Hello once more my ever lovely and ever loyal peeps and peeplips!

Ok, first off, you're probably been wondering where the hell i've been, as of late my updating has left a lot to be desired.

Well, recently i got myself a PS5 and to be honest...i don't think i can go back to regular PS4 games ever again. My God, when they said the PS5 was an major upgrade from the PS4 i didn't believe. But boy, man oh man, was i fucking wrong. Yep, not only have i moved up in the world, i've come to realize what all the hub-hub is about and for once, the hype is real. Which makes me more excited for the release of the new Assassin's Creed game and the next Marvel's Spider Man game, along with new games to come!

Plus i was able to play the new A Plague Tale game and fuck me sideways, it adds on even more depth and goodies from the previous title, explaining more about Hugo's power, what's happening to Amicia, emotionally at least and it has a great Arc for the two. Can't wait for the third installment of the game.

Not to mention the second one, makes the rats even more terrifying and dangerous than the previous ones, especially the whole "Rat tidal wave" i thought that was great and scary as Hell to see, not to mention the VISUALS!

They're so good and not only that, but the Dead Space Remake is a masterpiece!

Adding more layers to the story, having Issac talk, but still remaining true to the OG, it's what a remake should be. So, needless to say, when the new releases happen in October, a few weeks from now, i won't have much time to update, as i'll be playing these games as a result. Which is why i wanted to at least update one story before then,

So, in case you didn't get the memo last chapter aka the prologue, yes, this story is going to replace my "Avengers: A New World" as a more dark comedy story, as Helluva boss and Hazbin Hotel are pretty funny in their own right with some serious undertones. After all, i barely have to change the characters, as ones like Blitz are hilarious in their own right, his over the top, bigger then life attitude and sheer arrogance that could rival Gilgamesh's is funny to watch.

Plus, in this universe, Xero's own personal strength and magical abilities can be put to the test and have genuine reason to use his powers against powerful demons, rather than simply smart animals that can walk on two legs. So while Xero won't be overpowered to the point he can beat anyone, but it'll take the big boys to make Xero sweat a little like the Overlord's.

That is of course, not including Lucifer himself, which to be frank, my OC isn't going to try to fight,

At all.

Mostly because he's the king of Hell and even if he did overthrow him (If he could, hell even i don't know anymore,) Good chance he'd have all of Hell itself come after him and no matter how powerful you are and it's just stupidity in on itself. Besides, it's not like he's going to stay in Hell forever, he still has to get home.

But that doesn't mean he won't butt heads with many of the other powerful characters, like the Overlords and even the Sin's themselves.

I guess that's what wrong with the old story, it had a good start, a good theme but it didn't quite fit my OC's character. I suppose, but either way, it's gone and now, we're left with this new, improved and brand story. While they might be web series and it took me a while before i gave them a chance, i have to say, i'm kind of disappointed in myself for not watching them sooner.

But this story will be based off a combination of the new "Stark Of Legend" and "Rise Of The Grimm Reaper" so the new and improved Xero from the Stark of Legend, will be placed in Rise Of The Grimm Reaper world with some elements from the Stark Of Legend added to this story. Like the BSAA and FNAF being real in his world, so needless to say, Xero will have a massive group of allies but enemies as well, even if they'll only be mentioned in passing and flashbacks.

Like, just showing what could have been, if these two stories were one and in the same.

So, needless to say, Xero's gotten pretty good at knocking down powerful people/creatures with unique and strange powers in his time and this does take place during the time of "Dr. Strange and The Multiverse of Madness" Arc or maybe sometime else, as i've had several ideas and i believe i will have this happen during the fight with a certain dark overlord.

But that also means Xero has reached his full potential, becoming much more powerful then his current two incarnations in the sperate stories, as those two still have a long way to go. Considered this, a sneak peek at Xero's future, what he will become and his 'final' form.

Basically, this version of Xero has reached the peak of his power and skill is what I'm trying to say.

To all those who have read my stories, know i have a tendency to ramble on and on, so i'll stop myself. Lets get into my lovely peeps and peeplips. As always i own nothing but my OC and junk.

So do please read, review and of course, "What the fuc-BOOM"

Chapter 1: One Helluva Of An Introduction

Xero's POV

A famous man once said, "You either die a hero, or live long enough to become the villain."

Who said that, what does that even mean? I don't know, i said it, because he said it and i...sigh, I'm going to start again. Let's track this from the beginning: I suppose i should start by telling you, who i am, that's always a great start; my name is Xero Mazoku/Stark/Le-Fay/Pendragon. Honestly my name probably should be a million times longer, but hey i'm not that formal.

I'm the current head of the Mazoku family or clan, whichever you prefer, the teacher to Violet and Powder Mazoku, Irina Shiduo, Xenovia Quarta. The adopted father of Gregory, Cassie and Eri Mazoku, plus the godfather of Rosemary "Rose" Winters. Vi too but it's my relationship with her in that regard is far more complicated than the first three, as Powder was, well, ya know what it doesn't matter.

Man, just thinking about everything i've done, all i have been through, forming the Avengers being a massive turning point in my life, the people we've lost and gained, not to mention everything we have achieved still makes my head spin when i think about it.

