Very early in the morning, Moxxie, Millie's and Buddy's apartment is settled in a Robo Fizz sign. The married couple are asleep in their bed while the half brother is sleeping on the couch covered by a blanket. Moxxie's phone lights up and a 'Phantom of the Opera' organ ringtone is heard. The husband taps the phone to reject the call and rolls back over to his wife.

But then the phone rings again.

In annoyance, Moxxie grabs the phone and sits up, "What do you want, sir?"

Blitzo s heard over the phone, "Hey, hope I didn't wake ya, Mox! How would you, Mils and Bud like to visit the Wrath Ring for some harvest bullsh-t this year?"

Millie hears her boss over the phone and sits up in excitement, "The Harvest Moon Festival?! Yee-f-ckin'-haw!"

The husband sighs, "Well, Millie likes the idea. I'll have to ask Buddy in the... Wait... Where are you calling from?"

Blitzo suddenly falls down onto the bed from the ceiling. His own phone bonks him on the head. The husband looks annoyed while his wife seems amused.

The small male imp narrows his eyes while Blitzo purrs happily, "Mm-hm... Of course."

The boss then shouts, causing the white haired imp to cover his ears, "Oh, I'll ask Bud right now for ya. HEY BUD! YOU WANNA GO TO THE HARVEST SH-T THING IN WRATH TOMORROW? MILLIE'S FAMILY WILL BE THERE!"

On the couch, Buddy blinks sleepily before lifting his head, "Huh?" He rubs his eyes upon putting his head back down, "Wait noooo, her siblings like to bully me..."

...

Now in front of a farm, with a sign reading 'Rough n' Tumbleweed Ranch'. The I.M.P van pulls up in front of two imps. The hybrid looks around the Wrath Ring before picking up his black backpack from the floor of the vehicle. He is now wearing a short sleeved white shirt with a red heart on it, a ripped up black jacket with rolled up sleeves, a gray belt with a gold buckle, black pants that show his red hooves and black flingerless gloves lined with white.

Millie gets out of the van and happily runs toward her parents, "Momma! Daddy!" The woman looks a lot like her oldest daughter, though she has numerous white spots all over her body, graying-hair, and burgundy cloven hooves. She has black horns with white stripes on top of her head. She is dressed in a maroon ascot around her neck, a white shirt with rolled-up sleeves and a light gray upper-section in which thin black tassels are seen hanging from it, dark brown gardening gloves and a belt with a gray buckle and pale blue jeans.

The man is a rather burly imp, having muscular arms and a pronounced torso. He has red skin, yellow eyes, white hair and a matching bushy mustache, along with black and white striped horns like all other male imps. He also has white marks all along his left shoulder He wears a sleeveless black vest over a brown sleeveless shirt, a black belt with silver buckle, and gray pants with black boots.

Millie is now wearing a red, ripped up vest over a black crop top, fingerless black gloves, black shorts and black boots.

Her muscular father spins her around in a hug and places her onto ground before placing her down, "Yeeeee-hawwww! How's my deadly little pumpkin spice doing?" He then ruffles his daughter's hair affectionately.

The woman fixes her hair before smiling at her father, "I'm good, Pa! Thanks for lettin' us stay here for the harvest jamboree!"

Her mother smiles at her, "It's no trouble. We know you aren't making as much anymore since y'all went 'freelance'."

Millie shakes her head, "Freelance pays fine, Ma! We're doin' fiiiiine!" She then speaks in a serious tone, "It's fine." She walks over to Moxxie, who is struggling to carry luggage, "Anyway, y'all remember my husband, Moxxie?" She shoves her nervous spouse in front of her parents.

They both stare at him in disapproval. The father huffs, "Hmph."

Moxxie swallows a lump in his throat before speaking again, "Greetings, Lin! Joe! How have you been, uh, with all the... Flaming twisters and stuff around here?" He then nervously holds out his hand.

He is now wearing a long sleeved gray dress shirt with a dark grey vest over it, an even darker bowtie, matching darker grey pants and black and red boots. He is also wearing fingerless black gloves.

Meanwhile, Buddy had been standing next to them, staring off into space with a bored look. His eyes went cross eyed before he suddenly felt a hand hit the back of his head, "Yowch! What'd I do?!"

A woman's country voice rang out, "Haha! That's what ya get for not payin' attention!"

The hybrid tries to pull himself away from her grip before realizing who it was, "Oh. Hi, Sallie."

Sallie May smiled widely at the young man, "Hey, sport!" She then forcibly drags him down in a headlock so she could ruffle his hair, "How's my favorite brother in law? Been good for my sister?" She is a rather tall imp, with light maroon skin and a pair of serrated, black-and-white-striped horns atop her head. Her eyes have yellow sclera, slit-like pupils and long eyelashes, with a single white scar over her right eye and on her notched eyebrow.

Her charcoal-colored hair is long with white-colored roots tied back into a ponytail by a brown hair tie with messy bangs that covers her left eye. She is wearing a red bandana with holes.

She is also wearing a sleeveless, black turtleneck crop-top with various tears at the bottom, heavily ripped black leggings under a set of gray-beige short-shorts held by a black belt with an oval-shaped dark gray buckle and matching-colored cowboy ankle boots.

The intern sighs in defeat, "Yesssss, I've been good for Moxxie and Millie!" He begins to push against her again, "Hey, come on! Why is it always the hair?!"

