Back In Hell

Cherri hissed as she kept her head down walking through Hell. With Valentino controlling every relevant source of Media, Cherri had learned that it was in her best interest to keep her head down. Not only did Val have a far more powerful grip of Hell than before but he was actively stalking and making her life worse in the process, forcing her into hiding in order to live a 'normal' life.

And by normal, I mean, Cherri being on the run while barely managing to scrap by with what she had.

She never stayed in one spot for too long as Val was using the camera's Vox had set up to his advantage. Val of course had no connection to the TV naturally like his partner did but he must've had Vox's employees assist him in order to ensure he knew what he was doing with the technology under his disposal.

Val was damn near everywhere and she feared he would track her down again. If she knew anything about Val it was that he liked to toy around with others and crack them down until they could no longer function as they used to.

To Val, everyone around him were toys for him to use and if you started annoying him he'd act like a petulant child and break the toy more in order to get what he wanted out of it and if you started boring him he'd break you just to get a reaction out of you.

The bastard could never be satisfied and Cherri knew she had to keep a safe-distance from Val at all times if she wanted to get through this.

'Fucking dammit…' She growled,'Wish I was a hellborn..then I'd just be able to travel to the other Rings and Val wouldn't be able to get me from there…' That damn rule about Sinners not being allowed through the other Rings pissed her off to no end and this exact situation was something she feared happening because of it.

Since there was really nowhere for Cherri to run, the only thing she could do was try and evade cameras/using modern technology as far as practically possible.

It was far from easy and it did require cutting out a lot of luxuries out of her life but given it was that or Valentino once again trying to make her after-life hell again, the choice was clear. Anything was better than Valentino and she'd sooner chuck herself at an Exterminator before dealing with that mess again.

This probably wouldn't have been too bad if she hadn't had to take care of Fat Nuggets in the process. It was far from easy given taking care of an animal was a full-time job and not only did she have to feed him and walk him but she also had to ensure he was healthy which was a whole nother expense in the process.

Didn't help that all the toys she got from Angel were left at her apartment and there wasn't a chance in Hell that she was going to go back and get it.

Even assuming Val hadn't ransacked the place the risk was far too great and if she knew anything about Valentino, it was likely that he had someone watching the camera's for him to spy on her every move.

In the meantime, Fat Nuggets proved to be quite a hassle. She still hadn't gotten used to caring for a pet and it was beyond exhausting. The guy was fucking cute but holy shit he was a lot more work than she bargained for, not only did he make large messes for someone his size but he'd eat just about anything he could get his hooves on, edible or otherwise.

Seriously, Nuggets literally ate an entire bag of chips in one go. Like he didn't even pause to slowly nibble at the, he devoured the entire bag without a second thought before letting out a large burp after finishing.

And it didn't stop there, he'd eat just about anything if you didn't keep your eyes on him. Food that had been tossed into the trash? Fair game. Food that Cherri was literally preparing and not done with? Perfectly fine. Food that didn't even belong to them? A-OK!

(Seriously, Fat Nuggets tried to eat another person's food while they were out for a walk and passed a picnic table. Long story short, Fat Nuggets helped himself to the meal while the family was gone and ate the whole thing. Cherri had to take her leave before they came back so as to not get in trouble but had the feeling they didn't have a good afternoon after finding out their picnic table had been ransacked.)

In other words, Fat Nuggets was a walking black hole that would swallow just about anything he could fit into his mouth(and sometimes not even that). If it looked edible there wasn't a doubt in her mind that Nuggets would attempt to eat the damn thing and half the time she spent trying to keep Nuggets from tearing the room just to find snacks that she kept hidden in the cabinets.

Worst part about it was that he wasn't even fully grown.

He was a piglet and THIS was how destructive he was. She dreaded thinking about how Fat-Nuggets would be when he was a grown Hell-pig. It would take a while obviously given Hell-pigs mature slower than normal pigs but once they started growing you wouldn't be able to stop them if you tried.

At certain points she had grown tired of him and wished she could just give him away but everytime she thought about it she ended up not going through with it because realistically, Fat Nuggets was dead-meat if she stopped taking care of him. He was a baby and was raised by Angel all his life, he wouldn't survive without someone taking care of him at this age…

And while it did sound pathetic…he was technically the last thing she had left of Angel. He was the only thing she could take from Angel's apartment that fateful day and she didn't want to give away one of the most treasured possessions Angel held dear to his heart.

