Helluva Servant (A Helluva Boss Side story)

by Chance Green G King

This right here as the title says is a side story to the show you all know and love. Our main character is Donner, a young but very powerful demon who for years has served his master the Prince of the Ars Goetia faithfully. Now his said master has given him a very important role. To become the protector of his heir but in due time it'll spark into something much more.

21. Pandemonium Part 4

Welp, here's part 4, this is freakin crazy, I didn't think Pandemonium would get dragged out like this. But low and behold it has. And honestly, that's okay.

As many of you know season 2 just ended for Helluva Boss, and damn that was a ride, full of shocks and surprises, both good and sad.

Probably some of you are wondering, 'what the hell are you gonna do knowing that shit happened?' Honest, no idea.

But seeing as how that it'll take a long ass while for season 3 to come out, that means I got plenty of excuses to go for whatever I got in mind for this story. I'm surprised this alternate side story has reached to this peak, and honestly really do enjoy messing around with these characters. Donner, Stu, Loretta, Arnold, Miguel, Rocky, (Arnolds bandmates😝) Bruns, his wife Fern and their spawn. Shit same with Destiny and its pet cat Mitty,

Say what you will, but stuff like this is why Fanfiction is so damn fun. Anyways, enough about me, here's an early Christmas present for you all. Big shout out to Pyrojack for aiding me in chapter, he does a good job with these things. 😝(Really wish, he can upload some of his stuff onto the site, but eh, to each's own.)

Also notice, this one here is a bit shorter compared to some of the other ones yes I admit, but eh, all part of the idea got in mind. Because hey, how else do you think some major tv shows, animes etch, keep their viewers entertained?

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Destiny's bar comes into view where the owner was currently in the middle of watching tv. It was one of those cheap cliché rom com dramas. Some dumb crap about terrible romances, and naturally lots of heated arguing.

"Why did you do this to me!?"

"Because you cheated on me!"

"I never did!"

"That's not what Willis told me!"

"Who the fuck is Willis!?"

From the side it was clear Mitty wasn't so impressed glancing to his owner. Meow.

"There's not much else on. And you tell me who has control of the remote?"

Meow

"I am not watching this because this reminds me of my own problems..." The cat emitted a 'scoff' not buying it. "Well, I don't care what you think."

Mitty merely rolls its eyes, taking a look at the camera before it.

Meow

Destiny looked over to the viewers and turned off the tv putting back onto it's pre-readying program. "Ah, nice to see you all again."

It then spun around. "So, you all came to finally see what the end result will be right? I've been really anxious myself. Ever since Donner escaped from the White Rabbit, I've been dying to see how far he'll go to win!" Clapping its hands recap starts. "So lets see what's happened shall we?~"

A clip plays showing Donner standing in front of the Tower of Desire. "Last time Donner phew...boy...lets just say had a very interesting rough time..." There was a chuckle. "Man oh man, did our boy get himself into a hot mess with that pleasure tower."

We now see him speeding though the levels of that vile disgusting pornographic place. "Yeah, he really had a hard time. Not the good kind either. Lots of things wanted to jump him and get..well, 'get to know him' if you know what I mean." We now see where Donner tossed the annoying 'hosts' out of the window. Payback for the shit it had put him through. "Lucky for him, he escaped."

After that we get brief series of freeze frame photos of his tangle with Reeah. "Easier said then done. But it didn't end there...Donner still had a long way to go."

More freeze frame photos were shown, him zapping the big snake and him dodging and avoiding getting eaten. Not to long after was clips of him going against an unexpected enemy that came in the form of dozens of seemingly cuddly bunnies. "Big snakes and killer bunnies. The stakes couldn't get any higher."

Right then a map showing the levels that've been completed. First starting from Sloth, Envy, Lust, Greed, and Gluttony. "And now the only two floors left, Wrath and Pride." The recap was done and Destiny was standing right next to its tv.

It also holds up a piece of paper reading: "Survival's law, the strong must keep. In silence, strength and will collide, The weak will fall, the strong abide." Once done reading Mitty walks up next to the old television. "That right there so happens to be a small poem I made about survival of the fittest. Pretty clever, huh?"

Meow.

"Oh shut up." Destiny retorted back. "Through out history there's been different ways and sayings. Natural selection, Only the strong endure. Adapt or perish. Thrive of die. Endurance prevails. It goes on and on."

Clearing its throat the host continues. "How else do you think that, anything succeeds? That's how it is? And that begs the question, will Donner make it? Or will he have a warriors death?"

Meow

Suddenly the sound of glass shattering and a car alarm goes off outside of the studio. "What the fuck!?" Destiny goes off to run by the window and looks through. "Oh, hell no! That crazy bitch is back!"

"I'm right out here asshole!" A voice yelled out. "Get out here!" Destiny runs for the door straight into the parking lot and gasps in absolute horror. It can see the woman he and the man he was with from before, smashing the windshield of a 2008 Dodge Charger with a lead pipe. She is very visibly pregnant. "Remember me?"

"Yes, I do, and I remember I got a restraining order. Get out of here you fat bitch."

"I'm pregnant, you insensitive bitch!"

"And I told you I had nothing to do with it!"

"Yes you did! Greg had his dick in my throat, you were right behind me!"

"And I told you no! Plus you had other guys with you that night too!"

"Nuh-uh!"

"Yeah-huh!"

"Nuh-uh! It was just you and him!"

"I'm not telling you, I'm warning you, get the fuck out of here!"

"Give me my child support and I'll be long gone!"

"And I tell you again, that ain't my baby..." Destiny pointed to its car "That's my baby!"

"Not any more."

"I mean it get out of here our your gonna get a few buck shots into your fat ass!"

In response, the pregnant woman swings the pipe against the driver's window. Bashing it down some more on the roof.

As Destiny was crying Mitty meowed, grabbing the camera's attention. The feline motioned his head towards the old television set. It zooms into the screen as the sounds of crying and the sounds of glass shattering was heard.

And then it was there we see the title of the story.

Helluva Servant

Chapter 21 Pandemonium Part 4

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A few teacups were being filled, by Merida and proceeded to pass the cups to Stolas, who was sitting along with Octavia and Bruns.

Not to very long ago, the theater was put on 'break'.

Right now it was a critical moment, because not very many had entered Pandemonium had made it that far. Only a small handful, and luckily at this point and at that area, was the only small window of opportunity that someone would be able to get a break.

But break is putting when you've been going for a long while, no rest, no nothing, not even taking a moment to piss, eventually it can catch up to you. And this was one of those rare occurrences, but a lot of them know that at any given time, it is like a calm before the storm. Literally.

Octavia sighed as she accepted it. "Thank you." She wasn't really much of a tea fan, she's more into coffee, but every so once in a while she'd have a cup. At least something to help calm down her nerves.

"My pleasure milady." The female sinner nodded.

Not only were they there but quite a few other noble demons who decided now would be the perfect time to dine. All the excitement kept them in their seats. So naturally, they got hungry, once again a very common trait even demons share along with humans and the angels up above them.

Most of them were chatting amongst themselves, still feeling irritation and slight frustration at loosing their bets. Gluttony they certainly thought would be the endgame had lust failed. But the rabbit amounted to nothing but failure.

So many of them were sure that Donner was gonna become chow and there'd be nothing left. Once again, he proved them wrong, while also displaying his capabilities where thousands witnessed him massacre millions of those little danger buggers.

Her mother especially is blowing her top off over this. Stella hasn't been a very happy bird for about a few hours now. Through her fits of rage, she's been breaking anything she could find to vent out her frustrations.

Even a couple of servants dumb enough to stand in her saps get paid good, but not enough for some of that crap either. If they had it their way, she'd be skinned, and they'd be living happily. Sadly, that wasn't a reality they could live in.

If it was, everyone would be happy and not end up in hell for stupid reasons. The list can go on and on, just a different matter of perspective from everyone. Alas, it's only a matter of time before something happens to her.

They'd just to be patient and see what bellow in the sold-out mass public viewing in the theater it sounded like big freakin parties were going on too.

Hellborn, imps, succubi, succubus, Hellhounds you, name it, all of them were in strange, odd spirits. You just don't see that shit a lot.

If they weren't literally fucking around, they're actually watching the phenomenon of the Thunderbird surviving five out of seven trials.

Who could blame them? Such a spectacle hasn't happened, in...well that's about it. No one remembers. Only ones that do remember, are most of the very least 'the old timers'. Demons and sinners from waaaay back when. Most of them were gone, killed off by someone else, but there only a rare handful left.

Just like the nobles they two were placing wagers, others were getting their earnings, others were losing. Some even were getting into fights and other sorts of shit. If there wasn't security to make sure no other 'funny business' happened. The whole place be a fuckin' blood bath by now.

"Seems everyone is in different spirits..." Bruns noted as he put in a sugar cube and slowly stirred it in.

"Yes, it does..." Stolas agreed, the prince had a lot on his mind right now. On one side their was relief that Donner made it through five of Pandemonium's trials. The other side was now worry, only two more remained. Donner has proved himself time again through his service to his family, and even now that he was a fighter.

Question was now; would he be able to keep it up? The White Rabbit is one of the most dangerous trials to survive. He can only imagine what Pride and Wrath are represented by.

