Lily felt like crying at seeing an evil, scary-looking serpentine demon like Striker holding her at gunpoint. This demon was a terrifying force to be reckoned with after all. Striker was not a demon to be trifled with. Baby Lily didn't know exactly what to do as tears were streaming down her face as she was scared shitless. "Now calm down, little one." Striker said. "Call your mommy and daddy here so i can get everyone's attention."

Letting out a gulp, Lily cried: "Mommy! Daddy!"

Just like that, the parents and the sisters rushed to the kitchen to see what was going on. All of them gasped to see a scary cowboy demon with a gun in his hand, pointing at the youngest child of this chaotic family. Only a monster would do something like that. It would be a perfect word to describe Striker: a monster. "Ah, there you are. And... well, that's a lot of kids in this family. Now that's what I call a 'full house'."

"Who are you, you dirtbag!?" Lynn said, cracking her knuckles, looking ready to beat up this serpentine demon. Without a second thought, she charged at Striker in full zeal and gave him a hard punch to the face, knocking him over and losing control of his hands, losing grip of his signature pistol

Lynn was punching him in the face over and over again, but Striker got the best of her and held her arms in a lock, showing a bloody nose, "Well, you got spunk, kid." he smiled before the sound of a loud crack was heard. The sports sister gave out a loud shriek of agony at the ceiling. "but you're not quick enough." then he threw Lynn back to her family, where Rita gently caught her.

"My arm! My arm!" Lynn shouted in pain. "He broke my right arm!"

"Now, allow me to introduce myself. Call me Striker." he picked his pistol back up from the ground. He then spat out a tooth, and made a growl.

"Are you from Hell?" asked Luna

"What do you think?" asked the cowboy demon. "Demon tail, horns, does it not ring a fucking bell?"

"Rude." said Lola.

"What do you want from us?" said Lori.

"your brother. Lincoln. Where the fuck is he?!" Striker demanded

The family's eyes popped wide open hearing the name of the only boy in this household. All of them fell silent, trying to come up with a lie to save Lincoln from this dangerous piece of shit. "uhhh..." Lucy tried the firs to lie. "Never heard of him."

"Yeah, we never even heard of him before." Lana pointed.

"So you're going to have to look somewhere else for him." said Lisa. "Now if you can please be a gentleman and exit the premises if you do not mi-" the smart sister was cut short when Striker fired a shot in front of her on the floor, dangerously close to her two feet, startling everyone in the family, huddling close to one another.

"Don't you lie to me, pussies." Striker sounded impatient. "I know he lives here, and lying will get you nowhere but a painful death!" then he was waving his gun at the family to show how much he meant business. From the looks of him, the family can see that Striker plays no games.

"How do you even know about us?" asked Lynn Sr

Striker gave a smirk and said: "I have my ways." he pulled out the Asmodean crystal he stole from Hell to show it to the family. "I've spied on you all long enough to know about y'all." then he put it back in his pocket.

"What do you even want from Lincoln, dude?" Luna said.

"Let's just say, he is a perfect ransom target, and he will make a damn perfect price." the cowboy demon let out a cold chuckle. "But enough of that. One last time, where's Lincoln!?"

Silent again, the family had no choice. "He went with his... friend out for a Flipee." Rita said in defeat. "he should be back in a while."

"Well, how about you make him come back home in a faster pace?" Striker sneered. "You, pretty lady," he pointed his gun at Rita, "pick up your phone and call him back here for something important."

"And if she doesn't?" Lola said.

"Lola, don't!" said Luan.

"Hmph, then..." Striker grabbed Lily by the arm, and held her in a headlock. "I will give your youngest munchkin something to really cry about." Poor Lily felt like crying as she felt like pooping her pants. This Striker was a truly terrifying demon to encounter, and what other choice did the Loud Family have?

"Ok! Ok!" Rita said. "Just please don't shoot our precious Lily!"

Striker then lowered his gun and smiled. "I knew y'all would listen to reason." then he gently put Lily down, who was crying and hugging her mother tightly for comfort. "Shhh, it's ok Lily." said Lynn Sr. "Everything's going to be ok, sweetie."

The imp proceeded to point his gun at Rita's head as she pulled out her phone. "No tricks now, bitch. Or all of your brains will be leaking led."

Rita's hands were shaking, but she managed to call Lincoln. "Honey?" she said

"Hi mom, what's going on?"

"Ummm... Luna's guitar broke."

"What?" said Lincoln in surprise.

"Can you please help her out. She asked for you and you only." Rita sounded shaky im her voice. "Just please hurry."

"OK. I'll be right there."

"Good girl." Striker said as Rita hung up her phone. "Now. All of you in the living room, now!"

The family hurriedly rushed to the living room, and stood quietly. "What are you going to do with us?" asked Leni

"Make sure that you guys don't try anything... smart so to speak.

Meanwhile, Lincoln was walking down the street back to his house with the disguised hellhound. Loona caught something familiar and wrong in her nose, like a familiar scent she haven't smelt in a long time. She froze like a gargoyle and her eyes grew open to recognize it. "Wait!" Loona said, before grabbing Lincoln by the left shoulder. Lincoln didn't even notice her stopping in the rain, until he felt enough rian drops on his head and ran back under the umbrella the female hellhound had.

