Mamon was pissed Asmodeus had taken the best money magnet he had ever had. He introduced the two for hell's sake. How dare his fellow sin betray him in his ring for a fucking imp. The new talent wasn't terrible but it sure as hell didn't make up for the humiliation Ozzy gave him. If it wasn't for him that imp would have been ripped to shreds for daring to insult him. What was the prince of lust doing falling in love anyway?

Mamon had terminated all production on Fiz merch doing an entire new line over the twins instead. He had destroyed hundreds of the spare bots and merch himself just the mer face kept ticking him off. The problem was that his entire ring was full of the stuff and he could barely stand the needy masses asking why Fiz had quit. He was going mad having to clean up his end of the whole ordeal with PR. He debated messing something up in the lust ring but knew better. Ozzy had already shot himself in the foot admitting that he loved an imp. Best to just let the people ruin the two's peace.

So what else could he do? Stay in his castle making more webs to the numerous objects that littered his abode? Sure. He had done that, also reorganizing all of the Fiz merch he had ever made into a pit of his least favorite things. Sure he hated the dude now, but he still had to have at least one of everything. That's why he had the pit in the first place, for the stuff he had but didn't really like.

He was bored now, so he flipped through channels trying to find anything of interest. A few days ago Pride's favorite TV faced sinner had a hissy fit with some radio guy so maybe they had something going on. Low and behold Lucifer's ring had an all out war going on. The main player seemed familiar. The gold wings were definitely a good touch, good thing he made those precious metals even if heaven took his idea without ever giving him credit for it. Oh Luci was getting in on this fight that was a surprise. Mamon munched on popcorn as he watched the broadcast.

The mercy Charlie was preaching was annoying but to be expected of Lucifer's kid, those two were always the dreamers of the family. Oh that's something he can do, go visit his niece and his depressed brother. Catch up a bit and see what Pride has that Greed doesn't. With a smile he calls for a few poor imps under his employ, telling the runts to prepare to go up to the Pride ring. With a quick snap of the fingers he and his lackeys are engulfed in green hell fire teleporting them all to a spot in Pride Mammon knows all too well.

The atmosphere was better than normal. Apparently those exterminations were a bad thing, maybe he could make mock exterminators for people to beat up and stab. There might be a few sick fucks that want to fuck those angels as well so multipurpose bots like the Fizzy's could work. He told the imps near him to write those types of ideas down. He explored a bit seeing the many ideas he would likely take back to Greed, not like these Pride suckers could sue him. Most sinners either avoided him or annoyed him asking for autographs and what was happening with Fiz.

As he got closer to the hotel he'd seen in the fight with the exterminators he noticed something familiar. Hidden among the dirt and grime of Pride, he spots a small single golden feather. Searching the surroundings he sees the likeliest suspect, hunched over a wall sporadically breathing like he was in immense pain or was running. His hunched posture extenuates the irregular look of his silhouette, his jacket rides up weird like something was restrained within the layers.

Creeping up behind the man he waves the feather in front of him. "This yours, mate?"

The man jerks around, seemingly ready to attack before a flash of pain streaks over his features and he tries to stabilize himself before he falls. Mammon recognizes his shiny gold eyes with bags under them, the dusty brown hair and goatee. This is Adam. One of the original three made in Eden, the only one Lucifer couldn't get his claws into. Mammon is a collector at heart, he'd be lying if he said he wasn't a bit ticked Lucifer had kept all the original humans to himself. Yet here one was unable to fight, he could finally have at least one of those humans trapped in a cage like a cool pet bird.

"Back off fat ass!" Adam's threat comes off more as a plea with him nursing his wounds.

Mammon's smile twitches at the comment. "Big words for the cunt that got his ass kicked."

Adam looks him up and down debating his options, he looks back wondering if he can out run the demon. Mammon's faster wrapping two arms around him, before he can make a break for it. "Relax, I'm willing to cut you a deal-"

Adam jams his heel into Mammon's foot causing him to shout a curse, as Adam takes off as fast as he can. His wings fall out from under the jacket trying to take flight in an attempt to escape. A sharp staff hits the dead center of his back before he can, the impact along with his skin breaking again makes him collapse. Scrambling to get up, a heavy sharp shoe stomps on his fresh injury. Adam lets out a screech, clawing at the ground in a feudal attempt to get away.

"You're gonna regret that. I was trying to be nice, pretend you had a choice or whatever." Mammon grinds his foot deep into Adams now bleeding wounds, causing more screams.

The imps around Mammon start to bind Adams wrist and ankles, chaining his wings. When Mammon steps off him they drag the angel cursing them out into what looks like a giant bird cage. His powers aren't working from exhaustion and the white glow of his prison suggests his bindings are made from angelic steel, basically unbreakable even for him.

Mammon grabs Adam by the jaw, looking him over and adjusting his hair in ways. "Clean him up, patch his wounds, and give him some new clothes. I want my new pet to look like a legend when I show him off to Luci."