Once he was freed from her grasp, he begins to fix his hair.

The two men continue talking to each other... Joe frowns at his daughter's husband, "We lost our old farm hand to one of them terrors last week."

The husband then starts to laugh nervously, "Oh, crumbs. My bad! I am so sorry. I-I didn't mean to open that wound... Sir."

Blitzo frowns at the smaller imp, "Hey, watch it! I'm the 'sir' here, bucko!" He is wearing a white and red cow print vest, a long sleeved white shirt, black suspenders, red belt, black pants and black and red boots.

Millie gestures to her boss and his daughter, "Oh yeah! Y'all haven't met my boss Blitzo! And his hellhound!"

Loona's ears pin back to her head with a glare, "I'm not just his hellhound." She is wearing her spiked collar, a black croptop, a red flannel jacket, black shorts with red fluff and grey stockings.

The bald imp pulls the hellhound to his side with an angrily sad look, "Yeah, she's my daughter!"

Loona's face quickly deflates, "Only on paper."

The boss imp walks away to greet Millie's parents.

The hellhound pulls out smartphone and begins typing, "Y'all don't deserve to know my name. Should have visited Mellz's stupid family instead."

The boss walks over to Millie's parents, "It's a pleasure to finally meet the dick and the whore..." He then shoves Moxxie away, "That popped out this little gem of an assassin! You two raised a-" He then playfully elbows Millie, "Sturdy b-tch!"

The father chuckles at the boss's antics, "That we did! So... Blitzo, is it? Hehe. That's a fine name."

Both men smile and shake hands. Millie's dad chuckled again, "Name's Joe!"

Mille's mother smiles before introducing herself, "Lin! ...It reminds me of war."

Joe sighs happily, "Nothing like a little war to make a strong man!" He then flexes his bicep.

Blitzo nods approvingly at the two, "I like you people."

Moxxie steps back into the conversation, literally, "Y'know... More battles were won by technological advances in warfare! I've researched the history of weaponry extensively and it's inspiring how... For example, the progression of guns utilizing angelic technology has changed the landscape of Hell's combative..."

Millie makes a 'cut it out' motion with her hands while her dad crosses his arms.

The husband blinks for a moment, "I mean..." He then makes a deep, awkward voice, "War fun!"

Joe shrugs his shoulders, "Guns get the job done... But a man ain't nothin' if he can't tear the head off a hellish beast with only his bare..." He flexes his biceps, "Hands!"

Blitzo let out a loud laugh, "HAAAA! He's right, Moxxie!" He then speaks in baby talk, "You got cute wittle baby hands like your baby dick!" He starts to point at his pants.

Moxxie pushes his boss's hand away, "Refrain... Sir."

Millie's father turns before yelling, "Speakin' of strong hands, y'all should meet our newest help. Hey! Striker!"

Black flaming hooves clop rapidly on the ground. An imp's spiky tail whips the black horse's flank. An imp wearing a cowboy hat rides a black hell horse with a fiery mane. The horse leaps over a fence, then rears up and roars in front of the group.

The cowboy sports a smile at the group. He is a tall, slim and pale red-skinned imp with a serpentine-like face and a rather tall stature. His eyes have bright yellow sclera, dark green rings around the slit pupils, and black eyelids. He also has a small black mustache, sone gold fang among his sharp teeth. He has short-cut, ivory-colored hair in a slightly messy style. His horns are ivory-colored and point upwards, however unlike most imps, the stripe pattern is more jagged-styled. He also has a long tail with four black stripes at the base, and a single black stripe on his tail-fork. He also has eight red and black spikes on the base of his tail.

His outfit resembles a southern cowboy, which features a large stereotypical-looking gray hat with his horns protruding, and a red bandana around his neck. He wears a light gray jacket with slight darker-colored lapels, small yellow cuff links on each of the sleeves' dark gray cuffs, and dark gray trimming in which black tassels can be seen hanging from them. His jacket is usually worn over a black turtleneck which itself is worn under a dark gray vest that is held together by two small yellow buttons. He also wears black fingerless gloves, ivory-colored jeans that are ripped at the thighs, and knee-high, dark gray cowboy boots with red cuffs and toes.

Striker tips his hat in greeting with a wheat stalk in his mouth, "Well, howdy! Oh, lookie here! You must be the famous Mildred!" He gets off his horse and walks toward Millie, "Heard some good things about you from your folks, little lady." He then winks at her.

Millie starts to laugh sheepishly, "Ohhh!"

The cowboy then shakes her hand, "What're y'all doin' so far away from Imp City? Heh. The free workin' finally slowin' down?"

The woman shakes her head before pulling her hand away, "Oh, no! Freelance isn't free! It's a-... Never mind. We're just visitin' for the festival. The prince is our boss'..." She then speaks in a dramatic voice, "Boyyyyfrieeeend!"

Blitzo frowns at her, "Millie, I am not above hitting a female in front of her daddy."

Buddy holds his hand up, "I am, Bossman." He pushes Sally back before she could jump onto his boss, "...And I think she is too."

Striker's eyes widen at the other man, "Boss, huh? Ohhh, so YOU'RE the bold imp to start his own killing biz?"

The tall imp nods his head, "Yeah, well if you're good at somethin', you should probably capitalize."

