The scene opens on I.M.P., with the group returning from the incident in L.A. to look for Octavia.
Millie: *smiles* Should've known y'all would find Via.
Lincoln: *smirks* Did you ever doubt us, Mom?
Millie: Ha! Not for a minute!
A knock is heard on the door of the office, so Lana walks over to the door and opens it, seeing three cloaked figures standing at the door. The right one wore a pink cloak, the middle one wore a dark blue cloak, and the left one wore a green cloak.
Lana: … Okay, this isn't creepy at all.
Middle Figure: Sorry, we needed these cloaks to not cause panic. *Lana lets them in* This is I.M.P., correct?
Blitzo: *steps up* That it is! I'm Blitzo, the O is silent! So, who or what do you need killed?
Middle Figure: Well, before we tell you… we need you to promise that you are not going to panic when we reveal ourselves.
Lola: *scoffs* We live in Hell. What is there to panic at?
The cloaked figures flip up their hoods at the same time, revealing themselves to be three Exterminators: Cara, Megan, and Sarah. All of I.M.P. drop their jaws at the sight of them.
Lola: *her voice squeaks* ...Never mind...
The sound of something cracking was heard as everyone looked back. Lincoln, who had been sitting at the desk, gripped the edge of it hard enough to break the desk into pieces, his Zodiac form flaring up as he growled furiously at seeing Exterminators in I.M.P.
Lincoln: *growling, his voice sounding demonic as he stands up* What. The FUCK. Are you doing here?!
The three Exterminators were hardly fazed by Lincoln's rage, having a strong feeling it was justified. They remove their masks, showing their pale skin, brown hair in various styles, and golden eyes.
Cara: Please, just let us explain.
Moxxie: What is there to explain?! You're part of the fuckers that come down once a year and slaughter anyone in sight!!
Megan: Not anymore.
Sarah: We left the Exterminators years ago and have been living in Hell.
Lana: *glaring* And how's that supposed to make us trust you?!
Cara: I assume that two of your clients were named Marcus and Andrew?
Blitzo: *blinks* Yeah, bu-
Megan: We know them and Victoria well. We're friends with them.
Sarah: They say you do good work.
I.M.P. was still a bit on guard.
Blitzo: Well, we're gonna need some actual proof from those three that-
Andrew: *off-screen* They're being honest.
They look to the door and see Marcus, Andrew, and Victoria walk in.
Victoria: They defected from Heaven and live here. *gestures to the middle figure* Cara's even working on a project to combat the other Exterminators when the next Extermination comes.
This seems to catch Lincoln's attention as his Zodiac form fades slightly away for a moment.
Lincoln: *his voice sounds less powerful* You serious?
Cara: *nods* Very serious.
Lincoln scowls a bit and crosses his arms, reverting fully back to his standard form.
Lincoln: Fine... what did you need from us?
Cara: There's some special intel in an abandoned facility that's crucial to my project. I was hoping you could retrieve it for me. Normally, I assign this kind of job to Andrew, but he still has too much on his plate.
Blitzo: ...You do know that this is an assassination business, right? With us sometimes delving into bodyguarding.
Cara: Of course. There's a victim I need killed because he's going after this data too. A former partner of mine: Stan Flunker.
Megan pulls out a holographic device that displays the target.
Megan: If this slippery fucker gets his hands on that data, he's going to use it to make a deal with Adam to purge all of Hell while he gets to take over the Seven Rings for himself.
Lincoln: *raises an eyebrow as all of I.M.P. gasps/cringe in shock* Adam? Who's that?
Sarah: The leader of the Exterminators.
The holographic device then displays Adam.
Sarah: He's the First Man that God created, and has the arrogance of a self-appointed king.
Ronnie Anne: He definitely looks like a douchebag.
Megan: *drops the hologram* He's even worse on the inside than the outside.
Lincoln: *growls to himself* So he's the reason for my trauma...
Blitzo: *nods* Done deal, ladies! We'll head out as soon as possible, cause I sure as hell don't wanna be purged!
Cara: *nods, then looks at her youngest daughter* Sarah?
Sarah nods and makes a briefcase of money appear in Moxxie's hands, as he then falls to the floor from how heavy it is.
Cara: This is to thank you for taking this mission. The second payment will be made once you bring the intel.
