Beyond the hell.

Chapter 1: Home.

I used to say that nothing would ever be worse than a life in hell.

I used to say that nothing would ever surprise me, and that I saw everything.

I used to say that nothing would ever scare me anymore…

How foolish and naïve I was.

-Extract from the personal diary of lord {REDACTED} inquisitor.

Illuminating a new day to the landscape of imp city and his multiple building around it, we found our-self scramble in a particular apartment with multiple bottles of different kind of brewage and alcohol littering all over the floor and furniture, following a track of alcohol leading to one of the rooms, we find an Imp on is bed in a white underwear with a horse draw on it, bottle in hand and snoring like there would be no tomorrow night, is sleep would soon be disturbed.

. Mustang Dong by Wrath Club.

You were the spicy little demon with the bleach blonde hair.

Fiedin' for some semen when I caught your stare.

Thought it might be love but you went too far.

FUCKED all of my friends and BLEW UP my car.

Grumbling in annoyance and barely opening his eyes due to the hangover, the Imp lazily reached for his alarm only to missed multiple time.

Lit me on fire.

Made me watch rom-coms.

Made a secret sex tape, and SHOW IT TO MY MOM.

Continuing to tap blindly around the night stand, he finally caught his alarm clock and grab it…before throw it out the window, hearing the annoying device crash at a nearby car, he rolled to the side with is pillow in his arm before going back to sleep.

Phone call: "HHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAA".

Fully opening his eyes at the sound of his phone, he let out an infuriated sight before throwing his pillow on the ground and grab his pant to shear for it.

? : "I swear too Satan ass, if its Stolas again I'm going to make sure that his dick speat leads for the rest of his fucking eternity!" He silently cursed.

Finally finding what he was looking for, he gave a deadpan look at the person wo was calling him at this hour.

?: "Fuck me with a stick *sight*" massaging his temple in annoyance, he clicked on the green interface too answered the call, "Yeah Mox, what do you want" he respond with disinterest.

Moxxie: "Ho hum…Hello sir, I mean Blitz, it's just…I was wondering when you are going to come…I mean no offense but you're the only one with the key of the building and…welp" Letting out an nervous chuckle over the phone, Moxxie hoped that he made is point without sounding too much roughs.

Grumbling between his word and hanging up on him, Blitz leaves out his bed before shakily going to the bathroom and take a shower, quickly vomiting in the bathtub and spitting out the rest with discomfort, he let the flooding hot water crash at his face with gentle delight, taking a bottle of soap and shampoo, he abruptly stopped in is action when he saw who this bottle used to belonged too.

Hearing the echo of a past quickly rushing at him, he panicky put the bottle back to his place before continuing to shower himself.

Blitz: "I'm sorry Loonie" he whispered with regret and sadness.

Finishing to shower and dry, he quickly move to his chamber to put his casual cloth, consisting of a black and red tuxedo with black cowboy boots and a skull collar around his neck, dusting off the few remain off the few clouds of dust, he readjusted the collar before going after the exit, grabbing the door knob, he glance back at the door of his adoptive daughter for a few second, only to remember the cry of help coming down his ear, closing his eyes in pain and rapidly grabbing a bottle of gin lying on the ground right after storming outside, his heavy breathing and cold sweat on is temple made him immediately unclog the bottle and drinking it in one swing, coughing at the burning sensation going down his throat, blitz tried to compose himself by slowing his breath and concentrate on the present.

Blitz: "1…2…3…*Breath out*…1…2…3…*Breath in*…" doing this exercise for a minute, he was finally able to calm himself and continue.

Readjusting his coat and marching down the step of this shitty apartment, he gave one last thought to a particular person before kicking off the door of the main hall.

Imp city, head quarter of I.M.P, 11:44.