The cowboy tips his hat towards the other imp, "Not many Imps start businesses on their own. That's mighty impressive, sir."

Blitzo rubs the back of his neck, "Oh! Yeah? It is... I-I-I guess... I guess it is, isn't it?"

Striker tilts his head at him, "So you even conned that ditzy blueblood into gettin' you to the surface?"

The two then shake hands.

Blitzo smiles at the other man, Well, it's long and complicated, but the short answer is yes. But he's not like, you know- W-We're y- We're not, like... We're not doing it... We... W-What's betw- It's transactional, you see." He then makes a sexual motion with his hands.

Striker turns his head to spot the tall intern, "Well lookie here, ain't you a tall bastard!"

Buddy rubs the back of his neck, "Uh, we'll you're definitely not wrong with that statement."

The cowboy tilts his head to get a better look at him, "I'm guessin' by the wings and the tail, you're a hybrid."

The intern nods his head at the man, "Hey, you guessed right! Uh, partner! I'm an imp and a succubus hybrid!"

Striker plays with the wheat stalk in his mouth, "Well shoot, small world! I'mma hybrid too!"

Buddy's eyes widened at him, "You are?!"

The cowboy shakes the young man's hand, "Of course! My Momma was a shark demon while my Pa was an imp. Hell, Momma's Pa was a snake."

The intern shakes his hand back with a big smile, "Woah, that's so cool! I've never met another hybrid before!" He turns to his brother, "Moxxie, this is awesome!"

Moxxie rolls his eyes upon watching the two, "It's not THAT awesome, Buddy."

Striker smiles at the smaller but older brother, "Well, why wouldn't it be? Looks like the boy hasn't met demons like him." He then puts his hands on his hips, "I'd say, maybe he needs a role model."

The small imp balls his fists with a frown, "Wha... Hey, I'M his role model!" He then looks to the side before shrugging his shoulders, "...Okay, it's Millie. But still, he's MY little brother!"

The cowboy nods his head, "Little? I'd say, he ain't little like you are. But I can see the resemblance! Don't they look alike, boss man?"

Blitzo nods his head before playfully punching Striker on the arm, "Oh yeah, they do have each other's... Face."

Joe tilts his head at the two, "Y'know... You boys should enter the Pain Games!"

Blitzo scuttles sideways over to the father, "I heard games! What games? I'm in!"

Lin explains with a large smile, "Every harvest festival, there's a competition to be the roughest, toughest bastard in Wrath!"

Millie crosses her arms and pouts, "Yeah! Wish I could play!"

Her mother shakes her head, "Millie, you know you get too carried away. The last competition ended in fifteen separate funerals."

The daughter still folds her arms, "I'm aware, but I only caused nine of them! How come Sallie May still gets to compete?"

Lin puts her hands on her hips, "Your sister doesn't have a neighborhood head count!"

Millie glares at her mom, "Oh she so does!"

Sallie May walks by the two while carrying a sack, "It doesn't count if they don't find the bodyyyyyy!" Buddy drags a dead imp's body next to her, being followed by two of Sallie's brothers..

The other sister hisses back at her.

Lin puts her hand on her daughter's shoulder, "Still, you get to root for her and your brothers, and now you can cheer on your boss!"

Moxxie looks between his brother chatting with Sallie May and Millie's pout before putting a hand on Lin's shoulder, "Y'know, she can also cheer for me!"

Joe laughs until he start wheezing and slaps his leg, "...Wait, you?"

The husband nods his head, "Yeah! I can compete, can't I?"

His mother in law then elbows him hard in the side and he starts to tears up in pain.

Millie's father shakes his head, "Sorry, boy. But, I don't think sensitive, thespian types would last very long in the games."

The older brother stomps his foot, "I was born here, too!" He then speaks in a southern drawl, "I have some fight in me!"

Buddy shakes his head, covering his eyes in embarrassment, "Moxxie. No. Just no."

Striker puts a hand on Moxxie's shoulder, "Huh. Well then, little fella... Why don'tcha help me wrangle one o' them hogs for dinner?" He motions to a large sleeping hell hog in a pigpen.

Moxxie frowns before aiming a pistol at the beast, "Simple. Watch me!"

The cowboy grins and hands Moxxie a dagger and rope, "Nah... With these. Bullets can't pierce the shell. You gotta get the knife underneath and pry yourself an openin'." He smiles at the taller brother, "Watch and learn, kid."

Moxxie gulps, "Oh! Right, right. I knew that."

Blitzo leans in toward Moxxie and grabs his shoulders, "Now, just remember, your rep with the in-laws is on the line here! And how cool you look in front of your brother in comparison to this total stranger! So, no pressure at all, you totally will not make an ass of yourself in front of everyone important in your life. Go get 'em, tiger!"

Moxxie's eyes twitch right before Blitzo shoves him forward, "Ohhhhhh."

Millie shakes her head, "Mox, you don't need to do this!"

The boss cheers while Moxxie enters the pen, "Oh, he totally does. KICK ITS ASS, MOXXIE! YEAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

Buddy cheers with his boss, "Yeah, come on! Go Moxxie!"

The smallest imp nervously walks forward inside the pen, knife in hand. He leaps forward and wraps the rope around the hog's neck. He moves the knife down and it strikes harmlessly against the hog's hide. The hog roars and runs around, trying to buck Moxxie off it's back.

