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Chapter 11: Flushed Down the loo... Loo Land
Hell, Greed Ring,
Inside the black, beat up looking van with I.M.P's logo on it and travelling through traffic, Baskerville never felt cramped
Along with to the imps, there was also Stolas and his daughter who need the space most of all since they were even taller than him! Overall, the ride was rather uncomfortable for all involved, and although he had long lost the use for oxygen since he's undead, the need for that comfort unfortunately still remained.
However, on the plus side, in addition to both Octavia and her father being here Streamlining Baskerville He was finally going on a group assignment with the imps, Something he wanted to do ever since he was hired. The mission that awaits them was not a usual one. However, in fact, there was no assassination at all! (unless provoked) It was body guarding!
Apparently, Blitz doesn't normally do these sorts of jobs, since he prefers the rush of a few juicy murders than the glorified babysitting of rich arseholes who were far too cheap to tip..
However, when Stolas insisted otherwise with the promise of a big pay day, the former circus imp just couldn't say no and changed his mind.
The only part that Blitz found a little weird was the stipulation that Stolas had added to the arrangement. Luckily, it was nothing too major, just the inclusion of the Newbie Vampire hire since apparently Stolas own daughter had missed her 'hero' ever since he had left.
like father, like daughter. Blitz supposed, Always having that extreme thirst for the lower class.
As the van pulled into the car park, the sight of large apples statues decorating Loo Loo land, greeted the arriving party.
The Vampire Assassin was blown away by the view, not by the park, since it looked a little run down from disrepair and lack of maintenance, but by the actual ring itself where the parks located being vastly different from the ring of pride.
the bluish green coloured sky was but just one of those differences, Looking almost simlilar to the living worlds sky of blue, all of the demons that were also seen here were all visibly Hellborne and no sinners could be found.
A detail stolas had pointed out to his Childe very early on is that as a rule that the formerly Humans are only allowed residence in the Pride ring Since Sinners despite being inferile were Immortal could freely
Baskerville wonders if, like pentagram, the ring will have a symbol in the sky akin to money.
As Members of I.M.P. exited one by one, all were wearing black suits with black ties and black dress shoes akin to that of a presidents secret service
This including black shades and an earpiece as one final touch. It was rather fitting considering the prince himself was the V.I.P. for I.M.P.
As the group enters the park, Stolas just strolled right through with a hugh smile, being completely care free and wearing a rather goofy looking apple hat while his daughter stayed close with Baskerville as if her life depended on it.
"Are you okay, Octavia?" He asked softly to the girl, noticing her closeness towards him.The reaction of the Heiress was understandable, the cleanse for many, can be quite a tramatic experience no matter the social status. Now Octavia, loved taxidermy, so seeing dead things was not anything new to her it wasnt wierd collecting stuffed corpses of animals as orninements since even hunters like to make trophies of them to serve as momentos.
But the difference between a beast and someone she knows is that...she knows the latter and being so connected to them as they die horribly is scary and upsetting just like when she carried baskerville under her wing bleeding to death.
"I am," Octavia smiles as she nods. "Now that you're here,"
While Octavias' attention was set firmly on Baskerville, her dad's attention was set firmly on that same imp he slept with. Seriously, why is he here? she thought. Maybe that she could ask Basker for more information, since said imp was now his boss..
"Now remember," Blitz warned. "This is work and work only. My team and I are not here to sate. any of your perverted bird needs."At least, he can be somewhat professional the Heir to the bloodline mused.
"Blitz," Baskeville interrupted "I don't think that he would do anything of the..."
"Hold on, Basker," Blitz interrupted in kind before turning back to stolas. "Now Listen, your stepson, may have warmed me up for you, but im warning you try anything with my little ass in that park I...
Oh Blitzy, you are so cute when you are serious!...Stolas cooed playfully flicking his nose.
"And Step Son?" Stolas squarked puzzled
"yeah stepson"
"You mean Baskerville?"
Seriously, where did that come from? True Baskerville could be considered his childe, but that's only because stolas made him a vampire, and son? What gave Blitzy that idea? he didnt adopt!
"Yeah, Stepson!" Blitz joked. I mean, look at him!" The Tallest Imp gestured towards the suited vamp. "he looks exactly like you only more condensed and fun sized with much smaller meat in the package!"
"I'm gonna to be sick," Octavia chimed in digusted at the image
"You're going to be sick? My boss is objectifying me!"
Baskerville cant help but feel the same way. for Blitz to draw comparisons from his sire, Octavias father and himself like this its one thing but to objectify him at the same time? Baskerville was glad that Moxxie nearby found his father like quailites rising to the surface.