Yeah, everything started when Fury was able to succuss in bringing about a new Age of Heroes.

Yep, you heard me right, old Fury boy brought upon the age of heroes and now, here we are in the year 2039. Just, oh lets see...Hmmm, oh Goddess, twenty-seven years ago today, when the Avengers were official born, the day Loki invaded New York with the Chitari army. The day that is now known in infamy, when humanity realized there weren't just devils below us, but many more dangerous threats hidden in the darkness of deep space. But it was also the day that the Avengers, SHEILD, X Men, the Fantastic Four and the BSAA came together to fight off the alien threat, along with a homicide, diva God.

Yeah, i called you a diva, sue me reindeer games.

Hell, it wasn't just us either, as we the NYPD help, the Church sending a good number of their members to help, Lady Yasaka support from the Yokai fraction, Fisk's men, Peter's friend/enemy Black Cat and even the Brotherhood of mutants help in fighting back the invasion. Seeing as everyone knew what would happen if we failed, everyone would lose.

It was all hands-on deck.

It was the shortest war in history, with a good number of casualties on our side and while we set up a memorial in the center of New York, mourning our dead and moving on with life. I suppose i should considered myself lucky, as my life became even more hectic AFTER defeating Loki and his army. Some might have called the mission to save New York a suicide mission, but to those who lived through it, knew better.

It was an initiation.

To prove, not only to the world as a whole and ourselves that we can do this, but to the rest of the universe that Earth is NOT for the taking. That we would not just roll over and die. That humanity would not go quietly into the night and if you wanted a fight, then you'd best be prepared for the fight of your fucking life!

And boy, let me tell you what, we have accomplished a lot since The Battle of New York.

In the two, almost three decades that this new age of heroes we have done many things: For one, first and foremost, we we're finally able to put an end to Neo-Umbrella and HYDRA, once and for all. Their viral legacy still lived on sure, but now, all that remained were small pockets of resistance against the destruction of all BOW's. After the BSAA and i took down Mother Miranda and the source of the original T-virus, the Megamycete. The original founders of Umbrella used it to create the original T-virus and with it gone, any hope of recreating the virus is gone.

Not to mention with BITCH-Miranda now dead, along with the rest of her followers, it's safe to believe that once all samples of the virus are gone, IT will be gone for good. I have no doubt many will attempt to recreate it, as they're have been various forms over the years, but the original, world ending virus that is the T-virus will be gone forever.

I hope anyway.

If it does come back, well then, i guess i'll have little choice but to crush whoever was stupid enough to bring it back by curbing stomping them into oblivion. Then obliterating their little hide hole, because the UN and the rest of Earth's nations made it a crime against humanity to develop anything resembling a BOW, which means they'll be killed on site.

Along with anyone helping them.

Given the damage the T-virus has done over the years, to countless people and countries alike, it was a wonder why that law didn't pass sooner. Many of course fought back against and by many, i mean dipshits that think using BOW's is the only way to do anything. That it doesn't matter who gets hurt, killed, tortured or just straight up used in the process, so long as they can make money.

While many cooperates practice this same old song and dance, so it was nothing new.

What was new however, was the fact that messing with this virus could and would have caused the end of the world, had we not responded so swiftly and quickly.

Goddess and Twins above, so much has happened since then, since the Avengers were formed. Years blending together with one major threat coming after another; Loki's invasion, Arias attempt at revenge, saving/adopting Cassie, Death Island, destroying the Cult of Glitchtrap, fighting/destroying Salem, the Grimm being wiped out, Ultron-Vanny, Dark Purveyors All For One, The Rotten World's destruction, Atlas falling, Thanos, The Devil's Breath incident, Otto forming the Sinister Six, Kraven hunting down Connors, so much had happened it's making my head spin.

But i suppose i shouldn't be surprised by all of this. It's a new age of heroes after all, but for something new to begin, the old age of heroes would have to come to an end for something new to begin. Even if the old Age of Heroes had long since ended, their legends spanned over the generations, allowing to bring about a new age to be inspirated by the old legends. But sadly even they're legends are now really and truly gone.

Now, you're probably wondering what i mean by that, so I'll just go ahead and say it bluntly.

The Throne of Heroes, the Counter Force and even the Holy Grail War itself is gone.

The Mad Titan probably figured i would have found a way to travel back in time to undo what he did, even if he was right in the end, and tried to make sure we couldn't. Ever since the battle of New York, otherwise known as War of Worlds, Thanos had been watching me.

Learning about me.

Ultimately naming me his rival, someone that was his equal and the final hurdle he would need to overcome in order to enact his mad plan. And, as you can guess, i failed.

The Avengers failed and half of the universe was wiped out, along with the Throne of Heroes, the Counter Force and finally the Infinity Stones themselves to ensure his work could not be undone. Funny enough, he was right but the one thing he did not account for, would be the very thing that saved our people, was the very thing that set me on my journey in the first place.

Time travel.

Yep, no kidding, what brought back humanity was a plot point to one of the most famous movies near the end of the 90's and something many considered to be real world junk science. But after many twists and turns, in the end, we were able to restore everyone, Thanos was defeated and the Earth found peace once again.

Along with my beloved Servants.

I could have done it ya know? I could have used the stones to bring back the Throne, bring back the Counter Force and even reset the Holy Grail War all over again...but i didn't.

