Moxxie pulled Millie into an alleyway as another angel flew past them. "Millie, I will follow you to the ends of the earth, but not if you do it stupidly." Once they finished packing they checked on Iruma to pull him out of pride … only for the boy to have escaped through the window. In hindsight, they should've explained the extermination process FAR sooner.
They tried to find him for hours, only for the extermination to start up, necessitating them to hide away. His current priorities? Find Iruma, leave Pride, and stop his wife from throwing herself into the streets shouting the child's name! "IRUMA!" Millie shouted as she jumped through the streets, pushing aside any demon in her way as the streets of pentagram city filled with the cries of terrified sinners. "Damn it damn it damn it!" She cried out as she punched a wall down. "Why don't we keep a closer eye on him!? We should've kept the radio on!"
"Millie, he was absolutely paranoid and untrusting, we had to let him keep SOME privacy!" Admittedly a little less with the threat of extermination imminent.
"And now he's out all alone in the middle of the fuckin appocolypse, Mox!" She shouted. "IRUMA, WHERE ARE YOU!?"
"Millie, we need to do this with stealth!" Moxxie whisper screamed.
"Stealth ain't going to cut it with this one eyed mother fuckers roaming the air!" Millie once again shouted. "And we got like a billion sinner meat shields they're focused on before they try to get to us!"
"Oh sweet, imps!" … They turned to the voice of an exorcist. "Double pointers are comin with mama tonight! Tripple if they're the fuckers going topside!"
"They know about that!?" Mox shouted. "Wait, Emily's a Seraphim, of course heaven would know about it." Of all the times for their reckless actions to bite them in the butt.
The exorcist flew down, nearly taking off their heads if Millie didn't push him away. "Of course it wouldn't be fuckin easy. Small little pricks!" They began swinging with speed and power comparable, or possibly even exceeding, Vox himself.
"Oh fuck off, you overgrown flying chickens!" Millie shouted as she grabbed him by the hands. "You cheeky smiling pricks already bored with flaying sinners that you're focusing on imps?!"
"Personally … I think it's a miracle you fuckers are allowed to be born at all." They responded with a laugh, chasing after them in the air. "But luckily, rules are being correctly rectified! Small time hellborns like you are up on the table! The next step is purging EVERYONE in this god forsaken circle of shit! Next year we might even move to other rings, who's to say!"
"Iruma was right, heaven really is full of pricks." Moxxie grumbled as he pulled out a weapon, aiming it at the angel. "Get ready to run twice as fast Mils!"
"Oooh my, I'm so scared from a bullet-" And they shot a blinding flare of hellfire right into the bitch's mask. "FUCKER!"
"We're not dumb enough to believe we can kill you, but we can at least slow you the fuck down!" Millie glared as she took out a grenade and chucked it at more angels, blasting them back just enough to make room to run. "We need to find the nearest loudspeaker! That radio bastard is likely still broadcasting Iruma's every move."
"What we need is to hide!" Moxxie shouted. "We can worry about him when we're not focusing on not getting stabbed!-"
"No!" Millie shouted. "We've already… I'VE already failed him by focusing on what I want… I'm not making that mistake again!" Mille shouted as they ducked under the throwing of angelic spears. "The only way we're going to find the tot is if we jump out of the frying pan and into the fire…. You should leave while there's room to breathe."
"Millie-!" Moxie jumped over an angelic sword. "Leaving your side is the LAST thing I'll ever do. You'll literally have to kill me to accomplish that!"
"Ask and you shall receive!" An exorcist spun like a tornado right towards them, rapidly spinning two angelic swords as she did.
"Fuck!" He pulled her into an alley as the angel flew past, obliterating a building, the sounds of dying sinners heard from inside. "I really doubt that Iruma would appreciate us coming to him with an ARMY of invincible psychopathic killers on our trail, Millie! We need to loose them!"