Sure, Greed was also dangerous with that snake, and even Sloth was a mind game, same with Lust. If they truly embodied the aspects of the sins they represent, then there's no phantom of doubt that it'll be much more difficult.

Since Pandemonium first came into subject, before it was declared and even began Stolas used his connections. The ones that still remained to learn all he could about the trials.

Just like heaven, and the kingdom of man, each had history, and many took it upon themselves to record and preserve that history.

In the total time from then and now, the very last Pandemonium was held over four hundred years ago. The last one to partake, fell at Gluttony. The man fell to his vice and was swallowed whole, despite enduring the previous four.

Stolas now knew why the last one failed, the previous ones before the last all suffered and died in the most tragic of fates, which would be perfectly on par with the exorcists who come down to slay them. All just to keep their numbers in check.

"Something wrong dad?" Octavia questioned snapping her father out of his thoughts, she noticed that he barely even touched his drink at all.

"Oh. It's nothing, dear. Don't worry." The owl prince assures her.

Octavia didn't buy and stared down at her cup. "You're thinking about Donner, aren't you?" She proceeded to take a light sip.

The red eyed prince sighs knowing that there's no point. "Nothing ever gets past you, does it?"

"Well, since supposedly I have to be able to do something when I'm older, only seems right to take every chance that I can get right?"

Bruns chuckled at what she said. "Very true, well said."

"Yes, indeed." Merida agreed. "But respectfully, its also not wise to dwell on the uncertainty."

The teen owl's eyes looked over to her homes head maid. "What do you think then?"

"...A little part of me is hopeful..." She admitted with a serious frown. "But if I hold onto it...it'll only damage me further." Her tone was troubled.

"Because of what could happen..."

"Yes." She answered without hesitation. "That is one reason why even in dire times, you can't always focus on hope."

"Because if you do, then you yourself can become vulnerable." Bruns added firmly, as harsh as their words were, there was nothing but truth and facts.

Octavia only stayed silent choosing not to comment, even if what they said was true, she wanted to be hopeful. Even if she would get hurt herself.

Donner has to survive Pandemonium. He has come so far into.

Bruns right ear twitched as he sighed. "Are you hear to join us for tea? Or simply to talk..Andrealphus?" He turned to look over his shoulder to see him standing there. "Shouldn't you be calming down your sister? She seems very distressed." From the tone he spoke it was amused and also very provoking.

"I've already made sure that Stella has calmed down."

"Then that indicates your here for something. Well, out with it." Bruns wasn't even beating around the bush. "The next trial will come soon. So be quick about it."

"What exactly is going on here Bruns?"

"I don't follow."

"I mean exactly, did you do something to my nieces' bodyguard?"

"Nothing presently." The bat fiddled with his fingers.

"Don't play coy with me..." Andrealphus approached him. "There is no way, nor reason a regular demon, much less a lowly servant would be able to survive this long." A few nobles mutter and seem to whisper in agreement. "Which only concludes one thing, you did something."

"Oh? And do tell on what I supposedly did." He so wanted to hear what this stupid ice bird had to say.

"You proposed this event on purpose to embarrass hells nobility infront of the rest to see."

Bruns hummed as he drank his tea. "Well now...that's a very interesting accusation." The bat demon turned over to the brother-in-law of his friend. "And where's your evidence to support it?"

"Don't play me for a fool!" He slammed a hand clenched fist onto the table where his niece sat. "What we've been witnessing shouldn't even gradually be possible!"

"I fail to see why you're questioning on how seeing one younger than yourself bothers you."

"But you know more than you let on, don't you?" Another voice joined at the table right next to them was Paimon.

"Ah, Lord Paimon. I see your inquisitive eyes proceed you as always." Bruns commented in amusement. "Surely you yourself must be entertained in some form. After all, not much interesting things can transpire so often."

"You sound very pleased with yourself." Paimon noted.

"Can you blame me?" Bruns chuckled in amusement. "It's always satisfying to see something you invest so much time into become such promise."

"You're only proving what I'm saying." Andrealphus glared.

"And what are you proving? That you don't like sharing the spot like among others who are with us right now?" Bruns guessed an ever-amused grin plastered on his face. "Or are you feeling jealous, is that it?"

The head of the Goetia merely laughs at the idea. Jealousy? That the ugly bird may be as dangerous as advertised? "What nonsense that is Bruns. Honestly, in case you haven't forgotten were here because you and Stolas. Might I have to remind you of that?"

"You also played a role in it too." Bruns rebuked. "You got just a good amount of blame yourself."

"Because he's the reason an entire noble family is no longer around." Andrealphus reminded the bat.

"Last I recall he had no involvement. Had the prince gave him the order, he would've asked, never shoot first."

"And yet all the evidence says otherwise."

"Right..." Bruns scoffed. "Don't act like you suddenly care. The only reason you do it is because you feel threatened."

"And you wouldn't feel threatened?" Paimon replied.

"Anyone that does truly care for their family does." Bruns answered his words full of venom going right in Paimon's direction. "The ones that actually do."

"Hm... For one so wise, I thought you would understand."

"More than you ever could. I make time for my children. Do you?" Bruns raised an eyebrow earning a scowl from the Goeita head.

"You should be careful with the words you use..." Paimon warned, not liking his tone.

"That's rich coming from the ones who venting out there and anger and frustration on me." Bruns flicked away a piece of dead skin off of his ear. "All I did was bring out his full potential...'

"What do you mean by potential?" Paimon inquired.

Bruns sighed, shaking his head. Wow...that was just both unbelievable and sad. "Are you familiar with how power is obtained?" He questioned. "A simple, very easy question. Do you?"

"And what kind of stupid question is that?" Andreaplhus scowled. "Everyone knows that in order to obtain it, you must be willing to do whatever is necessary."

"That's right, but that also raises another question." Bruns sipped his tea. "Did we ever truly earn it? No, no we didn't."

"I beg your pardon?" Very slightly, it starts to feel a little bit more cold.

"Sure, we must take every opportunity imaginable to get to where we are today. But we ever had to fight for it, claw for it? Step down from our ivory tower to do what is necessary?" Hearing this seemed to draw much of the other nobles' attention. "How often do we choose to get our hands dirty? When do we stop caring about appearance when it's stained in blood? Or when you have to fight over scraps just to live? Do any of you feel that you'd have what it would take to survive? Truly? Or is power just simply a common word? That we take for granted?"

This is something that raises a lot of voices. Some were listening, others puzzled. "I may have been born into my family. But I had to fight for my keep. And I still am today."

"But what does this have to do with my nieces' bodyguard?" Andrealphus was growing tired of Brun's games.

"I already told you...I brought out his full potential...And you'd be surprised he has much more to offer."

"Such as?" Paimon raised an eyebrow.

"Tell me my lord, if he does survive how do you think the rest of hell will take it? Some will be thrilled, take it as a sign that even the smallest can achieve great heights. As for others' intimidation, am I wrong? Being wise not to underestimate others. Especially the ones you choose to look down on."

Bruns finished the rest of his cup. "At the end of the day, one can't do anything without power." He chuckled. "Wouldn't that mean, that he be equal to us then?"

The noble furrows his brow, not saying anything. He wasn't wrong with that logic. However, there's just one thing he needed to say. "...I've known your family for a long time...One thing I can't understand...what is your angle? Why harbor such a fascination with just that one?" Yes, the way he speaks about this mere servant was just something he couldn't wrap his head around. He treats him like he's some sort of 'great change' or something.

"I'm simply...investing for the future." Bruns shrugged with a light sigh. "It's what were supposed to isn't it?"

"So it would seem." Paimon gets out of his seat and leaves, his butler following alongside him. He had a lot more questions rummaging through his mind now.

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With a loud chomp Donner sank his teeth into the meal that was given to him. And on the left of him was a few empty plates and scraps, he had been eating at a steady pace. All of that fighting really did drain his stamina, non-stop was he at it since Pandemonium started.

Somehow by some twist of fate, he had the opportunity to eat on what could possibly be his last meal too. It wasn't great, but it was better than those rabbits were.

As he gulped down the thunderbird pondered, in thought, how long has he been there for? Maybe...a few days? A week? A month? His mind was really all jumbled up and all over the place. Donner exhaled loudly as he laid back on the floor staring up into nothingness.

Just at least for once it felt nice not having to fight but kept in mind not to be 'to comfortable'. "I wonder how the others are right now?" He asked himself out loud in thought.

He can imagine Stu and Loretta are pacing around the arena, biting their nails. Arnold is most likely doing his own thing too, probably getting bunch of comfort cuddles from Verosika or something.

Then of course, there's the Princess of Hell that somehow, he's managed to befriend too. She must be so concerned with his well-being right now. Vaggie is probably pissed off at him and worried too.

He wouldn't blame her for feeling that way. Considering how he tore apart a good chunk of Pride just to destroy a giant killer robot. It only just seemed like yesterday he thought a massive killer robot was trouble. Now it just seems like a faint somewhat beatable video game boss compared to what's been through in this whole shading.

He didn't really have much to think about the others who were there. Well except for one. "...Fucking killer tomatoe pimp must be having a blast..." Donner frowned before flipping off the air picturing the radio demons face.

Whatever entertains that old timey asshole to no end.