For all the wonderful, amazing things the Throne of Heroes and the Holy Grail has done, could bring about, it did not change one simple fact:

THE THRONE OF HEROES IS WHAT CAUSED THE WORLD TO BE DESTROYED.

Now, to be perfectly clear, i'm not saying it was the entire cause, but a good chunk of the blame lied on its and by that extension, Alaya aka the collective unconscious will of mankind to avoid extinction, fault.

Namely, by allowing Goetia to come back, manipulate Solomon into doing his dirty work and ultimately messing with the timeline, leading to the collapse of proper human history. That's not even including the pressure that comes with a normal Holy Grail War and, Goddess, that's not even including the fact that i won't live forever. I won't be able to keep my Servants, my friends, my family no, OUR family together forever.

Sooner or later, i would die and they would go back to the Throne. Waiting to be summoned again, to FIGHT again, to the DEATH.

The family we created would be torn apart sooner or later, then that pain would be watered over by the bitterness of betrayal. Sooner or later, they'd be pit against one another, it would only be a matter of time. Not to mention, to some Servants, having to live again is pure hell, as their very existence is pain itself and ultimately, i just couldn't do it. I couldn't put them through that pain again, so i decided to say one final goodbye and just let them go.

Go to the great beyond, to find ever lasting peace in the afterlife, never to be summoned to the mortal world ever again.

From a certain point of view, that might seem selfish and honestly, you wouldn't be wrong but i just...just couldn't force them to go through another Holy Grail War. I couldn't, i WOULDN'T allow them to be put into another battle royal to the death, for a prize that was anything but divine. Might sound arrogant, self-centered and a whole lot of other big words for self-righteous assholes but we all knew the Holy Grail War had to come to an end some day.

Today might as well be the day, that this Goddess forsaken ritual is finally put to rest.

No more summoning's, no more death matches, no more innocent people killed in the crossfire and more importantly, no more Magus summoning binding legendary heroes (Or villains) to their will.

And it wasn't just my Holy Grail War that convinced me that this was the correct course of action but a prime example of how terrible this ritual is, of course, the Fourth Holy Grail War. Yep, Assassin Emyia's War, where no one, leaving nothing more than broken bodies, dreams and countless dead...for absolutely nothing at all.

My wives Gudako, Olga, Mikasa, Pieck, Kiana, Ursala, Powder (And my former student no less, fuck me i'm a bad teacher) Asia, Yasaka and Xenovia all agreed with me one that. My children, Gregory, Cassie, Eri, Vi, Kunou, Rosemary and Velvet (Currently my only blood child) while sadden they won't be able to see the people they grew up with, also agreed that it was for the best.

Fuck, even my friends, ranging from Leon, Claire, Peter (But given what has happened, whether he is my friend now is up for debate) Levi, Steve, Kenji also told me it was for the best and trusting my decision on the matter.

I know i made the right choice, even if many Magus disagree with it, which honestly told me that it was indeed the right choice, some days i still feel like i could have done more. Maybe i could have, maybe i should have done more but hey, what can you do?

But before they left, before we said our final goodbyes, Medea had gifted me with her Rule Breaker or more to the point, gave me the knowledge to recreate the Rule Breaker, just as Artoria gifted me Avalon. So i may be able to reforge her broken blade, the Excalibur, as her blade in our world was broken into seven pieces, two of which Xenovia and Irina held, so all i needed to do was track down the last five pieces. Thankfully, i was able to use the sheath to act as a sort of compass of sorts to point me in the right direction and after a year of traveling, i found all seven pieces.

Within a year, i was able to find all the pieces and reforge the sword with the Heavenly Forge on the Avil of The Void.

Honestly just having Rule Breaker alone makes me insanely dangerous to pretty much anyone magically, as has the ability to dispelling any sorcery it comes into contact with.

As both my magic and Yoki have evolved to blow out the previous Mazoku clan heads, to the point many Magus have called me "The King of Magic" the next Solomon. I don't know about that, but i've got to admit, i can hardly recognize myself anymore from when i was twenty. I suppose i showed my true growth in terms of magic and skills, when i was finally able to slay my teacher, Scathath and give her the death she sought.

A warrior's death.

Thanks to her, i am not able to wield her legendary spear Gáe Bolg and even use my Duplication rune to it's fullest potential in ways i never imaged and...

Oh, Goddess damnit, I'm getting sidetracked, fuck, I'm going to start.

Again.

You're probably wondering why i'm telling you all this? One might say it's a side effect of getting old, ya know, people you've know for years getting married, having kids and having your own tend to make one ramble on and on, but not me. For one, me and my wives, as they have been bonded to me via an ancient magical ritual not only effectively making them immortal as my clan/family stop aging at twenty one years old. Plus with old Logan's blood being infused into my own body, mostly his healing factor blood, making my regeneration on par with his own, again effectively making me immortal but-oh Goddess damnit, i'm doing it again.

SMACK

Okay, no more side tracking.

So, anyway, here i am hurling through several dimensions, well more like crashing, through several dimensional barriers feeling like i'm being shoved through a tiny as tube in a brick wall all the while. How did i get here, you ask?