Pulling the case from is M9 berretta and dismantle it for the fifth time, Moxxie waited with his wife Millie on a nearby bench just outside the building of I.M.P, since Blitz was the only one to have the key of their office, and the fact that he lost the double, both of them could only wait for him to come, usually blitz was the first one to be at the office early, but after the disappearance of Loona his adoptive daughter, thing have…change, at first he just started to shut off his entire company temporarily to put up multiple flyer of her in every part of the town, and photo on the social media, even Stolas helped him, but then after a few month without any sign of evidence, hope begging to fade away for him, and it started with a few bottle of whiskey, and then drugs, then prostitute, and then more of those three, reopening is business a few month later after the money started to run dry for blitz, he just accepted a few contract to make enough for the month and restart his week of debauchery again, Moxxie was glad that he reopened but…he clearly saw that it wasn't the same feeling, even if most of their contract were mess up or poorly done, there was still a sense of proudness and happiness to make the work fun and enjoyable, But now most of there contract were quick, clean, and fast.

Found the target, kill it, go home and take the money, that was how things were now, I mean it was always like this but…not with the "family" thing that Blitz always talks about, "Dear Satan" mentally sighting after putting the last part of his pistol, Moxxie was brought back to reality when he felt a light thug on his shoulder.

Millie: "Y'all right honey? You just zoom out agai'n" She asked with worries.

Giving her a reassured smile, he gently grabbed her hand before giving it a quick kiss.

Moxxie: "Yeah, its nothing…just thinking. That's all"

Frowning with worries, she put her hand on his cheek before gently caressing it.

Millie: "Are…are y'all still thinking about wha happen" she asked with worries.

Moxxie: "Actually I was thinking about Blitz, but now…" he responded in a sad tone.

"You dumb bitch" mentally punching herself for bringing back this particular events, but most of all making her husband much sadder than he already was, she quickly tried to find a way to fix her mistake.

Millie: "Hey, I'm sorwy if a bring back some bad memorie's, I didn't want to…"

Moxxie: "It's okay Millie…I mean it's been a year…I…I just made my reason" saying his last sentence with guilt, he closed his eyes, remembering every detail of this moment, "Moxxie! Help me!" flinching at the desperation in her voice, he immediately opens his eyes at the sound of a nearby car.

Millie: "Ha, here Blitz" she said with enthusiasm.

Both getting up from the bench and following Blitz right after he got out of his van Blitz with his eyes tired and a frown of anger plastered on his face, pushed the door of the main hall with enough strength that it almost pulls them off their hinge, ignoring his act and the multiple look they receive from a few nearby demon, they continued their way into the elevator.

Blitz: "Push the fucking button Mox" he said sternly.

Moxxie: "Y-Yes sir"

Pushing the button leading to their floor, a tense and awkward silence settle down during this moment, and with the annoying melody played by the elevator, thing didn't make it a lot better "For Satan's sake, who tough that this music will be a good thing to put in a el-".

*BANG*

Yelping in fear by the sudden sound of gun fire and their ringing hear, Blitzo have clearly forget the fact that they were in a FUCKING CLOSED SPACE! Both Millie and Moxxie looked at Blitz with annoyance (especially Millie), who was now standing there with his smoking flintlock aimed at the speaker.

Millie: "For fuck's sake Blitz!" she screams at him with her hand on her hear.

Ignoring Millie comment, he just sheathed his pistol in his coat before moving out at the sound of the elevator indicating that they reached their floor.

Marching in the empty corridor while Millie was rubbing her right ear in discomfort, the group almost reached their destinati-.

?: "Hey, look who is here, my dear Blitzo…hooray" said a succubus with sarcasm in her voice.

Sighting in annoyance, Blitz gave the key to Moxxie before making a head gesture to go inside, now alone, he faced the succubus calmly.

Blitz: "What do you want Verosika…" he replied to her with a blank look.

Verosika: "Hooo nothing, just wanted to know how my shity horse lover ex-boyfriend was doing, just hear some rumor that you were spending all your money on whore and drugs…is that so Blitzo, or is it just another fucking lie like you" she asked with in a mocking tone and a smirk on her face.

Blitz: "Hey listen Verosika, I'm kinda in a bad mood right now, so can you just fuck off for the day and go suck on a dick" he said in a nonchalant tone

Not wanting to start any argument now, Blitz just leaves her with her mouth agape and a stunned expression.

Verosika: "Wha…what the- Hey! Get back here you piece of shit, we ain't done yet!" extending her hand to grab his wrist, she was shock to see the barrel of a gun directly pointed at her face.

Blitz: "Leave. Me. Alone." He said each sentence with hate and venom.

Seeing her not react anymore, he lowered his pistol down before opening the door to his office and going inside.