Aside from the ones he's grown fond of, there was also Miguel and Rocky...and of course Loona. For some odd reason just now, he just pictured him and her with a bunch of pups. All of them so freakin adorable, but pains in the ass to clean up after.

"Weird." Donner suddenly broke into laughter. "Fucking aye, I'm such a dork." Either that or maybe he was losing his sanity finally. But somehow the sight of that dickweet imp who Stolas seems to like fawning over his 'grandkids' seems almost as funny. He stopped laughing. "...Ok maybe I am starting to lose it..." The moment happened now it was gone, thanks a lot life. You can be both wonderful and awful. You happy or sad now?

Donner sits up and looks over to something that caught his attention.

It was a cinnamon roll. "What do you know...there's also something I hate is also here..." The thunderbird cannot stand the site of this delicious treat. It always seems to ruffle his feathers up every time he sees Stu stealing one from the kitchen.

That was somethin most didn't realize, Donner didn't like a lot of things. But it turns out, he despised Cinnamon rolls with a passion. "Out of all the possibilities there had to be one in this place..." He raised up a finger. "Here's what I say...get lost." Donner aimed it and a small bolt of electricity was fired making it explode making him smirk only for a small piece of it to fall onto his beak.

"Everybody...is a critic.." He said wiping it off and shivered at the contact, quickly whipping off that gross frost topping on whatever was on the floor.

If Octavia was there, she'd be having a heyday and laughing at his was right there that he froze and frowned, closing his eyes. Dammit...why'd he have to think...her right now? The owl princess... As much as he wants to think about her. He needs to focus.

But...that was hard, as a shadow casted over his face. His eyes even darted down feeling the urge to tremble and waver.

Hell was a vile place...finding meaningful friends...family that truly did care about you was almost next to impossible. Many pretty much saw that as a fact and a reality they just live in.

He's only never known it from his master, one who didn't treat him like such a disposable object. But someone he could rely on, gave him more then some could ask for. The small friends too, saw him as normal. Merida...no...his mother, showed him love even though...he wasn't truly hers.

Donner grinded his teeth in frustration...Why? Why? Why?! Why!? Looking back, she didn't treat him any differently when she witnessed him kill for the first time...instead of faking it she was honest. He remembered crashing down onto their dinner table, instead of frustration and anger he saw genuine concern...

Why? Why wasn't she afraid of him? That was something he would think about. Why the hell couldn't she have been!? Why the hell couldn't she have hated him like all the damn rest of them!? WHY!?

All he had done before was bring misery to that damned house. Even now he can't seem to stop doing that. Tears started straining down from his tightly clamped eyes. Trying to stop it, but he...he just couldn't.

How could he? He was framed for a crime he didn't commit. Blamed by anyone who believes he had done something wrong. Nothing ever seems to have gone right for him in Stolas' home, much less with his whore wife sticking her beak into his business.

But that bitch was now right about one thing, he saw their daughter, the one he was assigned to protect more than a friend. He knew that he shouldn't, but if anyone else would tell him just to give up on it, would he actually listen?

Tightly gripping his right fist Donner actually had punched himself in the face as hard as he could right in the cheek. He grunted, gritting his teeth, for crying out loud! Was it really the time to be second guessing himself right now!?

Even Donner could confirm he himself too was pathetic, he was a natural killer who knew what he had to do. But yet even somehow and some strange way, by the jokes of life and underestimating it, even the toughest exteriors crack, break and shatter.

"Octavia..." Through a strained voice he forcibly tried to wipe away his tears. "Just...give me a little more..." He begged. "I'll come back for you." The young thunder bird had to keep going, even knowing that, he'd hurt her too in the process of what can happen. "Lend me your wings...That's all I ask...Please..."

As he was getting his emotions under control, Donner looked in front of him and saw that a door had appeared. Eyes frowning, he knew what it meant. Break time was over.

"You're next." Donner proceeded to slowly walk forward towards the exit. Wiping away the remaining tears that could linger, but as he did Donner paused.

Only two doors remain. As far as the green bird understood since coming here, they are the more difficult to overcome. He must be ready once he opens the door.

With a grunt Donner turns around to grab something and then in mere seconds instead of opening it naturally he kicked it open. In his hand a slab of meat on a bone. Might as well have a snack, for the nerves.

Can't go into a fight without starving to death.

He goes through snatching a bite along the way. And just like that, he found himself in some other place just like the last few times. Only difference was, this one...seemed a bit more familiar.

It looked like the plains of Wrath, only it was more desert, rockier and more filled with a bunch of old stone ruins.

Donner glanced around to take in his surroundings. "Huh...almost looks like home. Only it ain't." He started to walk; it might've looked like Wrath. But it wasn't, he'd been to Wrath before a couple few ties in the past. Not so much for sight-seeing though.

He always went with Stolas to that Harvest Moon festival, only last year he didn't. He wanted him to spend time with Octavia.

Much to Donners chagrin he also accidentally walked in on him and that red tampon, just when he got sent to bring him breakfast.

Yep...that was not a pretty sight, it was downright terrifying, and he threw up that day too. God that was gross. While he can understand why Stolas love's being... beaten and bound. It just doesn't sit right to see that.

He'd rather stare at a gross cinnamon roll than see that shit. Either that or watch very odd cartoons.

Yep, all that would've been better than that. Maybe even possibly watch that freakin awful horror romance anime.

He seriously wonders if she was like one of those fans from that stupid book about vampires and werewolves. When he did ask that she slugged him in the shoulder.

Her exact words were, 'I'm not that sad and depressing and fawning over pretty boys. I'd have to wear sunglasses around one, and the other would get hair all over my furniture.' It was dumb, but it certainly got him laughing pretty hard that night.

It was amazing of what she knew, even told her a true story about a comic con incident in the human world, where the fans literally got into a full-blown riot. All because the actors and the actress were late. It turned into a battlefield, they even sent a few security guards to the hospital, one had a broken leg, and he was sure one also had a few cracked ribs. By the end of it, the cops had to be called to break up the fighting and arrested them, just as the cast arrived.

Naturally Donner called it bullshit, but she showed him the evidence. He really did get a good laugh that day.

People can do stupid things when one person is involved. Fanaticism at its finest!

It seems like no matter where you go, that stupid shit is everywhere. He remembered a few years ago, while with Stolas a crowd of angry fans got into a riot and burned a shopping mall to the ground.

As he was eating Donner just realized something, why the hell was he thinking about all that stuff for? It had nothing to do with life and death. Scarfing down the rest of his snack he put the bone in his pocket.

Maybe the whole thing was really starting to get to him. On another note, there was another problem, this place was hot. Not in a good way either. The one time he wears all black and it backfires on him. And John Wick made it look like it wasn't so bad either. Stupid Hollywood making things look cool.

"Where's some water when you need it?" He groaned before gaining an idea making a few motions and curled his wings putting them together. "Ok, that's better...a glass of lemonade would be nice too..." As he was walking and moving around Donner wasn't aware that elsewhere something else

Six sets of eyes blaring open, they can hear chatter. Someone is here. There hadn't been someone around...in a long...long time. They must have some nerve.

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Back at the theater the crowd's anticipation was off the roof, many of them were now back and completely hooked back into their seats watching the screen in anticipation of what can happen next.

Dozens kept their eyes on the screen of this arena, for the past four hours they've been there. And instead of things ending early, they got more of a show then they've had in a while.

Both heated action, blood and gore they were loving it.

So the anticipation for the next challenge has everyone on the edge of their seats. Who's the second to last opponent?

They've seen a lot, and for freakin crying out loud they even saw demons and who knows what having massive orgies in a really got them nice and bothered, others like Octavia wanted to throw up.

Especially feeling bad for poor Donner and what he had to go through in that thing. And right around when the third trial ended, it turned out the whole event was getting attention. A lot of attention.

News channels, all over hell were broadcasting the entire thing for all and everyone to see.

It wasn't just them, but even the infamous Seven deadly sins themselves like for example, Asmodeus, Mammon, even the reclusive Lucifer. Yes, even its got the attention of hells ruler.

In fact, now Octavia had already returned to her spot, resuming her close-up personal view of her bodyguards' endeavors.

She was concerned if he'd be dropping on the spot soon, but evidently not because he seemed a bit more rested. Catching his breath, if not by a large amount, enough to where he could keep going.

"May I ask you something?" Octavia frowned, not even bothering to look to see her grandfather once again standing beside her.

"I'm not stopping you." She replied, was he gonna go for another one of those 'talks'. Paimon had never been much around her growing up, the last time she saw him was when she was little and 11 years old. Then suddenly he goes up and talks to her all casually, thinking he's done nothing wrong.

"How come your so concerned with his well-being?"

"Why wouldn't I be?" Octavia retorts. After all, he is her protector. Paimon hummed at this response, and that got her attention. "What?"

"And there's...nothing else?" He raised an eyebrow.

"No?" She's starting to suspect her grandfather's line of questioning.

"So, you're telling me that, all of this...is merely out of concern? I don't believe you."

"What?" Octavia frowned even further. "Are you insinuating something?"

"Perhaps. It's a curious thing to see someone so concerned for one bodyguard."

"He is my friend."

"A friend..." Paimon scoffed. "I seem to recall your father, having a friend himself and how down low he's fallen."