Lola: *perks up as Lincoln helps Moxxie up* This is just the first?
Andrew: *nods* You're gonna love the next payment if you got that data. *he, Marcus, Victoria and the Exterminators take their leave* Cara's that fucking rich. *Lola's eyes sparkle as Lana rolls her eyes*
Blitzo: *Lincoln sets the briefcase on a table* Alright, I.M.P.! *looks around* Where's that grimoire, cause we got a big job to do!
Moxxie: Uh, sir? *Blitzo turns to Moxxie* Not that I like to halt a mission, but how are we gonna get that data? None of us are smart enough to extract it.
Blitzo: *immediately turns to Lincoln* Lincoln, go find some smartass at the hotel.
Lincoln: *rolls his eyes* Fine.
Cut to the Hazbin Hotel as Lincoln is explaining the mission to Charlie.
Lincoln: -and then Blitzo sent me here to find anyone smart enough to extract the data that Cara needs for her project.
Charlie: *stunned* I never thought you could even get clients like that. *puts a hand under her chin* Though, I'm afraid no one here is smart enough to perform a task like that. Except maybe Alastor, but...
Lincoln: *scoffs* Like I'd ever accept help from that strawberry pimp-looking bastard.
Charlie: Hmm... Maybe... *gets an idea and calls out* Lori!
Lori: *walks on-screen* Yes, Charlie? *sees Lincoln* Hey, Lincoln.
Charlie: *Lincoln gives a slight wave at Lori* Lincoln needs someone who's good at data extraction for a recent mission. Do you think Lisa's up for the task?
Lori: *thinks for a second* Hm... let me call and ask her. *pulls out her phone and taps a contact*
Lincoln: Lisa? You mean the Taurus Zodiac?
Lori: *nods, holding her phone to her ear* The very same. That girl may as well be the smartest person in Hell.
Lori's phone picks up an explosion that shakes it slightly.
Lincoln: *surprised* The fuck was that?
Lori: Sounds like she's test running something again.
?: *coughing is heard over the phone* ...H-Hello?
Lori: Another experiment, Lisa?
Cut to a laboratory as Lisa Ludwig, the Taurus Zodiac, is covered in soot as her lab looks like it just got nuked.
Lisa: Indeed. *takes off her destroyed glasses and replaces them with a fixed pair as her lab begins to clean up itself, while also cleaning the soot from her* The results were... unsatisfactory.
Lori: *on the phone* Well, whatever it is, you may have to put it on hold. You're familiar with the Immediate Murder Professionals?
Lisa: *now fully clean* The organization that travels to the living world for assassinations? Yes. What about them?
Lori: *on the phone as Lisa writes something down on a clipboard* Well, they literally just took on a data extracting mission, but have no one smart enough to pull it off. They want to request your aid.
Lisa: *nods* Mmhmm. This does sound like a complicated mission, but nothing I cannot handle. Tell them I will be over in less than 60 minutes.
Lori: *on the phone* Alright, thanks. hangs up
Lisa: *stands up and walks to the door* T.O.D.D., keep an eye on the laboratory while I'm gone.
A silver and gray Hellhound-looking robot with glowing green eyes and markings powers on.
T.O.D.D.: Yes, ma'am.
Cut back to Lincoln, Charlie and Lori.
Lori: *puts her phone away* She'll literally be over in under an hour.
Lincoln: *grins* Sweet.
Cut back to I.M.P. as the text "LESS THAN AN HOUR LATER" appears on the screen, then vanishes when the door to the office opens and Lisa steps in, catching everyone's attention.
Ronnie Anne, Lana and Lola: *surprised* Lisa?
Lisa: *nods* Salutations.
Lincoln: *walks inside from behind Lisa* I.M.P., *gestures* Lisa we just got us a data extractor.
Loona: Oh yeah? How good are you?
Lisa: Remember that time Vox's servers were shut down for a solid year, and he almost went bankrupt?
Millie: Yeah, like 6 years ago.
Lisa: That was me. His funds became my funds.
Blitzo: *eyes widen* You did that shit at just 3 years old?!
Lisa: It was, in layman's terms, mere child's play.
Loona: *raises an eyebrow* Got proof?
Lisa pulls out her phone and shows her bank account, which read: 29,583,971.
Lisa: How do you think I bought my own private laboratory?