Paralyzed by the fact that she almost saw her life flash before her eyes, what she really scared her the more was the eyes Blitzo gave to her, "so much…" startle by a sudden hand touching her shoulder, she immediately turns around to saw a particular face.

Vortex: "You good boss? You loo-are you crying?"

Touching her face to feel a few drop of tear coming down her cheek, she immediately wipe them out before putting her pop star glass on and taking a huge swing from her flask.

Verosika: "it's nothing, let's just move" she said with authorities while heading to her office.

Questioning her odd behavior, Vortex just shrugged the situation, and head inside with her.

After the interaction with Verosika, Blitz just directly headed inside his office.

Blitz: "You know what to do, Millie gun and blade…"

Millie: "on it boss" she said in a neutral tone, before heading to the armory.

Blitz: "Moxxie paper, and me I got some contact to call and some booze to drown, so DO NOT. Disturb me…"

Opening the door to his office and shutting it off with a huge *slam*, the couple found themselves alone with their own core.

Millie: " *sight* welp let's get'n started" she affirmed with annoyance.

Following the example of his wife, Moxxie headed inside his office to start the enormous pile of paperwork stack on his desk.

Moxxie: "Ho crumbs…".

Imp city, A few kilometers away from I.M.P

Delivering our attention on a hided alley with two shark like hell born thug, beating up an hobo on the ground, a third one came out of shadow to announce his presence.

Third thug: "Tcthtcthtcth Jimmy. Jimmy. Jimmy. Why do we have to come to this hm?" he said in a mocking tone, "You know the rule…pay and we are cool, or do not pay and we beat you up, simple has that, don't you think?".

Letting his two subordinate lift this "Jimmy" to his eyes level, the little imp spatted a lump of blood before smiling at him in fear.

Jimmy: "Come on Marco, you know that I pay, I, I, I have nothing left on me, like, you took my business, and, and my house…I even gave you my fucking car" he said each sentence with fear and tear in his eyes.

Marco: "*Chuckle* Do you know why I like you more than any other client in this shit hole Jimmy" he asked rhetorically, feeling that he was not going to talk he continued "Because you are fucking loser Jimmy, you don't stand yourself up, or try to bargain, hell you are even willing to give everything you have just to have your peace…just like a good puppy".

Laughing maniacally with his men, he wiped out a tear of joy from his face before following his next course of action.

Marco: "At first, you were a good plaything, but now" taking out a pocket knife from his jean, he put the extremity of the blade on the nose of Jimmy, "You just bore me" giving him a quick slash on it, he made a gesture to his men to take him out away, "Throw his body in the first ben you found, I don't want to waste anymore time with trash like that" he ordered with an amused tone.

First and second thug: "Copy boss!" they both said in unison.

Letting his head fall in desperation, Jimmy just couldn't believe that he was going to die like that, like a fucking rat, "A rat…Maybe that's what I am…A cowardly rat" falling unconscious due to the multiple beat up he took for the last couple of hours, Jimmy will never find out the event of his salvation.

First thug: "What the…"

Starting with a few sparkles of electricity, an sudden spiral of blue and purple fire, followed with what appear to be some kind of scream and murmur came to spin in front of them like fiery wrath tornado.

Marco: "what is it?...Holy Satan?!" he screamed in anger and fear.

Continuing for a few second, the fire finally came to a stop and show what appears to be a…female hellhound dressed in some kind of old officer uniform, laying on the ground unconscious with two duffle bags to her side, the two goons looked at each other with confusion.

Marco: "Du fuck you waiting! Check her out, maybe she got some good shit on her!" he screamed at the two of them with irritation.

First thug: "On it boss!" Dropping Jimmy on the ground, he quickly jogged in the direction of the werewolf before searching any valuable on her.

Marco: "Anything?"

Second thug: "*Whistle* look at that!" taking out from her belt what appear to be the fusion of a sword and an chainsaw, the thug scanned the weapon with a smirk before pulling the trigger from the handle, letting a brutal and echoing roar escape the motor, neither of them where prepared for such a sound, this almost felt like the weapon was alive.

Second thug and Marco: "Wow…This one his mine!" they shout in unison before running at him and try to grab the weapon for themselves.