"If you're gonna say something, then just say it."

He now turned over to his granddaughter. "I may be dull at times, but even I am not that foolish. He is much more than that...isn't he?" A stern glare in his eyes cascaded onto her.

"And the way he acted around you before this began..." Paimon chuckled in amusement. "You evidently must have more in common with your father...Poor tastes indeed."

Now that struck a nerve. "Come again?"

"I said both you and your father are disappointing when choosing your partners." Paimons tone was still blunt. "It's almost like you care nothing about honoring your heritage..."

"Which one? The one that decides everything for me or the one that actually gives a damn about me and my opinion?" Octavia questioned.

"All the above."

"Really? Is that what you think, grandfather? You didn't really give dad much of a choice or an opinion, did you?"

"Who told you this?"

"I'm not dumb...I can learn things too."

"Hm. So, you can." Paimon was now very much more interested now. Because even Stolas never displayed this much rebellion. Even when he had to marry Stella. "Sometimes even the things you claim to hear and know can be lies as well." Not to mention he was getting many different reactions from the girl as well.

Anger being an obvious factor. She does seem to get that from her mother. And this anger was from her being so defensive, and annoyed. "Do you deny it?"

"What's there to deny? As far as you need to know, Donner does his job, and he will continue to do that."

"If he survives." Paimon pointed out. "If he survives...but you should consider who you place your heart on more carefully..." With those words said he walked off.

"Fucking asshole..." She mutters to 's what he wanted? To get her feathers all ruffled up?

It's working alright and she honestly wish he could just leave a completely forgot about her and her father again. Just like before... And wait...'consider who you place your heart on?'

He thinks that there's something going on between her and him!?"What the fuck's wrong with him!?" She hissed. "That's his first thought?"

Just because of her age and their interactions? That was his conclusion for it? For someone who's been alive for eons, he's as sharp as a bowling ball. But...how come she feels a bit flustered all of the sudden? And warm? Oh hell, now he's got her thinking about it again! And how come she wasn't trying to shake it off? What's with the princess today!?

Octavia brought her attention over to Donner who was losing the black jacket deciding to wrap it around his waist. Most likely the heat was getting to him.

"Black was a bad choice." He said feeling the heat. "I should've fuckin stocked some water too..." But the young servant marches on like he has a purpose. Because if he doesn't, he'll die before he can find his next challenge.

Octavia's eyes softened a bit, lightly clenching her hands. "Donner...keep going..."

She really wanted him to come back home, not just her but others she knew that they were all mattered to them all. To lose him now would shatter a handful of them, Octavia included.

---

Donner sighs as he continues looking around. He needs water, he's thirsty. He's sweating so bad he can see through his own shirt. "Fucking hell..." Donner continues his search. "Come on there's got to be...Theres gotta be something..." All he could see were just old ruins. "Anything but sand... and rocks. Fucking rocks."

Suddenly Donner spotted a bunch of clustered stones piled up together. "Huh? C'mon...c'mon please..." He started to approach it and increased in speed. "Yes..." Much to his relief it was indeed something he could find; it was a well. "Oh baby, yes! To hell with Pandemonium, I need water."

He found a rope and started to pull onto it. "Please have it...Please have it...Please have it..."

Pulling it up he saw a bucket and reached a hand inside, he felt something wet. "Yes!"

Like any desperate man in the wilderness, Donner dunks the top of his head into the water. He pulls out and dunks it all over his face and mouth, uncaring where it landed.

The thunder bird groaned, taking a few breaths calming himself down before resuming his drinking. But as he was doing so Donner heard sudden movement from the corner of the right side. "Damnit, not now." Standing up Donner takes the bucket and drinks out of it one last time before tossing it back down into the well.

He then reached for his weapon, drawing it out, gripping the hatchet tightly in his grip. His eyes narrowed, glancing around standing his ground, keeping his level calm, so that he could listen. He needed to be absolutely quiet.

From behind he heard scurrying, flipping around, something was moving, and it was heavy. He could barely see the sand blow up off the ground from the direction he's staring at, but he lost sight of it for a moment.

Donner started to move along starting his walk, curious about something. While moving, through from one spot, he didn't know where, but it sounded close, there was more movement.

It must be circling him. Narrowing his eyes, Donner took a knee, and stay silent, where the light sound of footsteps were heard. Not to mention, very faint and low growling.

It was official, the sixth trial had truly begun. Might as well play along. So, taking a deep breath, Donner emitted a whistle. A very loud one.

Suddenly a set of heads growled lunging out from the sand with anger all of them attached to a very large dog body. Soon as it did, Donner reacted jumping up into the air and his right food narrowly missed getting snagged by a set of sharp teeth.

"Woah!" The avian looks down at his foe from above. "You're a big boy aren't you?"

The said big boy snarled, and it was there now he gained a clear look at it. This beast was massive, literally massive, what's more it had multiple heads. Three of them.

Around, each head had spiked collars, and there were also chains attached to each collar. This was the Rage Cerberus. All three freakin heads were barking and growling at their prey. "Geez...where's your owner at?"

"You dare mock me, boy?" The center head snarls.

"Oh shit..." Donner blinked in surprise. "You also talk? Ok...At least you speak unlike those little fuckers from the last place..."

"The White Rabbit?" The head on his left inquires.

"I hate that parasite!" The last head on the right growled at the mention of it.

"Whoa...you all talk..." This whole day has seriously been one thing after another.

"Yes, we talk, you fool!" The Cerberus snarls collectively.

"Ok...Ok..." Donner sighs. "So...you can talk good. Look, you think that maybe...we talk this out?"

"Talk?"

"I don't talk."

"Not to the likes of you."

"Really because you're talking to me right now...So..."

The third head snarls in fury, spraying fire out from it's mouth.

Donner avoids it. "Ok...not a talkative mood...even though you got three heads..."

"Stop talking!" The center head snaps his head up at his adversary.

Donner merely sighed as he threw a blast of electricity as the Cerberus jumped out of the way. And retaliates with an electrical attack of its own. To which the young demon rolled away in surprise.

"Hey, that's my move!" Not too long afterwards there was also a blast of ice too that Donner avoided. "And ice too?" Something was weird about this.

"You will not live to see the light of day!" The Cerberus howls up at the sky.

"How over cliche is that line?" Donner rolled his eyes. but noticed how the lights were going out. "Aaand, your making it night time...now?"

Suddenly his breath becomes icy cold. Definitely not a good feeling. Not to mention there was also another smell too that emitted from this large canine too."Blegh!" Donner covered the holes of his beak. "Oh fuck! You ever heard a breath mint!? You need like probably a billion of them!"

"Don't you dare mock us, boy." "We will outlive you." "Just like the others!" "All except for Lucifer you mean?"

The Rage Cerberus roared again. "Boy you sure do you remind me of someone I know who's also loud..."

"Silence!"

"Yep, definitely familiar." Donner was already seeing the dog heads being replaced with bird heads through his imagination. "Yeesh, that's an ugly site..."

Suddenly another bolt of lightning escaped from the center head's mouth. In response Donner intercepted it and sent it flying back. "I don't think so!" He exclaimed, exploding in the front of the ground of this beast. "The shock is my thing!"

The third head had flames emitted and suddenly a large burst of it was emitted as it roared, sending Donner back a few feet. But now the entire ground was complexly scorched. "Ok, starting to get toasty now..."

Just as he was about to take off again, he suddenly felt something holding his feet in place. He looked down to realize his feet were frozen in place. "Crap!"

Even though it was cooler, it was too cold for his comfort, watching as the Rage Cerberus charged.

Donner had to think and so gripping his hatchet tightly he held it sideways generating volts of electricity. Before long he swung it sideways using the flat surface side of the weapon in which he used to bash it into the middle head.

This doesn't seem to hurt the monster. In fact, that just made it angry. More than it already is.

And quickly Donner didn't waste any time smashing the ice to get himself loose making use of his wings to fly back a few feet just as it lunged its multiple heads forward. Failing to grab hold of him.

"Sorry, fido, birds aren't on the menu!" Losing his hatchet Donner grabbed his KRISS Vector Smg firing off a few rounds. Each bullet angered the Rage Cerberus as the head on the left side of the center began to emit electricity with a few orbs created on the side frozen in place before one by one they were launched.

Donner quickly intercepted using his own attacks to intercept and block them. Using this moment to fly up higher into the air.

"Too bad dogs can't fly!" Donner flipped off the three headed mutt. In response the Rage Cerberus roared and a whole bunch of ice began to rise from the ground, that it used to run up on making its smaller foe curse. "Of course it can pull shit off like that too!" Donner grunted as he took off.

Through it the Greek monster races up after it, with the lightning head shoots more volts his way.

Despite the hits this dog wasn't even bothered continuing to use its cold abilities to keep up, Donner scoffed as he put both his wings together to dive down. In response the Rage Cerberus had the ice morph into a ramp sliding down after him.

Donner looked over his shoulder and scoffed in annoyance, grabbing his hatchet and suddenly stopped before going straight up. Spinning around avoiding the jaws of his foe. Before the edge of the weapon was embedded into its back earning a collected roar of pain.

Holding onto a thick clutch of hair with his free hand as leverage, Donner started to hack attack with his hatchet repeatedly as they were going down.