"Fair point.." Millie groaned as she spotted a nearby billboard. "Keep them distracted and in one spot, I'll handle the rest!"
"Millie, splitting up for even a second-" Moxie didn't have a chance to respond as a spear was thrown down the middle of them. "I'll argue this later!" Taking out his revolvers, he began climbing up a nearby fire escape, where the angels began swooping in… and getting their fat and wide wings stuck between the metal bars. "Ha, not so nimble in a tight space, are you, holy cunts?!"
The one in front simply flexed, before the entire thing exploded in a crash of broken bars and bolts. "Wanna rephrase that before I decide to switch from the top down to the bottom up?" She growled.
"..." He shot another flare into their face, continuing to run away. "Blitz is influencing my banter in fights WAY too much." Probably a byproduct of him being the only 'positive' parental figure in his life… which made his bosses sexual advances towards him and his wife all the more uncomfortable. "So do you Exorcist really have any lives outside of murdering people? As an imp whose job is to do exactly that, I wouldn't blame you if you don't. After all, none of you seem smart enough to even CONSIDER a life outside of killing, and you're barely half decent at that anyways!"
"I'm a dermatologist." One of them raised a hand, making the surrounding angels stare at her for a second. "Oh don't be so judgemental! I gotta keep my mind busy if I'm not murdering these mother fuckers the other three hundred and sixty four days of the year!
"Why would heaven need a dermatologist?" Wasn't it supposed to be paradise?
"Do you actually care or are you just buying time so we don't murder you?"
"It can be both!" Moxxie called out.
"Well if you must know." They rushed in close, throwing their spear and pinning his shirt. "I just like the concept of storing up knowledge of an otherwise forgotten profession and one day handing it to humans when they stop fucking up!" They kicked Moxxie hard enough to break a rib, sending him crashing into a wall. "Something scum like you will never come close to achieving."
"I don't know, my wife in the sack always makes me feel like I'm in heaven." Moxie grinned, giving off his best impression of Blitz to stroke his confidence, internally panicking as he hoped Millie's plan was coming through real soon.
"Then we'll kill her too." They raised the blade up. "Call it 'angelic mercy' if you will, lovers dying together."
"Well, we did agree to death do us part!" Millie grinned from above, as she took off the metal beam supports of the nearby billboard, sending it downwards and ontop of the mudering motherfuckers, slamming them to the ground. "But there's still plenty of life for us to live before that day comes!"
"Nice one, honey!" Mox grinned. "But that won't hold them for long."
"Yeah, so let's find the broadcast and locate our tot!" She shouted. "I ain't lettin him suffer one more second of this nightmare!"
Charlie curled in on herself as the screams rang through the air. Suffering soul after suffering soul, candle after candle, extinguished, gone without any mercy. The worst night of the year for her, for pretty much all of hell…. She's had to endure it for two hundred years, being a bystander to the suffering of sinners… to her mom's people….to Charlie's people.
"Gotta say, not a bad safety pad." Luckily, as the princess of hell, she was able to keep a select few safe. Vaggie, and their newest friend and first ever super patron of the hotel, Angel dust. "A whole lot betta than Val's sex bunker. To stay in one of those, ya gotta fit at least fifteen cocks in your mouth at a time. I beat the record with twenty." Angel smiled fondly. "Good times."
"How the fuck are you getting horny when there's litteral genocide going on outside?" Vaggie glared disdainfully. While Vaggie fully supported Charlie in putting all their effort in making sure Angel participated in their program the right way…. She still VASTLY hated the spider demon with a burning passion, which made the whole 'helping them overcome their problem's' a little difficult when they'd rather argue about NEW problems than resolving old ones,
"Well it ain't easy with the clam fest you galls have goin on, but the effort is made." Angel grinned. "It be better if there was some liquor or something to drown out the screams."
