Daily Life of Monster Girls in Alabama

by GoatManofAnime

It's time for a MonMusu fanfiction that takes place in sweet home Alabama, nuff said.

10. No Rest For The Wicked Part 3

Chapter 10: No Rest for the Wicked Pt. 3

SOME VIEWERS MAY FIND THIS DISTURBING. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

****** July 5th 3:45 A.M.*****

A warm Summer night permeated the slightly barren interstate highway with calm atmosphere. However, it was anything but.

Barreling down the highway were flashing lights of yellow, red, white, and blue. Two police cars in front and an ICEP ( I know, took me long enough to use the acronym) transport van in between MON task force following closely behind. Agent Sterling was driving said transport van. He was dressed in his own variant of MON body armor where, instead of standard yellow, his was jet black with lines of silver. After informing the police precinct and MON about the situation, it wasn't long before they were able to trace Caleb's whereabouts by tracing the signal from the phone he used to contact Sterling. The images of the license plates he sent will help the police in making their arrests.

Beside Sterling was Lyca who sat up on her knees in the seat with her head partially out of the window. She stared intensely with her night vision giving her eyed a bright golden glow and a clear view of everything a mile ahead of them. She fidgeted and shuffled in her seat from both anticipation of her Chiefs fate and from sitting in a cramped van for a full hour. She didn't like riding in automobiles for too long. Why humans would subject themselves to being confined to a small space for an indefinite amount of time on top of restraining their bodies to chair with belts she'll never understand.

Behind them was a small window to the back of the van.

The back was partially lit by four LED lamps on the roof. There stood Mirabelle. She had enough space it mostly empty back there save for a duffel bag filled with supplies. There she stood as the light bathed over her giving her purple fur a shimmering glow. Her wispy tail flickered slowly giving an eerie presence to shadowy area behind her She had her trembling hands clasped pressed to large bosom with her eyes tightly closed as she whispered under her breath.

It sounded something like 'Praise to the divine Oneiori, kin of Hypnos, antecessors of Nyx. I beseech thee to grant your protection over my love. My Caleb. Guide thy child of man and see to his safety. Please lead him back to us. Please'.

Lyca's ear twitched at the last part and quickly wiped a forming tear away still focusing her sights ahead.

Sterling glanced back for a second as Mirabelle continued her prayer. She had been praying ever since they first left. His heart sank for the worried centaur. He could have simply made the them stay at Caleb's residence, it could be very dangerous. However, they (especially Lyca) managed to wear him down and ended up bringing them. Of course, they did have plenty of protection from MON and the police. But he couldn't shake the feeling in his stomach that things were only going to get worse from here.

They began to pass through a small town with many of the stores still closed and the homes of people who no doubt were awakened by the sirens.

Suddenly Lyca jerked her head slightly when she caught whiff of a familiar scent. She inhaled a couple more times to make sure and smiled hopefully.

"Chief! I smell Chief!", Lyca chanted wagging her tail.

Mirabelle stopped praying as she and Sterling turned their attention to the wolf girl with her head hanging out the window.

With hopeful eyes Mirabelle inquired, "What? Lyca are you positive?!"

Lyca turned to give her a supportive, toothy grin, "This nose don't lie! His scent is unmistakable."

Sterling gave Lyca an understanding nod and said, "Alright, you two remember stay close. We're going to make sure nothing happens to your host family.", before focusing back to the road.

They arrived at the location of the warehouse some 15 minutes later. Two other police cars were already waiting for them on the premises.

They had the street blocked off in front of the driveway as flashes of blue, white, and red lights illuminated the area. The MON vans pulled ahead of Sterling's joining the officers and parking adjacent to the brick wall along the entrance with four armed agents clad in yellow body armor ready on standby. Sterling was guided by a female police officer to park amidst the other vehicles. Behind her, two liminal MON agents: One female dark elf and the other a male lizardman, moved off to the front of the van. The officer came up to his window.

"Agent Sterling. ", stated the officer giving a quick salute, " Captain Gibbs requires your attention."

"Ok, thank you lieutenant.", Sterling said before stepping out of the vehicle meeting the two liminal agents, "Please keep them out of trouble, especially the she-wolf."

"I heard that ya old fart!", Lyca barked hanging her upper half out of the window. The lizard man walks over to her and tries to ease her back into the van, but she wouldn't have it and they began to argue. The dark elf pinched the bridge of her nose shooting a questioning look to Sterling who simply shrugged as he walked off.

" $16 an hour doesn't pay for this shit", The dark elf muttered while the wolf and lizard kept arguing.

Sterling made his was into the entrance driveway noticing an inconspicuous looking black sedan park beside the stone wall. He was greeted by a tall rather hefty, tan-skinned man in grey and blue police attire but with a windbreaker ordained with militaristic ribbons on his chest. He looked to be in his late-50s as he wore police cap that covered his receding hairline and had a burly brown mustache with a line of grey hairs in it.

"Nice to see ya Gibbs and thank you for coming out at this time.", Sterling shook the man's hand, "Have you and your men scoped out the area already? Was the information Caleb giving us accurate?"

"That depends on your definition of accuracy Sterling.", He stated in a gruff, deep voice.

Sterling was puzzled by his answer, "How do mean sir? What about Caleb and the hostages?!"

"My squad did a complete sweep of the place. No one is here, no one breathing that is."

Sterling was alarmed by his statement, "S-Sir?"

Gibbs turned in the direction of the side of the building gesturing for Sterling to follow, "We found a little something around back you're gone want to check out."

They took the side of the building with the dirt driveway and found their way to the back of the facility. There Sterling was greeted to the sight of at least three other officers and two people in black suit jackets standing around a trench. Two of the police officers were placing yellow police tape around the perimeter. Sterling and Gibbs arrived on the scene heading over to the trench. they Sterling's jaw dropped at the horrific sight of two dead men lying in pools of their own blood with some splattered on the lower walls. He quickly notices both had bullet holes in different spots on their heads.

"Agent Sterling", called out a female voice. Sterling and Gibbs turned to see one of the black suits, a short, brunette human woman with pale skin and some freckles on her cheeks, approach them. Her partner, a tall blonde man with blemish less fair skin and blue eyes but his most defining feature was the pair of elongated ears with a little gold earring in one of them, joined her side. His expression was calm but emotionless.

Gibbs moved in between Sterling and the suits, " Sterling, this is Detective Hammond and Detective Greenly, they're homicide investigators that were called in from Alabama Bureau of Investigation to look into these guys we found.", He said gesturing between the woman and the elf man

"Any information on the victims?", Sterling inquired

Detective Greenly stepped up and pulled out a small notepad from his shirt pocket, " Victims are MacGregor Collins, age 31, and Bill Noland, age 29. Cause of death for both, gunshot to the prefrontal cortex. "

"Judging from the type of bullet, the gun was either a Beretta 92 or an HK P30", Detective Hammond stated showing Sterling evidence bag with a bloodied bullet enclosed, " Also, given the entry point on both rounds, the shooter had to have been standing over them while they were in the trench."

Sterling pondered for a second before Gibbs inquired, "Which begs the question Sterling? Who was the shooter?"

Sterling thought about the statement for a second before his eyes widened in shock, "Sir, I can assure you Mr. Bizzell would not do something like this. He made it clear in his message that there were five individuals. One of them could done it."

"We're not making any accusations. We're just considering all possibilities. In scenarios like this, it's not unheard of to resort to drastic means to ensure survival.", Detective Hammond explained.

Sterling wanted to continue but begrudgingly held his tongue to avoid putting any further against Caleb. It then the sound of ambulance siren could be heard. As Sterling and the other investigators went over more information, some ambulance workers came down the dirt driveway with stretchers and body bags. A few minutes pass and Sterling, Gibbs, and homicide detectives were finishing their reports while the paramedics the collected the bodies for autopsy. It wasn't until a police officer ran up to them.

" Sergeant Gibbs, we found something in the garage.", said the young male officer, "It's the vehicle, matching the description of the one from the photo that was sent to the precinct."

"Show us.", Gibbs requested and the officer nods and directed to follow.

Sterling, Gibbs, and the Homicide detectives followed to the entrance of the garage where another officer had been waiting. The male officer from before opened the latch and slid open the metal doors. There they all stood looking at the black car Wick and his associates used.

" How are just now seeing this?", Gibbs inquired to the young officer.

"The area was locked off fairly tight Captain. Even the door through the facility had intentionally jammed at the wedge and it took a while to pry it open."

Gibbs and the others pondered for a bit at the statement. Why would the entrances be intentionally blocked from the inside out? Gibbs then took a step closer with his officers in tow as he examined the vehicle being careful not touch it. He examined the license plate.

"Incense plate matches the one you sent Sterling, even has the Georgia brand on it.", he explained, " and all of the tires are deflated."

' It doesn't explain why they would simply abandon a vehicle like this. Why not get rid of it? Unless they were meet someone else and transported the hostages to another location. But what about Caleb? Did they capture him too? Well, if Caleb still had the cellphone he used, they could try locating him.', Sterling contemplated as he stood near the entrance.

Detective Hammond and Greenly walked into the garage past Sterling. Hammond then said, "We should take some finger print samples back to forensics lab we should be able to get our suspects."

Greenly nodded taking out some plastic gloves and handing a pair to her as well as a thin sheet for finger impressions. Gibbs moved over to side of garage where many of the tools still hung on their racks and his officers continued to survey the room. Hammond realized it was quite dark in the room.

"Excuse me officer, would you mind turning the lights on?", Hammonds asked one of the officers.

" Certainly ma'am.", He said as he felt around the walls for something close to a light switch. He found one and quickly flipped it, partially illuminating the room as two of the lights weren't working.

It was at this moment that Greenly noticed an unusual sound. It was kind of a buzzing crackle like the dying embers on a campfire. Accompanying it was a metallic, burning smell. He followed the sound to the other side of the car closest to the wall while his partner set up the finger printing equipment. His expression changed to utter terror when his eyes fell upon an electrical socket which had its base wires exposed and were sparking against something like white clay poking out of the car's fuel tank.

"EVERYONE, GET BA-", was all the elf man could say momentarily alerting everyone before they were all engulfed in a huge ball of flames and the piercing sound of the explosion rang throughout the warehouse filling much of the street. Everyone who was parked near the warehouse spare up in shock as they watched the section of the warehouse lit ablaze. A few police and MON agents ran into the fray to find any survivors.

In Sterling's van, Lyca, the Lizardman, and the dark elf wore expressions of disbelief as Mirabelle, wore was badly startled by the sudden noise, stood pressing her hands against the wall of the truck trembling.

" W... W-w-what...was that?!", Mirabelle barely managing to stutter out. But they were at a loss for words as they watched the fire spread throughout the warehouse becoming a giant bonfire.

Elsewhere

Wick and his two associates were resting at a gas station. Wick was sitting at a table enjoying a cup of coffee while Andy and Mark were sat outside waiting for the help Mama Rõse would send. Mark was puffing a cigar he bought at the counter. As Wick leaned back in his chair taking leisurely sips, he glanced up at the lone cashier behind the counter who was occupying time organizing packs cigarettes.

Since Caleb and the devil girls made their little daring escape, Wick and his men were seemingly left stranded, considering Caleb had deflated his car's tires. But, Wick figured it could still of some use and decided to make a little surprise for the cops out of some leftover C4. They had to walk a quarter mile from the warehouse. However, they ran into a little luck when a lone red Chevrolet truck came traveling down the road with it's almost blinding headlights. They got its driver to stop and the rest was history. ...As was the unfortunate driver.

Wick was just finishing his coffee when his cohort, Andy, walks in over to Wick.

"They're here.", He says.

"Good", Wick comments standing up, crumbling his empty cup placing it in his pocket, and followed Andy outside. They walked to other side of the building where two stylish black Mercedes Benz were parked. Standing around them were Mark and five other men dressed in fine tailored black or grey suit jackets and pants complete with leather shoes. Two had very broad, heavy builds and wore expressions that said they were ready to maim, torture, or kill anyone that wrongs their family. The other two were muscular and gave off a similar menacing aura around them. Only one truly stood out. He was slightly muscular but with a noticeably husky stature.

Wick approached him and upon closer inspection, his hair was partially grayed with a receding hairline. He looked around his mid-50s, wore a red shirt under his black suit jacket and above the center of his chest near his windpipe was a rose tattoo. They eyed each other up and down neither side wavering both glaring with challenging eyes. As the gangsters glanced at each other, Wick and the man suddenly burst out laughing and embracing each.

"Ahaha I nearly made you pee yourself uncle, Nikolai", Wick chuckled as he puts the man's back.

"Come on nephew, you couldn't scare kitten with that little mug.", Uncle Nikolai chuckled equally heartily.

Everyone smiled at their family members before the atmosphere dissipated to get back to business at hand.

Nikolai released Wick and gave him a serious before saying, "You have had much trouble tonight cousin. And of course, we are here to right that wrong.", He finished as the other men around the car's nodded in approval.

"Yes, we have. A man stole what was ours, made fools of us with a cheap, thrift store toy, and made me abandon the new car I purchase.", Wick irritated explained grinding his nails to his palms feeling his rage burning inside him begging to be released

"Be at peace, sem'ya (Russian for fam)", Nikolai said placing a hand on Wick shoulder, "We will find this Bissell and send him to hell with our family's symbol stamped on his forehead."

Wick looked him in his pale, grey eye and exhaled slowly calming himself before asking, "How do we locate him? We didn't even get a glimpse of him."

Nikolai smirked assuredly and answered in a sinister tone, "We have our ways."

No sooner he spoke those words, a red glowing crack appeared several feet behind the parked cars physically distorting the space around it at a molecular level. Andy and Mark in exchanged befuddled looks at the anomaly. Wick, Nikolai, and the other men were completely unfazed by the sight.

The crack widened into a more oval-ish shape and something steps through, it was a girl carrying a large scythe with a purple staff that ended in a clenched crow-like claw. The blade had jagged edges with a pin and brown color pattern. The girl had light brown hair on her arms, legs, tail, and head. Instead of feet she had large dark brown hooves and in place of hands were large three-digit paws with pink pads. A Baphomet. On her head were two large brown goat horn and long goat ears. She was quite petite, not much in chest region or not at all curvy and wore a similar blue tank top and white short shorts. She wore a somewhat haughty expression as she gazed at the men.

"Oh, good your all in one place. Guess this'll go quicker for me.", She said with a snobbish voice.

Nikolai approached her, "Ah, Ms. Fantina, glad you could join us."

"Speak for yourself, some of us need our beauty sleep. You think being this cute happens by accident?", Fantina proclaims making a little pose.

Mark leaned in closer to Andy and whispers, "So... I'm lost. How's a goat midget gonna help us?". Wick turned to them giving them look that said, 'shut the fuck up, dumbass'.

She must have heard that comment as her eyebrows curled into a vicious scowl. In swift motion, she tapped her staff to the ground twice and a bucket of ice water appeared above him and poured all over his head. He fell to the ground yelping and coughing.

"PAH AH what the fuck?! Ya damn fre-"

"DOVOL'NO! (It means enough)", Nikolai interrupted shooting him a disapproving glare. He then cleared his throat and said, "Apologies, he is new and doesn't know much about your partnership with Mama Rose"

"Tch, whatever just long as he learns some respect.", she grumbles puffing out her cheeks and crossing her arms.

Mark got up brushing the rest of the ice cubes off with an angry scowl of his own.

"Also, where are the others? The...er, demon dogs.", Nikolai inquired.

"Yeah, hang on a sec.", Fantina says turning to the rippling portal, "HEY, HOW LONG ARE YOU FLEABAGS GONNA STAY OVER THERE?"

"HEY, YOU'RE THE ONE NOT SAYING IF IT'S OKAY OR NOT!", growled another voice on the other side of the portal.

