Normally, the Pride ring is run and ruled by the Sinners. Well, and the Ars Goetia, but they are not important right now. The Sinners run Pentagram City. However there are a handful Hellborns in the ring and the city. Imps need jobs, the ring has jobs. One group of Imp's would be I.M.P, the Immediate Murder Professionals. This company of small demons kills the Living if a Sinner pays for it.

They are very aware of Dante, the Guardian Angel of Amity Park. They know he guards Amity Park, they know he used to be an Exterminator, they know he is associated with the Princess' hotel.

Their customer Arabella Monroe, late CEO and Owner of Monroe Industries and Publishing, tasked them to kill someone in Dante's territory. She barked at them, "I don't care about that Angel! I just want this piece of Shit Masters down here to make his life Hell!" She struck their floor with her Angelic Spear she got from somewhere. Probably picked it off the street after the last Extermination. The Exterminators litter a lot, not just bodies.

"Fine, but that costs extra!" said Blitzo, agreeing to the job. "And half of the payment upfront. We need Angelics on our own. You heard of the rumors, right?"

"That the metal works on angels, too? Yeah, I did." answered Arabella. She looked to her spear, before handing it to Blitzo. "I work for Camilla Carmine as a seller. I could organize you some. I do not demand any discount, I just want Masters to die."

Luna chimed in, "Ma'am, your hate is the most intense any of our prior customers ever felt for their targets."

Arabella smirked, eyes sharp and glowey. "I don't know how, but this piece of shit has some way of mind control. You know, I was a ghost for a few weeks." she answered. "Masters is also a ghost, well, half. At least he pretends to be a human. I tried to end him, but that earned me my spot here. I was so close shooting him with a gun from that Government group. They're all over Amity Park."

"D.H.O.R.K.S?" asked Moxxie. While he is afraid of Dante, this group worries him more. With D.H.O.R.K.S they know what awaits them, a more certain danger than the unknown.

"Nah, never heard of those." said Arabella. "The Ghost Investigation Ward specializes in ghosts. I tried to push them into Master's direction."

Blitzo clapped his hands, "We better get going! This dude isn't going to kill himself!"

Danny knew who the I.M.P were. He did not like what they did, but he disliked the Observants and Exterminators less. Not to mention he had yet to meet them. That changed now. He could sense a demonic presence. He had no reason to believe it wasn't the I.M.P. Well, them or some Succubi and Incubbi. "What a way to start the weekend." he thought. Flying around Amity, he soon spotted the demons.

For professionals, their disguises were terrible. At least the Hellhound got one, even if hers was not blending in. Especially for the Midwest around this time of the year. Danny watched them from a roof. He followed them, hiding behind signs and buildings as they made their way to the more wealthy part of town. He got worried if someone called them on the Manson's – he could fathom someone would do that for Jeremy and Pamela – but then they passed the Manson household.

Then they were in the Ultra rich area. Very few people live here. One being that annoying Fruitloop. Danny takes a breath and swoops in front of them. "Your disguise sucks, I.M.P. Even yours, Luna."

Said demoness growled at him. "But it is an actual disguise!"

"Yeah, but your clothes are out of place." he countered. Looking to his godfather's house, he had to ask, "Is your target Vlad Masters?"

Blitzo lowered his good. "Yes…"

"Then I allow it. He is my enemy, so I want him in Hell." said Dante, surprising the group. "In fact I may help you. Just tell me when he's dead, so I can greet him down there in Exterminator style!"

Moxie said, "You really don't bother with redemption, do you?"

"Maybe if Heaven was worth the effort."

Sometimes, every few weeks, Vlad thinks about what Daniel said. They will see each other in Hell. At first he considered it a bluff – the boy is a literal angel – but after his fight against Pariah Dark… An Angel that slays demons.

Now he wonders when he will be in Hell. He considered Daniel may kill him before he ends him fully in Hell, but by now he doubts Daniel would harm a human. Or ghost. Pariah Dark was an expectation, he said.

Now Vlad has no idea what to think.

Then a bullet passed though his heart.

"Good that he gave us the hint about the Angelic bullet." said a voice. "I doubt a normal bullet would have harmed a Halfa."

"Exactly, Millie!" said another. "Come, we should inform Dante."

'Maybe Little Badger deserves the fall.'

Vlad, knowing Hell existed, was sure the trashed red urban area he found himself was Hell. He did not expect Hell to be a city. Then a portal opened besides him, Dante – Daniel – stepped out, in all of his fallen angel glory. "Damn, Vlad. You landed close to Cannibal Town."

"Cannibals?"

"Welcome in hell, Fruitloop." said Danny sarcastically. "Heck, Dahmer has a cooking show down here. If I won't end you now, I am sure you would enjoy it."

"Well, you are an exterminator…" said Vlad.

"Not anymore. I lost that title when I fell." stated Danny before taking out a sword. "However I am familiar with Camilla Carmine, the weapons dealer of Hell. She specializes in Angelic Weapons. Oh, and Vlad? Be glad you don't have to face a true Exterminator, they are less merciful." With that, one swing with the sword and Vlad Masters was no more.

"That was nice!" he heard Arabella Monroe yell from afar.

He looked to her. "I suppose you ordered his death?"