For those wondering about the cannon sexualities that came out last month, me and Hazzard wrote this story before that ever came out, and we have a different direction for Octavia. That will be made clear in a couple of chapters.
and next chapter... Iruma and Charlie finally meet.
Charlie sighed, gazing at the burning city. "It's over … extermination … is over." Another day of suffering and death for her people. Another year she only survived due to being the princess of hell… another year of being helpless as her people paid the price.. A horrible…heartless price.
"Another year of genocide in the bag." Angel dust commented as he scrolled through his phone. "Now Hell's a slightly different shade of red all over the place."
"Do you have anything not insulting to say?" Vaggie growled, her nails scratching the couch.
"… We survived, hallelujah?" Angel said after a short minute, earning a glare from her girlfriend. "What am I suppose to say?! Boo hoo, a million fucktards that I don't even know are dead? It's hell, the place where the worst of the worst go to suffer and burn."
"But that doesn't mean they deserve to suffer forever … or to be erased from life." Charlie sighed. "That's why I'm making this hotel. To help sinners get into heaven."
"… The same place where an angel chick scoffs because she couldn't murder us?" Angel Dust questioned. "Yeah, that sounds like a GREAT idea, go to the place where the sadist swarms to kill us."
"They're just… frustrated from the long trip…" Charlie tried to justify. If she didn't know any better, it almost looked like they enjoyed the pain they caused. "And to them, they likely assume it's the only way to cancel out the overpopulation. Surely they'll listen to a more humane solution."
"Yeah… maybe…" Vaggie sighed. "Look Charlie, maybe we should discuss the plan more thoroughly before getting into it. I mean, proving Angel Dust reformation is already going to be a hard sell as it is."
"How would that be? He's been nicer AND completely clean for two weeks." Charlie grinned, turning to the porn star. "I mean…. You have, right?" He gave a thumbs up.
"Of course I am, baby." The demon smirked. "All for the sake of being a good-" Vaggie kicked a wall, where a bunch of white powdered bags fell out. "… For the record, those are a LOT tamer than my usual fixes, AND I was saving it for a special occasion, so, technically still clean!"
"...Well, as long as people see the effort he's showing, we can.. Sidestep that little issue." Charlie sweated. The fact Angel volunteered at all was already a miracle in itself. "People have seen the destruction, and they'll want a solution." She smiled. "And that solution, will be US!"
"Charlie.." Vaggie sighed. "I just.. I'm not sure we're ready to go all the way with this."
"We have to try something Vaggie… if we don't do this now…then…Hell might not get the chance it needs. Too many people have died already." Charlie huffed as she looked outside, where the smell of fire and blood filled the streets. "Too much …" She did her best to hold in the tears… Hell couldn't see here cry…. They needed to see the leader it needed… a leader that cared… unlike her dad… who allowed the exterminations to continue and caused more and more deaths and refused to listen-!
"Charlie…. Take a deep breath." Vaggiel placed a hand on her back. "It'll be alright.
"I hope so Vaggie… I really hope so." She took in a long breath. "At the end of the rainbow, there's happiness." She sung out, watching the hourglass slowly reset itself. "And to find it, how often I've tried."
"Is she really singing right now?" Angel asked.
"Shut up and let her have this."
"Butmylife is arace, just a wild goose chase…" So many years spent chasing a dream, years spent trying to live to her father's dreams and her mother's ambitions. "Andmy dreams have all been denied …" So many laughs, so many rejections ..
"Why have I always been a failure?" Dad always saying it would never work. "What can the reason be?" Sinners and hellborn alive mocking the very idea of self improvement. "I wonder if the world's to blame…" Was hell just hopeless… was it just doomed from the very start? "I wonder if it could be me?" Was.. was she just not good enough?"
"I'm always chasing rainbows…" Chasing dreams and aspirations too high for her to reach. "Watching clouds drifting by …" Watching soul after soul vanish. "My schemes are just like all my dreams.." Every plan feeling more and more helpless the more she attempted them. "Ending in the sky."
She looked out into the streets of hell, looking at all the corpses as Demon's began roaming once more, looting the stores that were abandoned, or even looting the remains of the corpses laying all over the place. With a reluctant sigh, she blasted the sky with her power… fireworks, signaling the end of the extermination … the beginning of preparing for the next one for most people….