Then, one after another, four large hellhounds (all females) came walking out of the portal before it closed, shrank, and disappeared returning the distorted space back to normal. Their fiery demonic red eyes, large white fangs curled into wicked grins, thick black and red fur one their arms, legs and bushy tailed. They had large black four-digit paws with large red razor-sharp claws. In place of the regular clothes, they wore bones. Human and animal bones. They each had a muscular physique with six pack abs you could grind meat onto and his toned biceps and thighs. They were somewhat curvaceous but quite muscular bodies were barely contained in their bone panties and bras. All of them had blood red metal dog collars ordained in the skulls of prey with a link of chain hanging limply on the lock. Except for the largest of the hounds. Her's was bright silver with small spikes on it. Obviously, she was the leader. They stared at the humans who dared to summon them, and the humans stared back, most were not shaken by their terrifying nature while a few looked like they could piss seven colors of fear.

"You guys sure picked a boring ass spot", growled the silver-collared hound. The other hounds gave distasteful sneers as they sniffed as the area around them.

"Apologies, but we needed to be more...clandestine than usual.", Nikolai spoke approaching her ignoring the bared fangs and glares of the other hounds.

"Whatever. Who do we get to hunt this time?", She said crossing her arms in a defiant stance.

Wick walked to his cousin side and stated, " We are hunting one negro human and 10 perhaps 12 devils. Their magic is sealed but bring them back alive. I don't care what you do with the man just leave me the head."

A couple of the hellhounds scoffed at him before one of them said, "Pfft, some powerless devils and human? That's it?!"

"You call that a hunt? We don't even get to eat any of the devils. You expect us to just share ONE human?", Said one of the smaller females who had an 'X' scar on her abs.

"I agree. This hunt sounds boring just this pedo promoting prima donna to magic you up portal to this guy and YOU take him out.", Silver collar stated a clawed thumb to the Baphomet who's face contorted to one of malice.

" Because, I NEED to have formed a pact with them. Several of the Malones are contracted to me so I'm able to create portals where ever they are.", Fantina then gripped her scythe as a menacing red aura enveloped her body, " And, make fun of my creed again, and I'll personally spay and neuter you all."

Silver Collar bared her fangs emitting a sharp snarl and the other hounds followed suit "Come on goat whore, we'll rip you to shreds."

"Now, Now, let's stay focused on our actual targets.", Nikolai interjected focusing their intensity on him, but he remains undeterred. He gestured to Fantina "Fantina darling, thank you once again for lending us your power. I will ensure Mama Rosé rewards your efforts by recruiting more followers to your...uh cause."

Fantina's aura dissipated as she grinned cheerfully, "For real? You mean more men will know the superiority of the underdeveloped female form?"

"Ssssure, why not?"

Fantina hugged her scythe to her body wiggling and giggling unsettlingly. A few of the mobster cringe a bit at her action and ideals. The hounds including silver Collar stepped back not wanting to catch any of her crazy.

"Ahem, now as for you hounds, once this little job is finished you'll have some clients who refuse to pay back what they borrow from us to have fun with."

Silver Collar thought for a second then looked to her pack mates. They all nodded with approving smirks. They agreed that when they got jobs like those they ALWAYS had fun ripping those fleeing humans to ribbons. She relented as said, "Alright, fine. But we'll need a scent to go on."

"We have something", Wick said gesturing to Andy who reached into his pocket taking out a woman's black sandal. Wick took it and tossed it to the lead hound who caught in her large paw, "It's not his scent, but it fell off one of the devil's that's traveling with him. Find her, you find him."

"Works for me", she says before taking a couple whiff of the sandal then passing it around to her comrades. A couple promptly turned their noses upwards catching the scent trail.

"Got it", stated one of the smaller females.

"Me too, and they're not far. I'd say 30, sniff sniff, 40 minutes top. That way!", The other female hound stated pointing down the dark road.

Nikolai reached into his pocket and took out two small walkie-talkies, "here, contact each other when you found them.", He says handing one to Wick and tossing the other to the lead hound. She stuffed in into her bone bra.

"Alright guys! Hunting Party!", Silver Collar howled before lunging on all fours with the rest following behind with excited howls. The mobsters watched as the monstrous fire-eyed dogs went pounding down the street as their snarls and barks echoed in the quiet night.

He nodded to the Baphomet who then raised her scythe cutting open another portal in space.

"Jakob, come over here for a moment", Nikolai asked Wick who raised an eyebrow but still did as asked.

Fantina stood in front of Wick, she stood about tall enough to reach his waste. She commanded for him to give her his palms. Wick turned to Nikolai who nodded, and he did so. Fantina scythe began to shrink to the size of a small sickle. "Don't move", she's said. She held his palm steady and made a small incision drawing blood. Wick resisted to urge to flinch ensuring it didn't pierce deeper. The blood was absorbed by the blade and the cut vanished. It was replaced with a glowing symbol of goat head with spiral horns before it too vanished leaving his hand bare. She released his hand and he began to examine it.

"What was that?", Wick inquired opening and closing his fingers.

"She just added you to contacts. She'll be able to pull you out of trouble when it calls for it.", Nikolai explained with a smirk.

"As long as he doesn't interrupt my personal time that is.", Fantina chided as scythed expanded back to full size, "just clench your fist and call my name like you mean it. I'll know if you're faking, trust me."

"So, with that, we leave the rest to you nephew.", Nikolai says walking toward the portal Fantina close behind.

Wick was surprised to hear that and said, "You're not staying?"

"Nikolai you have all you need nephew, just take your time."

Wick thought for a second before responding with, "Yes"

"Oh, and you will need these.", Nikolai said reaching in his pocket and tossing him some car keys. Wick caught them easily and shot him a grin of satisfaction.

" Oh, and this. In case the dogs get a bit...difficult.", He said handing Wick a small, thin silver whistle.

Nikolai nodded in understanding stepped through the portal with Fantina close behind him. As soon as she was through, the portal collapsed into tiny singularity and disappeared returning the distorted space back to normal.

Wick turned and walked over to one of the cars. He gave the men that he was left with a serious look and said, "We're leaving now."

The four men that came with Nikolai nodded understandingly and got into the cars without question. Wick took the driver's seat and was joined by Andy in the passenger seat, with Mark and one of the heavily built men in the back. Wick started the ignition, put it in reverse and, pulled out of the parking space. He set it to drive and made his way through the gas station.

"So... we're not waiting for the hounds to let us know they found them?", Andy inquired as he got on the main highway.

"You honestly think they'll call? No. They'll just eat the man then go straight for the devils. Untamable beasts are what they are.", Wick answered disparagingly as they drove down the dark street partially lit by their own headlights.

Andy gave a puzzled look, " So why are they a part of-"

"They aren't. They have a deal with the Malone family. Get rid of threats to our business and have the free reign to hunt without MON interference.", Wick continued, "We need to make sure they ONLY hunt the man, not the devils."

Andy nodded looking out his door window as they passed a forest lining in thought.

"Besides, I want to see his face as they rip him apart.", Wick said with a malicious grin looking ahead with equally menacing glare.

Andy gulped slightly turning his gaze forward.

Both black Mercedes went speeding down the dark streets following the distant howls of the hellhound pack. Wick clutched the wheel in anticipation and rage.

You're mine, your worthless bastard, he thought as he put a more pressure on the gas pedal.

Meanwhile

A large black van was traveling down a dark street with trees lining either side of the road. Caleb stared ahead in the darkness looking for any place they could use for temporary shelter. They passed a couple of houses no long ago, but he decided to not get random people involved in their situation. He kept glancing over at Camilla who had taken the passenger side with her wings folded into her back against the seat. She was gazing out of her door's window in thought cradling arms into her stomach. She was likely still processing everything that happened. Caleb then glanced behind him at the window to the back where the other devil girls sat wondering about their current situation. He turned his attention back to road, failing to notice Camilla now staring at him curiously.

It had been a half hour since Caleb had escaped along with Camilla and the other devils. In the panic of being shot at during the escape, Caleb was so shaken 10 minutes driving away aimlessly unable to fully process anything other than getting the hell out of there. Eventually he was calm enough to start coming up with their next move. So far it mostly involved getting far away from those criminals, find a place to find the girls, and contact MON and Sterling using the phone acquired. He didn't know much about Cullman since he had only been there twice in his life, so he just kept on until he found somewhere they rest or get help. Luckily, they had plenty of gas, he thought.

He turned his attention back to road, failing to notice Camilla now staring at him curiously. She had been trying to get a read on him ever since he woke up next to her. This human man looked so much like the other mediocre men she's encountered in her life but, at the same time, there was something...more to him. Her heart wanted to believe that at least, but her memories kept reminding her to keep making the same mistakes.

5 more minutes of driving and Caleb noticed a bright purple and green light in the distance. He continued onwards and grinned slightly in relief when he realized that it was a neon sign for a roadside motel, 'Dixie Land Trackside' it read. He turned to Camilla who stared at the display before turning to him with questioning eyes.

"Looks like we can stay there until we can get some help.", Caleb said with an assured grin.

Camilla returned a grin of her own before turning to the small window to the back, "Mis amigas we are going to rest at this...uh...", she drifted glancing back to Caleb.

"Motel.", He uttered

"Jes, Motel.", Camilla a bit hesitant turning back around in her seat.

The devil girls, who were sitting around different spots on the van floor, exchanged puzzled glances and shrugs. The blue devil girl was the first to speak up, "Um, what's a motel?"

Caleb answered before Camilla, "It's a place human use during long trips to rest. They you you're own room with a shower and bed."

"Also, a regular spot for humans to breed.", Camilla muttered despondently under her breath. Caleb barely heard it but could make it out. Hana and the other devils heard it clearly and most of them blushed from surprise.

"Not ALL the time...just sometimes.", Caleb reluctantly admitted as he approached the drive way.

The motel itself looked rather plain. The roof had dark blue colored tiles complemented by the bright orange wall of the building. The doors of each room were burgundy colored with brass plated doorknobs and a number placed on the upper center made of metal. The front entrance stood out from the large concrete canopy supported by two columns and large glass doors; all with the same color scheme as the roof and walls.

" But, at the very least, we can rest here until morn-", Caleb started as he turned into the driveway but was interrupted by a loud clunking sound. He glanced at Camilla who, along with other devil girls, held their ears and groaned from the excruciating pain. Caleb then noticed a bright red glowing symbol on the dashboard and frowned despairingly. Low oil.

"Arrghhh, w-what the hell is that noise?!", Camila cried out.

" Please make it stop!", one of the greater devils pleaded

Caleb ignored her and tried to concentrate on getting the vehicle through the driveway. The sound grew louder the further in they got, and smoke immediately began billowing from the hood. Accompanying it was a strong smell like burning metal and exhaust. Caleb managed to park the van several feet away from the building. Not necessarily in an actual parking space since they were not far from the driveway. He managed to park in such a manner as to not obstruct anyone else coming and going through. Not that it mattered much as, from he could see there were only about four cars parked at the establishment. He then turned off the engine much to the devil girl's relief, and opened his door stepping out of the van. Camilla unfastened her seat belt, told the other devil girls to stay put while they see what's wrong, before getting out to join Caleb. He proceeded to raise up the hood and outpoured a blinding cloud of smoke causing him to cough and Camilla covered her nose and mouth with her hands. He fanned the smoke away and reach for the oil cap, wincing a couple times from the heat but managing to get it off. He then removed the dipstick and held it up to the light from a nearby lamp on an electric pole. Below the minimum, practically empty, it read. He placed it back along with the top without saying a word.

"What's wrong with it?", Camilla inquired.

He gave stressed sigh and replied, "We ran out of oil. Without it the engine won't run which means the van isn't going anywhere."

Camilla felt a jolt of anxiety and unease surge through her. She snapped out of her thoughts when Caleb gestured to her to follow him.

"And I think I know how it happened too", he said walking to the driver's side, which was littered in bullet holes and abrasions before getting down on all fours. He took out Fat bastard's phone and turned on the flashlight. He shined until he found what he was looking for, "Uh-huh, see this down here?". Camilla the got down on all fours looks under the vehicle at what he was shining the light on. It was a small, round metal pan-shaped part that had a small chunk of it broken off and leaked out drop of black liquid.

"That's the oil pan. It's was stores and distributes oil to the engine and it's been badly damaged by a stray bullet somehow", Caleb explained before turning off the light and standing up with Camilla following his motions.

"So, what now?', Camilla inquired

"Well...it is a good thing we managed park on the property. I can get just you guys some rooms and try and get in touch with ICEP coordinator.", He stated looking at the motel entrance.

"O-oh, um, is that really okay? We can just sleep out in the van.", Camilla stated.

"No, don't be ridiculous it's no trouble. You girls need to rest, and I'll be damned if it's on the floor of broken down van.", Caleb replied bluntly before taking out his wallet and examining the contents, "I just hope they accept discover."

Camilla stared at him once again feeling her heart flutter upon making eye contact. She felt her cheeks heat up as she clutched her chest, "G-Gracias, I promise I'll return this kindness."

"Kindness doesn't have to be repaid you know. That's why it's called 'kindness'", He replied with a wink before turning and walking to the entrance.

Camilla felt a small grin form on her lips as she watched him. Her heart thumped, a bit harder than I than before. Diablos Mia, what is wrong me?! It. happens when ever I... NO, Camilla thought before smacking both of her cheeks to bring herself back to focus. Wishful thinking, that's all. That's all it ever is. She repeated to herself internally. With that, she went to van and opened the doors to inform her friends of their current situation.

While that was happening, Caleb walked through the hotel entrance to the reception desk. There was a large bench with burgundy cushions on the far right of the entrance and five other chairs with similar cushions aligned together across from the bench. A small blue plastic table with a stack of assort magazines sat in front of the bench. The blue carpet floors looked in need of a bit of vacuuming and the soft orange walls had a couple spot where the paint was peeling slightly. Next to the reception desk was a drink vending machine. Caleb approached the male receptionist who, upon noticing him, gave a couple more swipes on his phone before placing it to the side. He looked to be around Caleb's height, a bit older as well. He had black curly hair, green eyes, light brown complexion, and black sideburns. He wore grey pants and a blue shirt with the motel name in orange logo. He wore earrings in both ears and one on grey loop on his nose. Behind him were framed documents, health inspector, property license, state state department registry, pictures of guests, etc.

" What can I do for you?", He spoke with a noticeable Middle Eastern accent.

"You, uh, wouldn't happen to have any more vacancies. Like, at least two more rooms?", Caleb inquired.

" Um, I don't know. I check.", He said hitting a few keys on his computer, " Yes, we have many rooms. Many check out yesterday morning. But you are one hour past check in time, it be morning soon, so you must leave...5? Maybe 6. So, I can't check you in."

"Ok, I know, it's late and really should've got here earlier but please. My...sisters and I we've been through a lot and we're really, tired. Our ride broke down and we only need to stay long enough to contact someone to pick us up. Pleeeaasse man, just this once?"

The man grumbled a bit to himself before his conscience started to eat at him, "Errrrrr, ah, Alright but JUST this once, alright?"

"Yes, of you thank you so much.", Caleb replied happily

"How are you paying?", He asked

Caleb took a Cobalt blue card from his wallet, "you take discover?"

"Yes, and you say you need two rooms...", He trailed typing at his computer before looking back up, "Gonna be 128.56."

"Ok", Caleb said plainly as he handed him the card. He swiped it, typed at his computer again.

"Name?", He asked

"Caleb Bizzell. That's B-I-Z-Z-E-L-L."

He finished typing in everything then Caleb his card, "you're in rooms 1205 and 1207."

"Oh, thank you, I was hoping they'd be close by each other", Caleb grinned sheepishly

He put up his own grin and handed Caleb two card keys. Caleb turned around to leave but then stopped when a thought came to mind.

"One more thing. You wouldn't happen to know where we could get some food at this hour?"

He thought for a second and said, "Um, Denny's. Yeah, Denny's they open 24 hours. They deliver too, guests here order from them sometimes. They about 5 minutes up the road, they get to you in no time."