"What is it, Loona?" asked the boy.

"I smell Striker."

"What?"

"Striker. A mercenary that tried to kill Blitzo, Moxxie, and Millie before." Loona explained. "I smell him. And... he might be at your house."

"How can you be sure?"

"My nose never lies, kid." Loona said. "Hellhound perk." she pointed at her nose three times to prove her point. "He might be holding a trap for you."

"What does he want from me?"

"Beats me, Lincoln." Loona flatly said. "But it can't be fucking good."

"What can we do?"

"Here. Let me pull out my phone camera to look through the window." as they were close to the house, hiding behind some hedges nearby, Loona zoomed her phone to peek through the front window, and she was correct. Striker was pacing to and fro in the living room and waiting for the boy to arrive. "Yep. That hick fucker is there."

"My family! I got to help them!" Lincoln was about to charge in and confront Striker but was tugged by Loona.

"Kid, going in there unarmed would be fucking suicide."

"But... my family-"

"We'll save them, Lincoln. But you'll get yourself killed if you just go in there."

Lincoln was silent and realized he was acting irrationally back there for a moment, knowing Loona was right. He was just a boy with no weapons. "Maybe you can go in and take him down?"

"Well... he might kill your family if i go in there alone. He's a pro, and not one to mess with."

"What are we going to do?" Lincoln asked.

"I'll call Blitzo, the imp lovebirds, and Tex to help us out. Blitzo dealt with him before, he can deal with that fucktard again."

Lincoln had a bad feeling about this, but he had to trust his hellhound friend about this, and said: "OK, just tell me what to do."

"While i do the phone call, i'll sneak in through the basement and bring the guys here from Hell with the grimwoir here. Then you try to create a distraction for that hick, and stall him while the backups comes."

Taking a small breath, Lincoln said: "OK. I think i can do that."

"Alright. Now be strong and be careful, ok?" Loona gave him a look of worry and firmness at the same time at him. And... stay alive."

"Got it." Taking another breath, Lincoln slowly walked up to the front door and slowly opened it. He gasped as soon as he saw his family tied in leather ropes. "Guys!" he exclaimed in pure horror.

"Ah, ah, ah." said Striker, appearing at the entryway between the living room and dining room, holding his gun against Lincoln's head. "Not so fast, rabbit boy." Lincoln gulped as he was held at gunpoint. "SO you must be Lincoln. I was going to ask about your white hair, but frankly; i don't give a fuck about it."

"Who are you?" said Lincoln in a shaky voice.

"Call me Striker. The greatest hired hitman in all of Hell. Way greater than those I.M.P fuckers down there." said he.

"What do you want from me?"

"Just you." Striker plainly said. "I've heard about you. Like the fact that you came down here in Hell with that literal bitch that Blitzo owns."

"Hey, Loona is not a bitch!" the white-haired boy angrily said

"Lincoln!" Rita and Lynn Sr reprimanded. "Language!"

"Sorry. But Loona is a good Hellhound."

"Pfft, good at having a bad, bitchy attitude."

"How did you even come here to Earth?" Lincoln asked

"Simple. The Asmodean crystal. Special gems that let demons come and go to this planet whenever they please. Them rich bluebloods have these things since they are the overlords of Hell. I say, why do they have all the fucking fun? Everyone should get a share of these babies too."

"And what do you want with me?" Lincoln asked meekly.

"Well, since you are kinda famous in Hell, you might make me some big bucks to the highest paying crime lord. Yep, you're gonna make me as rich as Elon Musk, Lincoln. So, are you gonna do this the easy way? Or the hard way?"

Lincoln gulped, knowing he is in some deep, complicated shit right now. Looking at his family, he did not want to lose all of them. "Don't listen to him, Lincoln." said Luna. "We won't let him take you away from us, even if it means we all die helpin' you!"

"Quite noble of you, but i think you have all served your purpose." Striker said. "Since you're all witnesses, i can't let you all live. Minus the boy here, of course."

"No! Don't kill my family!" Lincoln tried to take the gun away from the cowboy demon, but he was quickly overpowered and thrown to the floor. Before Striker can start on baby Lily, he felt his gun being shot off his hand to reveal Moxxie with his own set of pistols. Millie, Loona, Blitzo, and Tex were with him as well.

Son of Scary by George Lynch plays

"What?!" Striker said. "How did you?"

"A fucking magician never reveals his fucking secrets, you fucking bastard!" Blitzo said. "Fuck you and your hemorrhoid-filled hole!"

Striker let out a small growl. "This doesn't concern you all."

"It does if our friend and his family are in danger." Moxxie said. "And it's payback time!" he cocked his pistols

"Mess with Lincoln, you mess with us, punk." said Vortex with his arms crossed. Millie was the first one to attack with her double-bladed ax and was trying to cut him in two, but Striker was nimble and fast as he was dodging every swipe of that large, sharp ax.