First thug: "Fuck no! I found it, I keep it!" Struggling between the two, the tree of them were so focused on their own greed, that they didn't notice the hellhound slowly waking up and marching too them calmly.

?: "Actually that's mine"

First thug: "Well fuck you, like I said, I found it, I keep-" Not finishing his sentence due to a hand grabbing his face, the other two back away by the sudden appearance of the individual.

Struggling in her grasp, she suddenly lifts the shark up in one hand, before tilting her head to the side in curiosity and squeezes his head like a watermelon.

Second thug: "Ho. Ly. Shit" he muttered each sentence in fear.

?: "Huh…it actually work…I'm home" she said while smiling to herself and shaking out the blood from her hand.

Looking multiple time between his last men and the women, Marco having enough suddenly push his bodyguard while taking out his knives from his pocket.

Marco: "what are you waiting! Get her!" he said while pointing his knives to her.

Not wanting to upset his boss, he charged at her head first in order to tackle her to the ground, grabbing her waist and pushing with all his strength, he was surprised to see that she didn't try to dodge it at first, but was eventually taken aback when he saw that she absorbed his attack before lifting him off the ground, head upside, and violently dropping him head first on the asphalt, seeing the shark dazed by the impact while still holding both of his leg, she took this occasion to plant her boot on his chin before violently pull on it, ripping out his head with sickening sound of flesh, having enough, she tossed the rest of the body in front of Marco who was now shivering in fear, dusting off her hand, she took back her chainsword on the ground, before slowly approaching his last challenger, backing away at each echoing step she took, Marco just drop his knife before falling on his knee.

Marco: "Hey look, I'm sorry…I didn't want to steal anything from you, they force me, aright, those two forces me…" pleading for his life while crying in his own piss, he desperately continued when he saw that she was still coming at him, "You want some money? Here take it…" pulling out his wallet and tossing it at her foot, she still continued to march, "Please, please, please, hill do anything the fuck you want…just please don't kill me…please…"

Stopping in front of him, and thinking for a minute, she put her chainsword on her shoulder.

?: "Anything?" she asked curiously.

Marco: "Yes! Anything!" he screamed while extending his arm.

Looking at him for a few second, she frowned at him in a disgusted manner.

?: "Hmm…Okay, you can give me your life, you fucking coward" she bluntly said before squeezing the trigger on the handle and letting out the engine beast scream for blood, lifting her weapon, she violently gave a piercing attack at his stomach.

Marco: "NoNoNoNOOO-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHH *gurgle* BBLLUUUURRRRGGGGGGGGGRRRRUUUUULLGHHTTTTTGRUUUURRRGTHHH"

Letting the chain cut through the bone and flesh, she rapidly pull it out from his stomach before grabbing it with her two hands like a baseball bat.

?: "For the emperor!" she screamed to the top of her lungs, right after she gave a huge swing at his opponent head, decapitating it in a messy but clean way.

Letting the head fly through the air and fall directly into one of the nearby beans, she let out a satisfied huff.

?: "three point" she said proudly while smirking, looking now at her weapon and the mess it was now in, her smirk immediately fade away to be replace with an frown, "Ha shit, now that would be a mess to cleanup"

Giving a swing to remove a few droplets of blood, she reattached the ¨sword¨ on her hip before giving her attention on her two-dufflebag, quickly checking them out, she proudly pulls out from one of them an commissar cap with a human skull sigil in the middle, "Hello old friend" seeing that the rest of her bellowing was here, she started to take the two duffle-bag (and the wallet of her victim) before moving in the opposite way of the alley.

?: "Moxxie…Millie…Dad, I'm coming home" she whisper under her breath, right after putting her cap on her head.

Imp city, office of head quarter of I.M.P, 15:50.

Printing the last paper concerning the restocking of ammunition and food of the office, Moxxie finally let himself take a brief moment of relaxation by falling on his chair and let out a big yawn of exhaustion.