Simple, earlier that day Peter, Miles and I encountered a new villain going by the name "Spot" and before you start laughing, thinking he chose a lame name and is a candidate for Villian of The Week award, he was.

Until he wasn't.

Honestly, if my teacher was still here, she'd kick me all the way to the moon and back for me dismissing Spot as a threat. Even though it was so hard not to as, and i am not kidding here not bullshitting you, quite literally KICKED his own ass by stepping in his own hole. Seriously, his foot go's through one of his spots and the moron kicked himself in his own ass, it was fucking funny as hell to watch!

Ha!

But by the time Spot had come into play, i had long since decided to get out of the hero business. I remember my Helen, from my Granny Miria's time saying something along the lines of growing out of my quote, unquote "Hero phase" and what do you know, the smartass was right. After we had successfully defeated and wiped out all traces of the T-virus, along with training up new recruits to combat any possible new threats that may pop up, i decided it was time for me to put up my sword for a scalpel and traded my title as a harbinger of death, for a title that is meant to save lives.

Yep, you heard right.

I traded my Grim Reaper title for my new title, a new nickname or code name if you like, the Witch Doctor.

Yeah, silly name aside, i suppose it was me just growing weary of the fight or rather, me simply trying of always spilling blood. For three, honestly four if you count the years i was in Chaldea, decades i have slaughter wave after wave after wave of foes with seemly no end in sight. No, that's not right, i was falling in a runt and i wanted a change of scenery but that did not mean trouble would end, simply because i was getting tired of it. Just proving Fury right, no matter who wins or loses, trouble will always be around.

On the plus side, i was able to spend more time with Eri and Asia, something they both loved.

Besides, there were plenty of other heroes to protect the peace we have worked so hard to achieve and with Miles joining Peter as his "Spider-Bro" in protecting New York. Along with the rest of the world, my days as acting as a hurricane of good, wrecking and knocking down tyrants was over, as i had new priorities i was not going to sacrifice for some sense of heroic duty. Besides, that's what soldiers and police were for, they were trained/paid for that shit, they might as well start earning their money.

I don't need to worry about the boy any longer. He's got plenty of back up in the form of Miles, but on occasion they call me for back up in case something HUGE came along, where it was more a matter of man power, rather then fire power.

Like when Kraven the Hunter came hunting for the ultimate prey.

Kurt Connors aka The Lizard and...me.

Kind of flattered, kind of annoyed as i can't decide which one to be. On one hand, being hunted down like a wild animal is degrading and dehumanizing, but then again when have i ever cared about such things and to be honest, i'm not exactly human.

Not anymore.

But on the other hand, Kraven wasn't just some random, rookie hunter. He is one, if not, THE deadliest hunter on the planet, THE hunter and to be considered be worthy prey is actually praiseworthy, as it acknowledges how dangerous you really are.

So, eh, i suppose i can be a bit of both.

Anyway, it's probably a bit wired to hear I've become a medic, trading from being a fighter, as healing magic was one of my worst magics years prior. But as trouble finally started dying down, my family growing older and stronger, no longer having to worry about everything falling apart if i'm not there to hold it together, i was finally able to really delve into magical learning.

Learning new spells, expanding my knowledge of the magical arts, everything.

It was during this time, i decided to try something new; become a healer, rather than a fighter. As much as i loved fighting strong opponents, being a warrior born and breed, i also enjoyed saving people as well. Something i didn't do much before, as i killed more than i saved but it was always for a good cause.

After destroying Atlas, keeping the Relic of Creation for myself as there was no limit to what i could make with it's limitless ability to make anything and my big brain, nothing was out of my reach.

Goddess and Twins above, it's strange to think how far i've come and now, even my own body itself reflects that. No, seriously, i mean that in the most literally sense possible as i have achieved true balance between my Yoma side and my Magus side.

Warrior and Magus.

You remember Shoto Todoroki, how he possesses a heterochromia iridium appearance? That's now me, with the right side of my body now possessing pure sliver in my hair and my eye now that hellish gold whenever i active my Yoki. Basically, half of my hair is pitch black of the Mazoku clan and the other half is the purest sliver with my birth eye color remaining Amythest in one eye, while the other is a yellowish gold.

But that is beside the point, other than showing to everyone and myself just how far i have come since my first days in Chaldea.

Goddess, i can barely recognize myself anymore, seeing what i have become compared to what i was back then. But you don't really care about that, do you? No, you came here to learn how i got here, hurling through so many dimensions so fast it's a wonder why my head hasn't spun right off or how i haven't gotten whiplash yet.

Well, long story short, me and the two Spider-Men of my reality faced off against a new villain, going by the name the Spot. We fought, he escaped through a dimensional rift, leveled up very badly, then when we went to a reality where many other versions of Spider Man formed a 'Spider-Society' of sorts to prevent people just like Spot from ripping realties and dimensions apart.

Then, some not so nice truths and beliefs were revealed, i had a falling out with everyone in the Spider-Soceity, including those i believed i could trust. Now, here we are, me being hurled through several dimensions, not having a clue where i'm going or where i'm going to end up at.

Want to know what happens next?

Yeah, me too.

Normal POV

"Why?"