The boss imp pumps his fist, "F-CK yeah, Moxxie! Ride it, Moxxie! Make it that b-tch you won't call back in the morning!

Loona grins and records a video on her phone, "This is f-cking beautiful."

Blitzo continues to cheer, "Doin' great, Moxxie!" He then whispers to Loona, "Send me that video later."

Millie watches in concern while Moxxie yelps and looks up. Striker leaps and pushes him out of the way. Striker twirls the dagger in his hand and lifts it in the air with a smug grin. He brings down the knife and slaughters the hog easily.

Moxxie rubs his neck, "Ow... My clavicle!"

Striker stands over the smaller man, "Don't worry, little one... You never stood a chance." His spade tail starts rattling like a snake. He walks away with the dead hog over his shoulder. Moxxie growls at him.

The cowboy tilts his head at the lead imp, "Hey, boss man! You wanna help the men skin this thing for dinner?

Blitzo lifts his eyebrows at him, "Oh, I am always down to skin the manly meat with the manly men!"

Loona shouts while standing next to her friend, "That's what she said!"

Her adopted dad blinks, "What? Who said? Wait, what b-tch is talking sh-t about me?!" He then shouts at his intern, "Buddy, is it your mom?!"

Buddy shrugs his shoulders back at him, shouting at his boss while he walks away, "I wouldn't be surprised if it was, Bossman."

Everyone but Moxxie, Millie, Buddy and Sallie May leave for the house with the demon hog. Moxxie sighs sadly while Millie wraps his arm in a cast.

His wife comforts him, "Don't let 'em get to you. And hey, you don't need my parents to respect you. They will eventually!"

Sallie May pokes her head closer to the two, "No, they won't."

Millie glares at her sister.

Said sister simply shrugs her shoulders, "What? I'm right, ain't I?"

Moxxie starts to speak with a country drawl, "Oh, I'mma enter in those game!".

His wife sighs sadly upon hearing that...

After seeing that, Buddy places a hand on his half brother's shoulder, "Moxxie, no. I don't think that's a good idea."

The little imp shakes his brother's hand off his shoulder, "Oh what? You think that I can't beat Striker?"

The hybrid folds his arms, "I know that because you can't reach my hand whenever I hold the TV remote away from you at home. Plus, longer people just have more muscle."

Moxxie frowns at him, "Okay, pointing out my short stature aside, whatever you're trying to say is NOT going to stop me from entering."

Buddy shrugs his shoulders with a frown, "Fine, I guess I can't change your mind." He then ponders, "Let's see how we can use your strengths. Well, besides the guns." He then ponders for a little bit, "I mean, whenever I take the remote, you do climb onto me since you can't shoot me."

The smaller brother smiles at him, "Oh yeah! That's a good point." But then he shakes his head, "Buuuut nope! I think I'm just going to brute strength it so I can try to show up Striker in front of everyone!" He then gets up and begins to leave his family.

The hybrid looks from side to side in confusion, "Moxxie, no. That's... Aaaaand he's gone." He turns to his sister in law, "Welp, I tried my best."

The country imp's sister smirked at her, "Hmm, how pissed would you be if I bet on him dyin'?"

Millie gives her a final glare with a huff.

Sallie shrugs before she starts pulling the brother by his jacket, "Now come on! It's playtime!"

All of a sudden, Buddy feels three pairs of hands on his arms and legs. He looks around to see Millie and Sallie's brothers have started to lift him, "Wait... Wait, noooooooooooooooooo!" He turns to his brother's wife, "Millie, save meeeeee!"

"

Millie smiled at him before waving, "Awww, have fun, Buddy! You know my siblings love to see you whenever you visit!"

The hybrid shouts while still being carried by the three brothers, "Millie noooooooooooo!"

And thus, he is dragged off by Sallie May and the brothers of their family...

...

Now in the open field, Buddy stands surrounded by the siblings. Sallie May folds her arms confidently, "So! Buddy, you ready for some wrastlin'?

The hybrid quickly shakes his head, "...Not really, no."

The tall, muscular male imp and swept back hair waves his hand, "Hey, don't be like that!" He is wearing a black tank top, a grey vest, grey pants, red boots and gloves. He has a white tattoo, white chest hair and a notch on the spade on his tail. He also has a wedding ring on his left hand.

The smallest brother jumps up and down, "Yeah! We like playin' with you, Mr. Buddy!"

Buddy hunches down to be at eyelevel with the boy, "Aw come on, I don't wanna beat up on Brodie. He's so little..." But then he winces upon feeling his finger be bitten. He quickly takes his finger back with a frown.

The middle brother spoke up, "Eh, don't worry about it, Bud! We let 'em bite, it makes it more fair!" He had really spiky white hair, a black tank top, gray shorts and black bots. He has a singular fang protruding from his mouth.

Sallie cracks her knuckles with a smile, "Now come on, y'all! First to knock Buddy down gets extra hog meat tonight!"

All three guys cheer, "Yesssss!"

An all out brawl starts between all the siblings. Sallie punches the tallest brother in the face before the middle brother jumps on top of them. Brodie runs off to chase after Buddy, who is simply trying to stay away from the brawl.

Until he felt himself be tackled by the middle brother, "Mackenzie, get off me!" He picks up the smaller teen by the back of his tank top and tosses him a few feet ahead him.