"oh, crumbs," Moxxie cursed rummaging through a bum bag. "I knew this something like this would happen, morphine?:
However, the angsty Teenaged Owl only could just roll her eyes at him as she was offer the medicine.
"it was figurative! old, man!" she remarked
"oh right, sorry!"
about to toss the selection of glowing green needles away, the male half of the Mnms felt himself gently guided away from the baby carriage he stood near to by a set of familiar hands. Seeing these hands, Moxxie instantly knew who they belonged to...
Baskerville
without knowing, Moxxie was about three seconds away from disposing of them inside the carriage where the cherub like imp baby was happily observing its hand with its mouth and was just about to do the same with the Morphine.
Basker?
"Moxxie! watch where you put those!" he spoke rather Scoldingly. "You nearly poisioned that infant!"
"What I did? Oh, Crumbs! sorry! So, so Sorry
"be careful next time!"
after that intial episode, the group then began to get accainted with the ran down theme park.
millie having the most positive history overall with loo loo land showed both her husband and their roomate some her favourite attractions such as big wobbly a worn animatronic dinosaur thing thats main trait, includes lets out a high pitched scream While moxxie found the creepy animatronic Deepling unsettling. Baskerville found the thing a bitch on the ears, but kept any reservations to himself since Millie really loved this place as a child.
Come to think of it, he himself couldnt remember any good times before when his mother was killed, it was such an long time ago and most of his good ones consist of visiting the different countries with the whirlwinds over the years after her death.
As Stolas and his entourage begin to explore the park Properly, a Apple appears before them causing Moxxie to scream as the Apple did so without warning. like the park, the Mascot also looked run down its costume battered and beaten up one of its eyes pops out like a worm found its way free and the stench
when was it the last time that this thing had a bath?
"im loo loo if y,all get hurt here just try and sue us!"
Despite the Presentation, Stolas with the energy of energtic child was pointing out the Apple Mascot to his daughter. Giddly like he was a kid discovering Krampus in his living room on sinsmas day.
"Look via its Loo Loo!"
Looking unimpressed, Octavia questioned Loo Loo if the park if it was a shameless ripoff of the more popular Lu Lu World.
"No?" Loo Loo replied
The moment made her dad uncomfortable. not just by of what his owlet just said but also by doing it awfully reminisent of her mother Stella abiet less angry and more restrained with succent tracings of sass.
it didnt soften the blow though, any reminders of the woman threaten to make him panic or miserable sometimes both.
Octavia Stormed off murming about corporate shame or something, Leaving the group to play catch up Baskerville was then brought to one of Millies most favourite rides, a ride waith Which was interesting called The Lawsuit.
On first glance It was quite the roller coaster able to reach a speed so high that it Generates a force field of dazzling emerald flames.But however, if the name, didnt sound obvious to anyone yet, it was also likely very unsafe and unsound but Baskerville by now expected things to be very chaotic just like the inhabits that occupying hell
"Seems this place really seems to like Legalise here" He muttered aloud":Yeah" Millie seemly hear him agreed "Lets go!"
Both Moxxie and baskerville paled as they were dragged along towards the 'lawsuit' waiting to happen
"Wait? what?"
one 'Lawsuit' later
As the ride finally comes to a complete stop, Moxxie inmediantly projectile vomits into a nearby bin. As millie goes to help her husband recover, the other ride goers leave disgusted due to seeing the qweesy imp getting sick.
Baskerville however, who had also been on that ride actually enjoyed the intensity of the ride overall. At first he was a bit skeptial about going on but getting a notable high from the adrenaline, he had a feeling of his chest beating.wildly like a drum.
which was wierd, because the last time that he checked, Vampires hearts dont normally beat due to their undead status, Since that makes them qualify as Undead. So how in all that was Unholy that he, A Vampire, was getting a african drum pound from deep within himself?
This and thoughts of his conversation with Loona this morning threaten to make the Vampiric Assassin do something...unholy
"You okay Moxxie? You need some water?"
Millie asked her husband.Looking over to Baskerville still in deep in thought, she noticed a look in eyes she has never see before. a rather sinful one
"Basker? what about you? any sickness or the like?"
"No, im actually good to be honest." Though Baskerville claimed to be alright, Millie could sense that only the opposite was true.The femine side of the MnMs caught a glimpse of her junior collleage clutching his torso as if he was on the verge of a heart attack, "You're gripping your chest awfully tightlike, you sure?"
Unknowest, to the fledgling Vampire, a unforseen effect of his change was taking place. As his sire had mentioned before, He was to become what he wanted most whether Spike had turned him or not. As well as the sin that was drawn to him as a result of that desire.
However, what Stolas had not anticipate was the type of Sin Baskerville had actually drawn to himself to cause it.