Ronnie Anne: *lets out an impressed whistle* That's enough for the high life.
Loona: *as Blitzo and Lola gawk* That's actually impressive.
Blitzo: Alright, that's enough proof for me. But do you know how to fight? This mission is gonna be more than just hacking and shit.
Lisa smirks as two mechanical tendrils extend from her back, one with a laser cannon on the end and the other with a buzzsaw on the end. Her glasses are replaced with silver rimmed green lens goggles, and metal gauntlets form on her hands from nanotech, three blades extending out on each gauntlet from between her knuckles.
Lisa: I am more than equipped for a mission like this.
Lincoln: *grinning* Lori definitely made the right call!
Blitzo: Fancy shit right there! *plops behind his seat* Alright then, looks like I'll be putting you in charge of this mission.
Lisa: *her tech retracts* Very well then. I assume everyone else would be on stand-by in case things go wrong?
Blitzo: Same thing for all newbie's first missions.
Lana: *notices that Millie is not in the office* I think Millie's gotta sit this one out again.
Just as everyone noticed that Millie was missing, she could be heard vomiting off-screen, then shrieking as a small blast of flames blaze through the hallway, leaving behind a scorched floor and walls afterwards.
Lisa: *everyone looked shocked, but she is unfazed* Pregnancy?
Lincoln: *as he and the rest compose themselves* …Pregnancy.
Lisa: *Moxxie runs off to his wife's aid* I figured as much. Imp pregnancy is rather bizarre.
Lola: Do they normally cause fires like that?
Lisa: Around the 5th or 6th month. I've yet to see if they retain those pyrokinetic abilities after the child is born.
Blitzo: Save the birds and the bees for later. Time for you to get going!
Lincoln: *nods* Okay, everyone. *runs out of the office* Follow me and buckle up!
Everyone except Blitzo and Loona follow Lincoln.
Fade to the living world as I.M.P.'s van pulls up to the edge of a crater, where a large warehouse is in the middle.
Lola: *inside, unnerved* Uh… You think this is the place?
Cut inside the van that shows the employees (minus Blitzo and M'n'M) looking at the mission site ahead. Lisa was checking the coordinates Cara gave them on the van's GPS.
Lisa: *nods in conformation* Affirmative.
Lisa stands up and opens the door to the van, then taps a button on her wrist. Nanotech spreads across her body and forms into a black and green tech jumpsuit.
Lisa: *hops out of the van* I'm going in.
Lincoln: *peeks out the window* Remember, at the first sight of deep trouble, call us.
Lisa: *nods* Noted.
She hops down the crater and slides down to the warehouse, stopping against the wall by the door. She summons her goggles and scans the whole building.
Technology POV: the screen is black and green with a HUD around the corners. The scan locks onto a bunch of signatures, though all of them seem to be motionless.
Lisa: *off-screen* Hmm… something tells me that the target got here first.
One signature is then caught, this one active.
Lisa: *off-screen* And that must be him.
Cut inside the building, where it was nearly pitch-black. Lisa steps in front of the entrance and shines a super bright light inside. It beams on multiple dead bodies with lots of dry blood staining the floor. Lisa walks down the hall, stepping over the dead bodies.
Lisa: *looks around* Hm. This simpleton did not do a good job concealing the fact that he was here.
Lisa flips down her goggles again. Technology POV: the HUD shows a schematic of the building with her signature approaching the target's.
Lisa: *off-screen* Good thing that makes him easy to map out.
As Lisa goes deeper inside the building, the camera pans to someone typing on the computer as he already killed the guards and he was transferring some very important data into a red hard drive. The figure was a dark green shark-like demon wearing a black jumpsuit with armor, and a pair of night vision goggles on his head. Everything was going smoothly for him, until he heard the sound of something. Cut to Lisa's feet slowly tapping across the blood-drenched floor, her footsteps echoing softly.
Stan: *back to him as he contacts someone* Grim, we haven't had a backup in the plan have we?
The camera changes to a massive plane flying in the sky and inside, a sexy blue imp with red hair, and a black two-piece, skintight jumpsuit was monitoring Sam on her computer systems.
Grim: No, this is a solo operation, why?
Stan: *back to him* Hmmm, we got a party crasher.
The demon shark has gotten all of the data transferred and took out the hard drive while Grim looked over at her map.
