Prologue
It was a bright and sunny day at the beach. Most people were relaxing on the sand and playing in the sea. Some people were preparing a stage for a music concert for someone called Verosika Mayday. A guy wearing a casual outfit and sunglasses was standing on the top of some stairs and pulled out his phone. "Ok Agent One, I'm at the beach. Are you sure that demons are going to be here?"
Meanwhile, in a building with a sign that says: "D.H.O.R.K.S", a man and a woman wearing black and white suits were looking at some computer screens. "Absolutely. The Father is convinced that this Verosika Mayday lady and her crew are from Hell. Remember Francesco, you're undercover. They won't suspect you, so go and get us some intel!"
Francesco sighs and says: "I'm on it." He hangs up his phone and walks down some stairs. He walks onto the sand and looks at the stage. Some people wearing goth clothes were placing music equipment onto the stage. One of them was a buff guy with a scar over his left eye. He then slipped on a bottle and started to fall over. But Francesco grabbed him and kept him from breaking the equipment.
"Whoa! That was a close one! Thanks dude!" "No problem. Wait, is this a Verosika Mayday concert?" says Francesco. "Fuck yeah it is. Are you a big fan?" "Well... I like her songs, but I wouldn't say I'm a big fan. I like a lot of artists and she's one of them, I think? I'm Francesco, by the way." The buff guy shook his hand and says: "I'm Vortex, but my friends call me..." "Tex! Hurry up with the equipment! The show is about to start!"
Vortex picks up the equipment and says: "You're a cool dude, see you around?" "Sure thing, Tex," says Francesco. He then turns around and walks up to a wall and stands next to it. Vortex walks up to one of his friends and gives them the equipment. After a few minutes, the lights of the stage turned on and a voice on the speakers says: "Alright spring breakers. Y'all ready to get fucked up and make some bitchin' bad choices?!"
The spotlights focused in on Verosika Mayday and she started to sing. Everyone at the beach was cheering, she then threw a flask into the crowd and it ended up in the sea. The liquid in the flask made contact with a fish and it started to mutate and grow. Francesco was using his phone to record the concert and spotted Vortex talking to a lady and an imp.
"Blitz, get the fuck out of here! You're gonna get us all into shit!" says the lady. "I just wanted to see what was so important that you'd be distracted from your job," says Blitzo. "What, I can't have a break?" "We have a parking spot on the line!" "Hey dude, why don't you chill out?" says Vortex. "Why don't you stay out of it?" 'kay? This is our business. Literally."
"Fuck Blitz! Why can't you stay out of my face for like five minutes?!" "Because I adopted you, and that should mean something." "What does it matter?! You're not my real dad! I was almost eighteen!" "It still counts!" "Well it shouldn't! I didn't need you then asshole! I don't now." Meanwhile, Francesco says to himself: "Jesus. That was intense."
Suddenly, a giant fish monster emerges from the sea. Everyone ran away whilst screaming. "This is the worst concert I've ever been to!" Francesco shouts as he runs off of the beach. He then watches as a lady imp climb into the monster's mouth and slices it's throat from inside. "Holy shit, that was awesome."
He then pulls out his phone and calls Agent One. "Agent One? I have a update. Verosika Mayday threw a flask into the sea and the contents within created a giant sea monster." "What in the world?! Are you ok?!" says Agent One. "Yes, but that's not all. A demon just single handedly killed it. The fight was insane!" "Impressive, what's happening now?" "Give me a minute."
Francesco looked over and saw Verosika Mayday, Vortex and the stage crew getting arrested by the police. "Verosika and the others are being arrested by the police right now." "I see. I'll talk to The Father, apparently he knows the police chief and if the demons are in someone else's jail, then we don't get rewarded. Come back to base and write up a report immediately. Understand?"
"Yes Agent One." Francesco hangs up the phone and walks away from the beach. "I don't want to do this anymore, but I don't have a choice. Hopefully something happens in the future that can help me. It doesn't matter if it takes the form of an angel or a demon, I just don't want to work for my dad anymore."