The hybrid felt teeth bite his ankle before shaking the youngest boy off of his leg.

Sallie May rushes to him to throw a punch to his arm, "Heeeeeey, Buddy Boy! Havin' fun?"

Buddy shakes his head while blocking her punches, "Not really! I see that Moxxie and I have VERY different bonding exercises at home!"

Suddenly, he feels an even bigger force tackle him. He looks to his side to see Archie, the biggest brother, nearly knock him off his feet. He tries to regain his balance quickly...

Buddy uses both his hands to catch himself before he could hit the ground. He moves his hands and feet to pick himself up to get away from the opposing group.

Now, the hybrid finds himself surrounded by the siblings. All inching closer and closer to him, prepared to pounce at him. This made Buddy back up from the group even more...

Upon growing more and more nervous, the hybrid holds out his hands, "Can you guys please back off?!" He feels the flames start to erupt from his fingers but this time... It feels different...

He felt the flames come from ALL his fingers this time rather than just his pointer fingers. He quickly pulls his hands back so he wouldn't harm the siblings. The fire rears back, covering his entire hands.

But surprisingly or maybe not...

The hybrid feels that the fire doesn't hurt him...

Buddy looks down at his fist covered in flames, "Woah..."

Sallie May raises her eyebrows and slaps her head in surprise, "Dang! How'd you do that, Bud?"

The intern shrugs his shoulders while still looking at his fists, "I don't know! But I gotta say, this looks awesome!"

Sallie May nodded her head with a big smile, "Yeah, it does!"

Brodie jumped up and down next to her, "Oh! Oh! Punch that tree!"

Buddy shrugged his shoulders, "Sure thing!"

Once the fist made contact with the tree, the plant practically exploded. It burst into flames and the burned shards of the tree fly everywhere...

All the siblings begin to cheer, "Yeaaaaaaah! Woo!"

Sallie May jumps and pumps her fist, "Woooo! Yeah! This is gonna make our wrastlin' even more fun!" She then waves at her brothers, "Okay, come on boys! One more time!"

With a roar, the brawl was about to continue until suddenly, a bell rang out. Signaling that the festival was about to begin. Buddy and the rest of the siblings started to run back towards the barn, completely ignoring the mess they left behind...

...

Now at the Harvest Festival, which has a crowd of imps surrounding a stage... Wally Wackford stands on stage with a microphone and speaks dramatically, "Welcome, I say-a, welcome-a... All to Wrath-a Ring's-a annual-a Harvest-a Moon-a... a-Festival! To kick things up, we have the great prince Stolas-a, here to usher in this here Pain Games!"

Stolas takes the microphone from the tall imp with a chuckle, "How kind, Wackford. Greetings, tiny... Wrath Ring Imps! I hereby welcome you all to another year of celebrating the spoils of your labor that continue to feed the citizens of Hell!"

A crowd of imps glare at him and boos are heard.

The prince simply shrugs them off, "I'm happy to kick off the start of these games that will challenge the toughest Imps to show their skill in dominance. Good luck to you all!" He then winks into the crowd, "Especially that sexy little one there... Yoo-hoo! Blitzy!" He waves at him with a smile.

Blitzo glares at the royal bird, "Ugh... F-ck me."

A gun goes off to signal the games to begin. Moxxie gets trampled with a yelp as the other imps race down the trail. Striker climbs up a wooden ramp structure while Blitzo leaps down ahead of him. Moxxie tries to catch up. He claws at the structure and falls into a small puddle. He gets chewed up and thrashed by a monstrous black and white shark. Later, Striker grins smugly at Blitzo who has his legs, arms and horns tied behind him. A muscular imp holds a rope and grins at a scared Moxxie. Striker, Blitzo and Moxxie team up in a tug of war match. Moxxie falls into the water and the shark attacks him again. There is then a wrestling match in the mud between Blitzo and Striker. A group of imps do a football huddle on top of Moxxie.

The shark leaps over the fence and begins to elbow drop Moxxie.

Which makes the small imp attempt to scramble away, "MOTHERFUC-!"

Now back to the stage... Wally Wackford speaks into the microphone, "I say, I say, for the first year ever, we have a tie for winner of the Harvest Moon Pain Games!"

Stolas takes the microphone from the tall imp, "The winners are... Striker aaaaand my darling Blitzy!" He walks onto the stage and does a pose while the crowd cheers. He holds two gold medals with a smile.

Blitzo walks onto the stage in frustration, "Just say my name RIGHT! F-ckin' dick."

Moxxie and Millie watch from the wooden bleachers while Striker. Buddy sits next to the two with his head resting on his hand, "...Told you. Should have used your size to your advantage."

Sallie May sits next to Buddy with a disapproving shake of her head,

The small male imp waves his hand at his brother. "Okay. So, he has the 'physical advantage!' But I'm better at other things too, like singing!"

The cowboy on stage pulls out a guitar, "I'd like to take this opportunity to sing a quick song I wrote just now, about me winnin'." He then strums the instrument.

The husband shouts in anger, "Oh, WHAT THE F-CK?!"

Both Millie and Buddy tilt their heads in curiosity.

Striker strums his guitar before beginning to sing, "Sweet victory... I smell the smell..."

He kicks a squealing fangirl imp in the face, "From up in stinkin' Heaven, to the rugged rocks of Hell, sweet victory...