"Awesome, thanks.", Caleb said before leaving through the door to meet with Camilla. He approached the van so see half them standing around the van and some sitting with the van doors open. Camilla must have let them know what happened as many of them appeared anxious. Camilla was talking to the red head devil, Scarlett, who hung her head with a despondent expression. As Caleb approached, most of their eyes fell on him curiously. Camilla and Scarlett noticed their change in behavior and took notice of Caleb. Scarlett's expression quickly morphed to irritation before looking away with a huff in disgust.

" Ok guys, I managed to get you guys some rooms.", He grinned holding up the two card keys then looking to motel rooms on the far left of the building numbered in the 1100s "We may be near the back if they start around there."

"You managed to get us rooms?", Camilla inquired. The other girls immediately perked up to the notion of sleeping in an actual bed for once.

"Yep, so if you guys follow me to find them.", Caleb gestured for them to follow. Camilla was to first to go followed by the devils except Scarlett who was a quite hesitant but eventually decided to go with them. The magenta eyed succubus rubbed her bare foot regretting the loss of her other sandal. They trudged their way on the concrete walkway passing door after door and a couple parked cars until they approached the corner leading to the rooms in the 1200s range. As expected the route did in fact take them to the back. The parking spaces were empty, and area was fairly lit by a single light from a telephone pole. There was mid-sized steel fence acting as a barrier between the lot and the dense wooded area filled with tree. The room numbers seemed to end at 1230 since corner to that room only led to the front entrance past a large green garbage container. Caleb managed to locate their rooms.

He inserted the card into the 1205 door unlocking it with an audible clink and a green light flash. The door opened revealing a venerable styled room with dark green shag carpeting, light orange painted walls, standard drywall ceiling with classic brown ceiling fan. The furniture consisted of one large brown study desk complete with matching chair and desk lamp, a dark green leather recliner next to the window which sported beige curtains. Next to the study table was an entertainment center where a large Toshiba television set was hooked up. A small black refrigerator with a black microwave sitting on top was position next to the bathroom area. The bathroom consisted of one marble counter sink with all the basic toiletries (towels, soaps, disposable cups, shampoo, etc.) and large glass mirror. Next to the sink was a door to a small room which housed a plain white toilet and shower/bath tub. Lastly, the beds were both queen sized, and each had a brown nightstand with lamp fixed above the wall, a telephone, and a bible. They both had white sheets with orange comforters on top and two large orange pillows sitting at the brown headboards. Caleb stepped back allowing for some of them to come inside curiously inspecting their new surroundings as he unlocked the other room's doors inspecting the inside as well, then closing the door. Overall, both rooms looked rather clean and didn't have any...odd smells. When he came back most of the succubi were all in the first room save for Camilla and Scarlett who just hung near the entrance talking about something. Scarlett looked a bit frustrated as Camilla had worn a somber expression. The devil twins had sprawled out on one of the beds with content smiles. The blonde German succubus, the two greater devils, and Hana had decided to take a load off on the other bed and in the recliner respectively. He tapped Camilla shoulder signaling to follow him inside. She looked back to Scarlett who turned away walking past Caleb with definite scowl. Caleb reached out to ask if she was ok, but Camilla stopped him shaking her head to just leave her be. He relented and stepped inside with Camilla standing beside him and closed the door.

"Ahem, ok everybody!", Caleb stated loud enough for all of them to hear and they immediately stopped what they were doing and focused on him, " As you can see each room only has two beds, so sleeping arrangements are going to have to be two to a bed. Is that fine with you guys?"

One of the devil twins answered first, "That's fine with us!"

"Yeah Moka and I are used to sharing places to sleep.", The other twin chimed in locking her siblings head in her arm as the both giggled.

"Um, Sylvia fraulein? Are you fine with sharing?", Blonde German succubus asked the silver haired succubus.

" Sure Heidi, just don't drool on me OK?", Sylvia answered sneakily.

"D-Don't be absurd. I do not drool in my like die hund(dog)!", Heidi retorted before crossing her arms pouting.

Caleb chuckled slightly and continued, " Alright so...what pairs we got for the other beds? "

"I'm fine with any one", said the magenta eyed succubus rubbing her sore bare foot.

" We could bunk up together Sharon.", said the blonde succubus formerly in a maid outfit. Now she wore a pink t-shirt and cut jean shorts.

Camilla noticed Sharon missing a shoe, " Sharon, where is your other sandal?"

"I don't know. I must have lost it back at the warehouse at some point. It's fine. Sure, Jocelyn, that's no problem.", She replied

Camilla thought for a second before simply letting is pass.

" Alright that leaves one more bed so...", Caleb interjected.

Hana readjusted the recliner and stood up, "Oh, um, Scarlett-san and I can share. Right?", She inquired to Scarlett. The latter's sullen expression loosened into one of contemplation and embarrassment while cradling her arms and wings to her sides.

Camilla gently placed a hand on her shoulder and spoke in a caring tone "Novia?"

She didn't respond to the gesture for a second before saying, "Yes, that would be fine Hana," then averting her eyes dejectedly.

Caleb saw the exchange and felt the tension in the room growing a little too thick. He wanted to say something but bit his tongue to avoid causing them any more stress.

Camilla gave her a few supportive pats accompanied by a smile. She walked over to the recliner and plopped stretching all her limbs, including her wings, with a tired yawn, " ~Hmm, I think I'll sleep here. Es muy comfortable~"

Caleb smirked at her gesture before announcing to everyone, "Ok now that's settled, bathroom and shower's right there and TV's got cable. I'll just leave you to yourselves for a bit. I have something to take care of."

"W-wait, um, where are you going to sleep?", Moka, one of the devil twins, asked causing everyone else to spring up in shocking realization that they'd have to end up sharing a sleeping space with a man. Many of them were too nervous to look at him. Camilla shot up too with a light blush on her cheek. Scarlett simply glared at Caleb with distrusting, almost hateful eyes. All of them awaited his answer.

"Don't you girls worry about me, you should think about resting. You've all been through a lot tonight and prior to for all I know. So just relax, ok?", Caleb answered warranting stares of intrigue at him.

"But...what about those men? Won't they come for us?", Heidi asked shaking fearfully at the idea.

"Don't worry, I sabotaged their only means of transportation and even if they do find a ride there's no way they could find us.", Caleb reassured.

Camilla immediately stood up about to ask him something but was interrupted by a knock at the door. Heidi, the twins, and Hana yelped and leapt behind the bed in fear as Scarlett and Camilla immediately stepped away from the door eyeing it cautiously. The knocking continued, and Caleb turned around looking through the peephole.

"Ahhhh! They found us!", Heidi exclaimed huddling together with Hana and the twins trembling.

Camilla spread out her palms bearing her claws in a defensive stance ready to protect her friends.

"Hello, delivery? A large order for this room.", A male voice spoke slightly muffled by the walls.

Caleb perked up with a delighted grin, "Ohh, sweet it's here."

Camilla lowered her defenses as Heidi, Hana, and the twins peaked from behind the bed Do-Rei-Mi-style and everyone gave him very puzzled looks as he opened the door.

There stood a man with Asian features, black hair under blue cap with the 'Denny's' logo in yellow. He was dressed in Navy blue polo shirt, black pants, and a blue waist-length apron with same logo as the cap. Behind him, a bright yellow moped was parked. There was a large metal basket attached to the seat filled with a large plastic bag loaded with containers, two plastic cup carriers with 9 tall cardboard cups, and a large blue and yellow cardboard container that had handle on top.

"Hey, I got an order for a 'Caleb and Company'.", He read off his tablet raising an eyebrow at the last part.

"That's right.", Caleb said

The man just went with it and took the food out of the basket and began reading out the order, "Ok, we've got 11 America's Dinner cheeseburgers, 2 ceaser salads, 9 large seasoned fries, large red skin mashed potatoes, 9 medium Ice teas and 9 slices lemon meringue pie."

At this point, Camilla along with the other succubi we're peering over Caleb from behind.

"Yep, everything down to the 'T'", Caleb nodded glad that they didn't miss anything.

The man chuckled holding the large bag, "You guys must be having the late night muchies. Your grand total is gone be $146.80"

Caleb felt his heart stop clenching his credit card. He let out a soft sigh and slowly handed him the card. Well, he's helping folks in need. Credit limits be damned, he thought.

As the man was about to swipe the card on his tablets reader, he noticed Hana peering at them. She darted back inside when she made eye contact. He then noticed the other succubi staring at him and asked Caleb, "Oh, sir, are you their host for the interspecies exchange?"

Caleb looked back the succubi, "uhh, yes. Yes, I'm their host."

"We have a 40% discount for host families who's orders total over $40.", he said typing something on his tablet, "Alright, your total will then be $88.35"

Caleb perked up a bit. It was still kind of pricey, but more manageable.

"Can I see some proof of membership?"

Caleb took an ICEP host I.D. card out of his wallet and handed it to him. He verified it, swiped Caleb's credit card, then handed both back to him. He then gave Caleb the cardboard container and plastic bag, then each individual beverage carrier, finally the receipt then proceeded to leave on his moped. Caleb took to food inside to the awaiting succubi.

They got a whiff of the scent wafting from the contents in the bag as he sat it and the cardboard container down on the table. A few of their stomachs growled as they bit their lips hungrily.

"You're gonna love this. Their burgers are the freakin best!", Caleb stated as he took out a small blue and yellow cardboard box and handed it to Camilla.

"You...bought all of this for us?", Camilla asked totally surprised by the gesture.

"Well yeah, you guys must be hungry right?", He answered going the bag lining up the other burgers with the packs of fries.

Camilla inspected the box for a second before opening it up revealing a brioche bun with beef, cheddar cheese, caramelized onions, and All-American sauce. Her mouth watered as she picked it up and took a bite. Immediately, her taste buds were hit with multiple pops of flavors. The thick, juiciness of the meat, the creamy melted cheese, the sweet crispy onions, all coupled by the mildly spicy All-American sauce. She hummed blissfully as she continued chewing savoring every bite.

"Mi Oscuridad (My Darkness!), this is fantastica!", Camilla happily exclaimed

"See, told ya. Alrighty, who's hungry?", Caleb chuckled hand her a pack of seasoned fries and sweet tea which she eagerly accepted.

"Oh, me!", Moka cheered bouncing over to Caleb

"Me too!", Her sister chimed in following her motion

Caleb handed them each a burger, a pack of seasoned fries, and a sweet iced tea.

"Thank you!", Both stated

Caleb handed a burger, fries, and an ice tea to Sharon, Hiedi, Sylvia, and Hana.

"Thanks a bunch", Sharon grinned

"V-Veilen Danke", Hiedi shyly spoke

"Thank you so much", Sylvia said

"Thanks. I love cheeseburgers!", Jocelyn stated.

"Thank you, you're so nice.", Hana said contently.

All of them happily gobbled up the food like it was the first decent meal they've had in weeks. ...Maybe it was.

Caleb then approached Scarlett who was leaning against the wall. She glanced at him as he approached her with a burger and fries in hand then turned her gaze to the wall next to her. The other succubi stared at them.

"Heyyy, I have delectable cheeseburger with your name on it", Caleb joked attempting to lighten the mood.

"I'm not hungry.", She grumbled before her stomach growled loudly and she blushed clenching her teeth in frustration.

"Heh, sure doesn't sound like it to m-", he started before she interrupted him.

"WELL GET YOUR EARS CHECKED.", She hissed glaring with demonic red eyes. Camilla was about to get up to say something but Caleb shot her a look and gestured for her to not get involved.

"You must not like burgers? That's cool, not everyone likes beef. Maybe you'd like chicken.", Caleb said

"Argh, for your information I don't eat MEAT period. I'm vegetarian!", She stated becoming irritated by him, "Now just leave me alone"

Many of the other succubi stopped eating and looked at Scarlett sadly. Camilla was about to say something, but Caleb spoke up again.

"Oh, if that's the case...", He trailed off walking to the table where 2 more burger trays sat and replaced one with one in his hand then walked back to Scarlett, "Why not have a veggie burger?"

Scarlett was taken aback by his statement and her stern expression loosened to one of surprise.

"I figured some of you may not like meat so just got the large salads and a couple veggie burgers to be safe.", He stated in a matter of fact tone.

"...uh, you...", Scarlett muttered unable to find the right words.

" Honestly, I got one for myself too. Trying to eat a little healthier you know", he said

Scarlett blinked at the statement and just took the sandwich and fries. She tried to avoid eye contact by still faced him, "...er, T-Thank you."

"No problem."

Camilla and the others were astounded by the exchange and gazed at the young man who managed to curb the demoness's anger for the moment.

Caleb then turned, picked up a burger, and made his way for the door only to be stopped by Hana who ran up to him grabbing his wrist.

"Wait, Mr. Human, aren't you going to eat with us too?", Hana inquired looking up with her bright gold and black orbs.

"It's fine, I said I still had to take care of something. Also, my name's Caleb.", he said giving her a pat on her head.

"Caleb-kun. Ok, got it.", Hana giggled

"Heh, just Caleb is fine. Oh, and Camilla?"

Camilla placed the rest of her food to the side giving him her attention, "S-Si?"

"I'm giving you the card keys.", He said placing both cards in her hands, "This one's for 1205 that one's 1207. Insert them vertically in the lock to open the door."

Camilla examined the cards and nodded.

"Alright, if you need me for anything I'll be outside in the van", he said as he opened to door only for it to be forced closed by a slender arm. It was Camilla standing behind him with a stern look.

"Aha! You intended from the start on sleeping out in that broken-down metal box.", She stated.

"Yup, now if you-"

Sharon spoke up next, "Hey, that's not right. You've done so much for us."

"Yeah, it'll be a little awkward, but we can make it work.", Julia added

Caleb shook his head easily reopening the door much to Camilla annoyance from not being able to utilize her full physical strength, "Look, it's fine alright. You girls just worry about yourselves right now. Okay?"

Before any of them could provide a rebuttal, he had already closed the door behind him and began walking to the front entrance. He took out Fat bastard's phone and began to dial Sterling's number.

Back in the hotel, most of the succubi had finished up their meal, save for Scarlett and Camilla who were both lost in thought.

"Hey, what do you guys think of him?", Jocelyn asked causing everyone to pause for a second, even snapping Scarlett and Camilla from their thoughts.

" Well I think he's really nice.", Hana said with a smile.

"Yeah, getting us beds to sleep AND awesome food? He's ok in my book.", Sharon agreed.

"I don't know. He seems a bit odd. It could be a ploy to earn our trust.", Hiedi refuted

"He saved us, so he'll eventually think he's entitled to a reward like...well...", Julia added making a few of them blush.

"But then again, he seemed adamant about not eating with us or sleeping in the same room. Is he afraid of us? Maybe he's trying to give us space?", Heidi added in an uncertain tone before looking to Camilla, "What do think Camilla Fraulein?"

Camilla sipped some of her tea as she thought for a second before setting it down, " I'm not sure. He seems like every other human man but there's something more to him. I don't sense any malicious intent or ulterior motives from him. I even sense genuine concern and care from him."

Many of them grinned in relief at her answer. They knew decades of experience made Camilla a great judge of character. Scarlett looked over her shoulder then back to her half-eaten veggie burger remember the look he gave her. It was one of patience and understanding. She felt a small grin form on her lips.

********Meanwhile***********

The once quiet street in Cullman was filled with bright flashes made by the fire trucks and voices of fire fighters desperately trying to put out the inferno and keep from spreading filled the area of the former warehouse. Among the chaos were paramedics quickly getting six stretchers out to the ambulance staff. MON forces had to make space for them to accommodate the injured. Sterling sat on one of the ambulance benches receiving treatment for 2nd degree burns on his right arm and having a few pieces of metal shrapnel taken out of his right shoulder. He winced slightly as the male paramedic finally finished taking the last piece out, cleaning it, and putting compression bandages on the wounds. Sterling exhaled as he looked over at the unconscious elf detective in one of the stretchers with a breathing mask on his face and his female partner sitting in the ambulance waiting for him. Her left arm had been broken and had her torso bandage after a large piece of shrapnel grazed her side; a couple inches deeper and it would have punctured her kidney. As the paramedic finished applying an antiseptic salve to his burns, he left to get some bandages. Sterling closed his eyes ruminating on everything that happened.

