Chapter 1: When the Past Returns
They say that burying your past never fully goes away. Eventually it'll always come back to be confronted with. After all, dirty little secrets, family issues and other events always tend to rise up when they are unwanted. Sometimes for the good, but normally, not for the better.
Like right now, Millie was on her way from a nearby coffee shop, picking up the orders for everyone. She had been itching to just take a short walk and get some fresh air. So having an excuse to grab a case of pastries and coffees was a good reason.
At least… it was a good idea.
Until some asshole ran into her as she was walking out the door and knocked everything out of her hands! She growled.
"Dammit!" She turned to the other demon. "Thanks a lot asshole! You just knocked everything out of-"
The demon in question turned around. A sleazy shark demon wearing a bone suit, with slicked back hair, and a smile that was missing a bottom tooth. She gasped in horror as the other's smile widened.
"Mills! How's it been!?"
"Chaz!?"
"In the flesh, baby! It's good to see you!"
She snarled, grabbing her dagger out of her pocket, holding it up towards his throat.
"What the fuck are you doing here, asshole!?"
"Picking up some things for my newest partner!" He looked down at her. "Funny thing, he's Wrathian too! Really hottie. Got the sexy mystery cowboy vibe going. Rich too! Came into some big ass money! We're fucking loaded now! And he's just obsessed with me! We totally have this bright future ahead of us!"
The female imp looked ready to strange him. This cocky motherfucker-!
"Yep, he's a guy who appreciates my big dick. He's always begging for me to go down on him!"
"Sure he won't appreciate how much of cock-sucking scumbag cheat-!"
A phone ringing interrupted them. This caused the shark to grab his phone, a smile spread across his face.
"Oh it's him! Nice chattin' with ya Mills, but I need to get this! We're going to hit the town! Throw some cash down! All while on the way to bone-town! Whoo! See ya 'round!"
Full of rage and completely blindsided by seeing her ex's presence for a mere few minutes, her once good mood had completely soured. She stormed back to the office. She needed to rip something apart!
In the I.M.P Headquarters, Moxxie holding his signature mug while Loona was texting on her phone. He awkwardly looked around the room. He's been trying to find the words to start a conversation for a while.
Blitz was doing who the fuck knows in his office. With Millie getting coffee and donuts, it just left them alone. He softly clapped his hands twice as he forced himself to start the conversation.
"You know, I checked the scale today." He paused to take a breath. "And it said I lost two pounds this week."
The hellhound glanced over at him. She then proceeds to rolls her eyes back, going back to her phone. Much to his annoyance. He gritted his teeth.
"I. Am not. FAT!"
Before any more words could be exchanged, the front door was kicked open by a furious Millie as she stomped around the office, mumbling angrily.
"Ooh! Such a fucking asshole! That little motherfucker. I just wanna take my finger up and shove it up his fuckin' little thing!"
Coming up to the table, Millie slams her coffee cup on the it, disturbing Loona. Millie then passes her and hits a button titled "Nut button!" that summons a cardboard cutout of a human saying, "Hi! I'm a Hooman!" then throws a knife at it. The knife embedded the cutout's forehead. She then lunges at said cutout. Clawing and biting at it in a blurry red and black whirlwind of fury. Moxxie looks at her, disturbed and slightly worried.
"Millie, honey. Is everything okay?"
She hisses back at Moxxie in response, disturbing him even more, but she manages to calm down.
"Yeah. Just…" Her tail twitched in left over rage as she slide down from the cutout. "Bumped into an ex."
"Oh!" He then felt his insecurities start to display. Did the ex treat her well before? Was he one of the exes that her family approved of before he came into the picture? "Oh…"
She continued as she pulled out her embedded knife.
"He just kept going on about how he has money now, 'a bright future,' and 'a bigger cock.'"
"Wait, what?"
Her voice started to raise as she continued to fume.
"Every time I see his stupid face, I can't help it! I just need to—"
She then punches the filing cabinet beside her in frustration. This caused it to fall over, papers sprawling out onto the ground. The noise ended up alerting their boss, Blitzo, as he entered the room, his phone in his hand.
"What the fuck is all this noise? I got a client!"
"Sorry, sir. I'll get this all cleaned…" He holds up a photo of two imps making out in horse suits. "What is this?"
"Uh, research!" He snatched it out of his hand. "For science! Just put it back correctly, okay? Alphabetize them."