But from what he's doing, it's just irritating the beast more than it's hurting it physically.

So much so it spins around and as they were going Donner's hold on his foe loosened and the Rage Cerberus swung one of its paws hitting Donner who sent him straight to the ground crashing on impact forming a small crater.

The thunderbird hacks and wheezes from the impact, not helped by the sand particles landing down his tongue. But the dog wasn't through with him yet.

It roars going straight at him and just narrowly in the nick of time he avoided it and it caused the area to burst into flames through a large explosion. Seconds later as it happened, we see Donner flying through the smoke with the Rage Cerberus running right beside him, surprisingly keeping up with him just fine.

From the right head of the center, it turned over to Donner spewing out fire and in response he let loose an electric attack from his right hand to intercept it.

There was a brief struggle for a moment until both attacks canceled each other out blowing up in a mere instant. Afterwards Donner threw his hatchet at the three headed dog. But the center head caught it without issue. "Fool."

"You can't kill me!" The other two heads snarl.

"Don't mean I can't try either!" Donner replied as he bolted over to the Cerberus behind him a sonic boom was emitting as he was flying Donner shot out an electric attack which hit the handle of the hatchet causing excruciating pain for the middle head as it felt all those volts course through its fangs and gums. "I'm not going to down without a fight either!"

But the center head endures, despite the voltage. Just because it can get hurt by it's own element, doesn't mean it will die. So, it chooses to growl, raising its head above the sky in fury!

Donner looked up and saw bolts of his own element raining down upon him. But with quick and evasive maneuvering he was managing to avoid them with ease. As he was doing so Donner spotted stuck out his hand spotting something he can use. It was a small piece of a stone column that he used to throw directly at the Rage Cerberus hitting it square in the face of the right head. Which worked out in Donners favor as it stumbled and crashed through a bunch of stone in the process.

Not wasting time Donner decided to use this to his advantage, raising one hand up and motioning it downwards. Instantly a massive bolt of thunder descended upon his three headed four-legged opponent.

Donner proceeded to make a U-turn flying around a piece of the ruins around him holding out his hand. Oddly enough, his hatchet wasn't coming back but he heard the angry roars and howls of the Rage Cerberus as collum's of electricity and fire shot outwards.

Quickly enough Donner managed to avoid each one and the handle of his weapon was back in its owner's hands. But then the thunder bird's eyes widened in surprise, the Rage Cerberus still had it in its middle head! It snarled and ice started to ensnare him slowly.

A smart but daring strategy as it was like a double-edged sword as Donner released more of his power giving way to a way cry unleashing a powerful spark of his own electrical power.

The resounding current and the heat from the burning head was so strong it caused yet another detonation. It releases the thunderbird, but he certainly wasn't okay from the point blank blast.

He grunted loudly as he skidded back, the front of his shirt now finally had a few tears in it. He also had his hatchet back, but his hand was a little bit damaged indicating frostbite.

As for the Rage Cerberus it too skidded back, its body was covered in marks as well. Not to mention the middle head was also bleeding too, from the edges of its mouth.

The feeling it has. The pain... It's not something it has felt in a long time. To the servants surprise, it doesn't get as furious. In fact all of the heads smiled darkly.

It was, enjoying it? Was it actually thrilled? "... That actually tickled." "The blood... I can feel it." "I've been waiting for this!"

As for Donner despite heavy panting he reached behind him, drawing his sword giving it a light twirl. "Alright then...your funeral..." He got into a stance getting ready. "So lets try that again...COME ON!" Instead of flying he dashed straight forward running at full speed.

As for the Rage Cerberus it roared in response accepting the challenge for a close up fight.

The left sided head flared up to life heating up the area as lunged the head forward trying to bite only for Donner to swing his blade cutting the side of that face before it swung its paw and Donner stabbed his weapon into it as it came at him.

In retaliation the Rage Cerberus goes to swing it's other paw to swat him away.

It landed but quickly Donner used his wings to stop the momentum and rushed forward spinning around as both of his weapons hacked and slash into his foe. Even landing his hatchet into the right heads nose taking the opportunity to punch the middle head.

The right head lunged and quickly shoved the flat side of his blade forward to block it while he quickly snagged the hatchet out of the left head's nose coating it with electricity and bashed it into one of the right heads' eyes.

That got a good response out of the Rage Cerberus who then proceeded to get blown away by the winds Donner was stirring up.

As he was doing so suddenly the left head glowed and emitted a surge of electricity that sent Donner rolling and crossing through the dirt. The force alone of that was strong, but he stabbed his blade into the ground to stop himself.

"MORE!" The Rage Cerberus cried out running to Donner. "Give me more!" It requested before skidding and bashed its large body into him.

"You want more?..."

In response Donner tossed aside his hatchet wielding the sword with both hands raising it up and plunged it deep right into its side. "Then I'll give you more!"

The Rage Cerberus howled out in pain as Donner repeated the action again.

---

"Fucking aye look at e'm go!" Huston exclaimed as the roars of the crowd echoed through the theater. And it was safe to say that even from miles away it could be heard. "The little birdie is showing more bite than this big bitch!"

"Whooo! Yeeeeaah!" Loretta cheered.

"C'mon Donner! Fuck his shit up!" Stu added. "Put that bad dog down!" Both imp twins were also part of the cheering.

"Why can't this little fucker just die!?" Stella exclaimed in anger, downing most likely who knows her lost number of small alcoholic beverages she had been served. As for Bruns he was laughing

"What a fucking piece of work ain't he!?" The bat questioned, laughing proudly. "Well!? What do you think now so far!?" He asked his other fellow nobles. "Aren't you entertained!?"

"Shut up! You stupid fucking winged rodent!"

"That's rich coming from you polly!" Bruns didn't care and continued laughing. "Don't you have a cracker!?" The 'parrot' demon tossed his glass at the bat. But he just catches it. "Oh, don't mind if I do." He even raised up a glass. "Hey, someone fill me up here!"

"Honestly Bruns can you at least be serious?" Stolas sighed at his friends antics.

"C'mon, Stolas, you know me better than that."

Andrealphus on the other hand scoffed. "Laugh all you want, he's going to run himself dry and tire himself out eventually." On the screen Donner was seen rolling across the ground swinging his blade cutting the Rage Cerberus on the other side but then got kicked by a back paw. "Even I know that close quarter fighting can be costly."

"Oh my sweet arrogant fool. You have never encountered a cornered animal before." Bruns finally got his drink. "Its just basic nature, in order to survive. Even a rat must be willing to bite back the cat."

"I will admit he's doing actually well handling the Rage Cerberus." Paimon commented as he watched on. "It once made sure that no sinners would be able to leave the Pride Ring. Of course as time went on, it got more dangerous. More blood thirsty. So they put in Pandemonium instead, as a sort of twisted sense of honoring its service before technology advanced as we know it now." He hummed."What a pity."

"I don't get it...I know in another hell they have them. But never figured we ever had one." Andrealphus commented.

"Do the math ice brains..." Bruns downed his drink. "The Cerberus are in the same leagues as with Hellhounds. Of course they wouldn't just exist in one different plane of existence. Like Lord Paimon said, times change. Many deem them as obsolete despite their fierce power."

"The gods existed for as long as He has." Paimon explained further. "In time they've moved on. Set there roots elsewhere when humanity started believing more in God himself."

On the screen the Rage Cerberus raised up it's Left head and then ice coated the area, and many large icicles rained down. "Besides...if you think this is scary and relentless...you'd be wrong. Especially what lurks on the other side."

Long ago true death and punishment would be delivered to anyone who committed a sin. These creatures were all put there for a reason, none of them for good reasons.

It was to ensure that there would be control, but then they became unstable, just like the ones who ended up there. Even those with sworn duties eventually break their oath.

The White Rabbit, the Rage Cerburus. They both served a purpose, once upon a time. But it's their arrogance and their negligence that led to not only their banishment, but the near extinction of hell.

Same with the Duke of Nowt, The Hoarder, The Tower of Pleasure where no one wanted to leave, decimating their economy. Including Reeah who once guarded Hells rich's, but didn't want to give a single gold coin back.

On the screen Donner's fight with the Rage Cerberus continued to intensify as well.

While he is holding his own against the former guardian. That's just because the cerberus is just as strong as him. But far more bloodthirsty, willing to go through any lengths of its rage to kill Donner.

Continuing to fight...waiting...being smart and looking...for an opening! It leapt up and then one of its heads, that being the left, latched onto Donners foot. The thunder bird crying out in pain much to the audiences shock and surprise. But not long before Donner stabbed one of its eyes forcing it to let go of him as a bit of blood gushed onto him and the head roared out in pain.

"OOoh shit! Looks like this birds good luck streak just ended!" Huston commented. "Because that fuckin' shit right there hurt! I speak from experience as someone's who's been shanked."

"C'MON!" The thunderbird hollered. From her spot Octavia had a worried expression on her face. It took all it had in her not to cry out to him, but dammit she hated this. He didn't deserve any of this shit at all.

He was innocent of his crimes, and they still punished him for it. Bruns set this up to give him a fighting chance. But looking at how close he is now and how bad of a condition he's in... It's like she's been stabbed in the heart. Somebody just decided to twist it further to prove a point.