"Sorry Angel, but as part of your rehabilitation process, we need to limit and remove as much of your vices as possible and replace them with much better, healthier and happier habits." Charlie cheerfully reminded him, glad for the distraction away from thinking about the death of millions of her people.
"Come on, the drugs were one thing, but liquor!?" Angel complained. "I'm not an alcoholic…"
"You stole a car and crashed it into the hotel when you went out on a bender…. ON YOUR FIRST DAY!" Vaggie screamed.
"Just a little celebratory last ride before going clean, chica." Angel grinned. "And I was CLEARLY more high than I was drunk. Come on, princessa, just some cheap booze would be enough!"
"But liquor is nothing compared to the wonder of … juice boxes and popsicles!" She beamed as she presented the snack table.
The man stared at her, before turning to Vaggie. "How good is the sex to put up with that?"
"That is none of your business!"
"Oh, so it's that bad-?"
"I WILL KILL YOU MYSELF!" Vaggie went for the spear.
"No no, no, no, no stabbing, no killing, there's enough of that as is." Charlie got inbetween and separated them. "And just so you know Angel, me and Vaggie have quite the healthy and proactive sexual lifestyle." She grinned proudly.
"Don't tell him that!" Her girlfriend blushed.
"So who tops?" Angel leaned in with intrigue.
"I would rather not divulge private matters like that." Charlie said with a hesitant chuckle. "Now come on, we can enjoy some snacks, right?"
"Yeah yeah." Angel Dust rolled his eyes as he took a bite of one of the sticks. "… Hmm, ain't half bad actually." Charlie beamed at that. "It reminds me of the first dick I ever sucked off-"
"Can you not…. Please… NOT turn everything into an innuendo?" Vaggie groaned.
"Again, I'm not drunk enough to make it easy." The sinner smirked. "The only turn off that could make me stop for good would be listening to that moronic kid on the radio. Like jeez, I've never heard of someone with less of a spine exist.." He turned to her. "...Except maybe you princess."
"Kid on the radio?" Charlie asked, more curious than offended.
"Haven't heard?" He smirked. "See, he's this-"
Crash
The wall was broken … as an exorcist walked through. "Heeere sinner sinner, come get your stabbing!"
"I thought you said this was a safe spot!" Angel Dust jumped back.
"It's an old hotel at the edge of the ring, it's as safe as it's suppose to get!" Vaggie shouted as she grabbed her spear. "Charlie, get behind me, I'll deal with this bitch!"
"No… this is my job." Charlie glared, marching up to them, glaring with rage. "This hotel is under my protection, and as the princess of hell, back off!" She shouted, displaying horns.
The exorcist stared at her silently, before clicking their tongue. "Buzzkill." They grumbled, flying off.
Charlie watched them fly away for a few moments, before calming down. "Problem solved … although that level of aggression might hurt us if we ever try presenting the hotel to Heaven." Hopefully their representatives were much nicer.
"...How… how the fuck do you even…" Angel dust stared at her in bafflement, before turning to Vaggie. "Did you know she could do that, Vagina?"
"First of all, fuck you." Vaggie punched Angel in the arm. "Second, yes. Unlike most demons though, Charlie doesn't NEED to be scary 24/7."
"Because peace and discussion beat war and violence all the time." She smiled.
"...Mother fucking shit I've landed in a fairy tale mental ward." Angel Dust rubbed his forehead. "I really need that drink now."
"Here's some apple juice instead." Charlie handed him a box. All in a day's work.. And once the extermination stopped…. Then she could present her cause to all of hell… and hopefully… eventually… heaven itself.
Octavia, maybe, might have been hyperventilating. She spent an entire week lamenting in her fuck up, and listening to Iruma's small and fearful breaths through the radio. It was the only way she could be near him… just like how it was before they met… before… back when only the sounds of her parent's fighting echoed the house when she didn't hear his voice… his soothing and relatable voice…. A voice that gave her hope that she wouldn't be alone.
