Summary/disclaimer: Time for another chapter of Hounds of Hell. Enjoy the 900-Word chapter. I don't own Hazbin Hotel, Viziepop and a few others do.
"With all due respect?" Lupin asked, cautiously sniffing the air as he did so. "This place smells like unwashed socks and rubbish." Lupin added while slowly standing up.
Lupin towered over the entire crowd of people around him. It didn't hurt that the majority of them were imps which made the 8–9-foot hellhound come off as more imposing despite being as harmful to the crowd as a pebble.
"Why are you so damn tall, anyway?" Nova asked, raising an eyebrow as he simply shrugged.
"Don't know, just grew up being tall as a car." Lupin added while taking another sniff. "Why are you holding a M80? I'm surprised to see a demon with an anti-tank rifle on their back." Lupin added as he looked around.
The air here stank of guns, drugs, and various other smells that made the hulking black hellhound clutch his snout. They overwhelmed his very being at the moment, they cut him to the core.
"Almost every demon down here has a gun." Nova stated while Lupin hummed despite himself while he turned. "Why are you talking unlike how you did before?" Nova questioned; eyebrow raised at the moment.
"Bad mode, kind sir." Lupin added before taking a third and final sniff of the air. "I smell a firearm I've been looking to procure for some chronological amount of time." Lupin put in while slowly lumbering forward.
"You're talking like an upper-class twit." Nova added before he tightened the strap across his back. "I'll see you around, Lupin. Maybe we can talk somewhere soon." Nova stated before he slowly vanished into the crowd.
Lupin paid the incident no real mind. He guessed that Nova had some business within the city like he did, not an unreasonable desire considering the fact that every sinner or demon had their own place among the masses.
"Good luck, little owl." Lupin added and continued approaching the stall before someone chuckled.
The massive hellhound felt someone press a weapon into their back as he turned to see the barrel of a M60 poking into his chest.
An ox like demon with a scared eye held the weapon to his chest, making Lupin guess they were a simple thug. The lack of any decorum told him that this man didn't seem to be employed any of the local gangs. The smell also tipped him off to that despite anything else negating otherwise in his own thoughts when he considered it at the end of the day.
Lupin blinked, more curious then scared.
"Hi, see, a face like yours is on a poster and I…" The demon started to say, gaining a raised eyebrow as Lupin looked down at the gun.
"You've modified it to have a longer clip and be fired without the recoil." Lupin put in as he shook his head and cocked an eyebrow at the person in question. "Sir, I would advise AGAINST this turn of events and would like to offer you a chance to back down… This will NOT end well for you." Lupin added, pausing only to crack his knuckles.
Before the ox like demon could pull the trigger? Lupin swatted the demon away, throwing him into the brick wall and collapsing it. Lupin rolled his eyes at the demon and seized his weapon.
"Who tries to rob someone with a damn LMG?" Lupin questioned, slipping the weapon across his back with the gun's sling. "Hmm… Ok, time to keep going. Wait, did he say poster?" Lupin asked, pondering what that meant he wasn't stupid at any rate, but his face being on a wanted poster?
That was the stupidest thing he believed he heard today. Then again? He had heard PLENTY of stupid things and him being wanted by police was NOT the stupidest thing he had probably heard today… It was still up there, however.
"Ok, this is REALLY stupid." Lupin said before turning and walking further into the ring.
He knew of one person that would want him dead, but he suspected it WASN'T him. He had shot the man and pounded him into dust with his bare hands.
"Then again? Knowing him? He ALWAYS finds a way to survive this garbage." Lupin muttered with a roll of his eyes as he shook his head. "Well, least he gave me a gun. That will help." Lupin stated as he cracked his knuckles.
If one idiot was stupid enough to try and hold him up? Then there was going to be others, there was ALWAYS others when he thought about it. Lupin paused to see if the demon had any ammo on him, they'd have brought some if they were smart.
"And people think I'm just some dumb mutt." Lupin muttered, taking a clip of ammo and wrapping it over his shoulder.
He knew for a fact that this was going to be fun when he thought about it.
Author Notes
Phew. Another chapter done! I want to apologize for next chapter taking a while. I did see the next episode and I do want to point out Lupin ISNT supposed to be a giant muscle head. Next chapter will be in 2-10 months and will set up Lupin working for IMP, until then, Lighting Wolf out!
P.S: Next chapter is 900-2500 words or such.