With everything I do...

With every talent, I'm so much more talented than you..."

Blitzo arrives with a slice of cheese on a stick and sits next to Moxxie, Millie, and Buddy in the bleachers. He then eats the cheese and speaks with his mouth full, "Isn't this guy great?"

The hybrid smiles widely while listening to the cowboy sing, "Hell yeah, Bossman!" This made his boss smile back at him in agreement.

Striker continues to sing on the stage, "Every time I tryyyy, I push it and succeed..."

Moxxie jeers from the crowd, "False!"

Blitzo smiles while staring at the cowboy, "It's gonna be nice workin' with him." He pours hot sauce on his cheese and takes another bite.

The small brother's eyes widened, "Working with him? WHAT?!"

Buddy pumps his fist in excitement, "Oh cool! I won't be the only hybrid anymore! Awesome!"

Even Sallie spoke up, "D-mn, you stealin' our farmhand? Honestly, good pick."

Striker still sings on the stage, "Every first attempt of every single deed..."

Blitzo nods his head, "Yeaaaah! I asked him if he wants to join I.M.P."

Moxxie frowns, clearly distraught, "You asked... But..." His brother and boss look at him in confusion.

Striker continues to sing, "Me! I'm totally the best."

Millie frowns at her husband, "Mox, I think you've had enough, for now. Let's head back to the house and get you clean."

Buddy smiles at his brother and his wife, "You guys have fun! We're gonna stay here and wait for Striker."

The cowboy still sings to the crowd, "The super cool me, handsome guy..." He quickly coughs when he sees the small imp start to leave in the crowd, "Moxxie, go f-ck yourself!"

The white haird imp tears up and leaves with his wife to head for the house...

Striker finally finishes singing his song, "Did you hear something? It was just the wind..."

The crowd cheers for the man on the stage.

The cowboy tips his hat to the three in the crowd, "Thank you. You're too kind."

Soon enough, volcanos with fiery spheres floating above them are shown... Blitzo lies down on the ground and looks admiringly at Bombproof while he feasts on an animal carcass. Millie beams beside her parents as her brothers load up jack-o-lanterns into a truck. Sallie and Millie wave at them and runs off. Buddy chats with Loona for a little bit outside the ranch house before walking into the crowd.

...

Inside the ranch house, Moxxie glumly walks up some stairs after seeing everyone else have fun. He then notices light shining through the bottom of a door, "Well, that's troubling..."

The small imp opens the door and peers around the room. He notices the light coming from a box. He walks over and sees a black rifle with glowing white designs in an open gun case.

Moxxie runs his hand along the side of the rifle. "Oh, my crumbles!" His eyes widen at the weapon, "A genuine Carmine-Crafted Blessing-Tipped Rifle! How... How in the f-ck did he get one o' these?!"

Striker leans against the door frame behind him, "Why don't you ask me, little dude?"

The smaller imp jumps in surprise, "Sh-t! W-Why do you have this... Mister?! You are aware this kind of weapon can kill-"

The cowboy finishes his sentence for them, "Demon royalty?"

Moxxie nods his head towards him, "Yes. That."

Striker blinks at him, "No sh-t." He flicks his wheat stalk away from his mouth, "That's kinda the point." He runs his claws along the door. He closes the door and advances menacingly toward Moxxie with a grin.

The white haired imp tries to get away from the bigger man, "Okay. Well, I-I'm... Relatively concerned by your possession of this... I'm also glad my instant dislike of you has been vali-

Striker grabs Moxxie by the throat. But the smaller imp keeps talking, "-DATED!"

The hybrid wraps his tail around Moxxie's neck. He then tosses him hard against the wall. He starts to choke Moxxie on the floor while the full blooded imp hisses and tries to claw at him. Striker holds him down with his bigger body weight. Moxxie glances over to see a lamp on a table. He kicks the table and the lamp crashes into Striker.

Millie hears the crash from outside and opens the front door.

Moxxie stands up and races toward the door. He pulls the door open but Striker roughly pulls him back by his tail.

Striker covers Moxxie's mouth and begins to strangle him. Striker chuckles evilly while Moxxie begins to lose consciousness. He then smirks at him, "Pathetic."

Millie suddenly appears behind Striker and stabs him in the back with a knife. Her husband collapses to the floor.

A feral, enraged Millie stabs Striker repeatedly in the back. She leaps onto his back and holds the knife at his neck but he breaks from her hold and stops her at the last moment. Striker then slams Millie off against the wall, snapping her arm into two. A now-bleeding Millie collapses next to Moxxie, clutching her broken arm with a cry of pain.

Moxxie reaches his hand towards his wife, with a weak voice, "Millie..."

Striker grabs both of them by their hair and walks with them out of the ranch house. He then tosses them into a cellar. Millie cries out when her foot gets caught in a bear trap.

The cowboy lets out a laugh and holds onto the cellar doors, "I'd kill y'all, but I feel like there's more leverage with your rodeo clown of a boss if I don't! Plus, you little things ain't worth the cleanup."

Moxxie runs up the stairs, but the cowboy closes the cellar doors. He tries to push the doors, but they won't budge. He turns back to his wife with a worried face, "Millie!"

He then runs down the stairs to the woman, assessing her, "Oh Satan!"