Still, it didn't make her life any easier having to not only take care of him but herself as well. Often she had to steal food in order to keep her life somewhat stable. She had stolen food before so it wasn't anything she wasn't used to.

Today, Cherri was on the move again with a backpack over her back, Fat Nuggets stuffed in the back compartment with a visible air-hole for him to breathe through. The price of her apartment was getting too high and she needed to find another place to live again with the few items she still had on her.

As she walked, she couldn't help but notice out of the corner of her singular eye a handful of guys were following her. To test if they were following her she upped her speed and took several turns to see if they were after her or not.

They kept up to speed and were following her every move. Cherri felt sweat dripping down her face as she began running for it, cursing when the men continued to pursue her. She entered a full-on sprint as she ran as fast as she could, her heart-rate racing as she could feel the men keeping up with her and getting closer and closer with every passing second.

'Shit! These fuckers are fast!' She cursed to herself,'Need to lose these bastards! Hopefully this'll slow em down…' She pulled out one of her infamous bombs from her pocket and threw several at them.

This strategy seemed to be something they were prepared for as they jumped out of the way of Cherri's projectiles. It barely slowed them down and they were still fast on her tail.

Guess Valentino had upped his game as his men were prepared for her weaponry and were determined to capture her no matter the cost.

Still, Cherri refused to let herself be captured without a fight.

The only thing Cherri could do was run and run. She didn't even know where she was going at this point as her original plans had fallen to the wayside once she realized she was being chased. She jumped over obstacles and kept sprinting like her life depended on it(and it did).

So she ran even as her legs were burning from how hard she was pushing her body to keep running despite her bones threatening to break from the pressure. Adrenaline was pumping through her veins and the rush was the only thing keeping her from falling apart.

As she was running, Cherri noticed the part of Pride she had run into wasn't one she was accustomed to. It looked like she had traveled back into the nearly 1900's if her memory of old shows served her well.

She had heard of this place a few times. Cannibal Colony. A place that looked like it was trapped in the past and it's residents were cannibalistic monsters. The population wasn't very high compared to the rest of Hell but that was due to the fact outsiders got eaten if they didn't adapt to the Colony's ways.

Yeah, not exactly a nice place(then again, this was Hell, nowhere was nice or safe for that matter).

It was not the place she wanted to be but she hardly had a choice in this matter, hoping that she could lose Valentino's men if she ran fast enough.

Suddenly Cherri found herself being yanked from behind, one of the men had managed to grab her backpack and got ahold of her. She gasped and let out a shriek in response, trying desperately to free herself to no avail.

"Got her!" One of them exclaimed,"Finally! Didn't think we'd ever catch up to her, Val wasn't lying when he said she was a massive pain in the ass to capture."

"Let me go you assholes!" She hissed.

"Not a chance, Cherri. This is the end of the line for you. You've caused far too much trouble to be allowed to slip through the cracks again…"

As Cherri struggled to wiggle free, one of them must've noticed Fat Nuggets in the bag as he lifted the pig up,"Aw, look guys, the bitch has a pet on her. Ain't that cute? I'm certain he'll make a good meal once we put him on the fire, don't you think?"

Fat Nuggets squealed in agony when the grip on the back of his neck got tighter, the big wailing out in pain and whimpering heavily, tears threatening to break out of his beady eyes.

They all laughed at their sick demented jokes, their humor as black as their hearts. Cherri scowled,"You won't get the chance! I won't let you cook Fat Nuggets you sick bastards! Let go of him this instant or else I'll-"

"Or else you'll want to?" One teased, tightening his grip on Cherri Bomb to the point she could feel herself suffocating ,"Hurt us? What a joke. Without your bombs you ain't shit, Cherri. You couldn't hurt us if you tried. Face it, you're just a weak pathetic whore with no future. I'm shocked that someone like you who gave Val trouble for years. I don't see why everyone hypes you up as a 'spunky-powerhouse', without those little explosives you're nothing special."

In one last ditch effort to free herself, Cherri attempted to kick the guy in the crotch but he spotted her attack and blocked it.