They were careless. They should've known it was some kind of trap. He'd be dead if it weren't for Detective Greenly's lightning fast reflexes in creating a magic barrier that shielded not only himself, but he and Detective Hammond and his specially modified MON armor. Unfortunately, a powerful blast from such a close range meant the barrier could only protect them so much. What's more, it was so spur of the moment the he could only generate enough energy to cover a seven-foot radius. Sadly, Gibbs and the other two officers were just a couple feet out of range.

Sterling lugubriously stared at a group of men pushing a stretcher with a large grey body bag containing the charred remains of former Captain Gibbs. He spiritlessly reached into his shirt pocket near his chest and pulled out a metal flask of bourbon. A small gift he received from Gibbs after passing basic training. As he was about to open it, he noticed a piece of shrapnel sticking out of front. He clutched the flask fervently before unscrewing the top and guzzling down the strong beverage warranting a strong exhale upon feeling his nerves loosen up.

"Gramps!", A familiar voice called out. Sterling instantly knew who it was and let out another sigh

He looked up to see Lyca standing there with a very concerned expression with her tail u between her legs staring at his injuries. She slowly took a step forward, "W-W-What happened?! Are you gonna be Ok?!"

"Bad judgement, don't worry I've been through worse. More importantly why are you-", before Sterling could finish his question another voice called out.

"THERE you are! Don't go off by yourself!", The Lizardman MON agent angrily stated walking to Lyca grabbing her by the shoulder. Lyca wrestled out of his grip and the two stared each other down.

"I remember your orders were NOT to let her out of the van", Sterling said very irritated and regretting bringing her and Mirabelle.

The Lizardman broke the stare and turned to Sterling shocked when he noticed how banged up he was, "Uh, apologies sir, after that explosion she just took off and I had to go after her."

"Hey, you tried go see what was happening too. Your partner had to stop you. Talk about neglecting your orders", Lyca spat crossing her arms. He shot an angry scowl at her to which she stuck out her tongue.

Sterling took another sip of bourbon. He really did not need this right now.

"She is right you know. You could get written up for this.", The dark elf scolded

Lyca and Lizardman turned to see the dark elf approaching them with two other human Mon agents and Mirabelle. Sterling nearly choked on his bourbon at the realization that Mirabelle would see him in the state he's in.

Lizardman turned to his partner, "And just who's side are YOU on?! Besides you let her leave the van", he said pointing a claw to Mirabelle making the latter tense up nervously.

"I didn't LET her leave. I had to move the van to make space for the paramedics and the only available space was outside our area of operation, so I brought her with me with these two as extra back up", the dark elf explained gesturing to the two mon agents who both nodded.

It was at that time Mirabelle saw Sterling. Her eyes widened in complete shock seeing her coordinator with such severe burns. Sterling noticed her expression and felt immediate shame for allowing someone like her to see that.

"S-Sterling...", Mirabelle shakily uttered covering her mouth to hide her quivering lips. Lyca, Lizardman and the dark elf noticed her visibly quivering.

Sterling met her eyes and forced a smile, "It's alright, Mirabelle. It's just a little burn, some ointment and few pain killers and I'll be good to go."

Mirabelle nodded slowly then looked away dejectedly before the dark elf came to her side to comfort her leading her away from the morose sight. Lyca reached out to follow her but was stopped by the Lizardman who gave her a look that said, "She's going to be alright."

They didn't get very far before an officer for Cullman county came running through the small crowd, "Agent Sterling! We just received urgent information!"

"What is it?", Sterling asked wanting to hear some good news right now.

"We managed to locate the kidnap victim.", he stated.

Sterling sat up straight giving his full attention. Lyca perked up excitedly as Mirabelle stopped dead in tracks turning hear as well.

"Did your department finally manage to pick up the signal on that phone he used?", Sterling inquired as the paramedic came back motioning for him to sit still while his wrapped the arm in gauze.

"Well yes, but the thing is, the victim is the one who gave us his location.", The officer explained much to Sterling's surprise but nodded as the officer continued.

"He's at the Dixie Land Trackside along with the liminal hostages. It about 10 miles from our current location."

Sterling, Lyca, and Mirabelle all breathed a sigh of relief at the idea that this ordeal could finally be over soon. Lyca suddenly began sniffing the air and stopped when her ear stood erect. Sterling was about to continue before the officer continued again.

"There's... something else sir.", He started, "That license plate the victim matches one on a vehicle seen in locations of drug trafficking. And, we have reason to believe that car's owner was a member of the Malone Family."

Sterling felt a cold sweat build up on his forehead. Why the hell did it have been the Malones, he thought. He looked up the officer and said in very serious tone, " I need you to tell them we have to dispatch to that location immediately! We don't have time to lose!"

The officer gave a quick 'understood sir' and was about to go before Sterling continued, " And get me a squad car, I'm not fit to drive now.", he stated reference his banged-up arm and the underlying truth that he was little bit intoxicated.

The officer left, leaving Sterling surrounded by the confused stares of the four liminal close by. When the paramedic finished wrapping up Sterling's arm, Sterling thanked him and asked to be left alone. He stood almost stumbling slightly but managing to steady himself. The other Mon admired his determination.

"I need you to get them to a safe location right now.", He said in an authoritative voice.

"Yes sir, right away.", The dark elf obeyed as she was joined by the Lizardman and the two human Mon agents.

"S-Sterling, what's happening?", Mirabelle asked becoming even more worried.

" The situation has taken a drastic turn and now it's become too dangerous for either of you.", He answered plainly as he tried to move past them.

"B-But dear is going to Ok right?", Mirabelle inquired

"Yeah, we need some answers here.", Lyca added.

Before either of them got an answer, the dark elf, the lizardman and of the humans began pulling them away as Sterling walked by. Mirabelle and Lyca struggled to get out of their hold as they continued questioning Sterling who seemed to ignore them.

"It's alright, we have everything under control.", Said the dark elf attempting to calm them.

"That is deer shit and you know it!", Lyca spat as the Lizardman continued to box her in. The dark elf seemed unfazed by her comment but went silent.

Mirabelle turned around with pleading, teary eyes, "STERLING, please just tell me. Is Caleb's life still in danger?!". The Mon agents stopped moving, even Lyca was surprised by her outburst. Sterling stood silent for a few seconds.

"Mirabelle, we'll do all we can.", He said before walking again. Mirabelle stared at him in uttered shock at his superficial answer. Lyca clutched her fists emitting a low growl; she had reached the end of her patience.

Before anyone could react, Lyca shoved the Lizardman away making a squatting motion and lunged herself upwards flying overhead before landing in front of Sterling with enough force to crack to concrete. Mirabelle and the Mon agents gazed in astonishment by the feat as Lyca through her arms up blocking Sterling's path glaring at him intensely. Sterling stared at her dismissively without a hint a being intimidated.

"Lyca, kindly step aside.", Sterling stated never unflinchingly.

"Not until you tell us the truth! What did you mean by drastic turn?", Lyca growled

Sterling stared at her then turned around to see the Mon agents allowing Mirabelle space to come closer. She her pleading purple eyes still glowing as the tear dried. He noticed how behind them was something else. Conviction?

He let out a deep sigh, "It's possible is now being hunted by a group of criminals called the Malone Family; a syndicate made up of the American Mafia members and Vore V Zakone black market traders. They've been operating across South East and Central U.S. and have been slowly bringing their activity to Alabama. We still haven't been able to find a reliable lead to their trade channels. ", Sterling paused for a second mulling over something.

"What does that have to do with-", Mirabelle started but Sterling continued.

"They're known to be extremely vicious even more so than their sister group in the Northeast. Witnesses, borrowers, and even other dealers have all killed or worse in very brutal fashions. There's even cases of them attacking host families and selling liminal on the black market. What's more, there's even speculation that liminal are involved in their crimes as we've found people with all manner teeth and claw marks on their mangled or dismembered bodies. ", he finished sullenly.

Mirabelle and Lyca were horrified beyond belief; both unable process anything but the image of their host butchered in cold blood.

" Is that what you wanted to hear? If not, I'm sorry but that's the situation we're in.", Sterling said with a hint of remorse.

Mirabelle entire body shook as she converted her mouth and questioned under her breath, "Why? Why is this happening? Why?"

Lyca clutched her fists shaking with fear and anger.

The officer from before returned.

"Agent Sterling, we have a problem?", he stated causing Sterling and everyone else to stare at him inquisitively.

"Patrol found a body of an elderly man in a highway ditch just 1 mile from here. The emergency vehicles have the section blocked off and will take a half hour before our cars can move out."

Sterling and the others couldn't believe what they were hearing.

"No, nonono, that's way too long. Every second we're here, the victim and the hostages are in more danger.", Sterling stated feeling the situation.

" We're sorry sir, we're moving as quickly as we can.", he stated a bit nervous at the growling werewolf.

Sterling pinched the bridge of his nose in irritation before Lyca exploded.

"AHHHHH! This is ridiculous! Screw it, I'm done waiting around.", Lyca shouted startling everyone before leaping on top of the ambulance sniff the air for the faintest trail of Caleb's scent. She found it.

"Lyca! Get down from there now!", Sterling commanded as Mon agents kept their eyes on her. The dark elf pulls out a sidearm with tranquilizers ready on his command.

"No! If you guys can't make it to chief in time, I'm going myself. I have his scent trail and way faster than your dumb cars!", She shot back.

"Listen wolf girl, If you even THINK about going on your own you WILL be charged breaking U.S. Exchange laws and face deportation.", The Lizardman stated as Mirabelle froze in despair at the idea of losing Lyca.

"Don't you get it?! I DON'T CARE WHAT HAPPENS TO ME! I CARE ABOUT CALEB!", Lyca shouted as her eyes became a little watery. She then exhaled slowly calming herself a bit, "Please, I'll be fine just keep Mirabelle safe."

Mirabelle's eyes widened at her last statement before Lyca leapt off the ambulance landing in the street before taking off down the dark road full speed on all fours.

The Lizardman stared at the spot Lyca once stood both stunned and admiring her resolve. He grinned and said, "Wow, that girl has got moxie!"

Sterling angrily moved in from of him, "That GIRL has got undiagnosed attention deficit hyperactive disorder! Now please have your squad go after her!"

"Understood sir. Come here, you.", The elf girl said as she grabbed the Lizardman by the ear tugging him away as he yelped in pain all while the other two agents guided Mirabelle to come with them.

Mirabelle held her arms dejectedly. She wanted to go with Lyca to rescue Caleb. She did with all her heart. But her body...it just wouldn't move. All she could do was follow the Mon agents said. She felt helpless. Useless. It hurt her to the core

Sterling hung his head in fatigue attempting to massage a forming migraine, "God...fucking dammit."

*******Motel*********

Caleb sat at the open back doors of the van dangling his feet lazily over the edge. He looked up to the night sky listening to the sound of crickets chirping in the distance then down to the phone in his hand. It had been 5 minutes since he called 911 and gave him their location. Though it surprises him a little too hear from the person on another end say he's labled as a missing person. It made him feel better knowing help would be on the way. They just needed to wait a little longer.

The van floor had all the remaining clothing from the boxes piled into a makeshift bedding. He scrolled through fast bastard's phone plaintively eating the rest of his burger. He found a lot of odd phone numbers and contacts. Also, a lot of pictures ranging from ordinary internet memes and some more... disturbing one's of liminal girls of various species in suggestive poses and outfits. He finished his meal, discarding the box and paper somewhere in the front seats then decided to put the phone down for a while in sleep mode. It was at 45% so he needed to conserve power.

He pulled in his legs preparing to close the door. Not like he was going to sleep, the head injury from earlier would put him in a coma. His thoughts drifted to Mirabelle and Lyca and how if they were ok, especially Mirabelle, he really hated to make her worry so much. He remorsefully sighed and reached for the door, he heard a sound. Footsteps, like someone was slowly creeping up around the van. Now, any rational person would simply call out to them for a response, but tonight's events have made Caleb a bit paranoid, so his instinct told him to reach for the sidearm underneath the maid dress.

He gulped while his trembling fingers fingers hovered over the firearm.

"Señor Caleb?", came the voice of Camilla before peeking her head over one of the doors. Caleb exhaled slowly pushing the gun back and covering it up.

"Oh, Camilla, it's you. What's up? Are the girls ok?", Caleb uttered slightly embarrassed by his paranoia.

"No, they are fine. I just wanted to see if were really going resign to sleeping like la persona sin hogar (a homeless person), She smiled before noticing the pile of clothes spread out over the van, "It seems I wasn't far off."

"Yeah well, do watcha gotta do. I've slept on couches way less comfortable than this.", He replied

"You know, you could've slept in the same room as us. You bought them after all", she noted

"True, but I wanted to give you guys space. You all likely been through a lot from how you all reacted towards me and I didn't want to cause you guys anymore stress.", Caleb explained warranting a surprise stare from Camilla. He was really that considerate towards them? She thought.

Caleb suddenly realized, "Hey, do you still have the card keys? What if one of girls gets locked out?"

"It's fine. I gave one to Heidi for her group's room and another to Scarlet for hers. They're young but pretty responsible.", Camilla said sitting down next to him. He scooted back allowing her more space. They both sat leaning their back on opposite ends of the van walls; Camilla limply dangled her right leg off the edge of the door.

"Yeah...", Caleb trailed, "is she going to be ok? Scarlett, I mean."

Camilla paused for a moment, "I cannot pretend I know the answer to that señor. She has...suffered. That man used her like his personal toy.", She finished distastefully scowling at the meer thought of it.

"Hmph, well now I wish I did kill him.", Caleb stated bitterly surprising Camilla, "Or at least slammed a brick hard into his crotch"

Camilla was wide-eyed at his comment before clearing her throat, "You...are a strange man."

"I get that a lot", Caleb shrugged half-heartedly before saying, "The other girls seem to really respect you a lot."

"Jes, we've been together so long they just started seeing me as an older sister figure. Personally, I've never been able to see it.", she grinned slightly.

"How long have you guys been together?", Caleb inquired.

Her smiled faded into a somber expression as Caleb started to wish he'd kept his mouth shut, "I'm not sure. Weeks, months even? The days seemed to blur together. After I was captured by traffickers in mi Tierra natal (my homeland), I was sold to a dealer across the border and eventually passed along to here. We've been moved around so much I stopped keeping track of how long it's been."

"You were captured? How?", Caleb asked

"Well... actually my...ex-husband sold me to them. I was of no use to him, so he threw me out for someone else.", Camilla spoke coldly.

"What?! Why the hell did he do that?!"

Camilla went silent for a second, "because...because I couldn't bare him any children. I failed him three times since I was with him."

Caleb listened to her, his gut wrenching at what he was hearing. He saw her extremely hurt expression and simply nodded in understanding. She frowned bitterly and continued.

"There were originally more of us ju know. I've seen mi amigos ripped away, abused, humiliated, and sold as sex slaves. Others like Heidi and Hana that joined la intercambiar programa (the exchange program) had their rights sold by the very hosts assigned to ensure their safety. The human men we've met have hurt us in ways you could only imagine. Over time we learned that the only ones we could trust, were each other.", She finished pulling her knees into her chest sullenly. Caleb's heart sank when he noticed she looked just like how she was when they were trapped in the warehouse cages. Now that he thought about, she kind of reminded him of Mirabelle.

"I-I'm so sorry. Camilla...", Caleb said a bit hesitant unsure of what to say to make her feel better.

His heart sank to an abyss when she looked at him with bright red saddened eyes, "Tell me, why do humans hate succubi so much? You see us as just dangerous creatures of hell deserving of scorn and ridicule. Worthless beings that contribute nothing but pain and frustration. To your kind, our only good talent is being tools for pleasure. We may be mischievous deviants but that is in our nature, like araña(spider) spinning web or pajaro(bird) building nest. Some of us may have extremely powerful magic but we rarely use it to harm or kill someone. And jes, there are members of our people that steal life energy but that's only because...well...", She trailed off somewhat embarrassed to say as Caleb got up and sat next to her, "All that considered, we are still people.2 Right?"