"I'll fucking tear you apart you demon scum!" Adams' words are still full of anger even in his defeated state.

"Nice sentiment fuck head," Mammon got close his other eyes reveling themselves. "But think for a second if I let you go, leaking that pretty gold blood, these sinners will rip you to shreds faster than you can blink."

A crowd is forming around them, the sinners look like they want to reach through the bars and skin him alive. Mammon's right, the sneaky bastard stuck him in a catch-22. If he manages to get out the sinners get him, if he stays he's stuck with Mammon, neither option good but at least Mammon doesn't want him dead. Adam gives him a hard glare but the sin only smiles knowing he's bested the angel.

Mammon moves on still looking through the many stores and such. Imps do as they were ordered tending to his injuries, washing the dirt and grime off him. Changing his clothes to a more green, lime, and gold color scheme. Thankfully they dressed him in similar clothes to what he was already wearing. The shackles stayed on even with him being caged. Adam choses to save what energy he has left by not fighting the imps. Mammon eventually grows bored of the stores, and finally heads to the hotel.

Kicking the door open his imps set off streamers and play fanfare as he loudly announced himself. "Luci! Charlie! Guess who decided to visit your wretched ring!"

Charlie was in the lobby explaining a new exercise she was trying out on the residence, seeing Mammon at first startles her but a smile quickly forms on her face. "Uncle Mammon?! What are you doing here?"

She runs up to his open arms getting enveloped by the demon's crushing hug. "Aww, can't I just miss my niece? Nah, you're right I saw that kick ass fight with the angels. Been forever since I saw Luci that pissed, and for your first war you held out pretty good too."

"Mammon! Why am I not surprised that you'd show up to collect the spoils of war." Lucifer appears at the top of the staircase, smiling jovially as he descends the stairs.

Mammon chuckles. "Got me there, Luci. " He gives Lucifer a similar bone crushing hug. "So what even is this dump, I've been looking everywhere for you two since I didn't find you in your fuckin palace."

"Oh right, let me introduce you to everyone." Charlie lights up, grabbing one of Mammon's hands and leading him in front of the residence. "Everyone this is my uncle Mammon he's in charge of the Greed ring, uncle Mammon please meet-"

Her arm wraps around Vaggie in a tight hug. "My girlfriend Vaggie." Vaggie gives an awkward smile and waves as Mammon looks her over.

Charlie mosions with her hand to the white and pink spider. "Angel Dust" Angel Dust gives him a sly smile and wink. "Hey big boy~"

Next Charlie moves to a cat-bird thing. "Husker" He raises a glass in salute before downing it.

A small woman crawls up his body shoving her one eye into his face giggling. "Oh ,you're a big bad boy aren't you?" Charlie grabs her and gently places her down. "This is Niffty."

Charlie returns to her task pointing to another cyclops, this one tossing a bomb like a ball. "Thats Cherri Bomb she hasn't fully become a resident but I'm sure she will soon." Cherri chuckles at the summery and waves.

"And Finally Alaster, who's the one who helped me set this all up." She stands next to a red deer looking dude holding a microphone staff. His large smile just gets wider, as his static voice speaks. "Greetings."

Mammon looks around at everyone, they don't look particularly wealthy so they don't really interest him. "A hotel? So how much do these bitches pay to stay?"

Charlie looks surprised at first and then looks embarrassed. "Uh well nothing actually I'm trying to find a way to redeem sinners so that maybe heaven will let them in and hell won't be overpopulated anymore."

Mammon blinks for a second then busts out in booming laughter. "HAHAHahaha oh that's funny Char, you definitely take after Luci thinking that dumb idea will work, but really what do they pay?"

"She's serious Mammon." Lucifer says, slightly agitated by the sin's laughter.

Mammon looks at the residence then at Charlie's bright smile. "Wait, wait, Charlie honey they pay NOTHING for a warm bet, food, and the mere idea that their worthless afterlives could be redeemed?"

"Uh, yes?" Charlie nods.

Mammon backs up in disgust. "So you're running a fucking CHARITY?!"

"Here we go…" Lucifer mumbles already used to Mammon opinions of charity. "Look Mammon, I made you something." Lucifer manifests a rubber duck that looks vaguely like Mammon to defuse the argument before it starts.

Whipping his head to the prince of pride his anger falters. The rubber duck reminds him of the angel he has sitting outside. "Cute might even make a market for this little fucker. Oh you don't mind if I come back and visit ya later do ya Luci? I gotta get home and take care of my new pet."

"Uh sure we'd love it if you could help us out as well, but uh when did you get a pet?" Lucifer asks, getting whiplash from Mammon's shift in mood.

"Recently, I might even show you after I get him house trained." Mammon gives a smile before snapping his fingers disappearing back to the Greed ring with a jingle.