"Some fellows look and find the sunshine…" The people of hell were content with their lives. Living out their hedonism and debauchery until the second death came. "I always look and find the rain." Hell deserved better than that… her people deserved more than sitting around and fearing the next year could be their last. "Some fellows make a winning sometime.." You had the overlords, who thrived in this environment, thrived by the desperation and misery of sinners too hopeless to think otherwise. "I never even make a gain, believe me." She wasn't in it for the money, power, any of that nonsense.
She looked to Vaggie and Angel Dust… this was what she was doing it for…. For her friends, for every soul that needed her help. She found Vaggie on the street… just a poor soul that needed help… if Charlie didn't extend that kindness to her that fateful day in the alley, who knows what would've happened?
"I'm always chasing rainbows.." She'll continue to chase after her dream..Waiting to find … find that little bit of hope. "Waiting to find a little bluebird in vain."
"… So … is that going to keep hapinin or-"
"Angel Dust, it's hell, how is this weirder than all the other musical numbers that pop up around the city each day?" Vaggie questioned.
"Hey, I lived in a porn studio for the past fifty or so years, Val's not exactly the emotional sappy type." Angel rolled his eyes as he looked to his phone. "Speaking of… I gotta jet. Boss daddy's expecting me to fill in for the five fuckers that got offed in the extermination today."
"Do you.. Really have to go?" Charlie hesitantly asked. "I mean, I don't mean to demean sex work, but. It just seems a bit…. Contradictory to our goal of rehabilitation…."
"Hey, I love that you guys give me free room and board, but I still gotta work for a living." Angel waved off. "And an prestige actor of my calliber can't just drop off the face of hell."
"Your job is to suck off assholes." Vaggie growled.
"Hey, come on now… I suck off dicks, I eat out assholes, huge difference." And with that comment, he slammed the door, leaving them alone.
"… Fuuuuck." Charlie mumbled, before taking a deep breath. "You can do this Charlie. You can tell the world about your hotel, and how you can bring fluffy kittens and rainbows to the world." Everyone in hell could have kisses from puppies every day if she succeeded! So what if Angel was.. Less than enthusiastic about actually getting better, he was trying! And trying was the first step to taking the first step towards turning your life around! "Vaggie, get Katie Killjoy on the phone, we're going to announce the hotel!"
"… Isn't she … the worst?" Vaggie questioned.
"And one of the only THREE broadcasting stations in pride other than Vox and the Radio Demon!" Charlie nodded. "And as much as I believe in other people… getting the support of an overlord seems a tad… outlandish at the moment."
"Fair enough." Vaggie sighed. "It might take a while…. She's hasn't responded to the last five voice mails we left.
"Lucky for us, SEVEN is the lucky number!"
Emily looked over the four thousand three hundred and ninety seventh article about the human soul. "And if absolute superior power is placed it risks destabilizing the consciousness among the energy, displacing it …" While rocket scientist wasn't among her end goals, breaking Iruma's contract was. Now that she knew the source of his curse, she was dedicating every single second of her immortal life into breaking it. Which meant she couldn't take the time to visit him whenever he came to earth … It was disheartening, given how they've barely started the process of healing and becoming TRUE mother and son, but that was the sacrifice she needed to make.
Although given that this was heaven, the place where GOOD souls went, the concept of claiming ownership of another's soul was … vaguely understood. Angels weren't SUPPOSED to make deals, so how Sinners were able to do it was a bit of a gray area. It felt like something that she would actually have to ask a sinner about… which led to another problem she faced.
Sera absolutely would not let her go to hell under any circumstance. She was already too worried that her attachment to Iruma was leading her down a path she couldn't come back from, and refused to let her take any serious risks.
'You still have the parents' she said. The fucking assholes that sold him to hell! Well maybe the parents were nothing more than worthless monsters who didn't deserve the right to-
"Emily." Lute walked in. "I came to-" The angel paused. "… Have you been molting?"
"Hmm?" She looked down to a couple of white feathers on the ground. "Maybe, I don't know."
"Do angels even molt?"
"I don't know." Emily shrugged as she went back to her research. "What do you want, Lute? I'm really busy right now, and I can't afford to waste time."
"..Are.." Lute took on a more… reluctant face. "...Are you…still… working on helping that bas-that… human kid trapped in hell?"
"Yes!" She shouted with a smile. "Can I ask you to sneak me into hell? I promise I'll take the blame. Just please, I need some information and Heaven barely had any." Emily pleaded.
