Helluva An Imp! Chapter 5: HAI: S1-EP5 The Harvest Moon Festival!, a helluva boss fanfic

Hey, guys. Welcome to the next chapter of, 'Helluva An Imp!'. I hope that you guys will enjoy the chapter...anyway, I don't own anything except for my OCs as the OCs Ratchet Calamity, Sable Calamity, and Emerald the Demon Horse belong entirely to 9655.

NOW LET'S GET ON WITH THE STORY!

{Helluva An Imp-Season 1, Episode 5: The Harvest Moon Festival!}

"I'm sorry for having to move our little rendezvous early," Stolas says, sighing in contentment as we cue over to Stolas's Mansion, which is located in the Pride Ring as we see said person lying on his bed with Blitzo wearing a ball gag and harness as his hands are tied to the headboard with the help of a piece of rope as Blitzo is shown lighting a cigarette and folding his arms behind his head. "I have an engagement this month on the full moon."

"When this happens, it's not really something I fuss about..." A deadpanned Blitzo says while using his cigar to burn the rope wrapped around Stolas's hands, freeing him as he takes Blitzo's cigar from him and takes a long drag of it. "...but, do you really need the book for this farm bullshit? I have, like, fifteen new clients waitin' for heads to roll."

"As shocking as it may seem, Blitzy, my Grimoiiiiiire is actually incredibly important, and it isn't supposed to be lent out to itty-bitty Imps like yourself," Stolas says while putting out the cigarette on one of Blitzo's horns and pinching his cheek as the annoyed Imp shoves him away before gagging a bit and pulling a feather out of his mouth in disgust. "The Harvest Moon is a very special occasion. It's been my annual duty to showcase it in the Ring of Wrath. It's celebrated by a very charming little festival with the locals."

"Wrath, huh? The majority of employees are from there. I've never really been. I hear it's full of inbred chucklefucks...although I maxed out my Ex-Girlfriend's Credit Cards in the Wrath Ring to get Horse Riding Lessons. I just have never spent much time looking around the Wrath Ring." Blitzo says with a shrug as Stolas sits up and then pulls the covers over his head as his head appears near Blitzo's crotch.

"Oh, why don't you all join me at the festival? I can guarantee you all...special access~,"

"Look, I told you that we're not bodyguards, okay? That was a one-time thing we did badly." Blitzo says as Stolas stands up with the covers on his head and does a playful owl head tilt.

"I'm simply offering a work-free day of fun. I feel quite safe at the Harvest Festival. It's the same every year."

"...Well...if you promise this isn't some fuck fest invite, it does sound like it could be a blast and a half. Plus, it's not like we can do jack shit without your book anyway." Blitzo says with a shrug as Stolas leans forward.

"Aww, I'm sowwy your clients will have to wait..."

"Oh, fuck my clients!" Blitzo says while waving a dismissive hand as we cue over to Blitzo's Apartment and zoom inside Loona's Room as we see her and Lazlo's clothes thrown around as we see a grunting and naked Lazlo shoving his 10-inch cock inside of a whimpering and naked Loona's asshole as he was fucking her brains out until his phone began ringing and used his tail to stretch it over to wrap around it and held it close to his nonexistent ear as Lazlo continued fucking his girlfriend.

"What's up, Sir?"

"Hey, hope I didn't wake ya, Lazlo, how would you like to come with us and visit the Wrath Ring for some harvest bullshit this year?"

"The Harvest Moon Festival?!" An excited Lazlo says while clawing Loona's furry asscheeks as he continued pounding into her relentlessly. "Hell yeah I will go!"

"Nice, also, who are you fucking?"

"Oh, this hot bitch."

"Nice, keep at it, and fuck that bitch, Lazlo." Blitzo congratulated as he hung up the call, and a blushing and panting Loona turned to Lazlo with hearty eyes.

"W-Who was that, baby?"

"Nothing, don't worry about it, babe." Lazlo says while lowering himself down on her back to cup Loona's Furry E-Cup Breasts and begins twisting her nipples as he also bites down on her neck, causing the Hellhound to howl with pleasure and her eyes roll to the back of her head as she sticks out her tongue as we then fast forward in time and we see the I.M.P Van driving through the Wrath Ring while wearing their Wrath Rings Outfits before arriving at the Rough n' Tumbleweed Ranch as the gang pulls up in front of two Imps.

