Another request, by popular demand.
Another meeting of the Overlords was called into play, and as they all gathered within the room, Zestial was one to notice that Carmilla had been wearing something that wasn't there before. A ring on her finger, likely made out of silver. It was smooth and featureless, simple in design, but does not just wear something like that for looks. He knew exactly what it was and found the necessity to call upon it when as the meeting started.
"Welcome back, everyone. It is pleasant to see…most of you again." Carmilla said, giving the stink eye to Velvette, who didn't bother looking up from her phone as she just gave the finger to the Carmine matriarch. Sighing, she continued "Today, I would like to start off by discussing the recent events regarding-"
"Hold-eth that thought for a second, Carmilla." Zestial spoke as he stood up from his seat. "Why thou didn't tell us?"
"Tell you what?"
"That thou has a romantic partner of course!" Zestial pointed to the ring are Carmilla's finger, which she immediately hid behind her back, but couldn't hide her blush as a few other overlords now stood up in shock.
"What?! You're fucking married?!" Zeezi yelled out loud, getting everyone wide-eyed. Vox raised a brow in curiosity while Velvette was now starting to post about this. Rosie had a big smile on her face, very much interested in hearing about this while Alastor looked the same as ever, being the only one who seemed to not be treating it like a big deal.
"Well, this just got more interesting" Rosie said.
"She's already in hell. Why would she want to torture herself more?" Alastor joked.
Carmilla started to try and calm everyone down "Alright! ALRIGHT! Yes…I am married now to someone new to hell. A…real up-and-comer to becoming an Overlord himself, actually. But I really don't see why this is of great importance."
"Are you kidding? Girl, if you got a man, who should probably be sitting at this table, then you gotta give details!" Zeezi seemed a little too excited about this.
"I too agree, actually." Added Rosie. "If you say that this newly found husband of yours is on his way to having a seat with us, then you should be sharing on how you managed to catch such an individual…or did he catch you? Because if he caught you, then we need to talk about something else."
Seeing as how everyone wanted to hear about her newfound marriage and husband, Carmilla looked at her daughters, who only shrugged. It was something that they would bring up eventually, just not so soon after she had just gotten the ring.
Sighing, she began to talk. "...Very well...since you're all so curious as to the details of my marriage, I'll humor you and tell you about it...
Everyone leaned in and paid close attention as Carmilla began to recall how she met her new lover...
(Flashback)
"It was an ordinary evening, as I...was just taking a drive around my territory, hearing about what kinds of other weapons I had in design from one of my facilities." She spoke, recalling as she was down a street in her personal vehicle, on the phone...when she heard a big crash...and something being through a glass window. That is when she had her car stop at a bar, where there was some s**t going down inside. Two demon ruffians were seen bleeding and out-cold, outside...and then another joined them, crashing through the wall. "And while I normally don't take an interest in such things, what happened in that bar, I would never forget."
Stepping out of the vehicle and walking to the bar, dodging another poor sinner who was thrown out, she stepped inside the place to find that they were all finding one demon, one unlike she's ever seen before. It wasn't very tall, he seemed about 5'3", but he was very muscular, having dark grey skin that seemed to be as hard as a rock, a whole bunch of horns that seemed to form a crown around his head, as well as sharp spikes around his arms and legs, with rebar-like edges to make them sharp and menacing. His eyes were black with white pupils, and his gritting teeth seemed to've been all canines. He wore a pair of well-worn jeans, and a leather jacket over a bare chest, and the spikes around his arms were cutting holes through.
Carmilla watched as demons surrounded them, some with blunt instruments, broken bottles, and knives, others were reaching for guns. But the guy in the middle? The only weapon he brought out...came out of his own knuckles. Tri-blades that were sharp and as rebar-edged as the rest of him. Carmilla stood by as this sinner had then let out a feral roar, and the next thing she knew, all other patrons in the bar were mincemeat in under 5 minutes...except for the bartender, who was too afraid to move a muscle after seeing that massacre. The sinner just went back to the table where there was a beer waiting for him and gulped it down.