Donner gained some air and was raining down his own thunder onto the mutt who returned fire with its flames. Explosions were made left and right, left and right. She had a very clear gut feeling that soon, this fight was gonna be over.

"Donner..." She can only pray that he is the one to survive. Something the owl princess never thought she would do in this or any lifetime.

Praying was something demon kind of laughed at, it was brought over by the sinners. Those who used to be human and sometimes had more in common with them they realized.

---

Donner grunted through his teeth, that last blow hurt. It really fuckin' hurt. His right foot was on fire. He could feel a bit of blood running too. Dripping down.

But even though that Donner had made a few very good blows himself, he's damaged the Rage Cerberus's sight and even a little bit of sense of smell. Even with all damage even some dangerous hits, it still was going. "Son of a bitch...you really did want more..."

"This is what I live for!" "We fight until there is not drop left." "Until you or I are dead!"

"Why?" Donner questioned.

"Why else?" "None of you demons can understand the value of battle!" "The last one to come here died begging for his life." The heads said as they continued.

"Couldn't blame him." "After all, many who come this far start losing it." "But in the end it gives me something to do."

"I have a duty." "I will serve it well." "And I will enjoy every second of tearing you limb by limb."

"Sorry to hear that..." Donner sighed. "I can tell your really serious about your job..." His grip on both weapons tightened. "That's at least something in common I can share with..."

"Hmmm?" "Share in common?" "Why you even here for?"

"Framed for something I didn't do, they wouldn't be fair. Wanted me dead and this is pretty much last resort." He figured that the short version would be better.

"Familiar words." "Different story." "Yet all the same."

"Not so open minded or very chatty are you?"

"I don't care." "I bit the hand that fed me." "I want more!"

"Then why don't you make shut up and get on with it then?" Donner said in a dangerous and dry tone. "I know you want it to end. Even despite having your 'fun'."

The Rage Cerberus whole heartedly agreed him. He needs to die! This is something that they gave it as their duty. To kill anyone who stands in it's way!

"Come on then..." Donner prepared to throw his hatchet. "I'm waiting..."

The guard dog howl furiously before lunging forward with murderous intent.

As for Donner he proceeded to throw his weapon before bolting and throwing his sword forward like a spear in the process. And wouldn't you know it the thing actually impaled one of the freaking heads. Because of how fast both were going, it was sticking through the back of the skull.

Donner also improvised too both his hands glowing coated in electricity. Rushing forward and performing a backflip narrowly where the dog's middle head almost touched his beak. Worked out in his favor because he clamped both hands onto the head itself sinking his fingers, however possible deep he could into its skin.

The Rage Cerberus roared as it tried to fling him off and just in the nick of time, Donners hatchet flew right back into his hand. Using the moment to slam the edge into the other left head right in between its eyes.

Speaking of eyes, that's what Donner did, he shoved both hands into the middle head's eyes. Which caused even so much more blood to gush out. Before giving it one final good...jolt. Pumping as many volts he could manage, the green bird screams in fury as the animal howls one final time!

Finally, after a long while the three head canine finally dropped to the ground, allowing its blood to flow and stain the ground.

As for Donner he panted as he fell forward, grunting as he took his hands out of the eyes from its fried head. "...And I thought...and I thought...the snake was trouble..." He breathed out before groaning. "Fuck... The rabbits were relentless compared to that one."

Using the corpse he used it to help him stand up but winched using the middle head a makeshift chair. "Fuck that's right..." The bastard bit him, fingers crossed no rabies or any kind of freaky shit afterwards. "One more to go."

He stared up at the sky and noticed it cleared. Humming in thought. "Wonder if they care or not that I get some more water?" Donner thought out loud, not just that but at least a minute maybe to patch himself up.

---

"Whoohooo!" Both Stu and Loretta cheered doing another dance holding hands and jumping around in circles like a bunch of idiots. "Whoohoo!"

As for others in the theater a mix of cheers and somewhat more angered demons.

The currently inebriated Stella is at her wits end. Knocking over serving trays, throwing them out of the room and probably into the crowd and even smashing apart a full champagne bottle just after having a chug of it. Why she even gripped a poor imps throat and chucked him away. "Why me?" The poor sod cried out as he fell from high building.

"Fuck!" Stella yelled out before taking a tray out an imps hands and started to beat it against a wall. "FFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCK!" Many backed away not wishing nor wanting to be in the line of her fury.

As for Andrealphus he sighed loudly, face palming himself. Plus if Stolas wasn't an embarrassment. Her sister wasn't making him look absolutely ridiculous with her moronic behavior. "How the fuck is she my sister?"

It wasn't just him but Octavia herself literally pulled the sides of her beanie to forcefully pressed them against her ears so she wouldn't hear it either. Instead she was smiling, relieved and pleased to see that he was still alive.

"Just one more, Donner. One more."

"OCTAVIA!" She turned around to see Stella now fuming like a bull seeing the color red. "How long are you going to continue standing there for!?"

Turning around Octavia frowned at her mother. "Until it's done..."

"Well don't!" The drunken bird screeches. "There's no point in watching that little fucker any longer than you should."

"Donner is one of my servants...and my bodyguard...if something occurs and happens with one that serves under me. It's also my duty to see that the trouble is settled...Do those words sound familiar?" She questioned, repeating some of the lines she learned from 'her lessons'. "If one is not able to make sure that is, it'd only be a disgrace. Not just on the family, but on yourself too...And that'd be me right now."

"That is true...but is all this trouble worth it then!?" Stella questioned. "Do you not think of the repercussions all of this hasn't caused already!?"

"I have and you should know by now that I've stopped caring about it."

"Excuse me!?"

"What happened is already done! And I'm focusing on now! And what's before me!"

"So you were seeing him! My own flesh and blood." The delusional and hysterical Stella accused her daughter.

"What!?" Octavia couldn't believe this, first her damn grandfather and now her?

"You think I'm stupid. That I wouldn't see the pattern. No! I know you better than anyon. That bird would like nothing more than pump his balls into you. You've been doing that all behind my back!"

Octavia knew that those words said weren't clear and they were slurred a bit. "Mum, you're drunk, stop." She has been drinking for the last couple of hours so now the booze had finally caught up with her.

"Don't you deny it!" Stella drunkenly approached her daughter.

"I'm denying I've ever done anything like that!" Octavia replied back. "I'm not one those stupid other girls in other families who whores herself out! Much less because she'd be inclined to do so! Do I look that desperate to you!?"

"After everything I've done for you. You would just throw it all away for him. You selfish, no good lying bitch!" The drunken Stella openly swears in her daughter's face.

Gritting her teeth in frustration & anger Octavia suddenly did something of the unthinkable, within a blink of an eye she slapped Stella, very, very hard. Hard enough that it knocked her ass straight to the floor much to the shock of onlookers. Among them being her father, who covered his beak with both hands.

Nobody says anything. They were stunned. A member of the Goetia family slapping around one of their own. One could mark that as another failure. But for a few it's an absolute relief to not hear that screeching harpy talk again.

"Finally, somebody decided to shut her up." Bruns exclaimed.

And evidently...it did the trick. Her ass wasn't moving one bit. Doing her duties Merida rushed over and checked. It was confirmed. "You can be at ease, she's not dead. Just unconscious."

"Even better!" Bruns grinned. "I thought I'd have to hear her crying until the final challenge."

"Octavia, what do you think you are doing!?" Andrealphus questioned as he marched over to her in anger. "Do you not have no shame in striking your mother!?"

"With all due respect, uncle. She was drunk.." Octavia pointed her out. "And you know...I honestly always thought that you'd care...and wouldn't let her do that to me..." Those words alone cut into him and turned a bit over to Stolas instantly he turned his head away in shame.

He should've done something instead of watching, that didn't need to happen.

Bruns saw this and sighed, extending out his wings and whacked him lightly in the back with it. He jumped and looked to his friend who was pointing a finger at Octavia. A silent way of telling him to 'Get your ass over there, your kid needs you.' Especially with the face he was making.

"Via, would you kindly step outside with me?"

"Fine..." She obliges with his request.

The father and daughter take a walk towards the door, being mindful of the nobles who still look on in surprise. They still couldn't believe this just happened. Granted, that could have happened to a nicer guy.

But not a bit of family drama either. Once they were at a good spot Stolas sighed bringing his full attention to her. "Via...are you okay?"

"You tell me." She crossed her arms. "I've already had gramps lecture me about what I want and now I had to put up her. Is there ever going to be a time where I just want to be left alone?"

"Via look I know what she did was out of line and because she was drunk but you shouldn't have done that."

"As if I already don't feel bad about it as it is!" Octavia retorts. "Sweet Satan, I just slapped my own mum because she wouldn't stop yelling at me about me and Donner. And I really fucking hate that!"

"I know...I know..." Stolas nodded before he grew curious. "And what did you just say? What did your grandfather say?"

"Pretty much the same thing. Only much more smug and condescending."

"I...I don't understand..." Stolas really didn't, because this news just hit him. "What exactly are they saying? About you and Donner? Please explain..." He wanted to help his daughter, but he couldn't. He heard accusations of Stella accusing her of seeing him. That was only half of it.