Loona pulled out her claws to cut the family loose, one at a time, and Tex helped out with that too with his own claws. "Quick! Everyone to Lisa's bunker!" Lynn Sr said before he led his family to the bunker next to the tree. Lincoln looked back to see Loona throwing claw strikes at the hick imp and managed to slice at his chest, and caught him by the neck, and threw him against the wall. Moxxie also tried to choke him by putting a wire against his wind pipe. The intention of this was for Moxxie to strangle his adversary to death, and he was trying to hard Striker wouldn't escape the wire's hold on his neck.

Despite how much Moxxie was trying to hard to strangle the life out of Striker, the latter managed to grab him by the head with his two hands and slam him to the ground. Striker was trying to catch his breath and felt Millie stabbing him on the left side of his torso, but Striker was quick, and picked her up by the tail, throwing her against the dining room table, breaking it in the process. Blitzo was the next one to attack and kicked him in the face, knocking back the cowboy, and grasping at his face.

Vortex just picked Striker by the tail and began slamming him on the ground over and over again left and right. It looked like the gang had won against Striker, considering how banged up and bruised he looked after all the beating. But then Striker surprised everyone by lunging at Millie and trying to slice her with a knife. But, like how Millie was with her ax against him, Millie was fast enough to dodge some swipes from Striker, and something caught him off-guard. A loud "Shing!" was heard and Striker paused to see that Moxxie had cut off his tail, and he fell to the floor, right on his knees to mourn the loss of his own tail.

"What... what did you do to me?" said Striker.

"Isn't it obvious, asshole?" Moxxie sneered. "I cut off your tail."

Looking so shocked, Striker held his disembodied tail like it was his own baby who got brutally killed. Then a great fury glowed in his hypno-eyes, and he was more than ready to kill these demons. "YOU'LL FUCKING PAY!" He shouted. He tried slicing Moxxie with a machete, but something electrocuted him, knocking him out cold and making him fall on his stomach with a thud.

It was Asmodeus with a taser, who was with Stolas and Fizzarolli. "There's the fucker that stole one of my crystals." Said Asmodeus. "I figured he would steal from me after what happened last time."

"Thank Satan we have arrived." Stolas said. "Are you hurt, Blitzy?"

"Blitzy?" Fizz smirked before letting out a small chuckle.

"Not in front of them!" Blitzo scolded the Goetia prince."

"Sorry." The owl demon frowned. "Force of habit."

The king of Lust picked up one of his crystals and looked at the other demons. "I hope he didn't do a big number on you guys."

"Oh no, it's you again." Moxxie said bitterly. "Here to be hypocritical with the us some more, you lusty-"

"Moxxie!" Millie said. "He's a demon lord." Then she turned her attention to the prince of lust with a glare of her own. "You semen-addicted piece of shit." She crossed her arms

"Hey!!" Fizz said. "You do not talk to my Ozzy that way! Ever!!"

"You stay out of this you pussy shell of yourself!" Said Moxxie. "I haven't forgotten about what happened at Ozzy's. You guys are a big bunch of hypocrites! If I were you, your highness, I would cut off your cock and make you eat it."

"Whoa." Loona said. "Big words from a fatty like you, Mox."

"Huh. I'll say." Blitzo. "I think you've grown like a big boy."

Asmodeus looked very hurt and offended by the imp couple's harsh words. "Look." He said. "I said I was sorry about what happened before. I know we were hypocrites before, but we promise to be more honest."

"You're gonna have to prove it, you pathetic excuse for a demon."

"Alright, one more insult out of your mouths, and I fucking swear-!!"

"Fizz!" Asmodeus reprimanded him. "Please. Calm down, baby."

"But they are giving you the worst kind of insults and no one insults-"

"I said calm down." Asmodeus said in a more stern voice.

Sighing in defeat, Fizz said: "ok Ozzy."

"You both reap what you sow." Said Moxxie.

"Look, let's just clean up the mess before it gets out of hand." Said Stolas

Lincoln came running in back in his house. "What happened?!" He exclaimed. "Is it over?"

"Yep. Striker is down for the count." Said Moxxie

"Are you ok, kid?" Asked Loona. "Did he hurt you? Oh, not that I cared or anything."

"I'm fine, Loona." Lincoln said.

"Good." Said Blitzo. "That was quite a fucking hassle."

"Tell me about it." said Tex.

"Don't you worry, my boy." said Asmodeus. "This hick will be doing hard time once I turn him in to lord Lucifer."

Everything was back to the way it was before and Lincoln was in Hell again with Loona, hanging out at a coffee shop. "Thanks for saving me and my family, Loona." Said Lincoln.

"Whatever." Loona rolled her eyes. "Word of advice about Striker. Stay away from him at all costs."

"Yeah, I got that." said Lincoln. "My family would have been dead if not for you coming to help. You and that beautiful nose of yours."

"Don't push it." Loona rolled her eyes again. "still, I'm just glad you're okay."

"Oh! I was about to hug you, but I remember that you are not a hugger."

"Nope."