Grim: Your new friend won't last long, Stan. There's only one way into that room.
Stan and Lisa slowly sneak up to each other on opposite sides of the wall, guns drawn out.
Stan: Don't lecture me, he's mine.
Lisa: *quietly* Found you...
The two point their guns at each other and are surprised. They both hide back, then Stan comes back and tries to shoot Lisa. Lisa counters him and knocks Stan's gun out of his hand before delivering some punches. Lisa takes her gun out and looks at the computer Stan was using. Stan then shoots the computer and destroys it.
Lisa: *glares* Where is the data?
Stan: Wouldn't you like to know?
Stan and Lisa exchange more punches and bullets before Stan kicks Lisa forward, but she stops herself with the mechanical limbs from her back. Stan takes out a SC-20K and has it in assault rifle mode. Lisa kicks up a green energy barrier as she runs from the bullets. Stan then comes around the corner and sees Lisa's tail disappear around the corner. He then hides at the corner.
Stan: *contacts Grim* Grim, did you get that?
Grim: *cut to her* Stan, are you alright?
Stan: *on comm* I'm fine. She's after the data.
Grim: *puts a hand on her hip* Just our luck, I'll bring the plane in for you.
Stan: *on comm* Don't. This bitch's gonna be a problem if I don't take care of her now.
Grim: But it's more important that we-
Stan: *interrupting* No!
Sam shoots two cameras in the corner of the hallway and Grim has access to them to keep watch on Stan and Lisa's positions.
Stan: *the cameras activate, showing Stan in their view* Trust me, Grim.
Stan then starts walking in Lisa's direction.
Cut to another room in the building as Lisa hides, speaking to the others.
Lisa: Just our luck. He got to the intel first and destroyed the source. If I'm going to get that data, I have to rip it from him.
Ronnie Anne: *on comm* This Stan Flunker punk sounds fast as he is annoying.
Lincoln: *on comm* Okay… I'll start scanning radio frequencies to see if I can find any comm lines, but Lisa... Until we know what you're up against, I suggest you keep yourself out of sight.
Lisa: I already got it covered.
Cut back to Stan as he has his goggles over his eyes, seeing Lisa's footprints leading into the room. There, he finds a silhouette and shoots another camera to watch on the other side of the room. Stan shoots through the silhouette three times, then inches over slowly to see that he only shot a hologram displaying Lisa flipping off at him. He looks around frantically, only for a metal tendril to wrap around his neck and lift him up. He elbows Lisa in the stomach a few times and flips his way out, only to get kicked in the face by her and then backhanded by her mechanical arms. They exchange punches and bullets again and Lisa throws Stan onto the ground as he loses the flash drive. Lisa picks it up with one of her mechanical arms.
Lisa: Intel acquired. *the mechanical arm stores the flash drive within itself*
Stan gets up and shoots Lisa in the stomach, making her briefly stagger back. She looks down and notices the bullet getting plucked out of her body as the nanosuit reforms, with the wound healing as well. Both fighters hide behind the wall as Lisa then turns invisible.
Grim: *through comm* Stan, I'm sending you a camera feed.
Stan checks the OPSAT and found the camera feed was set on electromagnetic field vision mode.
Grim: *through comm* Though, I can't make heads or tails on what's powering that suit.
Stan: Well, might as well try this.
He pulls a small blue disc out of his pocket and chucks it into the room. It slides across the floor as we see three letters on it: EMP. The disc goes off, emitting lightning all over the room... but hardly phasing the invisible Lisa.
Cut back to Stan as Lisa's mechanical tendril then pierces through the wall, grabbing him by the tail, and pulling him through the wall as he's thrown to the floor.
Lisa: *turns visible again* A smart idea, but electricity doesn't affect my technology in the slightest.
Stan quickly throws a smoke bomb to the floor, which covers the whole room in smoke. Lisa quickly pops out to try and shoot Stan, but he has disappeared. Lisa glances upward and sees the vent on the ceiling is open.
Lisa: *narrows her eyes* You won't escape.
The camera changes to show Stan crawling inside the vents.
Grim: *on comm* That was close.
Stan: I lost the data.
Grim: *on comm, sarcastically* Oh, wonderful.
Stan: Oh, shut up, whore. I'd like to see you try this mission.