"Gramps thinks Donner way more than bodyguard. Mum thinks that he's fucking me."

"Oh, for fucks sake..." Stolas pinched the bridge of his beak now he was starting to understand why she was fed up right now.

"You're telling me!? She suddenly snapped. "These last few days have been fucking stressful enough as it is just like these last four hours! And all I'm doing is just watching as my friend struggles...I can't do anything else... It's the least I can do, and I get that shit, just because I care..."

"Via..." Stolas was about to speak but she cut him off.

"And you know what!? Since everyone now thinks that I'm one of those sluts, maybe I should!" She continued to vent out. "At least it'd be someone that actually fucking cares! Which I can't say the same thing to those who aren't able too!" The owl girl blushes in embarrassment and then groans loudly as she pulls the front of her beanie over her face. "Fucking dammit!"

This was really not a good day at all, and it was clear that she had a lot of shit bottled up. As for Stolas he blinked a few times absorbing all of he done it again? Neglecting her own daughter's feelings for his own? "..."

"Well? You gonna at least say something?" She asked still keeping her eyes covered.

"What would you have or want me to say then?"

"How about, 'I'm so sorry my little owlet. I'm sorry you had to put up with same bullshit I had for the last twenty years. I'm sorry for turning my back on you when you needed me the most!'" The goth outright points an accusatory finger at her father. Pretty much fed up with this entire week.

But then Octavia realized what she said lifting up her beanie and saw the stunned look on her father's face. "I-I..." The anger was starting to set away as she realized what she said. "I...I'm sorry...I didn't mean that dad..."

As Stolas he shook his head. "No...No you don't have to be sorry..." He sighed. "I deserve a lot of that."

"No dad...no I didn't mean that..."

"Via your right...I...I haven't been really there...Not I like I used to..." He admitted sadly. "After everything that's happened, I should've been there for you more." He reached to gently grasp her face. "Much less done more too...to prevented this..."

"I know..." Octavia placed a hand onto her fathers. "I just wish this wasn't happening..."

"Feelings mutual..."

The prince embraces her daughter in a hug. "I truly am sorry, Via."

"I know..."

"Well, this is a nice sight." Bruns commented walking up over to them. "Good on you old chum."

"Bruns..." Stolas glanced over to his friend with deadpan look.

"What? I wanted to check in on her too." The bat defended. "Excuse me for having a heart."

"It's at least something you have, Uncle Bruns."

Bruns chuckled as he raised his hat. "Your too kind Octavia...Too kind."

"Hello? Hello?" A familiar voiced spoke up appearing to be echoing in their heads? "Hello? This thing on?"

"Huh? Wait who's there?" Stolas questioned. "Whoever you are-"

"Oh don't act like you don't know who I am Stolas...I know we rarely chat, but could you at least recognize me?" The voice said with sarcasm. "Also, hello Octavia, kind of wish circumstances to talk would be different sweety."

"Wait? Aunt Fern?" She got a hum back in response.

"The one and only, dear." The buxom bat giggles.

"Wait...how you-Hold you can talk telepathically?"

"Surprised?"

"Uh, yeah! I thought you were a ghost talking in my head."

"Well...Boo?" She giggled in response. "But, that aside no time for that...if she hears me, then that means you hear me too Bruns?"

"Yes, I hear you, did you find it?"

"I did."

"Ahs thank you honey buns." The bat sighed.

"Just a minute!" She yelled startling her husband including the father and daughter. "Don't you honey buns me! When you told me to look for something and you said, 'Oh nonsense, it shouldn't be too hard to find'. Well, it took me five hours to find it! I swear your studies are an absolute disaster of a mess!"

"Eh...No...No. It's not that bad..."

"The fuck it ain't!" Fern yelled back. "It's like a pig style filthy mess!"

"Fern, my love!" Octavia had to admit; she was actually glad she wasn't on the receiving end for once today. Not to mention she learned just now how mad that seemingly gentle, kind, and 'endowed' bat woman can get.

"Anyways, give me an update please?" She requested. "If you're all still there, then that means Donner is still alive, correct? I haven't been able to pay attention at all."

"I will, my love. Tell the kids I said hello for me, please?"

"Yes, yes, now out with it!"

"Donner has just finished the sixth trial. The Rage Cerberus has been slain."

"He's reached that far? And in four hours no less?"

"Indeed, it is a surprise, since normally Pandemonium back when could take weeks and even a full month." Bruns confirmed.

"Ah, atta boy Donner...How is he? Is at the Cosmic Fortress yet?" Cosmic Fortress? Octavia's curiosity was naturally peaked.

"No, he sustained bruises and a small injury. He's collecting himself before continuing."

"Better the Cerberus then those damn fuzz balls."

"My love, did you find it?"

"Yes, that's why I'm talking to you now."

"Are you certain? Because we can't afford mistake right now." Bruns voice tone was serious and wanted to be sure.

"Have more faith in your wife when you give her tasks. Yes, it is it, the only object in our household that has a blood lock not from any of us."

From the side Octavia was confused, Cosmic Fortress? And a blood lock? What were they talking about?

Stolas himself grew curious, and his four eyes widened. "Wait...Bruns...you cannot be serious..." He then approached the bat, realization hit this owl like a brick wall. "Of course...that's why you suggested this all along..."

"That is right." The bat demon smirked knowingly.

"Do you think of the possible outcomes that can happen?"

"I did..." Bruns nodded. "I thought of different ways. But with the favors and odds stacked against us, there's not really much choice. They forced our hand here."

"Uh hello?" Octavia spoke to the 'grown ups'. "I'm standing here, and I'm lost...What's going on now?"

"To put it simply Octavia, this is something where you come in." Fern answered.

The owl princess tilted her head in confusion. 'This was where she came in?' That didn't make much sense, right now they're all being very cryptic. they all knew something she didn't.

"How long until you arrive?" Stolas asked eagerly.

"I'll be with you shortly...I'm flying over there. Faster than the limo...Traffic is shit right now."

"Fern you really shouldn't be flying right now..." Bruns said in a hesitant tone.

"Bruns if I'm able to deliver you three children as well as hold my own in fist fights. I'm pretty sure I can fly just fine!" Fern replied. "Plus, I need to get rid of some of this baby weight anyways." Bruns smirked hearing this. "And don't even think your smooth talk is gonna get you anywhere, not for a long while. I'll see you all there." The voice was no longer heard.

Bruns scoffed playfully rolling his eyes. "That woman always plays hard to get."

"Can you please not?" Octavia asked feeling uncomfortable. "I'm still right here..."

"Yes Bruns, not the time." Stolas added.

"Pfft, you got any leg room to speak for yourself..." The bat demon mumbled picking his ear and flicked a small dry chunk of wax away. Octavia always gives out the nice details Stolas leaves out.

"At least I don't always think about getting my bones jumped at the mention of somebody."

"I'm still right here!" Octavia exclaimed, throwing her arms into the air in annoyance. "I don't want to hear anything about anyone sex life right now!"

"Yes, Bruns, may we continue?"

"Whoops...my bad...it was your dads' fault." Bruns pointed at Stolas.

"Mine? You were the one talking about it."

Octavia groaned as she walked on ahead, she swears sometimes it feels like she's the only one with a straight screwed on head. Emerging through making way back to her spot.

On the screen Donner had just finished patching up his bleeding foot that the Rage Cerberus bit using torn pieces of his own coat. That and he used some of his electricity to seal the wounds too. It really hurt she could tell as he put the messed up looking boot back on.

He then dunked his head into the bucket full of you could see bubbles being emitted and a few floating up and popping emitting what sounded like cursing. Pop "This..."pop! "Fucking..." pop! "Sucks..."

Octavia snorted slightly, even though the situation was dark, she did find that one to be funny. In a screwed-up kind of way as he got his head out.

"Fuck Pandemonium. When I'm done, I'm going to gluttony... No better yet, Disneyland!" He then paused. "Then again I hear it ain't no better Loo Loo World and Loo Loo Land..." He then started yelling out more. "Ugh!... Potato potahto! The point is I need a vacation soon. And a raise! A damn good one too."

He then raised two middle fingers. "And to you fuckers who sent me here because you got sticks so far up your assholes and can't get it out! Go get freakin bent!"

If Stella were awake, she would've been squawking about it. But it wasn't her, it was the said nobles all cursing out, and the audience that got a lot of reactions out of them. Mostly cheers and laughter.

"Dayum! Somebody's salty!" Huston commented as the elephant demon shrugged. "But I ain't dissin' it, right on!"

In fact there were even six demons, didn't matter, Imps, Sinner and Hellborns all not wearing shirts with the letters of Donners initials painted on them. "DONNER" They then turned around showing another word painted on their backs. "RULES!"

The entire crowd is eating this up. And nobody cares about it... Well, almost nobody.

That someone was Andrealphus who was livid. Not only was that stupid kid winning and actually earning nearly possibly all of hells eyes but now noble demons like him were getting humiliated! "Damn that little nuisance!"

"Nuisance maybe, but surprisingly resilient." Paimon noted. "That much I'll admit..."

"Lord Paimon this has already tarnished the Goeita's name already enough...Can't you-"

"Do what? Stop it?" He questioned in-law. "No, not even I have the authority to do so. And we're already reaching to the finale."

"Pride."