He then turned his head, only half-way facing Carmilla as he gave her a narrowed eye while she looked at him with curiosity.
"There was something about him that was strange, even for many people down here." She explained. "His abilities, his appearance. He was unlike anyone I've ever seen before. Whatever caused in the fight in the bar...I saw as something I would investigate...later."
Aside from this being a disturbance in her territory, Carmilla saw no reason to see this person as a threat. She stepped away and headed back to car, which then headed out.
"I didn't think I'd see him again. But reports started coming in on gang activity being threatened by a single person who mowed them all down." She said. "You all should know about this. Witnesses and forensics say that these lowly criminal sinners and gang bangers had been attacked by what they say was a large animal with razor-sharp claws. Three claws, to be exact, as the marks on the bodies had been shown."
"Oh yeah. We did hear about that." Velvet suddenly said. "Didn't think it would be brought into attention, but I think that same sonuvabitch had cut a few sinners who were our contracts. Vox?"
Groaning, Vox switched his face to some footage being shown, where some sinners and demons, under the Vees' command, were being slashed and ripped apart by some shadowy figure. Vox paused the footage, enhanced in on the person and the Overlords could see the claws coming from his hand.
"This your new husband, bitch?" Velvette mocked.
Everyone was a bit surprised at this. Of all the bachelors and suitors a woman like Carmilla could land, she chose to go with the most recently rumored one that some of them were slowly beginning to think a threat to their rule. Especially the Vees, though they didn't show it, a guy like his would definitely be a problem if he was shacked up with Carmilla. Considering what she already thinks of them, if this guy was her husband
Carmilla glared heavily at the female V before calming down and continuing to explain "...Truth be told, I never thought I would see him again. But as it turns out, he's been around for a while. And when these rumors started coming in I...found myself getting a little curious...When another extermination day came, I found myself needing to rescue my daughters again..."
She turned to Odette and Clara, who were looking a bit embarrassed about having to be saved another time during the extermination. They were only thankful...that their new stepfather was also there.
(Flashback again)
"I wasn't as fortunate as last time to reach my daughters while fighting off over a dozen angels." Carmilla said, as she recalled another extermination. The genocidal angels were surrounding and she couldn't get to Clara and Odette in time. Her daughters would've perished that day...were it not for their savior and new member of their family."
"...RRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGHHHH!"
Overhead, everyone could hear that monstrous scream as someone new entered the fight. The demon that Carmilla had seen in the bar had come from above the buildings, leaping from the roofs high above the Carmine sisters, the blades from his fists brandished and stretched out towards the angels. The demon sisters couldn't believe their eyes when they saw this feral ripping apart the angels like human string cheese.
And the most considerably bizarre and shocking thing about it was...he was tanking spears. The angels stabbed him, impaled him, slashed at him, and ran him through with their blades. But he still stood, teeth-gritting, blades clenched, blades dripping with angelic blood. And he looked like he was getting angrier with each strike he had to endure.
"GRRRR...RRRRAAAGGHH!" He only roared like a mad bear as he clawed through one angel after another, slicing through them, cutting arms and legs off, stabbing them and using their bodies as human shields against others that just kept coming.
When they tried to gang up on him, completely pile on him...he blasted them with another vicious roar...and a whole lot of spikes just erupting from his body.
"HHHHRRAAAAGGGHHH! GRRR..."
Carmilla saw all this and was almost distracted from her own batch of angels that she made short work of. But the sight of this demon and his abilities bewildered her, especially since he was still alive. One strike from an angelic blade would be enough to put down someone for good, but this man took as many spears as could be struck through his body, and he barely reacted with a pain-filled growl. What she saw next shocked her and her daughters even more, as he ripped the spears from himself...the wounds he suffered were healing, completely regenerating...not even seeming to leave scars...