"Camilla, humans will always have preconceived notions about other people. For succubi, I'm sure that hatred stems from religious beliefs teaching that devils and demons are never to be trusted and to be driven out by any means.", Caleb said

"Jes, I am aware señor. I've been around long enough to know that.", She spoke sadly

"But, don't lose out just yet. Things change. There are plenty of humans who accept devils. Heck, both species are alike in some ways. We're both mischievous pranksters at times, we both have a lot of negative stigmas attached to our species, and I'm not making you feel better, aren't I?", He finished unenthusiastically.

"Not much señor.", Camilla said plainly.

"I guess I'm just trying to say...it takes trust to do away with hatred. You just have to be willing do so.", Caleb said.

"I've trusted plenty in the past señor and have been hurt terribly; by humans and incubi alike. Besides, I haven't met any humans willing to put faith in me or any other devil", Camilla stated bitterly.

"Well... I trust you and to prove it I have a little surprise.", Caleb said causing Camilla to raise an eyebrow. He crawled over to the van and uncovered a small hatch in the floor he discovered not long ago and pulled out a small pair of bolt cutters.

Camilla cocked her head in confusion, "bolt cutters señor?"

"Yep, gonna remove that collar of yours and restore your magic power or whatever. You know, just to help you get back most of your independence.", Caleb stated, "Now turn around please."

Camilla grinned at him sadly, "That's a...nice gesture Señor Caleb but, as much as I hate to admit, these collars are imbued with powerful angel magic that even a high level demon like myself cannot break. I doubt a simple tool like that will do anything. Plus, you humans have such poor resistance to magic, I don't want you to get hurt if it rebounds against you and tears your mind apart."

"Come on", Caleb said crouching beside her, "Never know until you try. I'm pretty tough."

Camilla gave him another look before reluctantly turning her back to him folding down hers wings to get better view of her neck, "I-If your body feels weird at all, please step away. Ok seño-"

Before she could finish her sentence, she heard a snapping sound followed something small and hard land on the van floor. Her eyes widened when she realized it was the tiny lock holding the links to her collar. Following that, she felt the collar unhook from around her neck and fall to the ground in front of her feet as the glowing ruins faded away. She stared dumbfounded at the object. She looked at her hands immediately seeing and feeling her magical energy flow through her. The wound on her wing, the cuts on her body, and the bullet wound had begun repairing themselves through her healing factor. She touched her neck which had a slightly darkened mark left behind and felt. free. Even her full strength was starting to return.

"Heh, guess angel magic's no match for Home Depot?", Caleb stated impetuously.

Camilla was still processing what happened but came out with, "S-señor, how...how did you do that? Didn't the magic affect you at all?!"

"Not really, I felt a little tingly when I pulled the collar loose after snipping the lock. Other than that, fine.", Caleb said with an honest grin. Camilla turned to face him, utterly baffled by his statement. How was this human so resistant to a potential and concentrated form of magic?! What kind of mental fortitude does he have?!

It was then Camilla thought she saw something glow under Caleb's shirt near his chest then quickly fade. She shook her head and it was gone, must've been her imagination.

"So how do you feel? ", Caleb inquired

Camilla stepped out of the van unfolding her wings and stood near the entrance. Her tail swayed slightly as she closed her eyes and concentrated. Caleb watched in amazement as her entire body from horn to tail was enveloped in a glowing bluish-black aura. She then began to levitate a few inches off the ground as her formerly dim red eyes shined brightly. Her feet touched back to the ground as the aura around her slowly dissipated. She looked at her hands before clenched them firmly and smiled in satisfaction. She began chuckle to herself somewhat unsettlingly.

"Have...have your powers returned?", Caleb asked stepping out of the van approaching her cautiously. She turned to him with a very fittingly devilish smile.

"Not fully señor my magic was sealed for a very long time, but it won't be long before I am at my peak! I can already feel my mana flowing like la corriente Más Grande(the largest stream). I just...I just feel muy fantastica right now! Oh gracias, muchas gracias señor Caleb!", Camilla stated before wrapping Caleb in a tight hug easily lifting him off the ground.

"Ack... y-your welcome...now...please you're...gonna break my spine", Caleb strained as she squeezed him. Camilla broke from her elation and looked down at the human whom she was pressing firmly in between her large breasts. Her heart stopped as her face burned in embarrassment before unceremoniously releasing him causing him to fall on his rear.

"Ah! L-lo siento señor. I... don't know where that came from!", Camilla stammered

"It's cool, you're just really happy. Happens to everyone.", Caleb sat up rubbing his posterior as the blush on his cheek faded, "So, whaddya say we take those collars off the others?", He finished stuffing the bolt cutters down his pocket.

Camilla gave him a surprised, "J-Ju would really do that? You aren't afraid we may attack you once we're free?"

"Nah, why would I be? I said that I trust you and I trust them too. If any of you really wanted to hurt me you would've done so by, now right?", Caleb said as Camilla gave him a small smile, "Come on, let's go."

Camilla walked beside Caleb passed the front entrance to the rooms around back. She continued glancing at him with a small grin and a light blush. They rounded the corner passing large green garbage container until the rooms were in sight. As they continued, Camilla couldn't explain it, but she felt a bit uneasy walking through the dimly area. It felt like they were being watched by someone or something. The surroundings were quiet. Way too quiet for comfort. She focused her sense of hearing to the rooms the devil girls were in. They were quiet. The lights were still on so there's no way they were all asleep. Many of them seemed livelier before she left anyway.

Camilla watched as Caleb approached the 1205 door and knocked on it.

"Hey, girls it's me. I have a surprise for you guys. It involves the removal of certain irritating object on your necks.", Caleb called from outside. Camilla continued to watch when she noticed a shadowy silhouette moving on the roof above their and froze in shock when a pair of fiery eyes met her's.

"Oh, that would be your head then.", snarled a very sadistic voice as the door of the room opened. Instead of one of the devils, Caleb and Camilla's eyes widened in absolute terror as a large female wolf-like liminal with fire pouring from its eyes wearing a silver collar. She stepped out with a wicked grin brandishing her large red and black claws. Caleb stepped backwards hastily as he tripped and fell on his butt. He looked above him as a black blur soared above him before landing behind him and Camilla baring its claws and fangs menacingly and emitting a low growl. Camilla turned sideways with her wing unfolded eying them in a defensive stance. Camilla turned to silver collar and her blood run cold at what she saw.

"S-señor Caleb, the others.", Camilla spoke. Caleb looked passed the creature in front of him at another wolf-like creature inside the room and the girls cowering in fear bunched together on the floor. It held Heidi in a choke hold as the latter squirmed to get free to no effect before throwing her hard against the floor.

The 1207 door opened and out stepped yet another large wolf liminal. This one with a ''X" scar on its stomach held Sharon by the neck effortlessly as she kicked and jutted to free herself. Caleb tried desperately to process what was happening and why. Suddenly the silver collar one bent down staring at him like he was the juiciest steak in the world.

"W-W-Who are you!? W-What are you?", Caleb stuttered fearfully.

"Name's Chrolla, and I will be your predator this evening...Ugh I've been around those Malones too long!", She snarled is disgust.

Caleb finally noticed their overall appearance and his eyes widened in realization that he's seen images of their species online, "Y-you guys are hellhounds!"

"Ding ding ding ding ding, somebody give this man a cookie.", The hellhounds that was behind them jeered.

Caleb was horrified to see Sharon continued struggle gasping for air as the belly scarred hellhounds gave a satisfied chuckle.

"Release her right now perros sucio( filthy dog)!", Camilla shouted.

Chrolla snorted, "Why should you care? It was her scent that led us here."

Camilla and Caleb were confused for a moment before the scarred hound stated, "Speaking of she smells pretty good. Hey sis, mind if I take first bite? Never had devil meat."

"Eh, why not? They aren't gonna miss one.", Chrolla stated nonchalantly. Scar smiled widely brandishing her claws ready to strike at Sharon's head. Caleb got up quickly and Camilla was ready to lunge at him full force, that is until Scarlett ran out screaming with a chair and slamming it as hard as she could into Scar's back. It broke into apart from force leaving the legs and seat on the ground. Scar groaned and lurched forward in pain dropping Sharon. Sharon coughed uncontrollably holding her chest as Scar turned to Scarlett with a vengeful scowl. Scarlett tried striking again but Scar caught the remnants of the chair snatching and tossing it away then smashing her fist hard into Scarlett stomach. She held her stomach in agony as he legs trembled before falling to her knees coughing blood.

"I changed my mind. This one looks much tastier.", Scar licked her lip showing her large fangs raising her claws ready to look off Scarlett head. Before could step forward, the other hellhound jumped in front of her snarling and swiping at her face; which Camilla skillfully dodged.

Caleb, having calmed a bit, stated, "STOP! Leave them alone! Please just tell us what you want!"

Chrolla stepped in front of Caleb towering over him by a whole foot and a half, "Ain't it obviously by now little man, we're out hunting, and you in particular just happen to be our prey."

"Y-you're after me? Why?", Caleb inquired nervously.

"Some guys we know said you stole from them and that you might be a tasty treat. Now we're not inclined to follow nobody's orders, but they said they wanted the devils here alive. For what? Don't know don't care?", Cholla finished with a sadistic chuckle.

Camilla listened growing more and more anxious. Her magic still hasn't fully recovered so she can't use any spells but her superhuman strength, speed, and healing should give her a fair chance.

"Please listen you don't have to do this. You said yourself you don't take orders, so how about you let them all go?", Caleb paused and inhaled, "and... you can take me."

Camilla's eyes widened at his declaration. The other devils heard it and we're shocked at his selflessness.

"Heh, you got guts little man.", Chrolla said before grabbing Caleb by the neck lifting him up as her flailed in a vain attempt at freedom, "too bad I'm gonna rip'em outta ya. AND take them back...well most of them. We may want seconds."

"No!", Camilla stated trying to rush to Caleb but was stopped by the hellhound whose fiery eyes glared at her with killing intent. Upon closer inspection, the hound's eyes were different colors; one reddish-orange one grey (Let's call her 'Hetochrom'). Hana, Heidi and the other succubi looked on in sheer horror.

Caleb continued struggling to pry himself from her iron grip as she pulled his face closer to hers. The murderous intent coupled with the delighted grin sending a chill down his spine. Caleb glanced at her large metal collar.

"Hehehe, your face is kinda cute.", She spoke vindictively as Caleb slowly reached into his pocket for the taizer, "I can eat you up.", she said open her drooling mouth wide showing her large canine teeth.

Caleb turned it up to full voltage and said, "Eat this ya fuckin bitch.", before jabbing into the metal collar sending out electrical sparks as Chrolla hollered in intense pain. She released Caleb as she fell to her back convulsing. Caleb fell hard on his butt.

The other hounds glared in shock(ha!). The one holding turned around with a confused expression watching her leaders body twitch wildly.

Scar emitting a vicious snarl before lunging at Caleb, "What did you do to my sister you bastard?!"

Camilla performed a spinning motion using her wings for extra momentum and smacked Hetochrom away with her wing. Scar leapt above Caleb ready to rip into him as the latter put up their arms defensively, but Camilla lunged into Scar knocking him away with a roundhouse kick. Scar was sent flying through the window of the 1205 room followed by the startling screams of the devils in it.

The hellhound that was guarding them stared at her comrade in the pile broken glass and curtains. Her focus then went to the sight of Camilla sprinting to her with her wings tucked in. She instinctively guarded herself as Camilla delivered a devastated flying kick knocking her into the bathroom sink destroying the mirror. The hound shook off the trauma baring her fangs to lung at Camilla but was met in the face by the large Toshiba television Camilla threw smashed into her.

Camilla turned to the devil twins, Heidi, and Sylvia who were shaking fearfully, "Vaminos amigos! Now! NOW!". The girls snapped out their shock and ran out of the room. Camilla gave a few more looks to the two incapacitated hellhounds that were both starting to come to. As she turned around, a pair of large black paws grabbed her shoulders and forcefully threw her into the wall. The hound pounced on Camilla; snarling, barking, and clawing her right arm, wings, and legs eliciting pained screams from Camilla. It bit and nashed at Camilla's neck, but she held the agape sharp fangs away from her with her undamaged arm. Her strength was beginning to wain as the fangs got close enough that scalding saliva dripped on her neck. Camilla felt around with her arm that started regenerating for any blunt object. Her hand landed on the large heavy bible, she grabbed it, and smacked the hound as hard as she could across the face before thrusting the good book in its mouth causing it yelp like an injured pup. It gagged on it for a second before Camilla delivered a fierce uppercut to the hound's jaw knocking the hound onto the table breaking it in half. Camilla panted heavily as her wounds began repairing themselves. She heard glass crackling and turn to see Scar slowly getting up emitting a low growl as the bits of glass that hadn't pierced her skin fell off. She pulled the curtain off her head and glared at Camilla.

"Grrrghh, you...damn c-", was all the hound could say before a lamp smashed into her head knocking her out again. Caleb stood over her as his hands trembled breathing erratically.

He turned to Camilla who was panting as sharply as him, "The others are outside, let's move!"

Camilla and they jumped through the former window hole passing Chrolla who began stirring out of unconsciousness. Hana, the twins, Julia, and Sylvia were trying to calm a hysterical Heidi muttering incompressible German while Jocelyn and Sharon were helping Scarlett to walk. She coughed up a little blood nearly stumbling.

Caleb ran up to the group with Camilla at his side, "We have to go! They won't stay down for long!"

The group finally noticed the pair and obeyed without a second thought; following Caleb around the corner to the front entrance.

"Where are we going?!", Sharon stated trying not to lose hold of Scarlett.

"Away from here!", Caleb quickly answered.

"But Scarlett's really hurt! I don't think she keep right now.", Julia said as Scarlett's breathing became more ragged.

Caleb grunted and rushed to them, "Give her to me!", he said squatting down lowering his back. They carefully placed her on his back. Her red hair dangled over his shoulder and her wings and tail hung limply. He readjusted her a little higher supporting her more firmly.

They pressed forward towards the entrance with Caleb and Camilla leading the group. They were just about the turn to the entrance doors before Caleb stopped in his tracks to the surprise of Camilla and the others. His eyes widened in horror at two black cars parked near the van and the men stepping out of them.

"Go back. Go back!", He stated backing up then turning around passing them. Camilla and the other devils were horrified to see Wick and his men. A few of them carried pump action shotguns. Heidi and Julia were about to scream but Camilla quickly smothered their faces in her large wings pulling them back behind the wall. They all ran to the back only to be stopped by Caleb again before they noticed two of the hellhounds helping Scar and Chrolla picking herself up from the ground shaking herself out of her trauma and emitting a deep growl.

The group was caught in a pincer move. Hellhounds on one side Mafia on the other. Camilla couldn't fight them all off at once her magic still needed a bit more time to recharge. They all muttered and exchanged glances fearfully.

"W-What do we do? Camilla-sama? Caleb-kun?", Hana whispered tears forming in her eyes.

Camilla and Caleb exchanged uncertain glances. Scarlett coughed in Caleb's ear making him flinch. In the process, he looked up at the roof edge just 10 feet above them. A lightbulb went off in his head.

"The roof!", He stated causing everyone to go silent, "Camilla the roof!"

Camilla grinned understandingly, "Si, Señor"

The last of the hellhounds joined the group as they sniffed catching the scent of their prey, ready to continue the hunt.

Wick and two of his men (Andy and one of the burly guys) approached the counter where the Middle Eastern man was having his third bottle of five-hour energy. And and burly guy stood behind him at his sides.

"Excuse me Mr... uh", Wick trailed noticing the man wore no name tag.