She just wanted to love and be with him … and she messed it up. She dragged the boy into a contract and stole his soul. Something she didn't even know she could FUCKING do at all! Her first kiss and she practically stabbed hin in the back. Those looks of betrayal … and hate … those hurt her more than anything else she's experienced in the past two months.
Why couldn't she just kept him as her friend? A friend that could hold him when he was blue… who could talk to her whenever life just drained all the energy about. Who could hold her whenever she felt alone and forgotten … who could bring comfort with a simple smile …
How could she not fall in love with that? With someone's who's heart was so battered, yet continued to endure. Who managed to find peace and solace in the minor things of life that most people ignored…who's eyes remained so sincere inspite of the pain he felt.
She had to apologize, she had to make up for everything …. You know, after surviving the FUCKING EXTERMINATION! "Die demon scum, die!" An angel shouted as it stabbed a sinner over and over.
In retrospect, it was fucking dumb of her to just run off when it was clear that extermination was going to start… but she heard Iruma's plans to run off, away from those imps, and she couldn't just stand Idly by and let him get lost in this madness. She assumed she had enough time, that as long as she followed the broadcast, she would be able to find him and bring her back to the house… where she hopped to explain herself…and hopefully… talk to her father about potentially breaking whatever contract they were bound by to Octvaia.
So now she was having a somewhat mild panic attack while running for her life, trying her best to avoid eyes as she ran into an alley. "It's alright Octavia. It's alright. Just, find a radio, find Iruma, then get the fuck out of here." She could do this, she could do this-
"No! Don't shove up there! That's the most embarrassing way to die!
"Ring around the rosie, pocket full of demons, ashes, ashes, we all murder them to shit!"
"Please, I have a wife and child! Kill them instead and let me live!"
"Aww … I'll kill you all!"
Shink Shink Shink
-She couldn't do this! "I'm a failure!" She was just a stupid, impulsive child who made terrible decisions! Octavia messed up her family, she messed up her friendship, and now she was going to die because she was too stupid to stay put! "Fuck fuck fuck…" And it was all going to happen… with Iruma still hating her… still dispising her… with her never seeing that happy face on him again.
"Hey girls, check it, we got a goetia out in the open!"
"Wait really!? That's so fucking rare! That'll be triple points at least!"
Octavia froze, slowly looking up to the angels grinning down at her. "Let's see if her blood's ACTUALLY blue!"
"AAAAHHH!" She screamed, rolling out of the way as the Angel destroyed the ground with a slam.
"Let's box her in, no escape!" The rest started circling the air like sharks. "Man, I thought things would get boring real quick just killing imps, but this is really the jackpot!"
"Please… please don't…." She still needed to apologize, she still needed to tell Iruma what she really felt. "Please…Please don't.."
"Wow…. that is so pathetic ahahaahahaah!" The angels laughed as they surrounded her.
"Yeah, it almost sounds like it's capable of fucking emotions. Sinner's I get, but hellborn, ha! They barely count as people!"
"Don't even know why they exist to betin with. Did the universe need to take a shit when it was created?"
"Oh, let's have a spear throwing contest! Whoever's spear hits her first gets the points!"
"Nice job! Three … two … go!" Multiple spears were thrown … holy spears … wounds that wouldn't heal …
This… this was how her life was going to end…. As a fucking joke… her misery as entertainment for other people….welll, it was for the best probably…Octavia's last breath of life being experiencing what Iruma went through daily…she would make his face the last thing on her mind…. Maybe.. Maybe whatever came next would be kind enough to let her dream more time with him… just a single moment …
Two moments.. Three moments… Why was she still alive- "Aggg!" She felt something thrust her upwards on a roof out fo the spear's way. "What the-"
"If there's one thing I can't stand, it's these arrogant cunt lickers acting so high and mighty yeat ganging up all at once on a single demon." A sinner demon… one with pale skin, black horns, and a suit that wax covered in black X's. "You're welcome."