Cut back to the plane as Grim looks pissed.
Grim: Up yours, dickshit. Just do your fucking job and I'll do mine, then we both get to survive the Exterminations and rule over Hell.
Cut to another room as the vent cover falls and Stan drops down, aiming his gun around to see if Lisa's near. He then approaches a door and leans against it.
Grim: *on comm* She's just behind that door. Go get it back, you fucking fossil.
Stan: *looks uncertain* This is too easy...
Suddenly, both Stan and Grim got large amounts of static on their communication system.
Stan: *cringes* Ugh! What is that?!
Grim: *cut to her tapping down on the panels* I don't know! Somebody's interfering!
That's when she heard the voice of a certain Hellhound.
Lincoln: *on the comm system* Hello? Is this piece of junk on?
Grim: Who is this?! Identify yourself!
Lincoln: *on the comm system* I would, but I don't really feel like telling you, bimbo. I'm impressed, your security's pretty state of the art...
Grim's equipment starts glitching and blue-screening.
Lincoln: *on the comm system* ... buuuuut not good enough, clearly.
Grim: What?! How long have you been listening in?!
Lincoln: *on the comm system* Oh, long enough, bitch. I'd say I'll see you in Hell, but after the shit you and your buddy are trying... nah, enjoy getting nuked by your equipment, slutbag.
Grim's equipment soon short-circuits and crackles, exploding as Grim screams and gets knocked back, alarms blaring.
Grim: *flaming debris crashes around as she tries to call her partner* Stan?! Stan, do you copy?! STAN?!?
Stan: *cut to him, concerned* Grim?! *all he gets is static on the comm* Are you there?! Are you okay?!
Soon, all the lights in the building slowly went off. Stan puts on his Multi-Vision goggles and charges straight into the dark room.
Everything is pitch black, except for the glowing lights from Stan's goggles as he looks around. In the darkness behind him, a figure rises as their eyes glow green. Stan turns around quickly, only for it to snap to black. Lisa and Stan fire off multiple shots at each other in the dark, briefly illuminating the room with their muzzle flashes as they do so. Getting frustrated, Stan fires off his assault rifle as Lisa's extra limbs block the bullets, deflecting them and taking out the windows, bringing light into the room. Stan pulls up his goggles and looks around when suddenly, Lisa grabs him with her mechanical limbs and suplexes him so hard, he loses his grip on his weapon as it slides across the floor, out of his reach.
Lisa stands up as her mechanical limbs retract and her gauntlets form, the blades sprouting from between her knuckles. Sam angrily stands up, blood leaking from his head as he draws a knife out. The two fighters charge at each other and clash weapons, sparks flying from the clashing blades, until Lisa slashes Stan across the face, taking out his right eye as he staggers back in anger.
Lisa: Is that it?
Lisa and Stan inch closer and continue to trade blows, but Lisa manages to get the upper hand by using CQC to catch Stan and stab him in the chest a couple of times before pressing a button to emit a powerful electrical charge that paralyzes Stan. With electricity still coursing in his body, Stan was wide open for Lisa's last attack as the genius wasted no time taking her blades out of Stan's chest and driving it so hard from underneath the jaw that the blade tips were sticking out on top of his head. Lisa then rips the blade out, splitting Stan's face in half as his body then falls to its knees, then onto its chest. Lisa's mechanical limbs come back out, the right one revealing the flash drive, which she then takes.
Lisa: *walks away as the mechanical limbs retract* Quite an easy mission.
Cut outside the warehouse as it pans up to the I.M.P. van. Lana can be seen sleeping on the roof, Ronnie Anne and Lola were both looking bored, and Lincoln was monitoring for any other action.
Lola: *yawns* This is really boring...
Ronnie Anne: *glances at Lincoln* Any word from Lisa yet?
Lincoln: Nope. *the comm systems turns on* Oh wait!
Lisa: *over the comm* Mission complete, everyone. Stan Flunker is dead, and I have retrieved the intel.
Lincoln: Awesome!
Lana lets out a yawn as she wakes up a bit, only for her eyes to widen as she sees a massive shadow approaching.
Lana: Uh... guys? *points at the sky* I think Lisa should get out of there!
Everyone looks up, only to go wide-eyed when they see the flaming plane falling and heading straight for the warehouse.