"My name is Moazaam, but call me ''Mo'", the man said

"Alright Mo, did a man named Caleb Bessle check in? Probably with some... company.", Wick

"I'm sorry it's against policy. I can't tell you something like that man.", Mo said.

"It's really important though. We have important business with him, please.", Wick pleaded almost genuinely.

Mo shook his head, " I am sorry"

Wick placed his elbows on the counter meeting him at eye level, "look, I understand, you're just following company protocol and afraid you'll get in trouble. But you must also understand, how important this is for us. I ask one last time, please."

Mo shook his head again, "I'm sorry, I wish I could help but I can't."

Wick nodded stepping away from the counter and said, "Ok", before snapping his fingers. Andy and Burly guy grabbed the man lifting him over the desk slamming him into the floor. They proceeded to deliver several stomps and kicks to her stomach and chest while the man screamed. Wick snapped again, and they ceased their pummeling and lifted the man on the counter as he groaned in pain. They pinned him down as Wick approached them taking out his P30L. He leaned in and pressed the barrel underneath Mo's chin as he gasped and coughed.

"Now, and answer honestly, did he check in or not?", Wick spoke in a menacing tone pressing the barrel harder into his neck.

Mo strained under the pressure. He was about to say something but a loud this sound above them caught their attention. It was followed by multiple other loud thuds each one louder or softer than the other. Wick and his men looked up in confusion as little bits of the ceiling started raining down. Wick released the man and anxiously bounded towards the door.

"Come on.", He stated plainly as Burly guy and Andy released the Arabic man. Mo slid down to the floor holding his chest and breathing heavily trying to compose himself. When he was settled enough he went around his desk and pressed the speed dial on his phone for 911 then reached for a shotgun inside an aluminum case.

"Ok, your next Julia", Caleb said as the greater devil nodded. She went up to Camilla and raised her arms enough for her to get her palms under Julia's armpits.

"Ready?", Camilla said, and Julia nodded, "Uno, Dos, Tres, despegue(lift-off)!"

At the last word, Julia was propelled upwards. When she was a several feet above the roof, she looked down to her awaiting comrades, unfolded her wings, and glided downwards landing on the roof surface with a 'thud'. The other succubi embraced her before looking down to Caleb, Scarlett and Camilla.

Caleb saw that Scarlett was still in bad shape then turned to Camilla and said, "You take her first."

Camilla nodded and removed Scarlett from his back taking the girl in her arms bridal style the squatting in a jumping position. She sprung into the air like a rocket easily clearing the roof then unfolding her wings gliding down to the awaiting succubi. Sharon and Sylvia took Scarlett from Camilla supporting her on their shoulders. Camilla turned and looked down to Caleb who smiled widely giving her two thumbs up in praise.

"Alright, now get m-", Caleb started only to be interrupted by a bone-chilling growl. He turned his head shakily at the burning demonic eyes of the hellhounds crouched on all fours ready to lunge at him, "Crap baskets.", He said weakly.

The hound lunged at him as he covered his face protectively expecting it shit ton of pain but instead hear a loud yelping of a dog. Next thing he knew, Camilla had swept him up bridal style and leapt up to the roof with him still in her arms. He quickly realized they were all in the center of the building's roof. The canopy was only about ten steps away.

"Are you alright señor?!", Camilla asked with a very worried expression.

"Yeah, thanks, now let's keep going!", Caleb said climbing out her arms noticing the other devils surrounding Scarlett's body with Sylvia and Sharon tending to her.

Sylvia looked at him with fear in the eyes and said, "Scarlett's hurt really bad Mr. Caleb. I think that hit broke a few of her ribs. Her lungs are filling with blood!"

Camilla look over to the injured Scarlett sorrowfully before Caleb approached Scarlett's body kneeling behind her head.

"Both of you, sit her up.", Caleb commanded and they both slowly lifted her upper body warranting pained whimpers from Scarlett then taking out the pair of bolt cutters. The other succubi gave him confused looks except for Camilla who immediately understood.

"W-what are you going to do?!," Sharon inquired.

"I'm going to remove her collar and restore her healing factor!", Caleb explained followed by an audible ''snap".

The other succubi gave him dumfounded looks before Hana spoke candidly "Hey, now that I think about it, Camilla's collar is gone.".

An audible clunk sound got their attention and their eyes widened at Scarlett's collar lying on the shingles and Caleb shaking off the tingling sensation. Before they could inquire further, four loud crashes accompanied by a powerful tremor that shook the roofs foundation loosening a bunch of the shingles. Caleb and the girls wore terrified expressions at the four hellhounds perched on all four ready to attack. The shingles and paneling where the stood had been terribly damaged by the impact. How they didn't fall through was a mystery. Camilla stood between them and the hounds. Her large wings spread outwards, tail swaying, and her bluish-black aura enshrouding her entire body. The girls emitted panicked screams as they ran past Caleb to a safer area. One of the succubi (Heidi) bumped Caleb making him stumble to keep his footing on the loose tiles and he dropped the bolt cutters. He watched in despair as they slid down and fell off the edge before picking up Scarlett and moving her out of harm's way. He then heard someone shout, 'Ow!", and looked around to where it came from.

"Ow! What the hell?!", Andy shouted holding the top of his head. He picked up the object that caused his pain as Mark walked to his side.

"Are those...bolt cutters?", Mark asked.

Wick walked past them looking up to the roof suspiciously, "Forget about that, that sound just now. I'm sure it's the sound of trapped rats."

One of the gangsters approached Wick, "I could see them from out near parking lot, looks like that guy and those devils are all up there. The hounds have them cornered."

"Good get me a ladder", Wick ordered, and the gangster left only to be stopped by the Arabic man holding a shot gun.

"Drop your guns now and get on the-", was all Mo could say before a shell from one of the burly guys pump actions blew his chest to smithereens; sending his lifeless body flying into the wall.

Andy and Mark stood speechless.

Wick cleared his throat, "As I was saying, find a ladder!"

'The hell?!', Caleb thought feeling his body jump from the sound of the gunshot. Camilla's and the hellhound named Chrolla glared at each other. Her shimmering red demonic eyes locked with hound's fiery demonic eyes. She and her pack mates emitted deep growls as they closed in on Camilla.

"Huh, you can use magic?", Chrolla said slightly confused.

Camilla wordlessly never broke eye contact with Chrolla.

"Looks like she got that collar of hers off. The rest still got theirs on though.", Scar added grinning widely.

Chrolla chuckled venomously, " Whatever, it just makes this hunt more fun. It's not like she can do too much by herself anyway."

Camilla clutched her fist in irritation at the hound's words. The had some truth to them. Her mana was still not fully replenished. She needed more time. By her estimate, she could use 5 or 6 weak spells. Any stronger ones would deplete her mana faster making her become fatigued to the point of collapse. They'd be sitting ducks caught between the armed criminals below and the hungry mutts in front of them. Beads of sweat started to build on her forehead as the hounds slowly advanced on her. She took a step back and they smiled in satisfaction. They think she's going to retreat, she thought. She looked over her shoulder at the devil girls and Caleb finding the resolve to defend them to the end. Raising her arms, two large blue and black circular magic seals appeared in front of her palms, each with odd symbols on them, and took a defensive stance.

"Ju will not pass this line!", Camilla stated resolutely.

"Sure, about that?!", Chrolla stated as she lunged at Camilla with her pack following suit. Camilla spread her arms to fire at both sides. Caleb and a few of devil girls couldn't take their eyes while the rest averted their gaze in fear of the outcome.

Instead of the sound of flesh tearing and explosions, the area was filled with the pained wails of, not only the succubi, but the hellhounds as well. The hellhounds collapsed holding their ears and Camilla was on her knees holding her own ears also wailing. Caleb turned to see each of the devil girls on their knees or backs rocking holding their ears in complete agony. It was like Jimmy Buffet concert. Caleb was very confused at what was wrong with everyone. The wailing suddenly stopped and was replaced by exhausted sighs of relief.

"Huh, this works on devils too.", came the voice of Wick. Caleb turned to see Wick standing on the roof's canopy (about 30 feet to their left) examining a kind of whistle and holding his P30L. Beside him were three men; one holding a pump action shotgun and two with small semiautomatic pistols. Caleb noticed below them were two men holding a ladder as another climbed up to join Wick. Caleb recognized one of the men with him as the one he knocked and dumped in the trench. He felt his blood run cold when he locked eyes with Wick.

Wick started to walk towards them with his subordinates in tow as the other devils, now recovered from the ordeal, stared in complete terror. Camilla noticed him as well and felt her rage reach new heights. Wick glanced towards her with a smirk and she felt the urge to vomit.

"My, my, our runaways are cornered. I would make fiddler on the roof joke, but I feel it would be in bad taste.", Wick spoke twisting his gun playfully.

"HEY ASSHOLE! WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?!", Chrolla shouted still rubbing her ears as her pack mates gave the man hateful looks.

"I distinctly remember that you WEREN'T to attack the devils JUST the human. And you were supposed to call if you found them!", Wick stated glaring at hounds.

Chrolla looked away dismissively waving her paw, "Eh, couldn't get a signal."

"...Right. So, you are the negro that stole my devils.", Wick said now focusing on Caleb.

Caleb gulped before saying, " L-look...I-"

"No, you LOOK!", Wick interrupted, " These things are now property of my family's organization. Do you know what we do with people who steal from our family? Lots of things, one of them being making them dog food."

The hellhounds chuckled maliciously some of the licking their bared teeth.

The other succubi wore terrified expressions too afraid to move a muscle. Caleb wanted to say something but choked on his words at Wick intimidating demeanor.

"Now, here's what is going to happen: I am going to take these devils and we will sell them all to the highest bidder. Then I'm going to cut your fucking head off and display it in a box. A glass boxes. All while the rest of your body is becoming hound shit.", Wick explained sardonically before he and his men stepped closer to the group.

Camilla stood in between them flaring up her aura intimidatingly. It worked, Wick and his men backed up in shock. Wick noticed her collar was gone.

"JU WILL NOT TOUCH A SINGLE ONE OF THEM!", Camilla yelled stretching her hand out threatening to fire a spell.

"H-holy shit she can use magic?!", Andy shouted, "How'd she gets the collar off"

Wick stepped in front of her hand surprising his men and Camilla.

"Go ahead just try it. Just know if you kill me, there's nobody to stop those hounds from ripping the others to shreds. Then you'd still have to contend with others in my group. They'll all die, but you'll still be here alone running with nowhere to go. What will it be...devil?", Wick finished in a dark tone that shook Camilla's resolve a bit so much her hand started to tremble.

Camilla thought on what he said and reluctantly backed up allowing her aura to dissipate and lowering her head in defeat.

" Good, it's better this way really. Out there, no one will you. Everywhere your people go you're cast out like the leper. At least your kind's talent for pleasure will give you some semblance of a decent life.", Wick spoke, "What other choice do you have?"

Camilla and many of the other succubi wore crestfallen expressions. Camilla's shoulders slumped as her wings and tail drooped and her head hung low. By some measure, they knew he was right. Everyone they had met had always treated them the same. Whatever moments of peace they had were immediately replaced with more sorrow and pain. Defeat had become as natural as magic usage for them.

"You're wrong!", Caleb stated. Wick, his subordinates, Camilla, the other devil; all their focus now on this one man.

Caleb inhaled before walking towards Camilla and Wick, " Who gave you or anyone else the right to decide their purpose and choices for them? Who gave you the proof that says they aren't accepted anywhere? Who told you that BECAUSE they're devils that you can treat them however you want? Well, whoever it was, they're their full of shit! These girls ARE accepted; by people who are willing to give them a chance or two. I've known for a short time, but I can tell all of them, from Camilla to Scarlett are sweet girls. They've just been hurt by dickheads like you! They are DEVILS, but humans have done far worse shit that they've ever done to us. So, what's that make us?", Caleb finished stopping between them.

Wick and Caleb glared at each other with Caleb wavering slightly from Wick's murderous gaze (and the fact he was holding a gun) but remained steadfast. Camilla stared at Caleb for what felt like decades her heart did somersaults in her chest. She never met a human so willing to not only trust them but defend their right to live how they want. She couldn't help but smile. The other devils stared in admiration at the young man. A few had tears form in their eyes. Even Scarlett sat up, having regained her healing factor, was overcome by a sense of relief.

"Are you done with your little hero speech?", Wick spoke cryptically. He then pointed his gun at Caleb and fired a round into his shoulder. Caleb shouted lurching slightly holding his wound as Camilla and the other devil's expressions now morphed to ones of shock, " Because I really hate those."

Caleb backed up holding his bleeding wound feeling the warm liquid spill through her fingers and gritted his teeth picking himself up. He signaled for Camilla to start moving backwards and she did. He wore an angry glare as he once again locked eyes with Wick and said threw his teeth, " You. Thought I was being a hero? Gimme a break, I'm not even a good person."

"Oh, really?", Wick inquired with fake interest stepping closer to Caleb.

"Yeah, because a good person...", Caleb said stopping in his tracks with he and Camilla now away from the canopy section of the roof. Wick smirked knowing they were trapped; failing to notice the loose shingles on the roof. He took another step forward and his foot slid sideways causing to lose his footing and fall on his side., "...would tell you tell you to watch your step!", Caleb finished.

Wick rolled down the roof grunting and yelling; dropping his P30L. He managed to catch hold of something before he fell off the edge. Two of his subordinates went to his aid and two burly guys approached Caleb and Camilla pumping their guns ready to fire. Camilla summoned a magic seal in her right hand and fired off a pulsing blue energy blast that spread over them like mist. They were stunned before became woozy falling over dropping their guns then tumbling down the roof to the concrete below. Caleb quickly picked up Wick's P30L.

They heard a loud shriek along with the snarls of the hounds. Caleb and Camilla turned around, their eyes widening in shock to see Chrolla and a smaller hound glaring at them brandishing their claws threateningly while behind them, Hetochrom was circling the girls rounding them up while Scar had one the twins pinned under her paws, fangs bared and ready to tear into the devil's neck.

"No please let her go!", The devil twins named Moka pleaded before Hetochrom barked and gnashed at her to stay in her place. She looked on in despair for her twin shaking her head.

"I don't think I have to explain this ultimatum to you.", Chrolla smirked before morphing to a vicious scowl, "Now put the gun down ya zap happy prick! And you cool that magic shit!"

Caleb slowly lowered himself never breaking eye contact with the hound. Chrolla watched him intently ready to lunge and tear him apart as soon as the gun lay flat on the roof. The gun was inches to the roof surface until...

"AHH, MY EYES! IT STINGS!", screamed Hetochrom as she stumbled back holding her face as she writhed on the ground. Caleb, Chrolla, and Camilla turned around in surprise at the scene before noticing something else even more shocking. Scarlett was standing, as the other devils around her gazed in awe, with a bright red aura swirling around her before dying down slightly. A reddish-orange magic seal was around her hand. Scar stared at her, jaw hanging open in disbelief as Scarlett glared with hateful eyes. Scar's expression morphed into a scowl before turning her attention back to the devil she had pinned under still squirming like the weakling it was.

With a deep snarl, Scar bared her fangs and lunged for the twin's face. In a swift dance-like motion, Scarlett swing her arm firing a small orb of energy surrounded by glowing red-black mist at the hound. The energy ball collided Scar before her fangs could even touch Moka's sister. The hellhound was sent flying off the roof howling in pain and landing on a nearby garbage container. Scarlett's suddenly faded, and she fell to one knee breathing heavily in exhaustion having overexerted her mana. The other devils rushed to her while Moka and her sister hugged each other crying in relief.

Chrolla was confused. Just how many of these devils could use their magic anyhow, she thought. No sooner the thought crossed her mind, it was replaced by a sudden intense pain in her back leg. She fell on one knee yelling from the pain. Camilla had done a swift kick to the large hound while she wasn't looking. Camilla then grabbed the hound by the ears as Chrolla yelped from the act and threw her off the roof with all her might. The other hellhound rushed Camilla but was stopped by Camilla's spell that caused a bluish-black ring of misty appear around its neck before being lifted off the ground. It kicked and flailed holding its throat gagging before being tossed off the roof with a wave of Camilla's hand.

