Note from the Author: This chapter contains material that may not be acceptable for all readers and/or may be triggering or extremely disturbing for some readers. If you are sensitive to things such as (attempted) assault, SA, violence, extreme terror, and attempted/threat of murder, please feel free to skip this chapter. I hope to see you return for Chapter 17.
"Wow, what a creep," Vaggie huffed, "I can't believe you're friends with that guy, Husk." Husk let out a chuckle and said, "Clancy's not a friend, he's my supplier. The old storekeeper, Heinrich, was a friend. Clancy just took over the shop after Heinie died a few years back in the Extermination. Fucking shame; he was… one of the last real friends I had from back in the day."
"Back in the day?" "Yeah… when I was," Husk swallowed thick and said, "Back when I was still an overlord." Husk's face fell as he said, "I'm… not proud of all that I did back then. And I've got more than my fair share of regrets. When shit started going south, most of the guys who invested into the business with me dropped out. Heinrich was the last to leave, pulling what he could to keep his own side businesses afloat. But, at least he stayed for as long as he could; pretty much all the others ducked out the second things started going wrong and none of them even tried to help. They all just… let me drown myself." Husk turned to face Vaggie, but she was gone. "Vaggie!? What the fuck? Where'd you go!?"
"Get off of me!" a voice shouted, "Let me go!" "Vaggie!?" Husk ran towards where he could hear her voice coming from, spotting her in an alley, wrestling with another demon. He was a good foot and a half taller than her, buff, and was brandishing a knife. Husk cursed internally at the fact that Vaggie didn't have her angelic spear on her; she must've left it back at the hotel, or she'd have it out and ready to defend herself.
"Get away from me," Vaggie snarled, yelling as the demon grabbed her wrist and tried to push her against the wall, "Get off!" "Shut up, cunt!" Vaggie shrieked as the demon lifted her up and slammed her against the ground, straddling her hips and holding her down as he lifted her arms above her head, "Hmm, not very busty… but a lay's a lay, I guess."
"The fuck are you talking about?" Vaggie trembled, "I said get off!" The angel let out a wail as the demon cut her cheek, placing the blade down on the ground by her head and gripping her chest before sliding his hand down to try to grip the edge of her skirt. The demon chuckled, licking his lips as Vaggie screamed and writhed underneath him. "Yeah, go ahead and scream. It gets me nice and ha-ah!"
Vaggie's eye shot open as the demon's weight suddenly lifted off her; she looked up and saw Husk dragging him off by his hair. "What the fuck!" the demon let out a yelp as Husk lifted the bottle of flavoring and sideswiped him in the head, soaking them both in the sticky strawberry liquid. Vaggie gasped as she turned to try to run, screaming as the demon grabbed his blade in one hand and her hand in the other, spinning her around and putting the blade to her neck.
"One move, grandpa and the hottie's as good as dead," the demon said with a wheezy laughed, "Unless you wanna watch… beat it!" Vaggie cried as the demon threw her against the wall, pinning her down with one hand as he tried to pull her skirt down with the other. A chill ran down her spine as she heard a roar and the demon was pulled away once again. "What the fuck? I said beat it!"
"I don't take orders from rapists," Husk spat, baring his teeth as his eyes started to glow a bright gold, "Fact is… there's only one man in Hell who gives orders to me. And you're not him. Honestly, you're lucky that he ain't here right now… or you'd be ripped to shreds already." Husk's fur and feathers started to fluff up as he splayed his wings wide, blocking any chance at escape as he flexed his claws and growled, "Now… unless you value your afterlife, I suggest you back off… now!"
"Hahaha, or what, gramps?" the demon chided, "Huh, whatcha' gonna do? Spank me? Some threat. Like I said, unless you wanna watch, I suggest you scram." Husk looked to Vaggie, motioning towards the fire escape and hissed. Vaggie jumped up and grabbed the ladder, trying to get out of the way when the demon grabbed her ankle, "Ah-ah-ah," he teased, "Where do you think you're going, gorgeous? I haven't had my fun with you y-ah!" The demon screamed as Husk lunged at him and shoved him away, giving Vaggie just enough time to climb the ladder and get up onto the roof. "Vaggie, get away from here!" Husk barked, "I'll deal with this!"
"No way, Husk! I'm not about to," "Yes, you are!" Husk snapped, "That is an order, soldier! Now, get!" Vaggie hesitated for a second, but eventually she nodded and obeyed Husk's orders, backing up a few feet before leaping to the next rooftop, going from rooftop to rooftop until she couldn't do so anymore because the height difference was too great. At that point, she just decided to sit down and stay put, figuring it'd be safest to just wait for Husk to catch up.
"Now that that's done," Husk said, "You and I are gonna have a chat. A long chat." The demon shivered as Husk fluffed up again, his eyes glowing solid gold as gold and orange lightning crackled across his body. The chimera seemed to grow to twice his original size as he stalked closer to the would-be assailant; the demon trembled as a vicious growl came up from Husk's chest, holding up his knife in an attempt to make Husk back off. Husk hissed as he swatted the blade out of the demon's hand, grabbing him by his collar and pulled him closer, snarling like a feral animal as he glared into his eyes, into his very soul.
"Hehe, c-c-come on, man," The demon trembled, "All this because I wouldn't let you in on the action? T-tell you what, b-bring her back and you can have first dibs. I… I really don't mind sloppy seconds." The demon yelped as Husk slapped him across the face, slashing his cheek with his claws and making him bleed. He shrieked as Husk lifted him up and chucked him across the alley, sending him crashing into a pair of trash cans. "J-just… just tell me what you want!"
"What I want!? I want… you… gone!" Husk roared, his voice deep and echoing like he was possessed, "You worthless piece of human filth!" "W-w-what? Why? Why do you give a shit, man? What's in it for you?" the demon shivered, "I ain't done nothing to you. W-why… w-w-why can't you just let me go?" He screamed as Husk slammed him to the ground, boring holes in his head as he let out a hiss and said, "Because, you fucked with my family. And nobody… hurts… my family!" The demon's eyes widened in horror as Husk manifested a gun, the markings indicated it'd been made with angelic steel. He started sobbing as Husk brought the gun down and into his mouth. "What's wrong, you son-ova-bitch? Don't like feeling as helpless as the people you violate? The ones you ruin! Not a fun feeling… is it? Petrifying… ISN'T IT!?"
The demon trembled, shutting his eyes as Husk brought his finger to the trigger, his claw making a sharp clicking noise as it made contact. "This here is the difference between a man and a rapist. When a man hurts others, he cries because he is repentant. A rapist, on the other hand… only cries because he got caught. Goodbye and good riddance, you bastard." The demon wept hard, his body quivering violently as he waited for his second death to come. There was a click, and then silence. The demon gasped as he felt Husk's weight lift off of him and vanish. He let out a terrified shriek as he sat up and looked around, seeing that Husk had completely disappeared, along with his knife.
From up on a nearby rooftop, just out of the sinner's visual range Husk watched as the demon panted, looking around and realizing he was alone. Alone, but alive. Husk shook his head in disgust as the demon fell to the ground, shaking violently as he broke down and sobbed; a mix of pure terror and relief rushing through every vein in his body. "Don't misunderstand," Husk said in a raspy whisper, "I would've done it… if I wasn't down to just one bullet. You got fucking lucky today, you bastard. Don't you dare squander it."