Millie waves her hand at him, "Moxxie, I'm fiiiine! I got worse than this during the flower tufts at my brother's weddin'. But I caught that f-ckin' bouquet, and it was f-ckin' worth it!" She starts to pull at the bear trap, "You just have to get out there, and f-ck up that brownnosin' c-ksucker for me!"

The white haired imp shakes his head at her, "But I can't break through it. I'm not strong enough..."

The black haired imp smiles somberly at him, "Not with your hands, baby... Use what you're good at."

Moxxie frowns at her with a confused face, "I'm not good with my hands?"

His wife raises an eyebrow with an unamused expression.

Her husband blinks at her, "Ohhhh... Right. Yeah! Yeah... Like what Buddy said earlier... Kinda. In a way." He pulls out a pistol and fires a hole in the door. He then pushes the doors open.

The white haired scratches his chin while holding up the gun, "I... I probably should've used this earlier, huh?"

Millie smiles at him, "I love you, hun..." Then she frowns angrily at him, "...But for f-ck's sake!"

Once her husband left the barn, she starts to pull herself towards the door. After taking a breath, she would 'crawl' closer... Slowly and slowly... Trying to make her way out of the basement...

...

Now back on the stage... Stolas sits and flips through the grimoire with magic, "My dear commoners of the Ring of Wrath! I, Stolas of the Ars Goetia, hereby curse this year's harvest with the glow of the true Harvest Moon!"

The clouds swirl as Stolas creates a portal. That portal reveals a glowing orange full moon in the sky and the crowd oohs in wonder.

Striker chuckles darkly while sitting inside one of the nearby farmhouses. He aims the rifle right at Stolas' forehead.

But then... A click is heard behind him.

Blitzo aims his flintlock pistol at him, "Uh, excuse me? The F-CK?!"

Striker turns around, "Bliiiitzo! I thought you were still at the ceremony!"

The boss frowns, "You thought I wanted to stand around with a buncha hillbillies excited about corn n' sh-t with a thirsty owl on stage?! Buddy doesn't stay from Moxxie or Millie for too long without feeling anxious and he's got Mill's sister running around looking for her."

The cowboy looks through the scope of his sniper to see the hybrid in the crowd, the younger man clearly looking around, "Huh, big ol' tattletale, ain't ya?" He then stands up straight, "And now you seem disappointed in me."

The scarred man glares at him, "Yeaaaaah. Well, I'm not a fan of someone I offered a job to about to off my easiest lengthy ticket to Earth behind my back."

The taller man smiles at him, "Blitzo, come on. You know, the two of us are superior than most of our kind. And you were so above suckin' on a disgusting, rich, pompous Goetia, only to sneak topside for scraps and work for bitter sinners, who could care less who you are, when you could be slaying Overlords."

Striker walks around Blitzo before being hidden by the shadows.

Blitzo's eyes shift around the room and he frowns in confliction. He aims his gun at the shadows Striker moves in the shadows.]

The cowboy shrugs, "Why struggle to run a business that is rigged against you? When you could partner up with me and kill... The unkillable?" He then pins the other man against the wall, "Starting with the one that treats you like a plaything?"

Blitzo appears frightened at first but then grins, "Ooh, that's kinda hot."

The white haired man keeps his smile, "We could be the most dangerous beings in Hell, Blitzo."

The scarred imp blinks with a smile, "Wow. That was a good f-kin' pitch."

Striker shrugs his shoulders, "Been workshoppin' it." He then moves Blitzo's gun away.

Blitzo nods his head towards the other man, "Y'know what? F-ck it. I'm in."

The cowboy grins, but blinks when he hears another click. He turns his head in the direction of the noise, "Huh?"

Suddenly, Moxxie appears behind him with the cowboy's own rifle. Pointed right at the tall man's head.

Blitzo smiles at his friend, "Took ya long enough, Mox!" He then laughs at the man in front of him, "Ha-HA! Wow, you should've seen your dipsh-t face!" He looks down to see Striker holding the knife in his other hand from behind, "Wow... Woah, okay. Cliché much?"

Striker points Blitzo's pistol at Moxxie and shoots. The smaller imp quickly blocks the bullet with the rifle's side.

The hostage yells in anger, "Oh, you daddy f-cker!" He then bites at Striker's arm.

Which makes Striker let go in pain, "AAAAGH!"

The fight then starts... Blitzo elbows Striker in the face. They exchange punches before Striker slams Blitzo into Moxxie, both of them falling to the floor. Moxxie sees the rifle on the floor and reaches for it but then Striker pins Moxxie's arm down with his boot.

The smaller imp yells in pain, "AAAGH!"

The cowboy squeezes the small imp's hand with his foot, "You dumb f-cks lost the upper hand fast, huh?"

Blitzo laughs at him, "HA! You seem to have forgotten something, f-cko!" He then whistles for his adopted daughter.

...

Outside, Loona's ear dips and raises... Showing that she hears the noise whilst texting on her phone.

Buddy walks next to his friend, "...You hear that?"

The wolf simply shrugs at him, her thumbs clicking away on her phone. On her phone is a text message system, with the last text bubble being from 'Mellz'. Which consisted of her friend saying 'Sorry, Loona. I can't come with you to Wrath... My boss thinks I'll get a country accent if I go.' She frowned while texting her friend, 'Man f your boss. He suks' When she noticed she misspelled 'sucks', she sent another message, '*sucks.'