"You… you're really attached to this kid, aren't you.."
"Duh! He's my kid… basically my son, I'm pretty sure I've made that abundantly clear by this point." She was long past the point of subtly by this point. "He means the world to me, and when he comes up here I swear I'm going to treat him right." She was going to give him a million hugs for each day he never had any.
"Yeah…. Uh… that… you know, not everyone gets into heaven, and is that such a bad thing-"
"...Lute…. " Emily glared. "A child… is stuck… in hell… the literal worst place to ever be in!" Emily shouted as her wings flared up. "Don't you DARE attempt to make jokes like that!"
"Right … except if they … you know … sin irredeemably." Lute continued.
"Lute, it's a CHILD! There is no sin too great to redeem from such a young one!" Emily called out. "He hasn't died and he's no where close TO death! He deserves to live out the rest of his time on earth.." Where she would buy a house for the two of them and live off the lamb. ".. and earn his way to heaven naturally!"
"Unless …" Lute spoke. "They …" She took a deep breath. "Killedanangel!"
… Emily's many eyes blinked. "I think I misheard you. Repeat that. Slowly."
"...Your kid…. Killedanangel!"
"...Slower."
"... Killed … an … angel…"
Emily stared at the girl for a few moments more … before the gravity of the room started to multiply, Lute forced to her knees as the ground cracked under her weight. "I suggest that you do not come to me with paltry lies." She glared down at the bitch that blasphemed Iruma's good name.
"I'm… I'm not lying, I swear, I swear to god-" Emily increased the pressure. "..Swear ... On Adam… that…. It's true… one of our… warrior class …. Troops …. was found dead … without her head.."
Emily glared at the girl she forced to the ground. The girl didn't show any signs of lying… which meant she was probably better than she assumed … or the angel was delusional. She stopped the pressure, allowing Lute to catch her breath.
"And tell me … Even if it was true … HOW would an Angel be there… why would an Angel be there when you couldn't care less before?"
"We … sent an angel down to hell to search it." Lute stated. "You wanted to find the child down there, remember? Well, they found him."
"And you saw him killing this supposed angel.." Emily glared.
"Well…. No…." Lute grimace as Emily increased the pressure. "BUT, but, but, we have another one of our troops that confirm it! She was punched by your bra-" Emily grabbed Lute's arm. "...By… your… kid…. And she bled!"
… She let Lute go. "Send them to me. I want details." Emily growled.
"...You… you got it… Em.."
"And…. talk to Sera and Adam.." Emily growled. "I will go to hell, and I will get that meeting with Lucifer… is that clear?"
"Yes … very much so." The angel nodded, leaving the room.
This… this was wrong. They wouldn't listen to her before, why now? There was something fishy going on…. And she couldn't trust anybody up here to find out either. Heck, SHE was a liar. She lied about the demon's involvement on earth. Angels… were not infallible… Angels… could be cold…. Uncaring… and untrust worthy…
Dear god… what was happening if she couldn't trust anybody around her…. No wonder Iruma struggled. This was his life everyday.
Loona ruffled the kid's hair as Blitz hugged the two imps. "I am so happy you two lived! I swear, I was NOT expecting the balls to just run around during extermination!" The man shouted. "Seriously, do I need to take you to a shrink? Or can I just get hard without needing to ask serious questions."
"We almost had a normal conversation and then you kept talking." Fatty rolled his eyes. "Now if you excuse me, I'm going to go back to using painting the walls as an excuse to ignore you."
"Oh don't be like that Mox. We survived the extermination! That warrants a drink, right?" Her boss called out. "Come on Millie, don't tell me that dodging those flying fuckers doesn't get the engine running a little!"
"Blitz, we just had an emotional breakthrough on several proportions, and even I need a rest from it." Millie sighed. "Why don't ya call Stolas? Pretty sure he'd love to talk to you right about now."
"Because he's probably busy bonding with his daughter and spending time with her after that little scare." The man rolled his eyes. "I mean, that's what I'd be doing if Loonie ran out into the extermination."
Loona rolled her eyes as well, not wanting to deal with that shit. Right now her main concern was checking up on the kid. "You alright?" She asked as she rubbed his face. "I know it's a lot to take in.."
".. Honestly, I know this might sound a little messed up, but I oddly feel good right now." Iruma chuckled with his small smile of delight. "And it's not just your head rubs.. which are good not going to lie."