"I …" Octavia blinked. "Why …"
"You embarrassed a V for the world to hear, call this being even!" She pulled out a grenade, tossing it forward after yanking the pin in her teeth.
"Ha! Do you really think an explosion can hurt-"
BOOM
"Flashbang bitch! Run, now!" The sinner demon shouted, grabbing her by the arm and dragging her away.
"Right, right, right, right!" Octavia nodded frantically as she was given a chance to breath. "I.. I was about to…. They were.."
"I experienced the same thing during my first extermination, trust me, it gets easier with time, but not by much!" The sinner woman shouted. "So, mind helping me move some gears!? I'm trying to bring them to a bunker to help save my family!"
"I-uh…" She was going to die if she ran off on her own…. She couldn't reach Iruma like this. Going to a bunker with someone this capable of defending herself was her only chance at living past today…. And hopefully… she would have time tomorrow to make everything up to the boy. "Okay…. Okay… it's the least I could do.."
"Sweet." She had an object shoved into her hand. "We can't kill angels, but we can blind them and run like hell! We have three left, so use it in an emergency!"
"I.. I will…" Octavia slowly nodded as she followed the sinner's lead. "...How.. how are you so…"
"Badass? My mom's an overlord, and you can't be related to someone like Carmilla Carmine without picking up a few tricks of the trade." The sinner grinned. "Name's Clara."
"… Carmilla Carmine?" She started.
"Yep! Can't believe it, can you?"
"… The woman who makes and sells holy bullets and assored weapony?" The kind that crippled Iruma…
"That's the one!"
"… Alright." Once Octavia got through this … words would be had.
Husk grumbled to himself as he pulled out a bottle. "Every year they come around … and every year the screams fuck your up." Alastor didn't give too fucks about him surviving an extermination, but he also never did anything to prevet him from doing so. And fortunately, with someone as old and experienced as him, he had one or two blind spots around hell that no angel had ever gotten to before…. Unfortunately, due to said contract with Alastor… he had to share his space on occasion… and being around Nifty for an extended period of time made him almost consider just walking into the streets unarmed.
"I know…. It's a shame all the angel's are women." Nifty shook her head. "All those bad girls and no bad boy's in the mix? For shame."
".. Okay, even you have to draw a line with extermination." He said bluntly.
"I don't see lines. I see friends, badboys, and those that need to be stabbed." The little creep cackled. "Ooh, but sometimes I love to stab friends, stabbing people is so fun, can I stab you?"
"No."
"Pleaaassseee."
"No."
"Awww … Iruma would say yes." The psycho pouted.
"And then you'd feel bad because it was too easy."
"And then I would call him a wimp and give him these little roach collar as a sign of our deep bond." Nifty cackled as she held said object us. "It's been fun having a doggie around. He's such a good boy….which of course makes him very unsexy and unbadboy like, but eh, pros and cons."
The girl was a nutjob through and through. Husk took another swing as he laid back on the couch. "Sounds a lot more violent than usual. Angels are either ticked off or bored." He noted.
"Probably the latter. There's only so many ways you can mutilate a body before you get bored of it." The pycho nodded with wide grinned. "They're gonna be painting the town more red than it already is."
"Mm." He idly sat, tapping his foot.
"… Do you think they'll stop when it's over?" She questioned. "Of they'll keep going?"
"When what's over?" Husk asked.
"Earth. When sinners stop coming to hell and increasing the population." Nifty noted. "Life's not forever, and the planet will someday die, and poof, no more sinners."
"… Where did that come from?" Husk questioned. The girl usually wasn't that thorough with her thoughts.
"Been a while since I saw a live one. It makes a girl existential, you know?" She nodded.
"Yeah.. guess you got a point." Husk sighed, looking out. "Fuck, Alastor's probably getting his rocks off to the kid freaking out right now. No way he'd let the kid be safe on a night like this."
"You think so?" Nifty asked.
