In the Kingdom of Hell, Lucifer's Elite Guard had taken care of any threat that seem to have appeared. It would seem the outbreak that had occurred in Pentagram City and Imp City are moving on different regions of Hell, as the Guards have spent the majority of the day dealing with zombies, and now plaga infected demons. The King himself, was now walking down the halls of his own home, along side his wife, neither of them two happy about the situation their realm is in. Lucifer had sent search teams all across Pentagram City, in search of his daughter to confirm her safety. But barely few had returned with more than half of their men alive.

"Goddamn it, Charlotte. Where are you?" He mumbled to himself.

"Luci?" Lilith asked, making Lucifer snap out of his train of thought. "The others are waiting."

They found themselves at the doors of a meeting room, which Lucifer's minions had opened. Inside was a large circular table with a Pentagram on top, and around were six monitors that were facing Lucifer as he sat down on a large chair, with his wife standing next to him. The monitors started to turn on, one by one as the faces of Lucifer's comrades popped up. Mammon, Asmodeus, Leviathan, Beelzebub, Satan and Belphegor, and with Lucifer on board, the seven rulers of Hell began their little virtual meeting.

"A pity we could not have this meeting in the flesh." Lucifer began. "But as you can tell, we all have pressing matters to attend to."

"Not shit." The devil of wrath began to say. "First we have zombies, ZOMBIES showing up out of nowhere and infecting the population, but now demons that are seemlingly alive begin to kill each other out nowhere."

"With this kind of destruction, we wouldn't have any need for Exterminations." Mammon commented. "Why not let it continue to happen? Save Heaven the trouble of making sport out of our kind?"

"Because, as much as it pains me to admit it, it won't be long before this situation gets out of hand and we too will find ourselves dealing with personally."

"Surely, you can't be serious." Belphegor lazily said. "You, the Great Lucifer, find yourself in a situation in which you can't possibly handle yourself?"

Lucifer replied "Make no mistake, you worthless slug of a prince. This effects all our rings."

"How can you be so certain?" Belphegor asked.

"Do tell me if in the last 72 hours, have the overlords of you territory gone silent?" Lucifer argued back at his brethren. "Even I haven't heard much activity coming from the three V's. I can only assume that they've gone in hiding, are now permanently or are now in the thrall of whoever's responsible of this epidemic."

"And here, I thought that the residents of your ring are the most chaotic, territorial people in Hell." Leviathan said in monotone.

"From what my resources have gathered, this all had started outside my domain. As seen here."

At the snap of his fingers, a holo-display map of hell appeared on top of the table, showing each individual ring before zooming closely near the pride ring. A spot blinked on the map, indicating the origin of where this outbreak.

"Intel shows that new found territory had suddenly appeared just a few miles away from both Pentagram and Imp City." Lucifer continued. "I have recollection of this place, and my minions had said this place didn't even seen to exist until a few years back, where it was said to be completely deprived of any life, until a few months ago, where energy signatures seemed to have gone off the chart."

"How does that make any sense?" Mammon asked. "New places don't just appear out of nowhere...do they?"

"You truly are the Great Deceiver if you think that we would fall for such a pathetic assumption as this." Leviathan said, pointing to an agitated Lucifer.

"You think I'd make this up if it wasn't true?" He told them all. "I know you can see it all from you sit, and it would be long before you find yourselves up to your waists in all this gore and chaos."

"You underestimate us, brother." Satan had said. "We can easily take care of ourselves. But seeing as how this mess started in your territory, we oughta leave it to you to clean it up."

"Are you kidding me?" The King of Hell growled.

"With that in mind, we leave this catastrophe to you." Satan said as he signed off.

Mammon then added "He's got a problem. It started in your turf. Therefore, it's your problem."

"You are all going to be sorry for listening to me." Lucifer had told the remaining Rulers.

"I was sorry that I ever did listen to you in the first place." The Lord of Flies, Beelzebub said for the first and only time during this meaning as he signed off as well."

"I'd laugh at your face...but that'd be too much work." Belphegor said before he told turn of his monitor.