"Eh, I try." She smirked
"It's like … a good chunk of the bad thoughts in my head leaked out like a cracked egg." He spoke. "It's … refreshing, just accepting I can be happy with no consequences or cons."
"And an upgrade!" Blitz shouted. "I mean seriously kiddo, holy arsenal. You have gone up in the world kid. People might actually be afraid to try and kill you now."
"Right.." Iruma rolled his eyes as he looked to his hand, which had that white cross on it. "I'm not going to kill anybody with it." The kid glared.
"Oh come on, you killed an angel." Blitz glared.
Iruma paused for a second, like he wanted to say something, only to shake his head. "That doesn't matter. It's not who I am, and it never will be. And all of hell can hear it for themselves, I don't care."
"Aaagggfffh!" Blitz stomped his foot. "The most powerful kid in hell and I can't even use him … why am I paying him again?" He asked Millie.
"You like cheap manual labor that you're too lazy to do yourself." Moxxie pointed out.
"Riiight. Now move the new couch in, the last one got wrecked during the extermination."
"We'll move the couch in." Mille answered. "Take all the time you need to rest Iruma. You've earned it."
"Thanks M.." The kid coughed. "Thanks Millie."
The imps nodded as they headed into the hallway, leaving just the two of them alone. "You almost called her mom, didn't you?" She recognized a slip up when she saw it.
"I know … not really sure I'm that comfortable with her yet." He mumbled, leaning more into her pet. "She tries, but … Mm … it's kind of terrifying?"
"No doubt about it." Loona nodded. "It's the same for me and Blitz. Sure I can see when he doesn't fuck up things in my life, but calling him my dad is a little weird."
"Yeah … parents are weird when they're nice." He mumbled. "So what did you do during the extermination?"
"Blitz took me to the Envy ring for a 'daddy daughter fishing trip'. Boringest shit ever." Loona rolled her eyes.
"Really? I always found fishing relaxing and satisfying."
"That's because you like to eat." Loona pointed out.
"It always tastes better when you catch it yourself." Iruma needed that bright smile. "Like setting up little goals for yourself and succeeding."
"Hmm … not the type of goals I have in mind." Most of those involved getting a hot boyfriend, becoming a person who didn't get awkward around parties, and finding a way to murder Fi-fi. "Coasting on by with life is the most I can do on a good day."
"I hear that. My biggest goal went from 'survival' to 'be happy and survive' just in the last seven hours." Iruma chuckled. "Accepting that good things can come.. legitimate good things without the usual caveat or condition… it's weird.. but a nice kind of weird."
"… It kinda is." She smiled as she watched Blitz and the others struggle with the couch.
"This is why Loonie calls you fat Mox! Pull your own weight!"
"It would help if you actually hold your side instead of insulting me!"
"Insults are life's motivation to kick it into second gear!"
"Honestly, I'm going to spend the next week breaking in that couch." Loona nodded as she watched the fattie get his leg smashed by the funiture. "I'm pretty sure I can squeeze in enough room for you."
"Oh, I don't know if I can fit in next week. I got a date with Octavia."
Loona's ears fell flat on that little revelation. "Wait what?"
"I.. well I talked to her, we patched things up, I thought I was merely getting back with a friend even if she controls me, but it turns out she confessed to me which led to a contract when she kissed me… " Iruma explained. "Luckily first love memories had a similar plot, so once that was out in the air, I was able to grasp the situation a whole lot better."
"Oh … I see …" She nodded slowly. "... I thought you weren't into the romance shtick?"
"It's complicated." He sighed. "I have never been in a situation like it before, but reading first love memories made me think of those warm moments ... and just. .. being cozy with someone else that cares for you sounds like a nice idea I'd like to try out. It's hell, so I'm not expecting much, but I trust Octavia to make it fun at least."
"Yeah… sounds great.." Why.. why was she feeling disappointed?
"Not to me!" Millie shouted.
"Let the boy have a relationship!" The fatty screamed.
"You two stop fighting before you-"
Crunch
"DROP IT ON MY FOOT!"
"Plus.. I like the way she kisses.." Iruma blushed red.