Caleb watched the events unfold before him in disbelief. He made a mental note to NEVER piss off any devils if he survived this. He slowly stood up wincing from the bullet still in his shoulder. He looked up at Camilla who had her back turned to him and noticed her breathing becoming heavy. Those last few spells must've taken a bit out of her. Before Caleb could step forward, her felt something hard press up against the back of his head followed by a 'click' that he's disturbingly getting used to. Caleb sighed in exasperation raising his arm up with the P30L dangling limply off his thumb. Camilla heard this and spun around to see one of Wick's subordinates (Mark) pressing a pistol to the back of Caleb's head. She froze noticing Wick's cold expression.

Wick move over to Caleb's side, reached up and took back his gun. Caleb kept his arm raised

"You know, I'm getting tired of playing childish games boy", Wick spoke every word laced in venom as he walked around Caleb dragging his pistol head from his heart to his temple. He the then slammed the pistol's handle hard into the wounds on Caleb's shoulder.

"GAAGHHHH!", Caleb shouted falling to his knees holding his arm. Mark never took his sight from Caleb's head

Camilla pointed both of her hands forming two large magic seals at the men, "STOP! Leave him alone. Or I kill you both!"

Wick glared at her. Mark kept looking back and forth between the two uncertainly. Wick smirked amusedly before kicking Caleb hard in the stomach warranting strained grunts from him. Camilla clenched teeth furiously.

"Shame. I was going to have you as one of my pets. You probably would've been my favorite.", Wick ruminated before pointing it at Camilla's head, "But it looks like proved to be more trouble than you're worth. I wonder which is fast. Your Harry Potter horseshit or my bullets", Wick finished as he and Camilla had their own little Mexican standoff.

Before the two could reenact a Tarantino movie, sirens from MON Forces and Cullman county police could be heard approaching the area. Everyone gazed out at the motel driveway as two MON vans suddenly pulled into the driveway; followed by two Cullman county police cruisers. Caleb having recovered from the trauma, rose up with a sigh of relief. Because he had officially run out of idea at that point. Camilla and the other devils wore elated smiles knowing they were finally safe. Wick was in utter shock that HE, one of the best Boyviks (Russian mafia rank meaning 'warriors') in his organization-so good he's close to becoming a Brigadier (Russian Mafia rank meaning "Captain")-and was outwitted by a fat negro and 9 powerless demon freaks. It made his blood boil.

Wick performed a leg sweep on Camilla knocking her down. Camilla tried to get up to defend herself, but Wick was to quick and was already standing over her with a point blank shot to her skull. The other succubi gasped in horror. Wick pinned her by pressing his foot firmly to her wing and she yelped from the pain. Caleb was about to help her only to be met by the same gun barrel pressing to back of his head with another barrel pressing against his temple (by Andy).

Wick pulled back the trigger as Camilla stared down the empty black hole on the barrel.

"Like I said, more trouble than you're WORTH!", Wick finished as his finger squeezed the trigger and Camilla shut her eyes accepting her fate. Caleb stared in utter helplessness.

Before Wick could end the devil woman's life, a dark blue and yellow blur swooped past him. He looked down in confusion at his empty palm that once held his gun.

Andy and Mark gave confused looks before the same blur swooped past them and their guns were gone.

"~Ha-ha looking for something boys~", came a high-pitched voice

Everyone looks above them to see woman soaring above them wear dark blue and yellow MON armor. Her dark blue fur covered her long three legs and large bat ears and wings. She wore a blindfold, likely to rely more on her natural sonar. A werebat!

At this point, the entire parking was crawling with police and MON agents. A few guests that were staying heard all the commotion and we're outside as well.

Wick, Caleb and the others looked down more police cars and vans joined the fray.

"We have you surrounded! Get down with your hands spread flat on the ground!", An officer announced.

Andy and Mark looked at each other and decided they were out of their league and pushed Caleb attempting to make a run for it down the other side of the roof. They were immediately tackled and pinned each with a large claw on their heads. The werebat bent down at her waste grinning at them maliciously and said, "You heard'em loves. Down and the ground hands spread flat. So spread'em!", The two immediately obeyed.

Below them, MON units were dealing with the hellhounds and police had just apprehended more of Wick's men. Four men lay on the ground in handcuffs with two of them (the burly guy) apparently coming out of a hallucinogenic state and sustained minor injuries. MON units were having a much harder time. Monochrome and the other hound (I couldn't think of a name) were fleeing the motel grounds, knocking people out of their way and evading capture. Eventually they were surrounded and swarmed by agents. They fought hard injuring a few units before finally being subdued by a very tall and muscular MON agent in heavy armor and a single horn sticking from her forehead. An ogre. The two hounds were pinned before being placed in high-grade carbon fiber restraints. Chrolla and Scar managed to evade capture running into the nearby wooded area and Mon units quickly went after them.

Wick grit his teeth angrily before looking down at his palm remembering his lifeline. He swiftly stomped Camilla's stomach before running to the roof edge and jumped. He landed on the nearby trash container and climbed down stumbling from the impact. He limped his way to the corner towards the back of the motel and clenched his fist.

"FANTINA!", He yelled to the top of his lungs. The palm of his van suddenly began to glow with goat symbol before the space near the middle of the area began to distort. A large glowing crack appeared before Wick.

"Heyo, things going ok? I'mma take a wild guess and say no", said the voice of Fantina

"There's no time! I have to inform Uncle now!", Wick stated.

"Alright, alright, just step on through. I'm a little tired so hurry up before it closes.", Fantina said.

Wick could hear the police approaching and made haste for the portal. He was a few feet from safety before he was shoved out of the way by Scar. Wick glared at her in surprise.

"Sorry, but I can't afford to get deported!", Scar said with signs of panic in her voice. She had a small bullet stuck on her back.

"No, wai-", Wick called out, but it was too late, the hound leapt through the portal and the entire thing collapsed. Wick's mouth hung agape before being tackled by two police officers. He struggled as the placed him in cuffs and stood him up. The officer then began reading him his rights. As the officer continued, Wick looked up ahead to see Caleb and Camilla staring down at him. Camilla scooped Caleb up, unfolded her wings and glided down to the ground getting the attention of the officers. Two more officers showed up and approached the Caleb and Camilla.

"You must be the guy we received the emergency call from. The one filed under missing persons.", The officer said to Caleb before turning to Camilla, "And she must be with hostages. They're currently being assisted by MON agents."

He was right. The other devil girls were being helped off the roof by Mon agents. One of the agents was an Arachne so they just had down individually into an elastic net of spider silk. The werebat from earlier was busy taunting Andy and Mark as they were being put into police custody. Meanwhile, a few of the officers were busy dealing with the body of the Middle Eastern man killed by Wick's men. At the same time, two ambulance truck and large black van came pulling into the driveway with a dark elf in the passenger seat.

"Yeah, that's me. Glad you guys made it, argh shit.", Caleb said before wincing from the pain in his shoulder.

Both officer's eyes widened before one said, "S-sir, you've been shot!"

"Uh-huh, me and that asshole had a bit of a disagreement. And he reeaallly wanted to make his point clear", Caleb stated as Wick glared at Caleb with murderous rage.

The officers gave Wick a look before nodding and one of them said, "Alright get him out of here"

The officers holding Wick led him to the front with a third cop tagging behind. Wick was silent the entire time but continued to glare at Caleb and Camilla as they wanted him in disdain when he left.

One of the officers that was left came up to a Caleb, "Sir, I need you both to come with me. We have paramedics waiting to treat your injuries"

Caleb noticed Camilla standing there beside him with an aloof expression and trembling.

"Ok, hang on one minute though", Caleb said before walking up to Camilla gently taking her hand in his. She stared down at him. Her eyes now sparkling, trembling ceased, and her heart pounding for the umpteenth time tonight, "It's alright, Ms. Sartana, you guys are safe now."

Camilla couldn't help but smile down at the young man with the beautiful brown eyes she'd started becoming accustomed to. The look of genuine care in his face melting into her heart and calming her nerves.

"Jes, gracias señor", Camilla uttered

Caleb then walked up to the warzone that was once their motel rooms and stood a good distance away from them.

"Oof, I hate to imagine how expensive it's gonna be to fix all this.", Caled stated looking at the completely dark rooms, "Really just wanted you guys to feel safe for a while."

"Señor?", Camilla inquired

"I-I'm sorry. I'm just being stupid, hehe"

"Señor, you d-", Camilla walked up to Caleb but stopped when she heard a low growl. She turned her head and noticed a faint flicker of orange flame within the dark room and with it a large figure. It stepped closer revealing Chrolla. The hound wordlessly glared at Camilla then turned her attention to Caleb. Her eyes widened in horror. The hound lunged from the room with a ferocious snarl.

"SEÑOR, WATCH OU-AH!", Camilla rushed to shield Caleb only to be knocked away by the hound's huge paw. Caleb yelled as the hounds scooped him in its arm and ran off into thick wooded area.

The officer quickly ran to retrieve Mon agents to help as Camilla picked herself off the ground rubbing her injured jaw. Then focused on the woods.

Meanwhile, Chrolla rushed through the thicket with Caleb held like heavy baggage. Caleb grunted and coughed trying to keep the foliage out of his face and mouth. Chrolla stopped in a small clearing just far enough away from Mon and roughly tossed Caleb to the ground warranting pained grunts from him.

She then approached him snarling and baring her fangs while wearing a very murderous look on her face. Her claws were spread wide ready to tear into him. Caleb struggled to get up and simply shuffled away from her.

"Aww trying to run? Where'd that fire go!? You know that little electroshock you pulled on me is the most damage any humans ever done to me. So, congrats, you succeeded in giving me a real reason to kill ya", Chrolla growled venomously, "That and probably getting my pack mates deported."

"W-wait...why waste time trying to kill me? You could just run!", Caleb pleaded.

Yeah, call me a glutton, but I never pass up free food.", She stated maliciously before lunging at ready to rip into him like a Christmas present. Caleb shielded his face with his arms expecting to be mailed to death. Only it never came and all he heard was a loud dog yelp followed by the crunch of wood breaking.

Caleb uncovered his face and was surprised to see Chrolla rubbing his head picking herself off the shattered remains of a hollow log. He then noticed a pair of furry legs attached a tight rear end in denim shorts and dog-like tail looking over him. His eyes widened in surprise.

"Lyca?!", Caleb stated as the werewolf position herself between him and the hellhound. She ignored him and continued to glare intently at Chrolla.

Chrolla recovered and got on all fours snarling and circling Lyca trying to intimidate her. Lyca emitted her own growl baring her fangs.

"My what big teeth you have.", Chrolla chuckled maliciously before baring her fangs, "but mine are bigger."

"Touch him and I'll kill you.", Lyca snarled folding her ears back.

Chrolla scowled angrily her fiery eyes aglow, "Pup, I'll chew you up and spit you out"

"Chief, run", Lyca whispered to Caleb.

"Wha- Lyca wai-!", before Caleb could finish Chrolla lunged at them and Lyca charged her. Caleb watched as they tackled each other to the ground barking and snarling trying to bite and claw into each other. The two broke apart for a moment and Chrolla continuously swiped at Lyca. With incredible speed, Lyca dodged each attack while getting in several kicks to the hound. However, Lyca's attacks were only a fraction of the hound's strength. Chrolla lunged at Lyca to which the latter jumped over and bounced off the hound's head causing her to faceplant on the ground. Chrolla snarled in irritation and lunged at Lyca again. Lyca tried to dodge again only, to her shock, for the hound to catch her by the leg in midair then slam her hard against the ground. Then Chrolla delivered a powerful kick sending Lyca flying into a tree with force to expose the roots. Lyca was all fours gagging and hacking up some blood clutching her stomach. The hound approached Lyca fearsomely snarling as she brandished her claw. Chrolla rose her mighty paw as Lyca prepared for her death. Suddenly Chrolla dodged to the side. Lyca stared in surprise as Caleb had tried to zap the hound again. Chrolla smirked easily grabbing his arm, twisting it as he dropped the taizer, and tossed him away. Caleb groaned in agony wheezing sharply through his teeth.

"There ya go, get some fire in that belly!", Chrolla giggled maliciously

Caleb sharply sucked in are through his clenched teeth and glared daggers are the hound, "Y-you...*hack* I'm the one you want right? Leave her out of this!"

The hound approached him and stood over the groveling human. She looked down at him with her fiery eyes filled with malevolence and said," hah, alright little man! I'll start with you before getting to that pup."

Chrolla pinned Caleb with both her paws and opened her mouth showing off her very large incisors. Caleb refused to take his eyes off the hound. For once, he'll face death. She lunged for his neck, but before she could chomp onto his arteries, Lyca jumped on Chrolla's back clawing at her face from behind inciting pained screams from the hound as blood trickled down her face. Chrolla thrashed and clawed at Lyca to get her off but the persistent werewolf dug her foot claws into the hound's sides and restrained her arms. Lyca gave a loud bark before sinking her fangs into the hound's shoulder warranting a growl of pain from her. Finally, Chrolla had had enough. She fell backwards putting her full body weight into Lyca and forces her to release her. Lyca struggled quickly to get up and continue her attack but Chrolla rushed her. Before Lyca could dodge or defend Chrolla slashed her sending the werewolf flying while making a loud canine yelp in pain. Lyca's body was sent tumbling to the ground before stopping motionless.

"NO!", Caleb as he stared at his fallen friend in despair. Tears started to form in his eyes.

The hellhound smiled in unsavory delight before turning to Caleb, "Poor pup. Now it's your turn."

Caleb closed his eyes as tears streamed down his cheeks.

"Take her down", came an unknown voice catching Caleb and Chrolla attention. Chrolla suddenly felt sharp prick in her back. Then another. And another, and another, and another. She felt her body become heavy like lead before falling over face first in the dirt revealing the tranquilizers in her back. Caleb was surprised when they are came flooding with Mon agents.

"Threat neutralized!", said one of agents before a few of them came with stretchers.

Camilla then came from out of the group and ran up to Caleb, "Señor, are you alright?!"

"Lyca...", Caleb listlessly said.

"Que?", Camilla inquired

"LYCA! SHE'S HURT!", Caleb shouted making Camilla jump before rushing to where Lyca still lying motionless. He fell on his knees when he saw condition she was in. She was still but just barely. She three deep from her rib cage to her lower abdomen all of which were bleeding heavily. Her body shook, and she made made tiny canine whimpers.

"Diablos mio.", Camilla uttered as she covered her mouth. A few Months agents came and surrounded them examining the poor wolf girl. One of them, a woman with fox ears and tail, said, "It's not good. At the rate she's losing blood...she'll die before we can get her to a medic.

Caleb got closer and gently lifted Lyca's head into his lap lightly brushing her hair back as the dying girl weakly looked up at her host's tear drenched face. The usually bright energy in her eyes were now becoming dim.

"This is my fault! Again, someone dies because of me! Lyca, I'm so, so sorry you deserved so much better.", Caleb lamented cradling the wolf girl as

Camilla's heart sank in despair at the young man and his friend. Suddenly a thought ran through her mind, at first, she wanted to ignore in favor of another option. But there were none.

"Señor Caleb, I-I know a way to save her.", Camilla stated shocking the Mon agents and Caleb.

"W-What are you talking about!?", Caleb choked out

"Remember when I said there are members of my kind that steal life energy? Well, I know how. I believe I can use it to save her, but I will require your assistance.", Camilla explained

"I'll do whatever it takes!", Caleb stated somewhat desperately

"I-I am going to take some of your natural lifespan to heal her. About 3 years should be enough!", Camilla stated.

A Mon agent suddenly erupted, "Now hold on a second, I'm certain this goes against interspecies law! Even if-"

"To hell with the goddamn law! If it saves her what does it matter?!", Caleb interrupted silencing the agent before turning to Camilla, "Ms. Sartana, what do I need to do?"