His voice was low, no emotion present, as his two 'friends' no, his BROTHERS looked away in shame as the bindings tighten around his arms, neck and legs, while Migual spoke his final peace to him.

"For what it's worth, am i truly sorry it had to come to this. But your very existence is a threat, not only to your reality or ours, but our entire multiverse itself. You were never supposed to existence, your clan was never supposed to exist, and it breaks not only your realities canon timeline, but the number of realities you've gone too have put them ALL in danger as a result of your meddling. You are a mistake and one, we cannot allow to run freely anymore. You've interfered with too many realities for us to ignore any longer."

"Do you really think these chains will hold me?"

"No, your much to powerful for that, too powerful for any cell we can create to hold you forever and far too useful to be killed, but for all the good you've done, this is the most merciful option open to us and believe me when i say that this is the middle ground, goodbye."

Shock.

Anger.

Hate.

Rage.

Adrenaline.

Fear.

Pain.

...Heartbreak.

Jumping, running, fighting, running, dodging, explosions, webs of all kinds firing at him, hundreds, maybe even thousands chasing after him as numerous bodies threw themselves at him only for him to bulldoze his way through by nothing more than pure, brute strength. All the while he felt the same rush he got when he entered Lighting Force State, feeling the power course through his veins as he sent every single spider fly away as he punched them with his already inhuman strength.

Smashing and bashing his way through everything that stood in his way be they buildings, cars...people it mattered not.

They were in his way, with his new enemy, the Spider Society and thus made THEM his enemy.

Including the two, whom he thought of as brothers.

"Oh, yeah." He thought he as slide across the floor, stabbing his claws into the ground, allowing him to make a drift of sorts, while he felt like someone was stabbing his heart, "There's the emotional pain of being betrayed." And boy, that hurt more than any physical attack ever could.

More visions, colors, people, places, everything flying by his eyes in a speed so fast he could barely comparand them.

"No, no, NO, NO! STOP, YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU'RE DOING!"

"GET BACK THE MACHINE'S OVERLORDING!"

"XERO STOP, YOU'LL-"

KA-BOOM

And now all he knew was darkness.

All he could see was darkness, awake yet not awake. Where was he, why couldn't he move?

Where-

"Hey, check it out, the human's stirring, i think he's waking up!"

Who is that? It didn't sound like anyone he knew, and the voice was female and by the tone, was very energetic/enthusiastic.

"Charlie, i know your excited hon but you need to tread with caution." Another female voice, that had a Spanish accent spoke, "Not only is this guy a human or at least looks like a human at any rate, he'll probably freak out when wakes up and see's us. Hell, he'll freak the fuck out when he realizes where he is. When he realizes what WE are."

Okay that didn't fill Xero with confidence, as he tried and failed to open his eyes. Goddess and twins above, if he was stuck in another basement/base/bad guy hideout, he was going to straight up use The Voice to pop someone's head off. This bullshit was getting fucking ridiculous and after seeing as the various Spider-Men, he had to redefine his definition of ridiculous.

Seriously, ever possible Spider Man in the multiverse ranging from a cartoon pig to a cat Spider Man, a Japanese anime girl Spider Man, an old western cowboy Spider Man, a comic book styled Spider Man, a Lego Spider Man, a bloody damn werewolf Spider Man and even a fucking T-REX Spider Man chasing after him. Seriously dude, what the ever-living fuck?! How the fuck was that even physically possible?!

"Hmmm~ Maybe i can wake him up, maybe a 'prince Charming kiss' will do the trick?" Okay, that voice sounded like, oh Goddess and Twins above, don't tell him he's about to be kissed by a guy! While yes, he had husbands and kissed plenty of guys before, but he wasn't down with kissing a stranger! He wasn't a fucking man-whore damnit! "You don't see this sexy beast very often or at all, around here." Okay eyeballs, this is your owner telling you to open up now. Do it. Open up. Okay, no seriously, it's time to open up. NO, REALLY, IT'S FUCKING TIME TO OPEN UP. OPEN UP. OPEN THE FUCK UP!

"Look at him Angel, he's going to wake up any second and the last thing he needs is to see YOU, when he wakes up." And just like that, miss Spanish accent just became his favorite person, "He's going to have plenty of reason to panic, when he realizes where he is." And just like that, miss Spanish accent became his least favorite person.

He does NOT panic in the face of the unknown, if anything else, he gleeful jumps into it with both feet.

"I hate to say it Angel, but i think-"

"Oh come on Charlie, it'll be fine. Wat-"

A hand touched his chest, dangerously close to his neck. Wait, he was going to STRANGLE HIM!

OH FUCK NO!

Duel colored eyes snapped open, and, in a flash, he grabbed the offered arm, twisting it, wrapping around one of his captors. He slid behind the man, using him as a human shield, if need be, while wrapping another arm around his neck, prepared to snap if necessary. Then, to add icing on the cake, Xero reaching into his pocket dimension and pulled out his favorite gun, Joy Colt, making the revolver sound off with a loud "Click" showing is was fully loaded, fully ready to fire.

It had the effect he wanted, as the others, two females that backed away in freight or was it just caution? Hmm, either way, he could work with that.

"Ohh~ Harder daddy~"

...What?