"Ah.. I mean, if you're into beaks, then you do you I guess.." Loona tried to shrug off dismissively. She'd just be alone in the office.. or at the apartment.. all alone without the kid-
Wait, why was she acting like this bothered her at all? The kid was a kid with barely a reason to get out of bed. She was in her twenties and he was fourteen. It was none of her fucking business how the kid fucked. He just had good hands and wasn't annoying. That was the extent of their friendship. Nothing more, nothing less. So … stop acting weird Loona. It didn't bother you.
"GET THE COUCH OFF NOW DAMN IT!"
"Another year of extermination, another year of dead bitches in the hatch." Val chuckled as he flipped through his phone. He's sent Angel Dust about two hundred messages to come over to the sex dungeon to spend the night with, but the ungrateful hoar wouldn't answer, no matter how much he threatened his family.
"Luckily I managed to actually focus on soul protection without that radio fucker interfering in my life." Vox grumbled. "So no losses on my end. You Velv?"
"About a good five percent of my contracts got offed, though those were mostly the prissy ones without the backbones for the fashion world, so no big loss there." The Sole female V shrugged as she scrolled through the list of statistics. "Though I'm tracking that twenty percent of Val's just got doubled damned."
"Eh, there's always another down on their luck desperate ho waiting for another quick cash grab." Val grinned as he took in a smoke.
"Hm … odd." Voxy looked through his screens. "There's an oddly high number of Imp and other lower ranked hellborn this year."
"And we care why…?" Val raised an eyebrow.
"Imps are the cheapest and more exploitable workforce we have. Less of them means we have to cough up actual pay level wages." Velvette groaned.
"Not if we threaten them to work for free." He smirked.
"Val, we're trying to fix our image after the brat fucked it up. We can't afford to force people into labor … this year."
"Oh that buuuulllshiiiit.." Val let out a long moan, and not the sexy kind rather. "Why can't we just go down there and shoot the radio demon's house down with the holy machine gun?"
"Because we need to catch him off guard for that to work. And holy gun or not, we still need IMP in one piece if we want that book."
"Once their hellhound is dead, I'm starting a whole line of hellhound furskin coats, Beelzebub be damned." Velvette groaned.
"Okay Velvet, how many dead overlords are we dealing with?"
"None of the big names sadly." The foolish demon scrolled through the socials. "There was a slight chance with Carmine cause apparently her two little shits ran off into the extermination."
"Kids are the worst no matter the time or age." Val rolled his eyes.
"Don't I know.. oh you got to be fucking kidding me!" Velvette pulled on her hair. "How's that little bastard trending?!"
Vox rolled his eyes, lighting up a screen. "Let's see what fucked up shit the news has to offer."
"Hello there, I'm Katie Killjoy."
"And I'm Tom-" He was punched in the face.
"No one gives a shit. Extermination. What happened? Who's the virgins dead and who are the chads that lived? First up, tables have turned as Iruma Suzuki, the Truman Show irl boy from a country only weeaboos give a shit about, killed an angel."
"..WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!"
"That little snot? Killing an angel? That's as believable as someone asking you out on a date!" Tom Tucker cackled.
"Or the existence of your balls!" The mantis sinner grinned as she smashed her fist into the man's groan. "But given the bitch screams you make, they do in fact exist. We sent an interview to the two people there. The little bitch turned entertaining clown for the masses boy himself, and Carmilla Carmine, queen of weapons."
"And all around mother you all want to fuck!"
"And this was what they had to say!"
The camera shifted to the little bastard, which made the screens go static, likely due to the nearby interference of the radio demon. "Wait, where did you all come from? What's going on?"
"Iruma Suzuki, can you tell us about the Angel you apparently fucking slayed?"
"Well, everyone heard me kill it on the radio.. can't really say more than that."
"With no screen?" A man asked. "How fucking lame."
"Hello there, care to share that opinion with me?"
"Ahhhh, no wait I was mistaken-aahhhg, my kidneys!!!" Vox bristled angrily at that.
"And as for Carmilla Carmine …"
The camera shifted to the old gray lady as she stared down at the cameraman with a scowl. "Sh.. so.."
"I will say this only once. I owe a debt to the one known as Iruma Suzuki, so don't lay a finger on him. I'm talking to you, V's, unless you want to lose more credibility."
Valentino shot the tv repeatedly. "Fuckin bitch …" He grumbled
"This.. this has to be some kind of trick, it has ti be, it had to be!" Vox glitched frantically. "That little radio FUCKER CAN'T POSSIBLY-!"