He tosses the picture behind him as he walks back into his office. Once the door was shut he, continued the conversation he was having with his client.
"Okay, so let me get this straight: you don't want us going to Earth at all for this job?"
In another place of Hell, inside of a mansion, was a businessman holding a lit cigar, and his chair facing a green fireplace.
"Correct. That will not be necessary. I'd like to meet you and your whole crew at my estate."
Back with Blitzo, he was frowning as he started to walk towards his window.
"Uh, you want us killing someone in Hell? 'Cause I gotta tell ya, that ain't exactly our business anymore."
"I'll tell ya all about it when you get here." The sound of the client blowing his cigar was heard. "It's regarding a business venture I'm sure will be very worth your time."
"Ooh, how ominous." He gave a chuckle. "Fine, whatever, what's the address?"
"Transportation has already been taken care of."
Blitzo peeks through the office blinds and notices a helicopter in front of his building. He runs to the office Moxxie and Millie are in to find the helicopter before the main window.
"What the fuck is that?"
The helicopter shoots a grappling hook under the window, breaking the wall. Loona looks on without saying a word
"Satan's ass crack! Enough with the walls shit, we have a door!"
With the damaged walls, a wind gusts through the office and distributes all the photos Blitzo had been saving across the town. He scrambled to try and grab them, but it was fruitless.
"My research!"
The papers started to float down, when an older imp woman and the two imp children that she was with grabbed one of the photos and are visibly disgusted; one is crying, and the other is vomiting from the result. The helicopter approaches Blitz, creating a bridge for them to walk upon, and the pilot steps out.
"I.M.P? Right this way, please!"
"Uh, sir?" Moxxie points a gun toward the pilot, while Millie holds her knife out. "What's going on?"
"Now, don't worry! It's just some fancy shmuck from Greed wanting to do business with us."
Blitzo, Moxxie, and Millie walk toward the helicopter.
"Uh, sir? I don't think this is a good idea."
"It'll be fine. Now, get your asses moving." He then turns to Loona, who is just watching from the table. "Loonie! Let's go sweetie! We're heading to Greed!"
She blinked at the offer. Oh fuck no! She was not getting caught in this bullshit.
""O-Oh uh... can't. I'm... allergic to... radiation bullshit."
"Oh right! Okay, have fun sweetie! Make sure you save any calls from possible clients!"
The taller imp pushes Moxxie and Millie into the helicopte. As she tries to buckle herself in, Millie notices her seatbelt is broken.
"Is this thing safe?"
"Don't worry," The pilot reassured her. "We are professionals!"
The pilots proceed to take out a huge chunk of a wall as they fly off. Later, the same helicopter is seen flying out of a hanger in the Greed Ring as they fly over Loo Loo Land, which is going under reconstruction. As they continue to fly over the carnage that was rampant in Greed, they go over a sign reading, "Welcome to Notamafia Town; No mafia here! We're Mafia-free!"
Moxxie was staring through the window.
"I hate this place."
"Oh, yeah. This is your old stomping ground, isn't it, Mox?"
"Yeah, unfortunately. I grew up just over there." The thespian points through glass. "I swore I'd never come back, and— " He noticed that they were starting to get closer that area. "Uh uh— what— what, where are we going?"
The helicopter starts changing direction, as Moxxie grows more and more anxious.
"What— Blitzo, who did you say this meeting was with?"
The other imp shrugged.
"I'm not sure, just some rich somebody or other who wants to do biz at his place."
The helicopter finally lands, and Moxxie grows heavily worried after realizing where he's landed.
"Oh, no, no! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, NO!"
The place in question is revealed to be a huge mansion, dark smoke fuming through both chimneys. Moxxie shivers in fear of the place, as Blitzo shoves him to move forward.
"There he is!" A voice exclaimed. The client stepped out of the door, revealing an older male imp who shared a striking resemblance to Moxxie. He had scars around his eyes. He wore a blue pen-striped suit and a matching fedora. His tail was badly bent, almost looking like it was a cartoonishly accordion flattened. "There's my boy! Get over here and give your daddy a hug!"
"Daddy"? Blitzo and Millie exclaimed.
"I only let Moxxie call me that." The imp frowned, then cracked a smile as he pointed at them. "Unless you pay me!"
He laughed as he made his way over.
