The streets of the Greed ring is one of the many horrible places to end up in hell but it was the best location for a girl like Sugar to do business. She felt no fear or nervousness. Her tail flicked as she waited for her target to arrive. The various demons walking along the streets took notice of her. She couldn't tell if they were suspicious of her or curious about her. It was a normal reaction to here presence in this town. Creatures like her weren't common in this area. The flashy silver tank top and black mini skirt she wore contrasted with the various reptile-like demons in suits and long dresses. She needed her client to easily be able to recognize her so she wore the most eye catching outfit she had available.

"Are you Ms. Vixen?"

A imp in a white suit approached her with a huge grin on his face. He looked at her carefully and cautiously. He looked at least 30 years old and had a large scar across his neck. His short white hair looked ratty and messy. It was as if it hadn't been combed in days. He appeared sweaty and out of breath. "It's Tristen. I made a call earlier requesting you."

"Just call me Sugar. Ms. Vixen was my mom." She smiles and approached Tristen. Her white and bat-like wings fluttered slightly as she moved closer to him.

Tristen laughs "Oh yeah. Your ad called you Sugar baby the hybrid. My mistake. You're a lot cuter in person."

Sugar slightly winced after the mention of that ad. She hated being called that and wished she had protested more about it. Despite this, she forces herself to smile and playful stroke Tristen's arm. "That's right. Gimme cash first and then we can get started"

Tristen fumbled around in his wallet and handed her a bunch of crumbed up dollar bills that added up five hundred "Let's see if I'm willing to pay an extra hour"

She counted the money and gently stuffed it into her purse. She was irritated by the wrinkly and worn out look of the dollars because it made her feel like a cheap stripper but gritted her teeth and accepted it. She had a bad history of her attitude ruining her appeal to her clients so she tried to be as polite as possible. Tonight wasn't a normal job and she just had to be patient.

"Mister. I'll give you a once in a lifetime experience. Where are you gonna take me? There aren't many places to have fun in this side of town and you didn't specify where you wanted to go when I scheduled you."

"I'm not interested in that fake date crap. I rather spend my hour in other ways. I'm the type of guy that likes things direct and straight to the point." Tristan kissed Sugar's hand and then started to drag her down the street.

She tried to endure her overwhelming feelings of anxiousness about the situation she was in. There were so many ways this could go wrong. This man could kill her and nobody would notice she was gone. No one would mourn her. Her soul assimilated into the environment of hell without a trace of her essence. As she suffered the tight and rough grip of Tristan's hand, her tail twitched rapidly. This plan had to work and she tried to keep faith that it would.

The two demons arrived at a parking lot the had ten cars spread out across it. The ground was littered with beer cans and plastic wrapper. The cold air heighted the feeling of isolated.

"This is my car. Ya like?"

Tristen grinned as he pulled her towards his sliver Studebaker commander. It looked rusted and the paint was visibly chipping on all sides. There was a bit of dried brown remnants on the wheels. Sugar's expressions shifted into one of disgust at the state the car was in.

"What are you waiting for? Get in. We're starting right here." He shoved her in the back seat of the car the pounced next to her.

Sugar laid back against the brown leather seat and chuckles "Careful. I can't afford any damage to my body. It's obvious why you paid for my services if you're this rough and impatient with women ."

Tristen looks her up and down then laughs "You're snobby for whore. That makes this a lot more fun"

He pins her down by her shoulder hard and kisses her forcefully. As he did this, sugar glanced out the window.

A group of seven shark demons and one female imp were hiding behind the Cadillac next to them. At the center of the group was an elder imp with a black hat and large striped horns. Sugar was relieved at the sight of the elder imp because it was her boss, Crimson Knolastname.

Crimson stood between the group of sharks with his glued to the car Sugar was in. By his side was his right hand man Alessio and six other men.

"Looks like our little doll was a good bait after all. She ain't as useless as I thought she'd be"

Crimson took out his rifle and set it on top of the car. His thumb was on the trigger and smirked. It's been a while since he's had an easy target like this and he was itching for an opportunity to show off.

"How's it looking Cherry?" Crimson glance over and the female imp next to him and laughs "Does Sugar have that idiot completely captivated?"

The female imp who was referred to as Cherry sighs. She pushed his pushed her short white hair out of face and looked in the direction of where Sugar and Tristan where located. She spoke softly in a thick southern accent. "It's lookin good. That gurl is definitely experienced." She looks down at Crimson's rife and where he was pointing and gently spoke. "Boss, your aim is off."

"Shut up. I got this. I'm the boss here. That means I get the finishing blow." Crimson snarls and continues to stare at Sugar. He wanted to make certain he didn't hit her, he waited a bit for the perfect moment.

"Boss you got a clear shot. Just shoot." Alessio pats Crimson on the back as a sign of encouragement. But this only made Crimson more anxious.

"Fuck off I'm tryin to focus" Crimson's tail flicks because of his annoyance.

A shark demon with white tip fin and claws named Leo spoke up "Move the gun to the side a bit. It'll make in easier on ya"

"Holy Satan! Will you idiots shut the fuck up!" Crimson ready himself to take the shot. A bit of sweat drips down his face. He breathes heavily as her anxiously waits for her to get a signal.

Sugar started to struggling to push Tristen off her. He had his entire body around her. His long and thick vermilion tail was wrapped around her waist as he kissed her. It was a suffocating and crushing feeling. She couldn't take it anymore. She wanted this guy dead. Sugar gently lifted the sharp heel of her sliver boots between his legs. It painfully poked him like a knife. The pain caused Tristan to back up and hold his crotch in agony.

Tristan growled "You bitch-"

Suddenly a bullet flew past both Tristan and Sugar. This caused Tristan to turn around. His face shifted into a more intense shade of red. His bright yellow eyes began to glow.

He laughed "Ah, The Knolastname family. Let me guess, you're the honey pot?"

Sugar wings began to flutter "Shit. So close."

Tristan grabbed her tightly by her arm as he dragged her out to the car towards the Knolastname gang members who all have guns out.

Tristan held a gun to Sugar's head and smirked at Crimson. "Ya almost got me there Crim. Are ya finally going blind old man?"

Crimson scoffs while the demons behind him pull out their pistols. "I'm just as functional as I've always been. Just accept your death quietly."

As Crimson and Tristan bantered with each other, Sugar was racking her brain on how to get out of Tristan's grasp. She breathed heavily as she felt the cold metal against her head and the tight grip on her arm. She began to feel a sense of impatience and irritation. Why isn't anyone shooting? Are they seriously holding back because of her? These thoughts only seem to frustrate her further. If Crimson wouldn't hurry up and kill this asshole, she would. She remembered she had eyebrow shaping scissors in her black, heart shaped, crossbody bag. While everyone was distracted, she grabbed the scissors with her tail and stabbed Tristan in the side. This caused him to drop the gun and stumble to the ground. The gang rapidly shot him in the chest twenty times. Causing sugar clothes to get covered in his blood.

"Sugar Cookie, Get your ass over here." Crimson smiles as Sugar skips towards him. "Ah, my girl. Good quick thinking."

Sugar shivers as she looks down at the dead body of Tristan. She looked up at crimson and the rest of the gang with an expression of annoyance "My clothes! Couldn't you idiots at least wait a few minutes for me to move away from the body before turning him into Swiss cheese?"

Everyone starts laughing at her as Crimson pushes her into the passenger seat of his car. He gave her a kiss on the cheek and stroked her wings.

"Welcome to the family sweetheart"