"Voxie, calm down." Val gripped his arm tightly. "You have eyes everywhere. If there's a corpse, you find it, and confirm the lie. Understood?"
The tv headed demon stared frantically, before vanishing in a flash of lightning. He and Velvette waited a few moments … before the boy toy came back … dropping an angel's head on the table.
"Oh fuckin hell!" Velvette fell backwards. "That's a bloody head!"
"I know.."
"That's a bloody exorcist angel head!"
"We can all fucking see it Velvette!"
"Do you know what this means!"
"That we got outshined again?" Val grumbled.
"No you mothball for brains! It means the whole fucking game has changed!" Velvette grinned as she stood on the table. "These holy rollers can be killed."
"Yeah … by living souls." Vox stated. "... While I admit it will entice a LOT of people … that's a commodity we are still trying to acquire."
"Doesn't matter, cause we are going to get that commodity!" Velvette grinned. "The only ones that can kill them are humans … aka, people that can form multiple contracts."
"That gives us two options." Valentino mused. "Trick the boy into forming a contract with us, or rallying every overlord into getting that fucking book …"
"With the extermination over, Carmine's going to call a meeting with all the overlord's sooner or later ... that's the only window we have for option two." Voxy muttered. "We might have better luck if we use one of our lackies for option one. Send someone he can't recognize or doesn't see as a threat."
"You think he'll be in the mood to form contracts?" Valentino questioned. "He already has four or so going on from what I heard. I doubt he's trusting."
"Course he is." Velvette smirked as she looked at her phone. "The show's getting sappy again. Kid's opening up his heart and trusting people … he's getting gullible." She showed off a picture of the boy being held by that bitch bird of a goetia, and kissing.
"Eck, that's a turn off." Val gagged. "I'm going to stuff that little birdie after I make her choke on ten greasey fucker cocks!"
"Easy there moth man, There'll be time for that later." Vox held him back. "Now, we wait and plan ahead."
Iruma grinned as he munched on popcorn while he sat next to Loona, Millie, heck, all of IMP on the new couch. "Ahh, now this is what it's all about." Blitz leaned his arm over Moxxie and Mille as he pulled them close. "Nothing like family time on the couch after surviving genocide."
"I don't think you understand the meaning of family time Blitz." Moxxie said bluntly.
"Course I do. Watching B movies and making fun of how terrible they are, cause it's hell." The man said. "Now, are we watching the 'the eighth ring of hell', or 'honey I met myself'?"
"Wouldn't B movies be about Bees?" Iruma asked. "I'm asking as a kid that's never watched a lot of tv."
"By b movies he means cheap ones made to make fun of how cheap they are." Loona explained. "Like how Japan makes movies with rubber monster suits and stuff like that."
"Ooooh …" He nodded. "... What are the genres?"
"Horror and rom com."
"Rom com.." Iruma nodded. "Huh, well I could use some tips on romance before my first date."
"Turn on the horror movie blitz!" Millie called out. "I don't want the tot to be imitating anything inappropriate!"
"Oh sure, serial killers and murders are much less extreme than the sight of side boob." Loona rolled her eyes.
"In Millie's defense, a horror movie is basically an average day in hell." Moxxie pointed out. "Wouldn't be anything he hasn't seen before."
"And after the extermination, I could use just a little less typical day in hell." Iruma nodded. His insides.. they felt lighter…. Not so much the misshapen bones and missing pancreas, those still hurt ... but … his insides had a light feeling … being around IMP felt … good. Sitting next to them … felt good.
"Okay, two for two, settle this the old fashion way …" Blitz took out a coin. "I shoot a coin in the air. Heads or tails."
"Wait, if you shoot a coin, it'll just make a hole.."
"I'm hearing tails, Mox!" He threw it up and shot the coin, which caused the bullet to bounce into the tv, turning it on. "Damn it, news ruins family night!"
"Hahahaha.." Iruma couldn't help but laugh… this.. this was what family felt like…. He could get used to this.
"Welcome back Citizens of hell, I'm still Katie killjoy!"
"And I'm still Tom Tucker!"
"Which rhymes with mom fucker. Which we all know you are Tom!" The pale lady ripped off the masked man's arm. "Top story tonight, in the wake of the recent extermination, an ongoing turf war between limp dick slithery tech kingpin Sir Pentious and self proclaimed spunky powerhouse Cherrie bomb has ignited in hundreds of more casualties of no name bitches."