"He's changed in the last seven years… he's crueler." Husk nodded. The pompous dick usually went after assholes that deserved it in some shape or form ... heck, Husk fit that description as a former overlord. Iruma though ... he wasn't a dick, he wasn't a brat in the traditional sense, naive as hell but nothing offensive. Just some innocent, a word that Husk didn't use lightly, soul sold to him by someone else, payin for their mistakes. It didn't fit Alastor's usual MO. "Just hope the kid's fairing okay."
"Why are you just hoping?" The girl asked. "You know we can hear him on any radio, right?"
"The last thing I want is for the kid's screams etched in Alastor's fucked up show in my head." He shot back. "Kid's probably wimperin and afraid."
"Poor doggie.." Nifty pouted.
Iruma ducked into another alleyway. "Come on, come on, come on." Angels were killing everyone, angels were KILLING everyone. This was extermination, this happened all the time, and now a lot of questions he had about the population had been answered. They came down and killed souls like heartless monsters.
This … this was the true torment, the real punishment for all those damned down here ... just like him. Before, Iruma thought it was just like any other earth city like LA, but with demons instead. A horrible place, but a tolerable one that he could've gotten used to after a while…
No.. that was only the calm before the storm. Freaking angels came down to kill souls forever. They did it while laughing and giggling with glee, talking of points and competition like hunters against animals. … Emily knew and didn't tell you … Shut up shut up SHUT UP! You can't say it isn't true.. She's done more to help me than anybody, I can take comfort in that! Can you? She's already disappointed you. One sorry from her and you're willing to forgive? This is why everyone calls you an idiot.
The voices in his head, the explosions, the screams, it was giving Iruma a headache. It hurt running this hard, nothing was safe. You need to find cover. Alone, unfound. You can't trust yourself to hide with anyone. They'll backstab you.
He was alone, he was alone he was alone he was alone he was alone and he would die alone and unloved. Because demons don't love, demons don't know kindness, and demons sure as heck don't care about you.
Just stay out of sight, just stay out of sight.. "CLARA!!!" A voice with a Latina sounding accent shouted into the air, almost making Iruma jump out and exposing his hiding spot. "CLARA!! Where are you!?" It shouted again, as Iruma peaked, and saw two demon ladies, sinners he figured. "Odette, you should've just told me the generators were offline! Rushing out for parts is far too risky during extermination!"
"I tried, she ran off before I could stop her!" The smaller lady cried out. "And now she's out there because I was stupid enough to not double check!"
"Odette! We will get your idiota sister, then we will go home and talk about this tomorrow, keep your head in the game!" The older one shouted.
They were looking for someone … they ... they were risking their lives to find someone …. Family … That… that had to be too good to be true. A family that cared about each other in hell… that couldn't exist… could it? There had to something else to it… there just had to be… what demon.. what kind of person would go this far for someone else.
Iruma looked up, seeing an angel fly to them. Just run away, you'll die if you get too close, and your limp is already failing you. He … Just go before it ends up with you dead in a ditch. He … Just go before they backstab you again just like everyone else-
"Siiinneerrrr!" The angel was coming down on the younger demon ... she would be hit from behind and it would all be over. Just one less demon to hurt you ... just let them die-! SHUT UP!!!!!
He came out of hiding and pushed the smaller woman out of the way of the incoming blade-
SHING
-and felt it cut down his back. "AHHHHHHHHHH!" Pain, lots of pain. So much pain in his back. It burned so much, it was burning so freaking much and his whole body felt on fire!
"Oooh, another squirmer!" They cackled. "With red blood, must be a rare one!"
They marched to Iruma, and he couldn't move, and he would die because he couldn't let it go and he just had to meddle, because you're an idiot that actually had sympathy for a dem-!
Smack
"Agggg!" The angel was kicked into a wall… by the tall demon woman.
"Odette, help the boy up, I'll take care of this perra alada sedienta de sangre!"