Xero peered upward at his hostage because, holy shit, this guy, girl, whatever is insanely tall and felt his stance falter for a split second. Then he looked back at the other two and realized something, "Hey now, we aren't going to harm you. So please, just clam down." They weren't human or at least not human by the traditional sense, even in his world. The one that spoke, he assumed was this 'Charlie' person was the most human looking among them, which said a lot to be honest.

She was a tall, slender woman standing up around his height of six feet, possible an inch or two taller than him. She has long, blonde hair, with lighter blonde and pink highlights, which is tied into a twice-banded low ponytail. Her blonde bangs flip to her left with a curl. Her lips are black and she has rosy red cheeks, which reminded Xero of his Charlie's puppet form or at worst, Circus Baby.

Mostly because of the rosy cheeks, those things were a dead giveaway, making him wonder if they were natural or not.

She wears grey eyeliners, her eyes are red, her sclera is light yellow, and she has thick black eyelashes, both top and bottom. She accessorizes with a small black bowtie and black suspenders, with an untucked white, long-sleeved dress-shirt. Over this she usually wears a fitted red tuxedo jacket with dark-red lapels and a pair of red fitted pants. She wears black and white saddle shoes.

"Charlie, he's not going to listen." This came from the second female voice he heard, holding a spear, ready to attack him and honestly, she reminded Xero of a moth. Admittedly, a very big, very mean looking moth but a moth, nevertheless.

Like the blonde, she was a slime woman with muted gray-lavender colored skin. Her hair is white and has a jagged, moth-like shape to the cut, with gray-lavender stripes at the ends. She wears a large, ragged dark reddish-pink bow with two long tails on the back of her head, which reacts along with her moods. Her right eye has an ivory white iris and her sclera is light pink. Her left eye is missing and is replaced by a dark reddish-pink X on a slate-gray eyepatch, which glows when she is angry or irritated. She wears a dark pink blouse with a dark slate-gray peter-pan style collar, scalloped trim to the sleeves, and two buttons down the front. Her choker and skirt are the same dark slate-gray. The accessorizes she wore were a long slate-gray fingerless gloves and long thigh-high stockings, which are scalloped with white at the tops and the tips of the toes.

"Oh i don't know, I'm beginning to like this position." His hostage however, looked the must inhuman out of all of them. Easily taller than him, maybe two feet or so, with a very slender build and, is that fur? The fuck?

Due to their height, Xero had to bend the fucker backwards, allowing him to see over their shoulder and making sure they don't get out of the hold.

Their fur is white, and he has a mop of fluffy white hair that extends from both the front and back of his head, with splotches of light-pink across it. He also has a distinctive and focal light-pink heart pattern on the back of his head. The light-pink outline of a heart also encircles his chest, the bottom point of which extends past his waistband and down to his crotch area. His eyelids are light pink and the color extends up to his eyebrows, giving the effect of eyeshadow, and his lashes are dark and thick. His irises are cerise pink. His right eye has a light yellow sclera, his left eye has a dark sclera. He has a wide mouth full of sharp, pointed teeth and possesses a single golden fang that sits slightly to his right of center. He has three cerise-pink dots under each of his eyes, which are intended to evoke freckles, although they are actually another set of smaller eyes.

His, hers, attire consists of a long light pink suit-blazer with horizontal white stripes down the length, reddish-grey miniskirt, and long reddish-grey thigh-high heeled boots, accessorized with a reddish-grey bowtie with a cerise pink center and a black choker. On his top set of arms he wears long cerise pink gloves with white detailing at the cuffs, on his bottom set of arms he wear long white gloves. Part of Xero thought he was a she, seeing as from his position, he could see his chest more pronounced, like a woman having big breasts but given his voice, Xero wasn't too sure if he was a male or female.

"Then again, it could be a situation like with D'eon, able to change their gender at will or something." It was a low possibility but hey, stranger things have happened.

"Okay, everyone just clam down!" The blonde yelled, finally having enough, before looking at the Magus with a nervous smile, "Sir, could you please let Angel go, we're not going to hurt you or start a fight." Polite and diplomatic, huh, you don't see that much anymore. He could have done as requested, but he needed information first.

"Where am i?" Xero questioned, tighten his hold on this Angel person, clocking Joy Colt once more, "And who are you?" Yeah, those were reasonable questions, so why did the blonde look even more nervous?

"W-well, i'm Charlie Morningstar and you are currently at the Happy Hotel." That got a snort out Xero, a bemused smile on his face at her answer.

"Happy hotel? Really? That's a bold claim, I've been to many, and they all sucked. What makes this hotel a 'happy' one?" That made the blonde, Charlie laugh a little, tension leaving her shoulders, but not the other female as she merely narrowed her eyes further, "But that only answers half my question, WHERE am i? Ya know, state, region or just country am i in? US, Canada, Russia, Mexico, North Pole, South Pole, GASP, don't tell me i'm in Texas, am i?" And just like that, the nervousness returned full force, as Charlie laughed weakly eyes wide in horror despite his last minute joke. The other female said nothing, just glaring at him, as his hostage, was the one to speak up.

"Where you are, stud, is down in HELL, with the rest of us Sinners go when we die aka, the Pride Ring!"

"Angel!"

"What, the man asked a reasonable question and i answered."

Hell?