"Low blow, babe. Did you really think you'd be able to get away with that? Or were you so desperate to save this piece of meat that you thought you could break free and save him? This ain't a Disney cartoon sweetie, there's no heroes down here and a sinner like you should know that once you're in deep shit, there ain't gonna be anyone to come to your rescue. There are no happy endings in Hell and your life will end as it had on Earth, as painful as possible. Given the trouble you put us through we should give you a beatdown that you'll never forget…"

One of them put their hands on the man's arm,"Enough teasing Ricky, I'm certain Valentino will have fun making her last moments as excruciatingly painful as possible once we hand her over to him. We can't rough her up too badly, that's Valentino's job.…Come on boys, let's get her back in the car and deliver her to the boss."

"Ugh..fine. You're no fun…" He huffed before carrying Cherri over his back,"Alright, fun's over, lady. Time to get you to Val as promised…"

Cherri frantically tried to break free to no avail, screaming and kicking like a mad-woman, protesting her treatment every step of the way. Dread began to flood in her stomach as they got closer and closer to the car and her panicked screams became even louder.

"Oh shut up. No one's coming for you. Quit your crying…" A man hissed,"You're making this far harder than it needs to be. If you just shut up and knew what was good for you we wouldn't even be here."

One of them opened the trunk and prepared to chuck the mad bomber in…only for something unexpected to happen. One of the men screamed and Cherri was dropped to the ground, letting out a pained scream as she landed.

"Ow! What the fuck was that!?" She then looked up in shock to see the men were getting manhandled by another person, shadowy tentacles rose from the ground and began thrashing them about, tearing them apart limb by limb, loud bloodcurdling screams filling the skies and ducked behind the car to avoid seeing the carnage.

She couldn't see what was happening but she sure could hear it. The sound of bones cracking and guts spilling was unmistakable and the scent of guts and death clouded the air. She had covered her head and waited for the sounds to come to a halt.

Her heart nearly skipped a beat when she heard dainty footsteps walking around nearby and she held her breath as they came closer, praying to every God that may or may not have existed that she didn't have a painful demise like she had in life.

As the footsteps came closer to her location, Cherri prepared for the worst only for the worst to never come. She lifted her head up, already anticipating it to be one of Valentino's men toying with her only to see someone else she had never seen before.

It was a woman with a large old fashioned hat and dress and pale gray skin. Her eyes lacked any sort of pupils and were blacker than night with sharp pointed teeth, her hair on the short side. There was blood on her hands and on her dress and she was staring at her with a blank expression.

Holding back the fear she felt she asked,"Who..who are you?"

"My name is Rosie…" She said,"And you must be the rowdy delinquent that they call Cherri Bomb, correct?"

"Have you heard of me?"

"Hard not to…The news used to report on you before you went into hiding…I can't say I expected to see you in these parts, this place doesn't exactly seem to be to your liking. And I take it that those men I…dispatched earlier weren't you friends."

"Course not. Those bastards tried to kidnap me…" She hissed,"They're one of Valentino's lapdogs. Fuckers would've got me had you not saved my ass back there…"

"Valentino…" Rosie muttered,"That no good scoundrel…Of course he's behind this…He always is…"

"Have a bad run-in with that asshole?"

"You could say that…'' She remarked,"Valentino has been…trying to threaten me in order to hand over some borrowed properties of mine. He got rather angry. I refused to hand it over and he's been quite the pain in my backside ever since. The sick freak refuses to let up and he's taunting me at this point, as if he's got nothing better to do. He's been nothing but a demented stalker towards me with his provocative phone calls and threatening behaviour. Absolutely abhorrent behavior in a person."

Cherri was going to say she sounded surprised…but then she remembered who Rosie was talking about and found it hard to say such a statement. With everything Angel told her about what Val had done to him over the years, it was hard to be surprised at Valentino's behavior as there didn't appear to be a law he wouldn't stand to in order to get what he wanted.

He would rape, steal, torture, everything a true demon would do to you and worse. All for his sick amusement. There wasn't anything that the bastard wouldn't do for money and power and if it helped enact his own desires then so be it. Everyone and everything was disposable to Val because the only thing he valued in that black heart of his was himself and himself alone.

He was one of the worst of the worst in Hell's Hierarchy..at least to her.

Because there were very few things that struck fear into her but Valentino's abhorrent treatment of the person who is supposed to be his top star was something she couldn't forget nor forgive.

He was the reason Angel's life in Hell had become a living Hell and she wanted nothing more than to bash his skull in with her bare hands and despite the fact she was too weak to do anything other than throw bombs at his face that only slowed him down for a few seconds.