"Guys, um,..." Moxxie clears throat nervously as he motions to the elder demon. "This is my father, Crimson. Sir, this is my boss, Blitzo. And my—"
Millie held out her hand for him to shake.
"Millie! I'm his wife!"
Crimson looks down at it then gently accepts it.
"And what a beautiful wife you are." He gently kisses her hand then moved to addressing his son. "Mox, where have you been hiding this pretty little thang?"
"Oh, I'm sure he would've introduced us eventually."
"Oh, I'm sure." Crimson then moved over to the IMP founder. "You got to be Blitz, with the silent "o", right? I've heard a lot of good things about you and your work."
Blitzo frowned as Crimson wrapped his arm around his shoulder.
"Really?" He turns to Moxxie. "What kind of shit has Moxxie been spreading about me? I'll fucking kill you Moxxie, don't you fucking test me!"
Crimson blinked at the sudden aggression aimed at his spawn. He quickly moved around for him to be standing in front of him.
"No, no! From all over. Looks like you're building a name for yourself here, kid."
"Really?" The former circus imp chuckled to himself. "Well, I guess it's about time folks recognized my talent."
Crimson started to crack up.
"I like your attitude. Well, I hope you're all hungry. We put together a fabulous dinner for you."
As they started to head towards the house, Millie turned to Moxxie. She had a lot of questions floating around in her head. Why hasn't Moxxie told her about his family? Why didn't he introduce them before?
Was… Was he ashamed of her?
"Hey, baby. Why haven't I met your Pa before?"
Moxxie tensed up. He mentally panicked as he started to play with is tie.
"Well uh, y'know, i-it's just, never been a-"
"Hey! You two!" They turned to see Crimson calling them from the doorway. "Move it before it gets cold."
Moxxie gave a nervous gulp. Of all times for this to happen… why now!?
"Look, look, Millie, w-we can talk about it later."
She could tell something was wrong, but now wasn't the time to pressure him. She nodded, taking Moxxie's hand. They both entered the house with Blitzo. Crimson's smile fade once they were all in, then he snaps his fingers at his lackeys after he enters the house. The two men standing at the door follow him inside, closing the door behind them. Inside, Crimson prepares a drink for Blitzo.
"So, Blitzo, ya always been a hitman?"
"No, no, not always. Yeah," He takes the drink from Crimson. "I was in the circus for a long time."
Crimson headed towards his seat, shooting finger guns at the information. "Show business! Good money in that."
He then takes his seat in his recliner. The room was filled with tense awkward silence. Moxxie anxiously looks over to Blitzo. No longer able to take the silence, he decided to ask the question they were all wondering.
"What are we doing here…" He then turns his focus to his father. "Sir?"
Crimson rolls his eyes at his child.
"Moxxie, I raised you better than that." He lights a cigar. "Ya know there's no business before dinner. Besides, we're still waitin' on one more."
Suddenly, the last guest kicks his way into the house, making an entrance.
"Woo-hoo-hoo, what is up, party people?!"
"Chaz?!" The couple shouted then turned to each other. "Wait, what?"
"You know him?"
Millie groans and slaps her forehead.
"You remember that "ex" I was talking about earlier?"
Chaz walks over and hugs Moxxie and Millie.
"Looks like I got two big sex reunions today." He then proceeds to do go into a singsong voice. "How lucky am I?~"
"Did you date him, too?" She asked her husband.
"Ha, yeah." The lanky shark chuckled. "No big deal, but I usually bone half the people in any room I'm in… Ain't that right Stri?"
They all looked over to see a familiar cowboy entering through the door shortly after the shark. The glowing ringed-eyes, the rattling of their tail…. It couldn't be!
"Striker!?" IMP shouted in shock.
The snake-imp grinned at them, his gold tooth flashing.
"Howdy ya'll. Been a while, hasn't it?"
Chaz grinned, wrapping his arm around the Wrathian outlaw.
"Yep! Strikey here is my… uh… He's new bodyguard! Ain't that right, Stri?"
Hearing "bodyguard", Striker gave the shark a 'The-fuck-did-you-just-call-me?' look. Chaz was quick to give him a pleading look. A look to convince him to go along with it. He huffed, but did so.
"Yea… his… bodyguard."
Before anyone could say anything else, Blitz interrupted, obviously upset. He couldn't believe his luck! This guppy had gotten to have sex with all three of them!?
"Are you fucking kidding me?! There's someone who's fucked all three of you?!"