"Yes, should he win all charges are gone. He will be a free man." Paimon then pondered in thought. 'And perhaps...perhaps that can be useful..."

"Useful?" Andrealphus looked over to him flabbergasted. What could possibly be even useful about the fact that they can't get rid of this pest?

"Yes..." Paimon

On the mic Huston cleared his throat. "Hey, might wanna take a look at the screen because he's moving." He informed the audience watching as Donner started marching to another door. This one would lead him to the final trial. "The Wrathlands is done, there's only place left...the Cosmic Fortress...Don't ask why, they just got those names." He paused looking at it.

"This one's for all the marbles. Can this bitch survive the last and most dangerous trial of all with his pussy intact?"

Donner inspects his weapons making sure they weren't damaged, nor nothing. He also checked how much ammunition he had too. At the moment, he's only down to his last two clips.

Better be smart and make them count. Stashing his Kessler he also sheath's his sword but keeps his hatchet out. Taking a deep breath before exhaling Donner starts opening it. While Octavia once again silently wishes him good luck. Also hoping that whatever Bruns and his father have planned, could be useful.

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Everything faded as Donner stepped out from the door, it was dark solid pitch black but in mere seconds there was light everywhere.

Gazing around he found himself in a very surprisingly odd, but somewhat beautiful place. Donner knew however that there was more to it then appearances left on.

"This is the last mile. Let's go." He starts walking going across old stone staircases, all around it was breath taking, brilliant stars everywhere. It felt like those times when Stolas gave him a gaze at the vast cosmos. The same stars that he'd show Octavia.

This location however wasn't like that at all, it felt more...older, and ancient. Like this very place had been here for eons.

Possibly long before Stolas' time. Suddenly multiple loud yawns could be heard in unison. "Hmmm?" Instead of stopping Donner kept walking.

"Is it someone new?" A now mopey voice questioned.

"Of course there is, why else do we smell something?" Another was heard sounding intellectual.

"How long has it been?" A third voice sounding annoyed spoke up. "How long has it been since anyone's come here?"

"Who cares!?" A fourth voice? Donner was starting to know what that meant. "Why else would someone be here!?"

"They must be here for the final trial." Then a fifth, this one had very much a lot of high authority. One that commanded respect and the vibe of ruthlessness'. "How else would one come?"

"Couldn't we take the time and enjoy it?"

"NO!"

"Do not be so quick to rush yourself..." The intellectual voice sighed.

There was a scoff as Donner stopped and looked around spotting another stairwell and going up it. "True I guess...Its been boring here for a long time...Stuck...with all of you..."

"Silence..." The commanding voice spoke. "Who has come to our domain?"

"Believe me, I had no interest in coming here at all..." Donner decided to finally speak up. "If anything, I'd rather leave this place and call it a day." Finally Donner reach's a cliffs edge where there was a thick amount of mist all around, giving the area he was in a much more eerie vibe. "Not like this place was on my bucket list or something..."

"Regardless, the choices you've made have brought you here." The commanding voice replied.

"Pretty much...But...I've had a fucking helluva day and I just want to go home..." Donner looked around and was getting an uneasy feeling now.

"Home? We can't go home." The annoyed voice seethed.

"Pfft!" The aggressive voice laughed. "LEAVE? Go home...yeah...what a riot..." He sounded more pissed off.

"The only way home is through us."

"If we don't bury you alive first." The moody and intellectual voice said.

"I have no quarrels with either one of you..." Donner said using that last pitch. "Let me pass..."

"No, we cannot."

"Why? You all sound like a reasonable bunch." Donner stopped in front of a large rock. "Am I really worth that much trouble to you?"

"In the Eons since our confinement. Rarely does a single demon make it as far as they do." The commanding voice said and suddenly the rock in front of Donner started to glow. One by one two sets of glowing lights were seen.

"And those that do must pass the final..." The intellectual voice said as the ground started to shake.

"No other choice..." Moody had said. "Just only one way..."

"You fight us. Or die here."

The annoyed voice said as the rocks start to move. "That's the way it is!"

Suddenly a giant five clawed hand came bursting out of the ground almost hitting Donner who quickly flew backwards to avoid it and decided to take up to the air.

Another claw emerged, this one appearing to be a left hand, while the first was a right hand.

Soon enough the glows started to move and rise up slowly out of the ground. "SO SPARE US YOUR NEGATIONS!" The aggressive voice said as suddenly something bursted into flames, while another shed rock revealing dark blue scales and dorsal fins.

"Face us in mortal combat!" The intellectual voice said as shimmering gray metallic scales were seen reflecting the light of the many stars that were around. While pitch black scales were seen rising out of the ground.

"Because if you wish to return to your plain existence, you'll have to kill us!" The annoyed voice declared as finally one final set of scales appeared, it was yellow and there were a bunch of spikes on the head.

Donner's natural reaction was full of surprise even if he wouldn't go slack jawed. He was absorbing what he was seeing before him. "This is your final trial."

"And maybe your final moment."

Soon enough two massive giant wings sprouted spreading out solid pure gold, including a massive body covered in gold scales standing on two legs, a large tail right behind it smashing onto the ground. It was there that Donner see's the full true form of his final opponent. In terms of size, it made the mech look like a small puppy.

Standing before Donner in its full glory was a giant dragon bearing five heads. One was completely covered in fire, with a sea serpent right next to it on the right side. As for the left side it had a metalic head looking very near robotic, with the head right next to it solid pitch black. While the middle was the one that had the spikes.

All five raised upwards emitting a joint unison of roars that shook ground and caused the winds to pick up. A small dose of power was displayed and Donner could feel it.

This is not something to be joking about. Not anymore.

The whole situation was serious as all the eyes of this mighty beast focused entirely on him. "We are your opponent..." The middle head spoke showing it was the one with the most authority. "We are Arrogantis...Either prove your worth here...or you will perish."

Donner grunted his teeth drawing his sword. "Fine with me then..." With one deep breath, the thunderbird charges forward raising his weapon with all of his might, roaring to the heavens.

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But suddenly the screen shuts off and the whole studio goes dark.

Destiny's voice was heard screaming. "AAAAAH! Who turned off the lights!?" And then there was a loud meow and the sounds of metal clanging. "OH shit! Mitty I'm sorry! I didn't mean step on your tail!"

MEOW!

"My bad! My bad sorry! Hey guys what the fucks going on!?"

"I don't know!" "Me neither!" "The freakin power just went out..."

"Yes we can see that, but what's the deal!? We were right in the middle of something critical here!"

"I don't know. Anyone have a flashlight?"

"Hang on...Hang on!" Someone spoke up and then there was a light, only a little bit from their flashlight phone. "Ok, not much but at least there's a little bit..."

"Not really freakin much!" Someone complained.

"Somebody check the fuse box."

"Yeah..." A flashlight was turned on. "Good idea..."

"Anyone have any more lights?" Destiny inquired before taking out a lighter and flicking it on. "That's all I got." It shrugged.

"Shit." A cinematographer swore. "I think I forgot to charge mine."

"Wait! Wait!" Someone spoke up, sounding female. "We got those in case of emergency lanterns." A much bigger source of light lit up. "There we go..."

"Welp, bad news!"

"Hit me."

"Someone cut the wires!"

"What!?" "Ah come on!" "Really!?" Numerous numbers of the crew and casting members all complaining in annoyance.

"Are you kidding me?"

"No... uh, whatever you are."

"Who the fuck could've done that!?"

"There's one thing I can think of..." Destiny seethed in anger. "Fuckin' Karen!"

"Uh no. Wrong chick."

"Then who the fuck else!?"

"Uh... Maybe that chick you hooked up with, Claudia."

"Who?"

On que they heard a car honk. "I'll be back asshole!"

"Sonuvab-"

Right then there was a series out loud beeps followed by people yelling, 'Cut! Cut!"

To be continued.

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Now replying back to reviewers

Toa Solaric: Right on man, hope you had a merry Christmas and will have a happy new year

Gamelover41592: Thank you.

Marbled Gold: You my friend got a good eye, but its not just Monty Python reference, those other rabbits were from that other anime where there freakin killers, as for the snake well, what's one major video game we know of that where we can kill a giant snake ourselves?

GuestX2. 1. One more now. 2. Nope, to soon their

ReadingBeta: Oh trust me, lots of shit will happen.

Desmond Botx3. 1. Yep to got to have some fun somehow and yeah you got the name right, as for the muscle thing, nah, as for his name getting cleared, you'll find out next time. 2. Not just Darksiders but other games, as for what'll happen next time, you'll find out and enjoy the show immensely. 3. No worries I totally get it, but on the plus side, I've gained lots of more future material to work with and considering that'll take a while for season three to come out, I've defiantly got no reason not to follow my gut and go in the desired direction I'd like to go at with this story. As for what'll happen to Donner and the rest of them? Well, only time will tell.

Adam Dodds: Considering what there both reference from yeah, there viscous and dangerous in their own rights

Alvguard: Your most welcome.

Guest#2. Oh believe me, if that were an option I would, but not in this story, Donner is the main primary focus

DarthJacob1: Here you go.

(As for when this story will get updated hopefully soon, as there's lots of things that'll happen after Pandemonium is finished. No further comments nor spoilers. 😝)