Because no matter how many billboards she destroyed, Val would ultimately just rebuild them with the seemingly endless flow of money at his disposal. Val would just move on about his day with a little less money that day, not that it would matter. All the workers he had would just replenish all the money and more and there wasn't anything she could do about it, not as long as Val was alive anyway.

And deep down..she knew there wasn't really anything she could do for Angel, for as long as Val owned his contract Val would always be able to take advantage of Angel Dust no matter how much the spider resisted.

Even though Angel Dust was gone…Val always had his eyes on a new target. He'd find someone else given enough time and while Angel was hard to replace as the top star, she knew Valentino would search high and low to find someone to fill Angel's boots.

No doubt would he resort to luring some desperate soul in need of cash and a place to stay into selling themselves and becoming his latest sex-slave for the rest of eternity just like he had done to Angel and all the other's who had come before and after him.

Because at the end of the day, Angel was nothing more than a pretty face and an excellent money maker. All his other attributes like his skills for weaponry or his smarts were not considered valuable to Val. He was only valued for his body and his body alone and Val would take that from him, whether Angel wanted it or not wasn't something to be considered.

Val's pleasure reigned supreme over all and if you dared to think otherwise, it was likely you were going to have a very bad time…

Cherri was suddenly snapped out of her thoughts by Rosie who placed her hand on her shoulder,"Are you alright, Cherri? You seemed like you were thinking about something…"

"Yeah. I was thinking…Thinking about smashing Valentino's face in with a sledgehammer that is," She hissed,"Oh what I'd pay to bash his pretentious face into the ground…"

"Believe me, I doubt you're the only one who wants to do such a thing…" Rosie admitted,"Even I'm growing wary of that scoundrel. He's been nothing but a perverted cretin since I've had the misfortune of interacting with him and he can't keep his disgusting comments to himself. The nerve to treat an overlord like myself in such a way. How distasteful."

"Wait…you're an overlord? How come I haven't heard of you?"

"Not sure, probably just never had the chance to meet. That and my business isn't something you'd be acquainted with all too well compared to the others."

"That…explains a lot. But does that mean that this is your turf?"

"It is, you stumbled right into it. You're so fortunate I just so happened to be nearby patrolling the area. I happened to see them take you after you made such a ruckus by cursing in a…unladylike manner."

"I'd like to see you focus on being unladylike when you're getting kidnapped. That shit will be the last thing on your mind, trust me," She huffed.

Rosie scoffed,"I doubt I'll ever find myself in such a position."

"Never say never lady. This is Hell, just about anything can happen to you down here…" Cherri said before panicking,"Shit! Where's Nuggets?"

"Who?"

"Fat Nuggets! My friend's pet pig! Where'd he go!?"

"I don't recall seeing him..perhaps he ran off while I was dealing with your pursuers. Though given he's a pig it wouldn't be safe for him to wander the streets. People around here do have an affinity for meat and aren't picky whether it comes from a person or an animal…"

"I need to find him before some fucker eats him whole!" She hissed,"Can you help me!?"

"I…I don't see why not…"

The women then began searching for Fat Nuggets in a hurried manner, Cherri knowing the longer she was away from Nuggets the higher chance there was of some bastard nabbing the pig and turning him into dinner.

"FAT NUGGETS!" Cherri shouted,"WHERE ARE YOU BABY? SAY SOMETHING!"

She was about to abandon all hope for him when she heard a faint squeal in the distance. She hissed,"I heard him! He's that way!" Cherri and Rosie ran over and saw a demon dangling Fat Nugget's over his mouth, ready to devour him whole while the pig struggled to free himself. Cherri's singular eye filled with rage as she punched the guy in the face and shouted,"STAY AWAY FROM HIM!"

"ARGH!" He hissed as he crumbled to the floor,"Hey! Lady, what the hell is your problem!? I was eating that!"

"I don't give a SHIT! He's MY pet fuckface! Go find your own food jackass, Fat Nuggets ain't on the menu!" She snapped, ready to throw another punch at the guy if necessary.

"Just who do you think you are!? You've got some nerve to take a man's dinner from him! You asking to get eaten alive, bitch!?"

"I'll kill your sorry ass before I let you take a bite out of me," Cherri shouted.

There was about to be another confrontation but Rosie stepped in, standing in front of Cherri before saying,"Excuse my friend's lack of manners, sir. But I do believe you had something of her's. Cherri's pet is her's and hers alone and isn't meant for eating."