"Oh, those two are still going at it." That snake guy really sounded like he needed a hug … if he wasn't an insane maniac trying to hurt him at the time.
"I do admire the dedication and craftsmanship of the snake sinner at the very least." Moxxie nodded.
"It's all fun and games to nab that hotspot, though I'd love to nail her hotspot." The masked grinned.
"You're a limp dick loser Tom, or should I say, no dick." The mantis lady poured a hot cup of coffee on the man's groin. "All that and more, but first tuning in to the latest bitch who can't do anything right after weeks of fucking pestering, the princess of hell!" The screen shows of another pale lady, much younger with longer blonde hair, a red tuxedo with a black bow tie, along with red spotted dimples on her face that gave her a slight clown look. Out of all the demons in hell ... she looked the most out of place from what he's seen.
"Which sin would she be a kid of?"
"Pride." Bliz spoke. "Aka Lucifer's little brat, aka, the top of the trash heap that is all of hell."
"That strong?" Iruma asked. "I saw Stolas fight and he could push away the angels."
"You wanna know how strong?" Moxxie brought up. "Lucifer is a fallen angel. A seraphim just like Emily."
"... And that means …"
"If you really ticked him off enough, he could probably kill all of hell." Millie noted.
"… That strong… and… Emily is that strong too.." … How much was she holding back for her sake ... and how much was she holding back for his sake?
"Quite frankly it's a miracle we survived pissing her off." Moxxie nodded.
"She ain't too bad, Mox. She's just a mama looking out for her tot." Millie grinned, looking at Iruma as she rubbed his head.
"… She did try her best." Iruma nodded. Maybe ... maybe that's all any of them could do.. just try.
"So tell us, what are you planning to do, Ms Princess?" The woman said with a forced smile and a bored tone as the younger demon nervously
"Well." The woman cleared her throat. "As most of you know, I was born here in Hell and growing up, I always tried to see the good in everyone around me." … Yeah … he could see that. The little, little bits of nice things within people. "Hell is my home and-" She got some blood splattered on her face, which she wiped off. "You are my people. We... we just went through another Extermination."
"Ugh, someone wake me up when she stops talking." Loona groaned.
"You can just change the channel." Moxxie pointed out.
"Can't, shot it into splinters after the last coin flip I did." Blitz explained.
"We lost so many souls, and it breaks my heart to see my people being slaughtered every year. No one is even given a chance!" She shouted, slamming the desk as she stood up. "I can't stand idly by while the place I live is subjected to such violence!"
"She's … she's oddly hopeful for a demon." Iruma titled his head in confusion.. but also curiosity. How could hell have someone this sweet sounding in it, this sweet born into it?
"It's why no one respects the bitch. Waaay too nice and spineless." Blitz nodded. "... Like you."
"Blitz, I will rip off your horns if you talk like that again." Millie threatened.
"So, I've been thinking: Isn't there a more humane way to hinder overpopulation here in Hell?" She walked around with a smile. "Perhaps we can create an alternative way to change souls through... redemption?" The woman questioned. "Well, I think yes! So, that's what this project aims to achieve!" She returned to the desk with a hope filled smile. "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm opening the first of its kind! A hotel that rehabilitates sinners!"
The entire room was silent, and so was the studio.
"Y'know? 'Cause hotels are for people passin' through... temporarily…"
"A rehab center.. that's also a hotel?" Iruma questioned.
" … To you know … send sinners … to … heaven?" Wait what?
"... What a dumb bitch!" Blitz laughed. "She really thinks heaven is gonna let any of us fuckers go up there!?"
"It does sound a bit outlandish." Moxxie nodded.
"Sinners in heaven?" Iruma questioned. "I thought that was impossible."
"It is." Loona grunted. "The crazy woman's promoting an impossible dream out of 'hopes and rainbows'."
"Well… wasn't it impossible for me to be in hell too?" Iruma asked.
"Since when were you this upbeat?" Blitz glared. "I thought you were passively content with the shittiness of life."
"... I guess so many good things happened so quickly I kind of … lost track of it." He had family, friends, a girlfriend … and he said NO… to freaking ALASTOR! Maybe.. maybe having a little hope in other people wouldn't hurt… he wouldn't go as far as to believe it would change his life.. but.. he could believe he could HAVE a life at all.