Standing before them is a 4'2-feet-tall, 46-year-old Male Imp Demon with a pair of eyes that have yellow scleras and black irises, short white hair with a pair of black and white striped horns, thick black eyebrows, no ears/nose with a bushy white mustache, a pair of four-fingered muscularly arms with white marks along his left shoulder, Red Skin, a short yet muscularly burly build and a pronounced torso, a long red tail that ends with a triangular point that has a black spot at the tip, a pair of pointed red feet with boot-like heels, and his outfit consists of a sleeveless black vest with a brown sleeveless shirt underneath, a black belt with silver buckle, long gray pants and a pair of black boots. His name is Joe, the Husband of Lin, the Father of Millie and Sallie May, and one of the owners of the Rough n' Tumbleweed Ranch.

Standing before them is a 4-feet-tall, 45-year-old Female Imp Demon with a noticeable more human-like head as she has a pair of eyes that have yellow sclera with black slit-like pupils and thick long black eyelashes, short messy bob cut-styled gray hair and a pair of thin white-striped black horns, thin black eyebrows, no ears/nose, a wide mouth with black lipstick, a sharp chin, G-Cup Breasts, a pair of slim red four-fingered arms, red skin with numerous white spot markings all over her body, a short yet voluptuous build with a narrow waist and wide hips, a long red tail that ends with a triangular point as it has white markings on it, a big bubble butt, a pair of muscularly burgundy cloven hooves with thick thighs, and her outfit consists of a maroon ascot wrapped 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, a pair of dark brown gardening gloves, a dark brown belt with a gray buckle, and pale blue-gray jeans. Her name is Lin, the Wife of Joe, the Mother of Millie and Sallie May, and one of the owners of the Rough n' Tumbleweed Ranch.

"Mama! Daddy!" An excited Millie says while wearing her Wrath Ring Outfit, which consists of an opened ripped red jacket with a ripped black top underneath, ripped black shorts, and a pair of black shoes.

"Yeeeee-hawwww!" Joe cheered as Millie got out of the van and happily ran toward her parents as her Father hugged her and spun her around before placing her down on the ground as he then ruffled Millie's hair affectionately. "How's my deadly little pumpkin spice doing?"

"I'm good, Pa. Thanks for lettin' us stay here for the Harvest Jamboree." Millie says as Lin smiles at her.

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

"Freelance pays fine, Ma. We're doin' fiiiiine...it's fine." A serious Millie says as we cue back to the others, and we see them pulling out their bags from the I.M.P. Van as the I.M.P. Crew were then surprised when a loud neigh rang out, and everyone turned their heads to see a Hellhound riding towards them at high speeds with the help of a Horse Demon named Emerald, who resembled a dark gray horse with purple stripes on her body and a flaming mane and tail as she has two pairs of green glowing eyes, a set of glowing fangs, and what appears to be green horseshoes as her lower body possesses a lava-like appearance.

"Howdy, everyone," The Hellhound says while having Ratchet's Hell Horse stop in her tracks and park in front of them as she jumped down to greet the I.M.P. Crew with a cocky grin on her face.

Standing before them is a 5'8-feet-tall, 21-year-old Female Hellhound as she has a wolf-like appearance with a pair of eyes that have yellow scleras and purple irises, a pair of huge black and white ears with pink insides, thin black eyebrows, a pointed white dog-like muzzle with a black nose and sharp/pointy teeth, a sharp chin, H-Cup Breasts, white fur with black spots and splotches on it, a large white bushy tail with black spots and splotches on it, a heart-shaped thick bubble butt, and was currently wearing her Wrath Ring Clothes, which consists of a white cowboy hat with a black stripe, a sleeveless white vest with a black top underneath that showed off her impressive bust, a black strap wrapped around her body as it held a white/black Mark 1 Lancer Assault Rifle, a white belt with a black belt buckle, long black jeans, and a pair of thigh-high black boots with white accents. Her name is Sable, Ratchet's Adoptive Sister, and a Powerful Overlord as she doesn't own any souls due to the souls working for her of their own free will.