The hybrid tries to look over her shoulder, "Who you texting? An actual friend?"

All he got was a punch to his upper arm from the hound.

The winged being rubbed the area she had hit, "Ow! Okay, okay! I won't make a joke like that again! Can we just go help them out now?!" He takes a step away from her before hearing a bang on the nearby cellar door.

He opens the door and his eyes widen, "Millie! Hold on, I'll get you out of there!" He slips down to pull up at the bear trap.

The small imps looks up at her husband's brother, "Careful, Buddy!" She puts her hand on the bottom half of the trap.

Loona's eyes widened at the sight, "Oh sh-t! D-mn, Buddy, stay here with Millie."

Sally May is already inside the door while speaking to the intern, "Yeah, we're gonna go kick that vermin's skinny little ass!"

Buddy nods back at the two before pulling at the bear trap. The two start to pull together before being able to fully rip the bear trap apart. The hybrid quickly throws his half of the trap away from the both of them, black blood oozing from his brother's wife's open wound, "Okay! Okay, let's uh... Let's try and get this cleaned up..."

...

Blitzo sighs when his daughter didn't respond, "Ugh, f-ckin' d-mn it, Loona."

Striker shrugs his shoulders, "It's a d-mn shame, Blitzo. We might actually've made a good team... Ah well."

The boss spits at the other man, "In your wet dreams, you honky-tonk GOAAAAT!" He swings his foot under the cowboy and trips him. He then kicks Striker away, causing him to drop his rifle, which Moxxie grabs. Blitzo races toward Striker and hits his head with a lamp. He lands punches at his face and swipes his tail at him. He then uses his tail to toss Striker to the side.

Moxxie fires a warning shot near the cowboy's head. Both I.M.P men close in on Striker and Blitzo pulls his pistol out of his pocket.

Striker narrows his eyes at the pair, "I still think it's embarrassing. You're wastin' a lot of potential relyin' on a weak little-"

The small imp fires a shot near his enemy's head, "You gonna finish that f-cking sentence... Pard'ner?"

The cowboy sneers at him, "Vermin."

Moxxie then shouts, "Who's weak now, B-TCH-"

However, he then is slammed by the door when Loona kicks it open to enter the room.

The wolf puts up her fists, "I'm here!"

Millie's sister jumps into the room behind her, "Yeah! Back, you slithery snake!"

Striker narrows his eyes and uses the distraction to kick Blitzo's gun out of his hand. He shoves the boss aside and heads toward the open window, "Maybe you'll get me next time... Blitzy."

He then escapes through the window.

Blitzo points his pistol outside, looking at the celebration in worry...

...

Now outside the ranch, in the morning... Both Buddy and Millie sit on the porch stairs together, trying to nurse the woman's injuries. Buddy bandages up Millie's arm while she sits with her foot in a cast, "Almost done, Millie..." Moxxie struggles to fit clothes in a suitcase.

Lin shakes her head, "I can't believe you let him trap you, Millie! Haven't we taught you better?"

Millie moves which causes Buddy to move while trying to finish wrapping her arm, "I was seein' red, Ma! And he was slippery!"

Her mother stomps her foot on the porch, "Excuses! You're better than that, Mildred!"

Moxxie closes the trunk and marches over to Millie's parents, "Y'know, she protected me." He speaks in a southern drawl, "And maybe I'm not a strong beefy dickhead," He speaks in his normal voice, "But Millie has the strength enough for both of us! You two are getting on her case about being hurt by a psychopath you hired?!" He then speaks in the southern drawl again while pointing at his wife's parents, "Shaaaaame on you!"

His brother smiles at him before finishing wrapping Millie's injuries. He then grabs her crutches to pull them closer to her.

Blitzo punches his friend in the shoulder, "Aw, Moxxie, look at you! Speechin' like a big boy with his big paaaants!"

The father, Joe, glares at Moxxie, curtly nods and leaves.

Millie stands up on her crutches, "Wooooow! He nodded! He's never acknowledged your input before!" She then walks away with a big smile on her face.

Her husband blinks blankly in her direction, "Soooo, is that progress?"

Buddy packs away the emergency kit in the trunk of the van, "I'd say it is! Hey, maybe he'll greet you better in 5 years!" He then playfully punches his brother in the arm, who then punches him back.

...

Now... In front of a hotel, with a sign in front of it that reads, 'Hideaway Motel Vacancy. The Guy That Tried 2 Kill U Def Isn't Here.'

Striker is sitting on the bed inside one of the rooms. He talks on the phone, "Huh... I failed to kill the target at the festival. But don't worry, ma'am... It won't happen again."

Meanwhile, back at the palace, Stella drums her fingers on the table impatiently, "It better not! I want this cheating prick dead! I don't care who you have to go through! Make it happen!"

Stella is seen sitting at a dinner table with Stolas, who is reading a book called 'Imps in the Sheets', and Octavia. The father pauses from eating to look at his wife in concern while their daughter bobs her head to music playing in her headphones. She is tapping on the wine glasses with her fork.

Striker speaks back to her over the phone, "Understood." He then hangs up the phone. The cowboy twirls the gun in his hand while narrowing his eyes, "I'll get him next time..." He chuckles evilly as he turns off the light. His yellow eyes glow in the darkness while a rattlesnake hisses...