Originally, the Goetian prince had assumed it had been the sin of Wrath as it was likely, caused by a combation of childhood trauma and the death of his mother having carried on when facing slayers and the watchers.
And, Although, there was a strong presence of Wrath within Baskerville, there was another sin that was just as plentiful, one brought on when he swore off any potential romantic interest to pursue the slayer. One had only gotten worse with age and the emergance of his new undead state.
The vampire noting in Millies concern in her spoke
"I think" He paled "I need a drink."
Meanwhile in the living world
In the gym at her highschool, A highschool freshman was going through a series of drills.
Although there was no school today due to this being a saturday, Buffy found Hopefully she wont be pestered by any of the teachers or students save for her Watcher.
Said Watcher, Merrick, was overseeing this lesson at the side
Ever since Buffy had got sent to the hospital, She had been going at it in every spar and training session seemly greatly affected by her near death experience.
"You been training alot recently" Merrick stated his expression netural
The drill that buffy's doing is a very advanced one. designed for honing ones reaction time, this was much more than the ones she normally does. but in her defence, who could blame her? She had got her ass kicked by some Masked Vampiric killer a few days ago and is she was most fortunate not to be killed by him.
"Of course what of it?"
Buffy could not forget the worry that was in her family's eyes, The life of the Slayer was said to be a short one, but that short?
its was always the scary truth of her slayer duty that refused to stay quiet and that Vampire was so strong, He Wiped out lorthos nest along with his number 2 who had a gatling gun for a hand and She was stupid enough to piss him off.
"nothing, its just that you been a little out of sorts ever since that trip to the hospitial"getting annoyed buffy breaks from the exercise to confront her watcher"
what are you implying?" She accused "That im Shell shocked because some abnormal vamp managed to get the drop on me, then spare me as some sick joke?"
Merrick however didnt have a answer for that, true he had lived many lifetimes throughout history and was born into many different families across the world. In those rare times he would see some something that went against all logic and understanding and other times would be reminded that the watchers did nt hold all the answers for them. coming out of thought he spoke with his slayer once again.
"Buffy, I may be your watcher and your caretaker but I am also a quasi immortal. one mind you that have trained, many slayers throughout each of his incarnations even before offically joining the British incarnation of the watchers""which means what exactly? you went through puberty 100 times? it must suck!"
"which means Buffy, that the one thing that I learn rather quickly livingout each is knowing when one is having... 'issues.'"
"Issues? My own Personal issues should be the least of my worry Merrick. This 'duty' caused my family to be worry. I had never seen my mother so scared! Dawn nearly lost her big sister!c
Suddenly in a suprise show of emotion her watcher shouted, it took Buffy off guard who knew only her watcher as one who was a wise man.
"You dont have to remind me!" He exclaimed "when you were admitted to my hospitial and met with your family, I could sense their great love for you. reminded me of the families i was born in my other lives"
Buffy suprised at the sentiement asked it was true, Although told by her watcher previously that the indiviual relationship between the watcher with their respected slayers were normally...distant. With Merrick it didnt feel like that she felt that her connection to her watcher was akin to a father and daughter, much better than her actual father.
"So if you think i dont know much of your struggles well I do, Much more than you know"
"Thanks Merrick, and im sorry if im being a real bitch by the way, Also did you know find anything about that business card left in my wallet?""Not much, there is no number that matches the one on the card and...666?"
Differently evil, buffy thought, anyone with phone number like that must so.
after another 10 minutes of conversation Buffy returns to her speed training hoping to overcome her strong foe.
That night
Merrick was in his office at the hospitial, after several one successful surgeary, mutiple visits from some regular patients and not so regular ones along with providing prescriptions.
the office was one of a typical doctor, nothing really stuck out as one who knew the supernatural.
sitting at his desk going over his watcher files, he happened upon some of the old watchers diaries. However there was one that had been mostly reacted or censored, one with the intials B.B. Merrick knew why it was so, for it was a horrid tale and a tragadey for the family who lived under him.
that the watchers wanted this to be purged, spoke volumes on seriousness on the incident. They wanted the matter stricken from the record so not to paint themselves in a negative light
the 'offical' story went that the whirlwinds broke into the home of the baskervilles after tricking the son to invite them in resulting in a vicious slaughter of both the boy and the mother along with the slayer who tried to protect them
But the reality was...It was the slayer herself who killed the mother, driven insane by Barthomely Baskerville who was in charge to watch her and train her. And it was the son who killed her in kind with a kitchen knife
Reaching for a phone, he dailed a set a numbers for an old friend who resided on the hellmouth in sunnydale
after a copule dials he was finally through
"Rupert Giles speaking"
End of Chapter 11