"Woah, woah, woah, wait. Back the f**k up." Zeezi interrupted the story. "You're saying this f**ker, who is now your f**ker, was able to withstand angel weapons, and he didn't even f**k kill over?! How the f**k is that even possible?!"
Everyone else was interested in hearing this. A being with the ability to not only survive angelic weapons but regenerate any injury without leaving a scar was something any demon would kill to have as their personal ability. Some demons and sinners respond, but getting killed by an Exterminator is permanent. But if this person, who was now Carmilla's husband of all things had this power, then they needed to know how. It could tip the balance of power in their favor, and many overlords definitely wanted more of that.
"I am eke curious as to how that gent is able to has't such an ability." Zestial spoke. "Hast thy husband did explain t to thee?"
"Can I possibly get back to the story you all wanted to hear?" She said, annoyed. "Maldito infierno...Thanks..."
(Back to the Flashback)
"The Angel seemed to have had fear struck into them when they saw they couldn't simply kill this beast like they did with all their other prey." She explained, remembering how shocked she was at this. One Angel tried to sneak up on her, only for her to kick it away. Fortunately for the Angels that were still living, they wouldn't be given another chance to try and slaughter this being. Why is this fortunate? They didn't want to try again. They were scarred shitless from this guy as they flew back to Heaven.
Growling, the spike-covered sinner retracted the blades from his hands, albeit it sounded very painful. Clara and Odette were still there, frozen shocked, and in awe by their supposed savior. They saw his turn to see them both, looking down at them, but not in a threatening manner. That was something Carmilla overlooked as she saw this and quickly rushed towards them.
"I was still fearing for my daughters' life, that my ambition blinded me to protect them" Carmilla recalled how she was running at high speed before performing a high, which the demon quickly brought back out the blades and blocked her bladed shoes. Soon after, the two were exchanging blows and slashes as their own sets of blades clashed. "It would've been a great fight...had it not been for Clara and Odette interfering..."
The sisters did not want to see any more fighting, knowing that both their mother and this beast of man protected them, with the latter of the two doing it indirectly. They tried to get in between the two, but Odette got a little too close to the bladed man. Next thing she knew...
(SLASH)
Odette opened her coat and revealed much of her upper left arm, where there was a set of three giant scars from bladed claws.
"I would've lost my arm, had it not been for a blood transfusion stepfather performed for my sake." She explained. "Now this may be the last remaining scar I'll ever get.
The other overlords were staring at it with widened eyes, surprised by the fact that this girl would still consider the man who nearly killed her as her stepfather.
"And you still married this asshole?!" Zeezi screamed at Carmilla, who glared heavily at what she was calling her husband.
"I'm eke surpris'd yond thee wouldst consid'r taking a beast of a sir as thy wedd'd partn'r." Zestial commented on the man. "Thee've at each moment consid'r'd clara and odette the joy of thy aft'rlife."
It's no secret that Carmilla would do anything to protect her daughters. But her next point made it clear.
"That's what I told my husband. And he very much agreed, told me many things about himself...when I invited him to my home."
(Once again, Flashback)
After the fighting was done, Carmilla and her daughters were at home, sitting at a dining table, eating with their new house guest, who was enjoying his beer more than he was his food. It was pretty awkward, considering that none of them had spoken a word since they got back and both their mother and their recent savior were glaring heavily at each other.
"I thanked him for saving my daughters, even though it seemed like he didn't care..." Carmilla explained. "But as it turned out, he understood what it mean to protect loved one. Said he failed to do it when he was alive...that everyone he loved died...all he had left was the beast inside."
At that moment, the Carmine family had sympathy for the man as he told his life story. How he was apparently part of a team of heroes who dedicated their lives to making the world a better place for people such as themselves, having...extraordinary abilities. And many of them were unjustly killed for their troubles. He didn't know how many were left back in the living world.