"Hey, sis, good to see you here," Ratchet says with a smile while going over to hug Sable as he wears his Wrath Ring Outfit, which consists of his mask, a long-sleeved high-collared opened black jacket with a white tank top underneath, a black strap wrapped around his body as it holds his Mark 3 Lancer Assault Rifle, long black pants, and a pair of black boots.

"Likewise, Little Bro," Sable says as she then turns to the surprised I.M.P. Crew with a smug smirk on her face. "Hello everyone."

"Uh...Ratchet...you never told us that your sister was a Hellhound." A surprised Lazlo says while wearing his Wrath Ring Outfit, which consists of a black cowboy hat with two holes that allow his pair of large backward curved black-and-white striped horns to pop out, a long-sleeved high-collared red/white-checkered opened jacket with no shirt underneath, a red scarf wrapped around his neck as it reaches down to his legs, a black belt with a red belt buckle that held his Chain-Sickle, long black pants, and no shoes.

"She's adopted," Ratchet said as Loona stood up and walked towards Sable.

"Hi, Sable," Loona says awkwardly with a soft smile on her face while rubbing her arm as she wore her Wrath Ring Outfit, which consists of a large spiked black choker, a ripped open high-collared sleeveless red-checkered jacket with a ripped black tank top underneath, ripped black shorts with red accents, and a pair of knee-high black boots with red accents.

"Been a long time, Loona," Sable says with a beaming smile as she hugs Loona.

"Wait, you guys know each other?" A surprised Blitzo asked as Ratchet nodded, and his boss could be seen wearing his Wrath Ring Outfit, which consisted of an opened red vest with white polka dots as he wears a high-collared long-sleeved light gray shirt underneath, a red belt, long black jeans, and a pair of thigh-high black boots with red accents.

"They lived in the same kennel," Ratchet explained as Loona nodded with a soft smile on her face.

"And she was the only one there who I actually considered a friend," Loona says as Sable nodded in agreement.

"Same, we became fast friends and protected each other there. I was there when Loona got adopted by Blitzo and wished her good luck when she left." Sable added with a warm smile as she hugged Loona.

"So, you're just as capable of fighting as we are, right?" Moxxie asked while struggling to carry luggage as he wore his Wrath Ring Outfit, which consists of a light gray vest with a high-collared long-sleeved white shirt underneath, a black bowtie, long dark gray pants, and a pair of thigh-high black boots with red accents.

"Bitch, please, I'm a very deadly and capable fighter/assassin just like my Brother over here. I mean, I was raised in the same kennel that Loona was in, I had to learn either how to fight or die." Sable says with an arrogant tone as she then grows serious and turns to Ratchet while gesturing at him to lower himself down as he does so. "Ratchet, I hate to say it, but Chameleon isn't here. I have used your Demon Horse to search the entire Wrath Ring but I couldn't find her at all." Sable says with a glare as an evil Demon named, 'Chameleon', has been trying to kill Ratchet and his family for years.

"Damn." Ratchet cursed before noticing his boss trying to walk over to Emerald as he gave him a stern glare. "Don't even try it, Blitz," Ratchet says as Blitzo freezes and pouts as Millie appears out of nowhere and walks over to Moxxie as she proceeds to grab her Husband and begin dragging him away.

"Anyway, y'all remember my husband Moxxie?" Millie asked while shoving a nervous Moxxie in front of her parents as they stared at him in disapproval.

"Greetings, Lin. Joe. How have you been, uh, with all the...flaming twisters and stuff around here?"

"We lost our old farm hand to one of them terrors last week."

"...Oh, crumbs...my bad. I am so sorry. I-I didn't mean to open that wound... sir." Moxxie says apologetically with a nervous laugh as an angry Blitzo steps forward.

"Hey, watch it! I'm the, 'sir', here, bucko!"

"Oh yeah. Y'all haven't met my boss Blitzo, his Hellhound, and our other fellow Co-Workers, Lazlo, and Ratchet. Oh, and I guess that other Hellhound is Ratchet's Sister, Sable." Millie says after getting over her surprise at seeing Sable as Loona glares at her in annoyance.

"I'm not just his Hellhound,"

"Yeah, she's my daughter!" An indignant Blitzo says while reaching over to grab Loona and pulling her to his side as she has an uncomfortable look on her face.

