Author's Note: So yeah. Trying something REALLY oddball like. I don't own Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss. They belong to Vivienne Medrano respectively. Enjoy! And yes, this IS an actual OC created by me.

Chapter One: The Beginning

Kyle's P.O.V:

(Background Music: Kingdom Hearts 2 "Laughter and Merriment.")

I woke up with a start. "Ugh...my head..." I groaned. I shook my head and took in my surroundings. I saw nothing but red and occasional fire...Oh. Oh good gravy! I'm in Hell? "NOOOOOOOO-"

Anyway, that's how I reacted. So, here's where I am now. Imp City. Where apparently the hell born demons are from. I walk around until I notice a building that reads, I.M.P. Headquarters. Tilting my head curiously I walked in. As I make it to the first floor I find the door reading, I.M.P. As I enter said room I see a weird short person. He has white hair and horns. Ugh...I think it's a demon.

The demon looks up at me and smiles, "Good day fellow Imp. I'm Moxxie! Welcome to I.M.P! How may I help you?" he asks.

"Um...just seeing what's up here. I'm sorry to bother you," I say with a sigh.

"Oh...well that's quite alright! Here at the Immediate Murder Professionals, we take care of your unfinished business, by taking out anyone who fucked you over when you were alive!" he adds cheerfully.

"Um...I have no unfinished business," I say with a sheepish grin. However...

"Hey I got a question?" I begin.

"Oh, sure!" Moxxie says.

"Have you ever seen..." I trail off and summon my Keyblade. "This?" I ask. Moxxie's eyes widen and he presses a button.

"I uh...BLITZO! HELP! WE GOT A KEYBLADE WIELDER!" he shrieks calm demeanor gone.

(BGM Ends)

(Background Music: Kingdom Hearts 2 "Rowdy Rumble.")

At that moment I'm tackled to the ground.

"Who do ya think ya are?" says a female Imp with a southern accent. "Attacking my husband?" she demands.

"I wasn't attacking him!" I screech. "I just wanted to know what a Keyblade is!?" I gasp.

(End BGM)

"Wait..." says a slightly taller Imp. "You got a Keyblade...but don't know what it is?" he asks.

"Uh-uh," I respond shaking my head.

"Mills, it's fine, let him go," the Imp then smiles deviously. I stand back. He then smiles genuinely and says, "Welcome to I.M.P! How can we help you?"

ZZZ

And in a strange way...as those words were said...I knew my journey with the Immediate Murder Professionals was just beginning...

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