"He told me that he tried trying to fight back against a villain known as Red Skull, who was Nazi of all things." Carmilla remembered what her husband told her. "He took a bullet to the head, apparently it was made of some form of alloy appropriately named "Adamantium", a metal that was found in space and bound to his skeleton, hence the metal claws and spikes."
"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait...WHAT?!"
"That sounds fucking ridiculous, Carmilla."
"Are you sure this is true, or are you just making this shit up now?" Vox asked with a smile on his face, but then Carmilla got in his face, angrilly.
"CAN I POSSIBLY FUCKING FINISH THE STORY?!" she yelled at him, actually making him scared before calming down. "...Sorry. That's actually something I picked up from him..." and then she cleared her throat.
(You know what this is already)
Carmilla offered a place to stay for the man, but even when he said that he did not wish to be a burden, she insisted that he stay the night. But not even he would have expected that he'd be staying longer than that. He got to know Carmilla and the things she did as an Overlord...but he did particularly like her business. In fact, he made it pretty clear he hated weapons, especially guns. Aside from that, it turns out that they had a lot in common and even sparred together, testing each other's skills.
"Turns out we were evenly matched." She said. "And eventually, I got to see a little more of his soft side...which I'm surprised he actually has."
She remembers seeing her new friend looking up to the moon at night. The only name that she got out of him so far was "Wolverine", since he didn't want to share his real name. But ever since he started staying here, she would often find him sleepless at night and staring off into space.
"Is there a reason why you never sleep?" She asked him. Of course, she is also caught him smoking a cigar at this hour, but at least he does it outside. Still doesn't help that he was blocking her right now, so she went over to join him.
"I could tell that your name is appropriate, due to your...tenacity...but how did you come to get it?"
"...A story an old lover told me." he said, surprising her. "She said that the moon and the Wolverine were lovers in the spirit world before the Wolverine was tricked into coming to the living world, never able to touch her again. So every night, he howls to the moon, never forgetting the love he held for her."
As he put out the cigar, Wolverine was starting to look down before Carmilla placed her hand on his shoulder.
"I think that's beautiful." She said with a small smile that he then shared. They didn't know it then, but it was start of a much beautiful relationship as they leaned forward and kissed one another. They soon head into back inside and that's when things got a little more...intimate. Carmilla didn't think she'd ever take another man to bed with her...but she had to admit, it was quite pleasurable and Wolverine did have some skills alongside his strength. She slept well that night, alongside her new lover...
(Flashback ends...finally)
"One thing led to another and well...how do they say it? He liked it so that he put a ring on it." Carmilla finished the story as she showed her ring; as simple in design as it was, she very much enjoyed what it mean to her.
"That is a very touching story, Carmilla." Rosie replied with a genuine smile. "Though, I am still curious. You say that this husband of yours is on his way to becoming an Overlord..."
"He wasn't thrilled about the idea, since it technically meant becoming a crime lord, and due to the fact that he was a hero in a lifetime. But I convinced him that it was for the best, since as an Overlord, he'd have power over some territory and be able to do whatever good he wants. But all he really wants is to live in peace."
"This fucker sounds more like stupid a saint than anything else." Vox mocked, him and Velvette looking bored.
"Yeah, how do we know you're just not making all this shit up?" said the female Vee. "I mean, you're saying you married a fucking superhero? How stupid do you think we are?!"
Says the girl who switched from a creepy doll costume to whatever aesthetic shit you're wearing now." Zeezi said with a smirk.
"You stay out of this!" Velvette yelled at her before turning back to Carmilla. "I'm f**king calling you on this. You ain't got no new spikey fucker."
"Really?" Carmilla replied with a raised eyebrow and small smile. "Then perhaps, I should let you know that my dear husband is on his way here. Now."
"Oh sure! That's great! So nice of you to hire some random-ass weirdo to pretend to be your make-believe man!"