"Mom-"
"Just go-"
"Oh you'll pay for that bitch!" They cackled, flying to the woman, who seemed to dance out of the way while the younger lady pulled him away "How about a nice helping of holy blade!?" The woman raised her boot, lowering it to the angel's neck. "You wretched and worthless demon-"
Shink
… Its head was cut off its body. No one moved, nothing moved. There was a heavy silence in the air, strangely awkward and oppressive at the same time. "It's…it's dead." Iruma stared. "Angels… angels can die?"
"…They're not supposed to…" The younger demon whispered breathlessly.
"It's … they …" The woman stared at him in horror … and behind him? He turned, expecting another angel, only to see his own shadow … smiling … Iruma turned back to the woman. For some reason she didn't want people to know what she did … and … she looked as scared as he did … don't be an idiot. Don't be a fucking idiot-
"I … guess it's a good thing that people don't die in the afterlife." He chuckled nervously, regretting what he was about to say. "Otherwise I would have killed an angel."
They all stared at him for a moment, the older woman somehow looking softer, but more serious. "Yes … a mortal soul … killing an angel." She spoke up. "... Odette, do you still have that new gauntlet on hand?"
"….Ye..Yes.. Yess.." The younger girl seemed a little confused at the situation, but nodded as she took out a shiny looking glove.
The woman walked up to the glove, taking it, before moving over to the angel's corpse. She grabbed the handle of their sword, some red glow coming out of her hand as she pressed it to the glove … the entire thing glowing with blue fire. The woman held up the object of her sword to him, the handle having a familiar fire. "Please … take this as a reward." Her eyes … they looked so sincere. "And never speak of this."
It's a contract … we're losing our soul again … … She said please…. It.. couldn't be that bad…and.. she saved him.. when she had no reason to. Iruma was better off as fodder for her rather than kept alive… you're desperate to justify how horrible this is …. no ... I'm…I'm hopeful.
"…Alright." Iruma slowly nodded, reaching out his arm to her.
She slid the glove onto his arm … he winced as the glove and sword got smaller and smaller … before all that was left was a white cross mark in his hand. "If you ever need it … they'll be there …" She spoke, turning to the smaller demon. "Come on Odette, we need to find Clara."
"Right, right.." The smaller demon nodded, before turning to him. "Thank you…" She leaned down and kissed him on the forehead, before turning away.
… Why does every woman we get involved with kiss us after we push them out of danger? Maybe.. Maybe there.. there was actually some good in hell… in demons. You're so naive even after all that? Well… I've never been the best student in school.
He… needed to get to safety… he needed to apologize to Millie… to his.. don't say what you can't take back…. To his family. You fucking moron.
Adam smiled as he heard the screams around him. "Nothin like a good extermination to get the blood pumpin." After so much bullshit from Em and the stuff she needed, this was exactly what Adam needed. To slaughter some filthy losers who had no right to live. "Hey Lute, how's the kill count comin along?"
"I've got fifty sinners and twenty five imps so far. The last ten of those were actually a whole fucking ass family. Disgusting inbred hicks." Lute gagged. "They're just giant red rats and they breed like rabbits."
"Oh don't I fucking know it, those little shits always slipping up and dodging bullets. Like fuck, why the fuck do you need to be so nimble! It's not like anyone's going to fuck your sorry ass after we murder you." Sure it was extra work to kill beyond just the sinners, but it was all worth it for sticking it to those revolting demons.
"You gonna join in?" She questioned. "We only got two hours left."
"Just a sec, I gotta tune my fuckin tunes." He grumbled as he fiddled with the string. "Could have sworn I had this thing fixed up before the extermination, every slaughter fest needs some good music, right?"
"Who'd want to murder anyone without music to nod your head to while everyone around you dies?" Lute cackled.
