The soft glow in the room cast a comforting ambiance as Blitzo and Fizzarolli nestled together, enveloped in the embrace of cherished memories. Fizzarolli let out a contented sigh.
"Remember when I taught you to create those balloon animals, Blitzo? The circus was so full of joy back then." Fizz smiled with nostalgia.
Blitzo hummed in response. "Yeah, I was a terrible student, but you were patient. Good times."
Their laughter resonated, painting smiles on their faces as they revisited moments of shared amusement.
"And prom!" Fizz exclaimed. "Never thought we'd be each other's dates, did we?"
"Best decision I ever made. We rocked that dance floor," Blitzo chuckled.
Their laughter lingered, but a subtle melancholy crept into the room.
"But then there's Barbie... my sister. She was there through all of it," Blitzo shared.
Fizzarolli's expression shifted, sensing Blitzo's change in tone. "Yeah, Barbie. I tried keeping in touch with her after we left the circus, but she just stopped replying."
Blitzo nodded. "Same here. Her messages and calls became less frequent, and then... silence. It's been worrying me."
The air thickened with shared concern as they contemplated the unsettling possibility.
"I can't shake the feeling that something bad might've happened to her, Blitzo," Fizz expressed.
"Me neither, Fizz. We need to find out. She's family," Blitzo affirmed.
Determination gleamed in their eyes as they held each other tighter, resolute in unraveling the mystery surrounding Barbie Wire's disappearance from their lives.
Meanwhile, Barbie Wire's life was spiraling into a realm of adversity. Trapped in the clutches of an abusive father fueled by vengeance against Blitzo, Fizzarolli, and Mammon, and with the circus crumbling in their absence, Barbie faced a relentless storm of hardships.
Barbie struggled under her father's oppression, yearning for an escape from his cruel hand. She was tired, weary from the constant struggle, but her love for Blitzo and Fizzarolli and the memory of her mother were enough to keep her fighting.
She would not let the abuse take her. She would not let herself break. She would not succumb to the torment.
In her attempts to seek solace and aid, Barbie reached out to Blitzo, but her efforts were repeatedly thwarted by Cash Buckzo. Caught in a vicious cycle, she endured the shattering of her phone, severing her ties to the outside world.
Barbie was isolated, and the loneliness only added to the agony. Her mind drifted to the happy days when she had Blitzo and Fizzarolli as friends and family, the days when their smiles could brighten even the darkest of nights. She yearned to hear their voices and see their faces again, but her heart was weighed down with the knowledge that they could never know what was happening to her.
Despite the overwhelming pain, she clung to the hope that someday, she would be reunited with Blitzo and Fizz, and she would have the opportunity to tell them the truth about how much they had meant to her.
For now, all she could do was fight, and with each passing day, she grew stronger and more determined to survive the ordeal.
All the while, Cash Buckzo harbored a grand plan, meticulously designed with Blitzo as its primary target.
Cash's desire for revenge against Mammon and the pair of jesters fueled his vindictive pursuit of the imp known as Blitzo, but there was also the matter of Barbie.
Cash was not ignorant to his daughter's suffering at the hands of his abuse, but he had a mission to accomplish. If she had been willing to leave him for the comfort and protection of the duo of clowns, then she could not be trusted. He would not allow her to leave him, and if he had to break her will in the process, then so be it.
After all, there was nothing he wouldn't do for revenge.
While the circus was in disarray, and staff members began to abandon the business, Cash had hired more henchmen to ensure the stability of his plan. As well as keep Barbie prisoner.
As if the abuse from her father wasn't enough, Barbie now had the displeasure of being trapped in the company of low-life criminals.
Her daily routine had become a miserable slog.
The day would start with a grueling series of chores, followed by hours of mind-numbing monotony. Her father's men would taunt her relentlessly, making lewd remarks and threatening her with violence if she didn't obey their commands.
It was a life of misery, and it showed in her body. Bruises covered her body from her father's beatings.
Her clothes were dirty and tattered from neglect, and her eyes were sunken and hollow, a testament to the endless exhaustion and depression she felt.
Though was a pitiful existence, still Barbie refused to give up.
Another night had passed. Barbie was once again doing chores when she overheard a conversation Cash was having with his goons.
"So how we gonna kill Blitzo anyway? Isn't he protected by two of the seven deadly sins? Asmodeous and Mammon," the henchman asked.
"I know that, dipshit! That's why I've brought some special assistance to help us out. I was hoping you wouldn't have to meet him until the plan was set into motion," Cash grumbled, frustrated by his henchman's lack of knowledge.
"What do you mean?" the henchman asked, perplexed by the comment.
"I hired a hitman. An assassin who's well known for killing demon royalty. His name is Striker," Cash said with a sinister smile.
"S-Striker?! That imp guy from Wrath? You're shitting me. How did you manage to hire him?" a henchman replied in shock.
"Money, my friend. Money talks. And this fucker is the best in the business. No one has seen him coming and no one will," Cash chuckled, rubbing his hands together with glee. "I'll take out that's worthless son of mine and that traitor of a boyfriend of his, too. Then I'll take out those royal fucks. After that, I will become the most powerful imp in hell. I will rule over more than this pathetic excuse of a circus, and everyone will bow down to me. The great Cash Buckzo. A king!"
The henchman's expression turned from one of surprise to fear, "You're crazy."
"That's enough! I've had enough of your shit," Cash shouted.
A loud slap was heard, followed by the sound of a body hitting the ground.
"If anyone is gonna call me crazy, it'll be me, and only me. Do you understand?!"
"Yes sir..." the henchmen murmured.
"Good. Now all of you get out of here before I throw you out myself," Cash commanded.
Barbie knew that Cash was insane, but the idea of an assassin being brought in to kill her brother and Fizz made her blood run cold.
"No," she thought, "I can't let this happen. I won't let it happen."
She had to find a way to escape. She had to find Blitzo and Fizz, no matter the cost. She had to warn them.
She had to do something.
But how?
Just then, an idea popped into her head. She knew it was risky, but it was the only chance she had. She had to take it.
She quietly made her way to the entrance of the tent. She had to be quick and careful, or else she would be caught and beaten for her disobedience.
She waited for the henchman to leave the area, and once they were out of sight, she bolted out of the tent.
She ran as fast as her legs would carry her, and once she was a safe distance away, she hid behind a large boulder and took a moment to catch her breath.
She peeked out from her hiding spot and surveyed the area. It was eerily quiet, and there were no signs of her father or his henchmen. She had escaped undetected.
Barbie had one goal in mind, and that was to find Blitzo and Fizzarolli before the hitman could get to them first.
Though, it wasn't long before the henchmen caught wind of her escape, and went to inform Cash immediately.
"What do you mean she escaped?!" Cash bellowed, "Find her and bring her back to me!"
"But boss, she could be anywhere by now," the henchmen reasoned.
"I don't give a shit! Find her or I'll find someone else who will. And trust me, you don't want to find out what happens if I do," Cash threatened.
The henchmen gulped and quickly scrambled to find Barbie, fearing the consequences if they failed to return her to Cash.
"You will pay for this, you ungrateful brat," Cash growled. "When I get my hands on you, I'll make you wish you had never been born."
With Barbie now missing, and a high-class hitman on the loose, it was a race against time for Blitzo and Fizzarolli to discover the truth before it was too late.