As she was going on and on in insulting Carmilla, who didn't seem to be affected as much, one of the elevators opened up and someone was stepping out. Alastor and Rosie were the first to notice and they now had smiles of enjoyment at the moment as the man walked by, and he was apparently with...a child...a little girl, who also had rebar-like skin and white hair, black eyes with white pupils, and was wearing a leather jacket over a plane white tank-top and black jeans. As the other Overlords were soon caught sight of him while Velvette was continuing to run her mouth, saying that he didn't exist, they knew that they were in for a treat as the sinner now stood behind the two Vees.
"You didn't even give us a f**king name. I mean, Wolverine? Really? What the f**k kind of name is that for some other loser who came down here?" Velvette said. "If you really got a man, what would his name really be? Huh?"
"It's Logan." said a deep, grave voice as both Vee's froze in shock before slowly turning around to meet Carmilla's new husband. All other Overlords had sly smiles on their faces as Logan raised his arms and brought out his the blades from his fists. "And I happen to hate those who insult my friends."
"Meep." Velvette went, as she realized that Carmilla's husband was real, in the flesh, and ready to carve her a new one.
"...Yeah, I was all her." Vox had decided to rat Velvette out. "I was just sitting here, being bored out of my f**king mind, after hearing about you."
"VOX!"
"Now, now. No need for bloodshed." Carmilla decided to intervene. "Welcome, mi corazón. It's about time you came. I have your seat warmed up."
"Oooohhh!" The other lady Overlords were going as Logan and Carmilla rolled their eyes as the Wolverine headed up to his seat, the girl standing beside Clara and Odette.
"This is certainly a development that none of us saw coming." Alastor said. "Allow me to welcome you to your place on the table. I am-"
"Save it, bub." Logan interrupted. "Carmilla already told me about all of you."
"Oh. Has she now?"
"Yep. And just so it's clear, I'm not here to make friends. I'm here to make one thing clear: DON'T fuck with my family." Logan said, raising his blades.
"Maketh nay mistaketh, Mr. Logan." Zestial replied. "We holdeth Carmilla in the utmost respect."
"I would hope so." Before any more threats were made, Carmilla gripped Logan by the forearm.
"Easy, husband. Zestial is a good friend." she said to him, and Logan only grunted in response. However, there was another thing that got their attention; the girl that Logan came up with, and now they were curious about her.
"Mr. Logan, or Wolverine, if you prefer." Rosie started to say. "Who is the young one you brought with you."
"My daughter. Laura." And that was another bomb dropped for all Overlords present.
"WHAT?! You already f**ked and got your pregnant?! That was f**king fast!"
The others were looking at Zeezi as if she was an idiot.
"Actually, Laura was his daughter in life, or his clone, if you want to be more literal." Carmilla explained and Laura's expression darkened. "...We don't really like to talk about it."
"Well, if 't be true the young lady is aught liketh how thee did describe h'r fath'r, then little Laura might beest a future ov'rl'rd h'rself."
Vox scoffed. "The brat doesn't look too threatening."
"Oh really?" Logan said before turning to his daughter. "Do your thing, Laura."
"RRRAAAAGGHHH!"
And like an attack hound, Laura was released as two pairs of blades came out of her fists. She then leaped across the room and pounced on the two Vees. Everyone got away from their spot as torn clothing, blood and...bit of flesh, organic or cybernetic, started flying.
"OW! GET HER OFF! GET HER OFF!"
"MY SPLEAN! OH, YOU F**KING LITTLE-GAAAH!"
"AH! GIVE THAT BACK, I NEED IT FOR VAL! AAHHH!"
"OH, GOD F**KING LORD, IS THAT ONE OF MY RIBS! OO-HOOW-HOW!"
The other Overlords stood in awe...and a little afraid of the massacre left behind by Logan's daughter while both he and Carmilla were looking at Laura with pride.
Logan wasn't sure how life in Hell was gonna work out for him and his daughter. But after meeting Carmilla, perhaps it won't be so bad. Maybe he'll meet some other old friends. Until then, he was going to enjoy his time with his new love and rank as an Overlord. He'll be one of a kind...