Leviathan, without a word, left the meeting and the only one left was the prince of lust, Asmodeus, who Lucifer stared, waiting for their smart remark.

"Well...what do you think of this, Azzy?" Lucifer said to them.

"I'm not one to agree with the rest of them." Asmodeus began to say. "But in this case, they have point. Considering that this has started in your territory, it is technically your responsibility to deal with the matter. Unless, of course you actually do lack the compacity to do so."

"Please. If I truly desired to do so, I would confront the one responsible for this personally and take care of the matter within minutes." Lucifer said while turning his chair away.

"You could hardly take care of your daughter, seeing as she doesn't which to follow in your footsteps." The demon of lust said, making Lucifer perk his head at his remark. Then, his eyes turned red and his horns started to show as Asmodeus continued on. "I can only imagine her poor, lifeless, bloodied body lying dead and brutally beaten because her dear ol' daddy wasn't to save her."

Lucifer turned back in anger, saying "One more word remark about my daughter, and I swear-"

"You'll what?" Asmodeus said with a smile. "Go ahead and make your move, you greasy fuck. But know very well that this whole situation, and the fate of your daughter are in your hands."

And with that, the last of the rulers signed off, calling this meeting to a close. Lucifer sat there, pissed off as his looked ready to crush the grips of his chair. If it weren't for his wife standing beside him to put her hand on his shoulder, would he had likely ripped the room apart.

"Charlotte will be fine." Lilith had told Lucifer. "Remember, she takes after you."

Lucifer sighed. He knew his daughter could take care of herself, but he still wished to know if she was alright.

"I just can't help but wonder as to how she is taking to this situation." Lucifer replied. "She must be pretty frightened."

"Charlie, we have someone else who would like to check in!"

The moment Charlie heard, it gave her a sense of joy and hope, as she as rushed down to great who was at the door with Enrico. Excitingly, she greeted Mrs. Mayberry with a handshake. The demonic teacher found the princess's behavior spontaneous and strange, as she felt like her body was shaking from the handshake.

"Hi! I'm Charlie. I'm so glad to see another face here!" Charlie said excitingly before toning it down. "It's nice to see anyone still alive really."

"Business isn't that good for you, dear?" Mayberry asked.

"It was a bit of a bust, at first. Now it's just been plain terrible ever since this nightmare started."

Mayberry replied "I agree. I wasn't prepared for this. I came here from Imp City after hearing about you giving sinners a chance to redeem themselves. Then zombies and monsters just came out of nowhere."

"You say you came from Imp City?" Enrico asked, before turning to Charlie. "Charlie, I think it might be a good idea if we have her checked out."

"What do you mean?"

"See, everyone's one edge right now." Charlie explained. "Even this place had just recently suffered from a wave of the infected. We don't know who's infected or not."

"So, for everyone's safety, we find it best to have anyone who comes in to get themselves checked out and make sure that they not infected." Enrico finished.

"Well, I can assure you that I have not been touched by any of those monster outside." Mayberry argued.

Enrico replied "Even so, we need to be sure. We'll have Sullivan take a look at you."

Mayberry wasn't sure about this until Charlie had put a hand on her shoulder. "It won't be so bad." She said. "Just think of it like a Doctor's check up."

"Okay then." Mayberry agreed as Charlie then had Vaggie take her.

"Let Sullivan have a look at her, okay Vaggie?"

"No problem." Vaggie said as she led Mayberry upstairs. Then Charlie and Enrico continued to talk as they walked around the lobby.

"I'm so glad to see another friendly face around here." Charlie said happily.

"Likewise." Enrico replied. "Just makes you think that there are others out there, still surviving."

And it was at that moment that Charlie's brain just hatched an idea.

"Enrico, you just gave me hope!" She tells the Captain excitingly. "What if there are more people out there? Who says we can't bring them here, give them sanctuary until this whole thing blows over? This might even be a chance to get some clients for the Hotel!"

The S.T.A.R.S Captain puts his hand to his chin as he thought about it for a second before saying "That's not a bad idea. The whole point of the S.T.A.R.S is...right there in the name. A rescue service."