"But-"

"Did you not hear me?" Rosie asked, her voice becoming somewhat stern while remaining polite as ever,"I said that Cherri's pet is not meant for eating. Leave her and her pig alone or else I'll have to force my hand and believe me, neither you nor I want that…"

The man gulped at Rosie's deadly tone and apologized,"Oh it's your Lady Rosie..I'm sorry for hurting your friend and her pet…I'm sorry, I'll be on my way."

He scampered out and ran for his life, leaving the girls behind. Cherri cuddled Fat Nuggets in her arms and checked him for bruises. He did have a few bruises and marks on him but outside of that he was relatively unharmed.

"You OK baby?" She asked and the pig nodded his head slowly, still visibly traumatized from the experience. The pig gave her a nuzzle and she smiled softly,"Aw, I'm so glad baby. I was so worried for you…"

"You're lucky we made it in time to save him, else he would've been nothing but scraps of meat.."

"I know…thanks for helping. I know you didn't have to but I'm glad you scared that fucker off. I doubt I would've been able to save Nuggets on my own if you weren't here.."

"You should be careful, Cherri Bomb. You wouldn't have made it had I not been here. You need to keep an eye on your surroundings and be on your guard like a proper lady should be."

Cherri rolled her (one) eye and sighed,"Yeah yeah, lady like stuff. Sure." She then noticed Rosie was turning her back on her,"Hey! Wait, where are you doing?"

"I'm heading back to my Emporium. It was fun getting to know you Cherri but I do need to get back to my work,especially with Valentino out there. I can't stray too far from my duties."

"Then let me help you."

"What?" Rosie turned to her with a raised eyebrow,"Help me? Are you trying to pull my leg here, Cherri?"

"I'm dead serious, literally," She admitted,"Listen, I know you barely know me but I think it'd be in our best interest to work together. After all, Val is after the both of us and it's better to fight as a team than by yourself."

"How can I know I can trust you?"

"Aw come on, I'm a…err…" She was gonna say 'good person' but they both knew that was a lie,"I'm a person you can trust. I get your skepticism but I assure you, I hate Val just as much as you do and if I know anything about dealing with Val it's that you can't deal with him alone. You need all the help you can get, overlord or not and I've got your back."

The hellborn overlord made a face, Cherri wasn't exactly someone she'd willingly associate with. She was a literal 'self-proclaimed' powerhouse who cared little if at all for the rules set in place by society.

Still, Rosie knew she wasn't in the position to reject help and she could always use a woman who was willing to get her hands dirty. It did appear Cherri could fight back and those projectiles she threw at people could be crafted with something more potent if given the proper equipment.

And more importantly, she was a powerful asset and she could always use that, especially with Val's suffocating grip over Hell's technology. With Vox and Velvet's absence, Val was far more controlling over what was put on TV, particularly advertising himself and expanding his empire.

She wasn't sure what happened to Vox and Velvet and she was assuming Val had killed wasn't confirmed but it wasn't something she had eliminated from the realm of possibility.

It wouldn't surprise her if he killed people who were his allies if it suited his needs. Val was a power hungry bastard and if Val felt that he wasn't getting his fill, he'd take it from those who were 'holding' the power he so desperately craved.

And sooner or later, Val's patience would wane and he'd get tired of messing with them. And Rosie wasn't quite sure if she could handle all of Val's forces and himself at the same time. Allies were necessary and Cherri no doubt had her own source of allies in her ranks.

The more people, the better chance they had at holding Val off from what he desired.

Because Al's territory was his and she wasn't going to let him have it. Even if she couldn't find him, she'd rather keep what she had left of him standing than allow it to be in the hand of an overlord who already had too much power in his hands as it was.

"Fine…" Rosie said,"I suppose I can give you a chance to prove yourself useful. Good allies are hard to find in these parts. Though are you certain of this? You know the risks involved…"

"I've been taking risks for years. Val can't scare me off no matter how many assholes he sends my way. I'll be damned again before I let that fucker get the better of me. And besides, any enemy of Val's is a friend of mine."

"Fair enough," The hellborn said,"In that case, we should head back to the Emporium. We'll regroup there and discuss what we should do afterwards we'll get you new clothes…"

"New clothes? What for?"

"The clothes you're currently wearing are unladylike and improper. It is inappropriate and I cannot be seen with someone dressed the way you are."