Moxxie: "Finally" putting his hands behind the back of his head, he nuzzle on his back before closing his eyes and take a little moment for his own thought, "*sight* I can't wait to go on the field with Millie, all this paper is starting to get on my nerve and we need money to pay the incoming depth" grumbling in annoyance he continued his monologue, "Shit, now it's our depth who are getting on my nerve…Lucifer mercy, all this stuff will be much more easier if Blitz didn't use our pay check on booze and hoe…but I can't really blame him, since Loona disappearance his…fuck, you know what lets just leave that for another time buddy, it's been one year after all…" clenching his teeth and gripping the hair on the back of his skull, he grumble between his breath, "A year that wouldn't have happens if you were strong enough to pull her out of this damn fucking portal…"

Angrily opening his eyes before jumping from his seat, he started to leave his office before walking in the direction of the kitchen and taking out from the fridge a bottle of energy juice, uncapping the bottle and seating on the office couch, he took out a huge swing from it before staring at it in emptiness.

Millie: "Hey Mox, ar' yall alright's?"

Not noticing his wife coming out from the armory with a box of ammunition, he gave her a reassured smile.

Moxxie: "Ho! Hey Millie, didn't see you there, and yeah, I'm alright just thinking…again" he said with his eyes on the ground.

Knowing what his husband was thinking about, she put the box of ammo down, before sitting beside her husband and gently put a hand on his back.

Millie: "Honey it wasn't yall fault, yall couldn't preven't wha will happen's" she said softly.

Moxxie: "I know I couldn't prevent that but…but if I was just strong enough to pull her out…she would be still here, with us, *Chuckle* and call me fatty" almost at the verge of crying, Moxxie used all his might to not let his tear fall.

Millie: "Moxxie I-" cut by someone banging on the door, Millie got up from the couchand make her way to the front door, "We will continue this later baby"

Opening the door, she was met by a tall hellhound, dress in a weird military outfit and a high-tech sci-fi gas mask in a skull form on her face,

Millie: "Hell'o there partner's, can I help you?" she asks with an suspicious eyebrow.

Seeing the hellhound nod to her, Millie saw the woman pull out from on her jacket a notebook to scribe on it.

?: {Are you Millie from I.M.P?} she scribe it down with an elegant writing.

Putting her combat spirit at the ready, she slowly reached her finger for the knife on her back.

Millie: "Its Mildred for friend…but yeah I am…why?" she asked in a slow threatening tone.

Sensing the tension, the hellhound quickly scribbles again.

?: {Calm down, I'm not here for any trouble, actually I wanted to talk to your boss} she pointed while raising her hand.

Easing a little bit, she fully opens the door with a small smile.

Millie: "Come on in then"

Entering inside the office, the hellhound scanned the interior in all the direction and corner possible before sitting beside Moxxie on the couch and wait.

Moxxie: "Hum…Hi" he shyly said with an waving awkward gesture.

Copying his gesture in return, this help Moxxie to ease a little.

Millie: "Blitz! We got a client!" she screamed to the top of her lungs, almost making the room tremble by the echo.

Kicking the door of his office while shattering the glass in the way, Blitz readjusted his suit before stopping a few inches away from their potential client.

Blitz: "Hello welcome to I.M.P, if you want us to take someone out, please put the price and target on our contract and will kill anything or anyone you want in the living world…and we don't offer the knives anymore…" he listed in a bored and monotone voice.

Getting up from the couch and slowly reaching for one of the secure clips of the gasmask, the hellhound gently pushes the button on the side, making the system release a loud depressurize sound from it and a loud gasp of relief from the owner, the procedure completed she carefully pull it out from her face.

Widenings their eyes in disbelief, Millie mouth agape in shock and Moxxie falling unconscious on the couch, only one them could find the right strength to mutter a single word at the person standing in front of them.

Blitz: "Lo…Loonie?" he said with tear in his eyes and hand on his mouth.

Loona: "Hey dad"

MMMMMMWWWWWWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH I'M NOT DEAD!...No in all seriousness, i'm glad to be back and able to write some story again, for a quick annoucement on why i didn't publish any new chapter or story, well its very simple...my computer is dead and most of my file were on it.

But don't worry, i can still save my story, rigth now i'm squatting the computer of a friend, other than that i will put more of my time on this story and other project i have in mind until i can finnally continue on the other story, like iron angel and the ronin and a honest soul, since that (and i hate to say this) youll all have to wait for a moment.

Well thats all i have to say, don't forget to comments, put your critics but don't flame up, and have a nice day/evening, may democracy offer you some liber-tea.