Charlie smiled while Enrico pulled out his Samurai Edge, inspected the clip to see how many bullets are inside before reloading.

"I guess it's time we...live up to the name." He said. "Now, we can't send everyone. Some of us are gonna stay here and attend to the wounded."

Charlie replied "That's fine, but...who are you planning on sending?"

"I can do it."

They both looked see Steve, leaning his back against the wall, having listened in their conversation. Enrico knew the kid had a lot of heart, but he was a bit reckless and practically eats through all of his ammo.

"Ah, Steve. I appreciate you wanting to pitch in, but you're still too...green."

"Funny." Steve said sarcastically, taking it as a crack about the color of his skin. "But I can do this. I can't just stay here all day, not with all this shit happening."

"Aren't you at all exhausted from what we've just been through?" Charlie asked.

"Nope. Compared to what I've seen already, that was nothing." Steve said as headed out for the door. "Might as well head out now, save us the trouble."

"Wait."

Enrico stopped him and walked towards Steve, handing him another radio and a map of Pentagram City.

"Alright, Burnside. If you're serious, then this'll help you around the city." He told him, pointing to the map, and then the radio. "And be sure to stay in contact."

"And don't you at least wanna go with someone else?" Charlie asked.

Steve answered. "Nah. I'm better off on my own."

He didn't want to admit to them that working alone has never really turned out as well as he hoped. Considering he got himself locked in a heated room, waisted him ammo on both his guns, and then got infected, killed off and had his body used for experiments, Steve has not had the best of luck. But maybe now, would this make up for all those mistakes as he looks at the radio before pocketing it and heading out the door.

Driving through the dead silent streets of Imp City, in a military vehicle was the I.M.P. trio and their semi-captive escort, Luis, who was talking on the radio with Enrico. There was some interference in connection, but Luis could Enrico asking a favor of them.

"Okay. We'll do what we can." Luis said as he put away his radio. But his conversation with the S.T.A.R.S captain didn't go unnoticed with the rest of the team.

"What was that all about?" Moxxie asked.

"Enrico asked that we find any survivors, we should direct them to the Hotel." Luis explained. "They're using it as a safe haven."

"Not a chance." Blitzø said. "Why should we bother with that? It's not like that crappy hotel was safe by the time we got there."

"To be fair, sir, it was being overrun at the time." Moxxie argued.

"Blitzø, come on. There's no problem with given people a safe place to stay."

"But-"

"And...some of those people might be future clients."

"You're right!" Blitzø said happily. "We should help people out! But first, let's just focus on getting Moxxie cured."

"Yeah...where do we even go for that?" Millie asked, making everyone turn to Luis.

"Don't worry." Luis told them. "I know Saddler. He's bound to leave a trail that would lead directly to him."

"A trail of what exactly?" Blitzø asked.

"Followers." Luis pointed to show that infected demons were moving in the same direction that they were driving. Not even paying attention as Blitzø drove slowly and around them.

"Weird. It's like they don't even know we're here."

"That's because they're listening to Saddler's call." Luis explained. "They follow his will, and therefore are following him."

"So, we'll be fine for now?" Millie asked.

"As long as we don't disturb them."

The moment Luis said that was the moment Blitzø accidentally bumped into one of the infected, knocking it to the ground and gaining the attention of the others.

"Oh shit."

And it was then that they started to swarm their car like zombies, forcing Blitzø to step on it as he ran most of the ones up front down. A few gripped the car and were holding on as the car continued to head down the road. Blitzø managed to shake off the ones hold on and it seemed like they were all in the clear now. That was until another car crashed into their vehicle and made the whole thing flip over itself. The gang had all managed to get out, albeit in tremendous pain right now. Blitzø crawled out of the window as feminine shadow loomed over him and he found himself staring at some familiar looking thigh-length boots.

"Well, well, well." A seductive voice said. "This seems like my lucky day."

"Oh come on." Blitzø said. "Not you."

"Nice to see you too, Blitzo."

A pair of sunglasses with hearts in them looked down at them imp as he glared directly at his ex...