Cherri scoffed,"Are you serious right now?"

"Oh course I am, a good lady needs to be proper and graceful," She replied, leading Cherri away,"Come on, Cherri. I'll teach you the ways of being a lady…"

The mad-bomber groaned in response. Rosie was rather overbearing with her 'ladylike' nonsense.

Still, it wasn't all bad. She at least had a place to stay now and she'd probably get some clean clothes and access to good food. No doubt that was something Fat Nuggets would appreciate as well, he needed baths on a daily basis given how messy he was.

She and Rosie weren't friends…but it was something. In the very least, she was safe..somewhat anyway. She wasn't sure how long it would last, but she was hoping it'd last long enough to get revenge on Val not only for what he did to her, but for what he did to Angel for all those years…She didn't care how long it would take, she would see justice for what he did.

Valentino scowled as he looked at his phone, his men hadn't picked up his calls and he had assumed the worst."Tch! Can't even get their hands around one woman. Can't believe them, losing track of Cherri Bomb after I specifically told them about her. Yet that bitch still managed to evade them. What a bunch of incompetents…"

He pinched the bridge of his forehead, sighing in annoyance. Whatever, wasn't that big of a deal, he could always pursue her later. Wasn't like Cherri was any true threat to him. They both knew she couldn't really hurt him, not in a way that mattered.

Rosie still refused to hand Al's territories over to him. The woman was stubborn and he wasn't going to lie, he did find it irritating how damn loyal she was to Al. If he didn't know how Al was he would've assumed they were together with how fiercely she defended his property. No amount of money would sway her and no matter how many times he stalked her/threatened her she refused to hand it over.

He figured he'd have to up his game but his mind soon drifted towards his top star, Angel Dust.

By now, he had assumed the Spider had a run-in with an Exterminator and perished as a result. It was such a shame, he could've used the Spider a little more and now that he was gone he'd have to invest in a new target.

It wasn't anything he hadn't done before, he had lured countless people into selling their souls to him but Angel Dust was damn near irreplaceable. He wasn't like the rest of the whores who in all honesty were a dime a dozen in quality.

Angel Dust was one of a kind and Val knew that none of the whores he currently possessed could fill in his spot as well as he did. He had tried to get them to fill Angel's boots but none of them were qualified enough to do so and he had to look elsewhere for what he wanted.

He'd need a replacement, someone just like Angel Dust…or at least close enough to him that the profits he'd make of them would be rather similar.

He scraped his mind for ideas before it hit him. One time he remembered early on in his and Angel's partnership just prior to the Spider selling his soul to him mentioning his family. Val knew Henroin personally and they weren't exactly fans with each other even ignoring Angel's involvement with porn.

If his memory served him well, he remembered Angel mentioning he had an older brother, Arackniss. Val had seen him a few times though they never physically talked(not that Arackniss wanted to talk to him anyway).

The guy was OK looking. He wasn't ugly but he most certainly wasn't jaw-droppingly handsome either. He was a bit rough-looking and wasn't as 'soft' as his 'pretty-boy' brother.

He was certainly not Angel Dust but Val figured he could work around that. It wasn't like he hadn't modified his employees to an extent. Some surgery and makeup went a long way and you could transform any demon into a model with a bit of power and a lot of money.

Still, he'd need to find Arackniss first and get him to work with him. It'd be a bit harder given Val was 99% sure Arackniss was straight but he figured he could work around that little detail with a few threats and sweet-talk.

He then began looking into Arackniss's database that he got access to from Vox's computer. Given his sorry excuse of an ex wasn't around to stop him from snooping around, Val decided to use Vox's database for his own purposes.

From what he got off of it, Arackniss was a loner and very distant, showing little to no emotion and was known for being cold-blooded when the cards were down. Nothing he was too surprised about, the man was a gangster, of course he'd be on the cold-blooded side.

With the information in hand, Val already had an idea. All he'd to do was locate Arackniss and have a little talk with him. Because if he knew anything about Angel's people it was that they didn't like their family being threatened. He just had to target their weaknesses and he'd get EXACTLY what he wanted…

'Perfect...I've got a new star in the making...Now all I gotta do is wait...'

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Enigmus-288: Yeah everyone's unaware Vox is breathing and honest to god has bigger problems on his mind. Charlie doesn't like Helsa but I think she's got bigger problems than her honestly. Helsa's a bitch but they have far worse people to deal with.