Lincoln: *frantically speaks to the comms* Lisa, get the fuck out of there! The plane's about to-
Lisa: *off-screen* I am already here.
They look and see Lisa calmly standing by the van with her hands behind her back.
Ronnie Anne: *shocked* The hell?! How'd you get out so fast?!
Lisa: *taps her forehead with a finger* I thought of everything for this suit. Now, shall we get out of here? *hops inside the van*
Lincoln: *shakes off his shock* R-Right! We'll need help to make a speedy escape. *the big red transformation back appears on the cupholder* Lana, punch it!
Lana: *jumps inside* Okay! *slaps her hand on the button, pressing it*
I.M.P.'s van transforms into the Battle Machine. The wheels spin fast, then the vehicle speeds off. The burning plane continues falling, until it crashes into the warehouse and practically nukes the whole building. The I.M.P. can be seen racing away from the explosion, but the shockwave catches up and hits the vehicle, causing it to start spiraling.
Lincoln: *everyone screams as he tries to regain control* Hang on!!
He slams his foot against the gas pedal, making the vehicle go faster as it races the explosion. The I.M.P. Battle Machine races up a steep ledge and makes it to the top before swerving to a stop as the explosion can be seen from afar.
Lincoln: *inside, sighs in relief* Everyone okay?
Lana and Lola: *inside* Yeah.
Ronnie Anne: *inside* All good.
Lisa: *inside* Affirmative.
Lincoln: *cut to inside as everyone was panting in relief* Alright, let's head back. *pulls out his phone and calls Blitzo* Blitzo, the mission's complete. Lisa got the intel and killed the target.
Blitzo: *on the phone* Fan-fucking-tastic!
A portal opens in front of the I.M.P. Battle Machine, and it drives in, arriving back to Hell.
Lincoln: *inside as the I.M.P. Battle Machine drives to I.M.P. in the distance* Let's give those Exterminators the good news.
Fade to the inside of I.M.P.'s office. Lisa puts the hard drive in Cara's hand.
Lisa: Here's all the data you requested, ma'am. And don't worry about Stan, he will not be making a deal with Adam anytime soon.
Cara: *smiles* Excellent work.
Sarah makes the second case of money appear in Ronnie Anne's hands.
Cara: Thank you for this, I.M.P.
Megan: *grins* It's true. You all do great work.
Lincoln: *nods* It's what we do.
Cara: Now I better get to work so we can all be Extermination-free. *Cara, Megan and Sarah take their leave*
Lana: *looks at everyone else* Any idea what the project is?
Lola: Who cares?! It's gonna help us fight back against the Exterminations, and *points to the two cases of money* we're fucking rich!
Lincoln: *rolls his eyes* Keep the greedy hormones down, Lola. *Lola glares at him*
Blitzo: *walks up to Lisa* Welp, gotta hand it to ya, Lisa. Your smarts saved our asses on this mish.
Lisa: *nods* Thank you.
Blitzo: So, how do ya feel working here, either full or part time? We could use a genius like you on this team.
Lisa: *considers it* Hm. I did get some enjoyment from that mission… *shrugs* Very well, I'll join.
Blitzo: *grins* Good answer!! *hands Lisa an I.M.P. business card* Welcome aboard.
Lisa takes the card, then shakes hands with Blitzo.
Lisa: It will be a pleasure working with you and everyone else, Blitzo.
Lincoln: By the way, Blitzo. How's Mom doing?
His answer came in the form of Millie shrieking and another blast of flames that sent Moxxie crashing through the wall and onto the office floor, startling everyone.
Blitzo: *stares at a soot-covered Moxxie* ...Ask Mox.
Moxxie: *weakly lifts his head* She's… doing as good… as she can… *falls on his face, unconscious*
Lincoln: *grimaces* Yeah... I better get them home. *picks up his unconscious father* This pregnancy's getting intense. *walks out of the office with Moxxie*
Lisa: So what is my first order of business around here?
Lana: Well, first off, *puts an arm around Lisa as they walk off-screen* there's something we need to crack about the I.M.P. Battle Machine, something big that Lincoln's planned.
Lisa: *her voice draws out* I'm listening…
Blitzo proudly smiles with his hands on his hips, seeing that I.M.P.'s "family" was getting bigger, both figuratively and literally.
A/N: No song in this chapter. Sorry.