Xero narrowed his eyes, before ditching his hostage, pushing the tall man, woman? roughly away getting a loud "Hey!" but went ignored, as he went to a nearby window and looked outside. And sure enough, it certainly looked like a hellscape...in a certain way. For one, it looked like a normal city, with the sky being blood red, with a large pentagram hanging over head like light, shining down on the admittedly brightly colored city of sin. Not to mention all the horned buildings, some being sex shops and if his hearing wasn't faulting, the sound of gun fire was heard throughout the city.

"Hell, you say?" The Magus questioned, "Looks like another day in Los Angels."

Angel, despite being a bit sore at getting pushed, snorted and laughed at the human's response to learning they were in a place of damnation, "Ha, this guy's funny, got to say stud, you're taking this better than most sinners would. Most would be losing their minds, raving mad or just crying, saying 'it's a mistake' over and over again."

"Yes, well i'd figured I'd go to Hell for what I've done, but this...this isn't what i imaged it be." Seeing as he's been too a couple of different versions of Hell, Xero would say this version of Hell seemed to be the best out of all of them. It was still Hell sure, but it isn't the Firey place of enteral suffering many assumed it be. But then again, he just got here, so who knew what laid hidden beneath the brightly colored city, "Besides, ranting and raving isn't going to help anything or anyone, least of all myself in this situation."

Besides, he's been in this kind of situation many times before and while going to a literally Hell is a new one, he's seen a hell of a lot weirder.

Pun very much intended.

"Still, at least i ended up in a place that has a city, people and isn't just some endless void or a simple big ass cave like landscape."

No offense to Ereshkigal but her home in the Underworld wasn't his kind of scene. Not to mention, the Doom Slayer's scenery with all the dead, destroyed and blood soaked feilds might be his kind of scene, it wasn't Xero's cup of tea.

No offense of course.

Looking back, Xero moved to speak, only to find a spear at his though, courtesy of the other female, "Don't you fucking move, you-"

Only to be cut off, as the Magus easily swiped her spear out of her hands, snapped it over his leg and threw in away that took about, 3.2 seconds for him to do.

It took another second for the girl to realize what just happened, but Xero already moved past her, walking towards the other two, "Okay, i'll be the first to admit i've been in a lot of wired, strange and even wacky situation in completely insane places, but are you sure this is indeed Hell? Cause, i have seen at least two different versions of Hell, both being what many believed it to be: a literally hellscape of death, destruction, hate and madness. This place doesn't quite match that description."

"Really?" Charlie titled her head, "You've been to other versions of Hell? Is that even possible? Wait, does that-"

"Ring ring, Ring ring, Ring ring~"

The sound of a phone ringing (And was it just him or was it sounding like it was screaming?) interrupted her, causing the blonde to reach into her pocket and pulling out a cellphone. Heh, what do you know about that, they even have cellphones in Hell. Already this version of Hell was proving to be much better than, the Doom Slayer's version and the Chaos Wrap.

Was that last one even be considered a Hell? Well, he considered it one anyway, so it didn't really matter one way or another, as that place was filled to the brim was pure madness.

Seeing the blonde walk away, talking to whoever was on the phone, Xero turned his attention to the odd guy/girl? he was using as a hostage, "Yeah, er, sorry about nearly choking you to death. It's been my experience whenever you wake up somewhere you don't know, with people you don't know, well first instinct is to start blowing heads off." Well, he could have worded that better. Thankfully though, this Angel person didn't seem to anger and actually laughed it off.

"No worries stud, i've been chocked WAY harder than that and yeah, been there myself. Though, if you want to make it up to me-" The tall person in front of him gave him a very flirty grin, strutting their way to him and Xero's sixth sense told him whatever was about to come out of their mouth, would be very bad for his health, "-you can give me a wild night, daddy~ I've seen what you have hidden away in those tight pants of yours and it wasn't even hard yet!" It was.

"Yeeeeaaaahhhhhh, no." Xero all but vanished away from his spot, leaving behind an afterimage much to Angel's shock, as he reappeared beside the still anger moth looking girl, as the Magus spoke to her directly, "And I'm sorry about jumping you all like that. Again, it was mostly just instinct and years of waking up in strange places, typical ends with a dramatic fight scene and escape, ya know what i mean, Miss?"

The moth demon, as he assumed she was a demon seeing as this was Hell and all, just glared at him for a second before she let out a huff, "Vaggie."

"Miss Vaggie then." He nodded, making the one-eyed woman raise an eyebrow at him. When was the last time she ever met someone polite enough to call her 'miss'? "Not to be rude, but you are indeed a demon, yes? While i don't doubt this is Hell, the giant pentgram in the sky kind of tips me off to that and confirms that but you are unlike any demon i have ever seen before."

"So, you make it a habit of meeting demons, then?"

"No, of course not." Xero denied, "But that doesn't mean i can avoid it, whoever said i had good luck needs to get their heads checked. Anyway, i'm asking because most demons i met and or fight, usually don't say anything beyond the occasion grunting, snarling, roaring and 'Going to rip your bones out and feast on your flesh.' Ya know, the usual bullshit."