"Well I need to physically extract the essence of life from you. There are two ways of doing so...", Camilla trailed off fidgeting slightly nervous, "I am... going to try the less...messy option."

Caleb was confused by the way she said that. A strained cough from Lyca brought him back, "Alright, let's just do it already!"

Camilla got closer to Caleb until they were facing to face and cupped both sides of his face. Caleb stared into her bright red eyes seeing the amount of seriousness in her face.

"S-señor, do you trust me?", Camilla uttered

Caleb nodded as Camilla grinned slightly from the amount of conviction in his eyes. Camilla inched her face closer to his and captured his lips on to her's. Caleb's eyes shot open in surprise. He didn't resist but he did feel a tinge of guilt as he thought of Mirabelle. They kissed for what felt like hours until Caleb's breath suddenly fell short, almost like he was choking on something. Camilla slowly released him their mouths still agape. To Caleb and the Mon agent's shock, a bright, glowing white stream of smoke-like energy connected between them went flowing out of Caleb's mouth into Camilla's. Caleb felt as though her was being suffocated failing to catch any breath. Once Camilla got all she needed, her mouth shut, and the stream of energy disappeared. Caleb inhaled sharply before coughing uncontrollably. He soon regained control before he, and the mon agents, stared in wonder at the sight of Camilla's entire body surrounded bring blue aura and odd glowing red symbols all over her body. She extended her arms, palms facing down at Lyca's wounds, and all the blue aura started flowing from body down Lyca's body. The wounds began closing and Lyca's body began pulsating with a faint blue light. The wounds fully healed not even leaving scars. The light dimmed around Lyca's body and the glowing symbols on Camilla's faded away. Lyca began to stir as she slowly rose up to the shock of Caleb and the Mon agents. Lyca groaned from an intense headache holding her forehead before her eyes fluttered open and looked around.

"C-chief?", Lyca uttered languidly finally noticing Caleb.

Caleb, without thinking, took the werewolf in his tight embrace, "Lyca! Lyca! You're ok!"

"Chief...too tight... can't...breath", Lyca strained as her host squeezed the life out of her.

Camilla softly smiled at them leaning to back using her arms as supports. She was tired. That exchange of mana took a lot out of her. Perhaps she didn't have to add an extra 6 year her own lifespan to the process, but she knew those wounds were too fatal for just 4.

...

Afterwards, Mon forces took Caleb, Camilla, and Lyca to the front of the motel where the paramedics had sought up. Camilla was taken by Mon agents for questioning along with the other devils. He received treatment for the bullet in his shoulder was given something to alleviate the pain in his body. All the while, Lyca refused to leave his side.

Caleb sat on the ambulance van watching paramedics pushing a grey body bag before a voice caught his attention.

"D... Dear?", A soft voice uttered but Caleb heard it clear as day. He too up nearly losing his balance from the pain killers but Lyca supported him. Both looked up to see Mirabelle standing several feet away from them cupping her mouth as tears streamed down her face.

"Moon pie.", Caleb spoke dreamily with a loving grin.

Mirabelle rushed to Caleb almost knocking him to the ground embracing him tightly while sobbing and rubbing her head into his chest. Tears soaked into his shirt to his bandages.

"Dear. My dear Caleb! Thank the gods my love is safe!", Mirabelle wept in joy

Caleb rubbed her back to calm his little trembling centaur before Lyca jumped in too.

"Mira!", The she wolf chimed.

Mirabelle wrapped her arm around her giving Lyca a relieved grin, "Lyca, you're ok! I was so worried! I was afraid you might get hurt."

Lyca was about to say something but Caleb shot her a look and shook his head. Mirabelle looked back to Caleb a bit puzzled and he shot a goofy grin. He'll tell her what happened when they've had time to decompress.

"Aren't you guys the happiest bunch", came the sarcastic voice of Sterling. Caleb and the girls released their embrace to face their exchange coordinator. Caleb noticed his bandaged-up chest and burn on his neck.

"You look like you've been through the ringer Mr. Bistle.", Sterling said noticing Caleb's bandages.

"It's Bizzell and I could say the same for you.", Caleb said with mock irritation. In truth, he was glad to see him.

"True, but I still have my great personality.", Sterling joked

Caleb rolled his eyes with a smile as Lyca and Mirabelle smiled as well.

" You wouldn't happen to have the phone you used to contact us, right?", Sterling inquired

Caleb reached into his back pocket and pulled out Fat bastard's phone, "here it is."

Sterling swiped up, raising an eyebrow at the wall paper before looking through the contacts then nodded, "Thank you. This will be a big help."

"So... did they arrest all of them?", Caleb asked as Lyca and Camilla turned to hear the answer.

Sterling paused for a second putting the phone away, "Yes. They've all been placed into custody. You know, you and the others are very fortunate to have survived. The Malone Family is one of the most dangerous criminal groups near South Central. That man who was the leader of the men pursuing you was Jakob Malone. A ruthless former explosives expert that's murdered several people-human and liminal alike. He's even killed a... few good police officers.", Sterling trailed remembering the police chief.

Caleb and the girls stood in shock that someone like that was right at their front door. Caleb felt like he just got away by the skin of his teeth.

"D-did you see him on your way over? When they loaded him up in the car?", Caleb inquired trying to hide how worried he really was.

Sterling paused again and stated in a deep, disdainful voice, "Ohhh yeah. I see him. They loaded him up and put a dozen restraints on him.", Sterling finished. If he was being honest, as soon he saw Wick's face the first thing her wanted to do was break his jaw. It took all his self-restraint to keep from running up and killing the man that killed his friend.

"As long as he's off the streets, I couldn't give half a cat shit if they put him UNDER the prison.", Caleb stated.

Sterling chuckled lightly, "Oh, don't worry. I think we can do much more than that with what we now have."

Caleb nodded a bit satisfied by his answer when Camilla suddenly came running towards him energetically.

"Señor Caleb!", Camilla stated before giving Caleb a hug pressing his face into her large cleavage much to Mirabelle's shock and Lyca's irritation. The latter of whom had very mixed feelings towards the situation.

Caleb's was mushed into her mounds to the point of suffocation before rapidly tapping her shoulder to release him and she did.

"Haaaawohhh, ok. Hi Ms. Sartana, you look happy.", Caleb uttered regain his composure.

Sterling then spoke up, "Ah, Ms. Sartana so you're the team in the words were talking about. Thank you so much, we're truly, truly grateful for your help.", He finished as he flashed a knowingly angry glare towards Lyca who shuddered before looking away in shame. There was an awkward silence for a moment as Mirabelle looked at everyone puzzled at their behavior.

Caleb cleared his throat breaking the silence, "Anyway, is there something you wanted to talk about?"

"Oh Jes, señor, moi cantiqua. We all just wanted to tell you the good news.", Camilla stated happily as Mirabelle and Lyca tilted their heads curiously. 'all?', they thought.

"Ah, are the others sti-GAH!", Caleb was cut off as something landed on his back and a pair of short, blue slender legs dangled off his shoulder. Looking down above his head was Hana with big devilish smile plastered on her face. Mirabelle jumped slightly as she and Lyca gave a confused look at the strange blue girl riding Caleb's head.

"Caleb-kun!", Hana squealed cheerfully. The others devil girls came running past Camilla and surrounded Caleb with an adoring twinkle in their eye each trying to talk at the same time. Mirabelle and Lyca stood in shock at the gaggle of girls now ogling their human. Mirabelle shook wanting to stop them as Lyca was two seconds away from yanking them all off him. Scarlett was the last to join them and stood next to Camilla. She watched as the other devil's fawn on Caleb and turned her nose up trying to hide her blush.

"Lo siento, señor. When I said I was going to see you, they wouldn't listen to anything else Mon personnel had to say.", Camilla said.

Caleb managed to calm the excited devil girls. Hana giggled as he gingerly removed her from his head placing her with the group. He raised an eyebrow at Camilla who shrugged with dubious innocence then at Scarlett who turned away refusing to make eye contact. He looked at the others around him and noticed none of them were wearing collars anymore.

"Hey, I see you guys got your collars off.", Caleb stated

"Oh yes!", Sharon stepped forward gesturing at her neck, "There's this Mon human guy who specializes in enchantment removals."

"What are the odds!?", Julia added.

"Und look, our magic ist slowly returning.", Hiedi stated as a green magic seal appeared in her hands.

Caleb nodded. He wants to question how absurd their luck was that such a person exists. But, he decided to just go with it saving himself a headache.

Lyca glided over to Caleb and elbowed him softly the cleared her throat. Caleb's eyes shot open in realization.

"Oh right, right! You guys, I wanna introduce you to my friend's slash houseguests.", He said putting himself between Mirabelle and Lyca, "Mirabelle and Lyca these are the girls. The girls, Mirabelle and Lyca.", He said gesturing between the two groups.

"N-nice, t-to meet you all.", Mirabelle uttered shyly huddling close to Caleb.

"Heya!", Lyca said as her eyes drifted to Camilla. They both exchanged a small grin to each other.

"Wait, you're a host for ICEP?!", One of the twins stated

"Yep, been one for these two little sweethearts for a couple months now.", He stated as he petted both Lyca and Camilla and they swooned lovingly.

"So... what's this I hear about good news?", Caleb inquired and they all immediately bombarded him with chatter forcing him to interject, "Ok, Ok, please just someone get to the point!"

Sylvia stepped up now, "Basically, we've been given refuge in Interspecies Affair's civil development facility. We'll be given the option either to live in their care receiving job training and education on human society until we can make our own way. Or we could be placed in the care of a host fitting our choices with a thorough background check."

"Oh, that's fantastic news. Glad you guys are getting a shot at making it. Best of luck to all of you.", Caleb said with a supportive grin. He looked at the devil girls who all suddenly wore somber expressions.

"Hey, why you guys upset? This is good news, right?"

Most of them remained silent. Camilla held her chest sadly as Scarlett crossed her arms dejectedly. It was Julia who finally spoke up, "It is! But...thing is...it only works if you're already registered in any globally recognized Interspecies Affairs office...and...", She trailed looking over at Camilla.

"Camilla isn't registered in any I.A. branch, not even in her home country.", Scarlett said tired of Julia stalling before looking away dejectedly.

Caleb turned to Camilla who despondently avoided eye contact, "So... what about you two?"

"I... will more than likely be deported from dis country.", Camilla stated forlornly.

Caleb, Lyca and Mirabelle were shocked by her statement. Caleb the turned to Sterling.

"Mr. Sterling is that true?! Can they really do that?!", He inquired in an urgent tone.

"Yes, they can. Unless she has legal identification or if a host is willing to help her get registered, Interspecies Affairs will have no choice but to deport her.", Sterling explained

Caleb was stunned with disbelief. After all they went through, she can't even join her friends in finding a better life.

"N-no! I don't want to lose Camilla-sama!", Hana cried out

"Yeah, if she can't stay...t-then we won't stay", Moka stated.

"That's right!", Her twin added

Camilla went to them and kneeled down, "Listen pequenos (young ones), do not throw away a chance at a rich life, none of you. I will be fine."

Hana and the twins hugged Camilla sobbing as she embraced them. The other devil girls wore doleful expressions.

Caleb felt a lump in his throat at the sight. He glanced at Mirabelle then Lyca and saw the grim looks on their faces. He thought for a second and had an idea.

"H-hey, Mr. Sterling, you said she needed a host to get her registered right?", Caleb inquired trying to sound more confident. Everyone turned their attention towards him. Devil girls each had a mixture of surprised and hopeful gazes

Sterling smirked raising an eyebrow knowing exactly where he was going, "Yes, Mr. Bezzell, of course they need to be willingly to accept the host, but once that's done they can be automatically registered as a homestay. With all the rights that come with it."

"Alright then.", Caleb then moved in closer to the devil girls, "Ms. Sartana would you allow me to be your host?"

Lyca and Mirabelle exchanged looks with each other. The other devils, especially Scarlett, stared at Caleb as Camilla stood up with an astonished look on her face. She stepped forward looking down at his stern brown eyes.

"A-are you sure Señor?", She spoke softly to which Caleb nodded she was about to explode with happiness before Caleb stopped her

"Oh, whoa wait a sec", he said before turning to Mirabelle and Lyca, "Are you both ok with this?"

Both of them were happy that he took their feelings about the decision into consideration.

Lyca grinned approvingly placing her hands on her hips, "She seems ok with me! As long as she doesn't go in my den (her room)."

Caleb nodded then looked to Mirabelle. She froze from all the eyes her and started fidgeting and stuttering nervously. Lyca gave her a reassuring pat on her back forcing out of her nervous stupor. She saw then her dear Caleb giving her one of his smiles that always calmed her. She slowly exhaled.

"Y-yes, if my dear ok with it, I am too.", Mirabelle spoke with a smile.

Caleb nodded then turned to Camilla, "Well then it's settled welcome to our fam-HAH!"

Before Caleb could finish, Camilla scooped him up in a tight hug placing his head firmly in her cleavage the side of his face in kisses," oh coma puder habre tenido Tanta suerte de encontrade, gracias señor, muchas muchas gracias! You are truly wonderful!"

Mirabelle and Lyca watched in frustration as she once again was smothering their human but remained calm. She just very happy. What harm could it...?

"Arigato, Caleb-kun!", Hana clung to his back again nuzzling his face adoringly. Mirabelle and Lyca were knocked out of their collective thought.

"You are the sweetest guy ever! Thank you so much!", Sharon stated as she clings to his side trapping his arm in her soft flesh.

"Danke! Danke! I promise we will never forget your kindness! Never!", Hiedi added trapping Caleb's other side in warm, soft flesh.

The twins, Sylvia, and Julia were next to join the group hug session as Scarlett stood by watching and giggling to herself with a small grin.

Mirabelle and Lyca stood slack jawed before Lyca couldn't take it anymore and rushed into the group to join the hug fest. Mirabelle, feeling unsure and left out, found the confidence to charge in and cuddle up to her Dear as well.

"Gasp...guys, ah... please...I can't breathe...ack", Caleb tried to escape his prison of affection only to be repeatedly dragged back in and bombarded with more loving kisses, hugs and soft flesh grinding against him.

Sterling chuckled taking a shot of bourbon, "Well, looks like you're kinda popular these days Mr. Bailey."

"It's Bi...ack... zzell!"

...

The investigation lasted a little while longer before everything was packed up. Mon forces escorted the devil girls to Interspecies Affairs, Wick and his men were hauled off, and Caleb, the girls, and his new houseguest could finally breathe easy.

Caleb and the girls got an escort home by police and Mon agents (The dark elf and a lizardman respectively). Caleb sat with his back to the wall of a large transport unit. To his right, Lyca slept on the cushioned benches, across from him, Camilla slept sitting with her wings wrapped around her front. Finally, kneeling to his left with her head in his lap as he gingerly stroked her scalp. They were all very tired. Despite tonight's events and the pain meds still in his system, Caleb didn't feel very sleepy. He decided to scroll through his (not Fat bastard's) phone which Sterling pulled a few strings to get out of evidence locker. He noticed a few texts from his supervisor Rodney asking how was his 4th of July weekend. Caleb reflected on everything in his mind for moment before responding with one word.

'Eventful'.

WR Note

I'm back baby! You know the old saying, "Life finds a way…to get in the damn way." Sorry for the late update fam, I have just been completely drained with work and school lately. Not to mention, I was kinda having a thing going with this girl from my differential equations class, but it quickly crashed and burned like goddamn Hindenburg. This chapter was meant to go out ON HALLOWEEN. I been trying to find time to complete this chapter for the longest; editing, proofreading, rewriting dialogue all for the sake of making it a good. Also, didn't intend for thins to be so long but I had A LOT of ideas. Kinda want to apologize if I killed and maimed left and right, but I wanted this chapter to cement a turning point in this story. Where ANYONE can be killed at any time, even main characters. Well, that's all I had to say. Be sure to Fav, follow, and comment all that good shit and, as always, this is Goat man saying PEACE FAM.