"That's why you're my number one, danger tits!" The only exorcist that came as close to being as badass as Adam was. And unlike that sinner loving traitor, she never felt guilty for anything she did! "Okay, okay, tell me if this sounds good." He strummed a couple strings from his lute/guitar.
"Its was so fucking wild when I got Angel gig…" He was suppose to be king of the fucking earth. Eden was suppose to be his kingdom to rule over forever. "And all the while…Up above was not prepared for this hell to be cruel, it made heaven scared." They got so terrified one of them would march up and punch a pussy in the face. "It only got worse, every day they lived, felt like a curse." Just more and more fear and concern, especially when their numbers growing. "Then one day, I just broke, and in my awesome genius, I made a joke!" And … Sera said yes!
"And I laughed, I laughed, I laughed!" Adam shouted out as he flew above, watching the beautiful carnage down below.
"Ever since that day, well, I guess you could say I've been this way!" He gladly cheered as he chopped off the head of a bull motherfucker. "And though I still get sad, as long as I can laugh, it's never bad!" He was free to do what he wanted, because he was the Adam! The first fucking man to exist, and the first man to never fuck up since he was in heaven! He was the ultimate winner!
"When you learn to look these demons in the eyes and smile.." He picked one up from the sky.. and threw them onto another Excorcist's blade."You'll find their deepest, darkest fears , and you get more power to file!" You were fuckin immortal, you were unable to get hurt, and you could outmuscle even the strongest of fuckers.
"And you'll laugh, you'll laugh, I laugh in the face of death!" Because death held no meaning to you anymore, death was impossible for angels, so when it happened, why shouldn't you have a good time with it.
"I laugh with their dying breath, I laugh when they try to cry!" Because why be a whiny bitch? Try to have some fucking integrity when your hearts being drilled out you. "I laugh when they don't want to die, I laugh at their funerals!"
"Ahh, ahh!" His posse cheered out loudly.
"And meanwhile you were all thinking I'm a criminal!" As if he could ever be in the wrong compared to these losers that were objectively the shit of the universe.
"Ahh, ahh!" His posse cheered as they ripped up some rotten demons.
"'Cause when I ought to cry, I just laugh !"
"I just laugh!" The exorcists cackled.
"Some think it strange and even derange!"
"Hahaha." His girls screamed as they punched away some fuckers, wrecking buildings around them.
"But laughing at the darkest things makes me feel okay!" Cause it wasn't like they had anything going on in there shitty lived anyways.
"Makes me feel okay!" They tried again, only to be met by a black barrier.
Newshot overlord, eh? "You should try it, you'll feel better that way!" Adam laughed as he flew up to the thing, breaking it in one punch. "I laugh in the face of your death, I laugh with your dying breath!" He ignored the attacks coming at him as he grabbed the fucker's throat.
"I laugh when you try to cry, I laugh when I watch you die!" He cackled as he lit up the fucker's body with holy light. "I laugh at your funerals, and meanwhile you were all …"
"Ahh!" They screamed in horror and pain.
"Thinking I'm a criminal!"
"ahh!"
"'Cause when you're about to cry, I just laugh!"
"I just laugh!"
"Or lose an eye!" He ripped one out of a cyclop's socket.
"I just laugh!"
"Or lose a leg?!" He sliced off eight from a spider bitch. "I'd get a peg and rest it on a pirates keg!" He took in a nice cup of beer for all his efforts.
"I just laugh!"
"Or fall down?! Well then you'd laugh..!" He picked up a couple of imp's by the tail, and made them fall to their deaths.
"A jesters crown is where you're bound!"
"Time to die, you fucking clowns, just make me laugh, just laugh, just laugh!!!!" He played his last chord as lighting vaporized about a dozen more sinners. "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha uh oh! Oh man… that's never NOT funny."
"Don't I know it." Lute chuckled. "Alright, I'm gonna check on south squad, they've been a bit quiet."
"Can't be anything too bad. It's hell, like ANYTHING here can actually hurt us."