That at least got a small smile out of Vaggie, as Xero compacted on it, "Speaking of bullshit, how long was i out? Cause i assume i was out, seeing as you all were able to drag me into your little 'happy hotel' and put me on, an admittedly, comfy place to rest. That and i feel like someone play ping-pong with my brain, so how long?"

"Eh, about two weeks." Angel answered, sliding himself to Xero with a flirty grin, "Ya know, i can help you work out some of those kinks in your-"

"Not interested." Only for the Magus to shut him down and shut him down, hard, while his mind was elsewhere, "Hmmm, Gwen was in our dimension for about a week before she started glitching out and seeing as they haven't asked why i was 'glitching out' then there's a good chance my atoms are adapting to this dimension just fine." The reason and why he was here, understandable, caused a surge of emotions within him.

Ones that he quickly clamped down and forced back into his mind, a skill one could only obtain thanks to years of training and experience. He needed to think about this logically, coldly and with focus, not through the lenes of emotional pain.

Besides, being bertayed is something he should be used to by now.

He mentally sighed, before resuming his train of thought, ignoring the feeling of his heart feeling like someone was stabbing his chest, "That's not including all the times i've been to other dimension and never once glitched out, spending literally YEARS there yet nothing happened. No glitching, no world destabilizing, no nothing. So, does that mean-"

"Hey, uh, Xero, could you come with me?" Charlie asked, a nervous expression on her face, cutting Xero's thoughts off. Looking at her face, it caused a pit form in his stomach as his seventh told him it would be a very bad thing.

"Go where rosy cheeks?"

"To see my father, who just, hehe, happens to be, umm, the ruler of Hell. The one you humans refere to as Lucifer."

Well...fuck.

Done and quite a big chapter here.

So a mash up of the two stories i made, a small(Large) summary of what happened to this version of Xero and why he has become what he is today. So, seeing as i'm going to be very busy when the new Marvel's Spider Man 2, as it looks like it's going to be absolutely MASSIVE, twice the size of the first game and that one was huge, with number 2 expanding, bigger and better with more iconic villains making a comeback with a vengeance.

So, enjoy this preview and a look at Xero's new fighting style.

Among other things.

Preview: IMP Meets Witch Doctor

"...This is actually hot." Both Blitzo and Moxxie said at the same time, just in time for the large, unusually strong sinner get grabbed by the human and thrown away like a rage down, as the human giggled madly. The laugh of someone who reveled and bathed themselves in the blood of their enemies with glee. To humans, it would have been disgusting or disturbing to watch, but to demons, it was a huge turn on.

The human just keeps giggling, laughing like a mad man, as he easily sliced the large sinner's arm off, making him scream out as the human used telekinesis to mentally grab his sword, as the large sinner tried to fight back, only for the human to grabbed his throat and pin him to the wall. Slamming him into the wall and then throwing him down on the ground again, as the self named Methuselah coughed out the black blood of demons.

He turned on his back, just in time for the human's massive sword to stab itself into his hand, pinning him to the ground.

"Hehehe, what's the matter? ~" The human grinned, giggling evilly, like a deranged man, as he slowly crawled up the large demon, summoning his Heaven revolver aiming it at the fool that dared to hurt those he loved, "Lives flashing before your eyes?~"

"W-wait, please don't-"

"I would say it's nothing personal, but-" The human clocked his gun, a face splitting grin, pearly whites glinting in the light that bayed the Pride ring, like an evil omen, "-IT'S VERY PERSONAL!"

Hmm, wonder what they did to piss him off so much?

So, in just a couple of weeks, the new Marvel's Spider Man will be unleashed upon the public and as you can guess, i already ordered myself a copy and with my brand new, spanking PS5, i'm going to be supremely focus on doing anything and everything with the new story. Saw the preview on Youtube and the first game looks small compared to this new one, with so much to do, so many villians to take on, so many new suits, so many new powers, so many new collectables to find!Pre

God i can't wait!

As such, i have decided to give you all, not one but TWO previews, so do enjoy number two.

Preview: Face Your Demons

"Hehehehe, where are you darling?~"

"RUN!" The Imps and Cherub all jumped at Xero's sudden yelling, as he grabbed the members of I.M.P before bolting off, "ALL OF YOU NEED TO RUN, RIGHT FUCKING NOW, THEY'RE COMING!"

BOOM

Not a second later, the walls seemed to burst open, as what looked like thousands of blood thirsty rats, forming a tidal wave came rushing towards everyone.

"What, the FUCK IS HAPPENING?!" Blitz screamed to the high heavens, as the three angels screamed, following closely behind, running on pure instincts, mixed in with an overwhelming fear, "WHERE IN THE NAME OF ALL THAT IS UNHOLY, DID THESE FUCKING RATS COME FROM?!"

"AND WHY ARE THEY'RE SO MANY OF THEM?!" Moxxie screamed in terror, thrown over his human friend's shoulder like a sack of potatoes, while his wife was on Xero's other shoulder. Blitz had the forethought to crawl up Xero's hair, like it was a jungle vein and all three imp's were holding onto for dear life, as the two humans lead them through the now crumbling city.

"Keep going!" The young girl, woman yelled, as she jumped to another rooftop, "We have to get to Hugo!"

Hmmm, i wonder what that's all about?

Stick around to find out, until next time my lovely peeps and peeplips!

Devil out.