"Only on paper. Anyway, y'all don't deserve to know my name." Loona says while pulling out her phone as she begins texting on it, and Blitzo shrugs as he walks forward.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet the sperm and egg factory that popped out this little gem of an assassin. You two raised a sturdy bitch."

"Damn, right. I am proud to say that I love fighting with your Daughter. Not a lot of people can keep up with me in terms of strength and speed, but this little psychotic crazy cunt does." Lazlo says while flying over to grab Millie in a headlock and giving her a playful noogie as she grins widely and uses her tail to reach up and wrap around his neck as Millie proceeds to flip him down on the ground while front-flipping over to land on the ground as Joe and Lin smirked at this excitedly.

"And I'm Ratchet. It's nice to meet you both." Ratchet says while waving at them as he and Sable walk forward.

"So, I see that you two look strong. Got any training?" Joe asked as Ratchet and Sable nodded.

"Oh, yes, I've been trained to be an assassin since I was 13 years old and my first kill was when I was 16 years old, and one of the reasons that I decided to work for I.M.P, is because I can help punish and kill bad people on earth while getting paid for it."

"And I was trained to be an assassin ever since I was adopted. I'm not as experienced as Ratchet and his friends, but I'm a pretty skilled fighter in my own right." Sable bragged as Lin sighed heavily with a nostalgic look on her face

"Heh, it's nice to see our little Spitfire have so many friends. All of you remind me of my friends back during the war." Lin says as Joe sighs happily and flexes his biceps.

"Yep, nothing like a little war to make a strong man."

"I like you people," Blitzo says as Moxxie nervously raises his hand.

"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..." Moxxie ranted before noticing that his Wife made a, 'Cut it out', motion with her hands as Lin scowled angrily and Joe crossed his arms sternly. "I mean...war fun!"

"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...hands!" Joe says while flexing his muscles as Lazlo nods in agreement.

"True that, it's why I don't use guns that much because fighting hand to hand is more fun, even if I'm more of a weapons kind of guy."

"Why couldn't you marry our Daughter instead?" Lin moaned sadly with Lazlo and Millie flinched and blushed a bit as Blitzo snorted and turned to pat Moxxie in the back.

"Awww, don't be sad about your cute little baby hands, Mox. It matches your baby dick." Blitzo says while grabbing Moxxie's hand and reaching toward his crotch as his annoyed employee slaps his arm away.

"Refrain...sir."

"Hey, at least your baby dick is not as embarrassing as this," Blitzo says before coughing into his fist as he then began talking like a stereotypical Trucker. "Howdy, folks! I'm Moxxie, look at mah trucker hat!"

"I was going through a phase!" An annoyed and blushing Moxxie snapped as Lazlo and the others laughed amusedly at the memory of Moxxie going through his Trucker Hat Phase.

"Speakin' of strong hands, y'all should meet our newest help. Hey, Striker." Joe says as black flaming hooves can be seen clopping rapidly on the ground, and an Imp's spiky tail whips a black horse's flank as an Imp wearing a cowboy hat rides on a black Hell Horse with a fiery mane named, 'Bombproof', and said Hell Horse then leaps over a fence as he then rears up and roars in front of the group.

Standing before them is a 4'8-feet-tall, 35-year-old Male Imp Demon with a serpentine-like face as he has a pair of eyes that have bright yellow scleras and black irises that have dark green rings around them as well as black eyelids, shortcut ivory-colored hair in a slightly messy style with a pair of ivory-colored jagged-styled stripe pattern horns that pointed upwards, thick black eyebrows, no ears/nose with a small black mustache, a wide mouth that was filled with sharp light yellow teeth inside and had a dull gold fang sticking out, a pair of four-fingered muscularly arms, pale red skin with a huge jagged and painful looking scar that runs down from his face right down to his legs and it glowed with blue/black energy every few seconds or so, a tall muscularly slim build, with four black stripes at the base and a single black stripe on his tail-fork as he also has eight red and black spikes on the base of his tail, a pair of pointed pale red feet with boot-like heels, and wears a Southern Cowboy-outfit, which features a large stereotypical-looking gray hat with two holes that allows his horns to pop out, a red bandana around his neck, a long-sleeved high-collared light gray jacket with slightly darker-colored lapels and 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, a black turtleneck which itself is worn under a dark gray vest that is held together by two small yellow buttons underneath, a pair of black fingerless gloves, long ivory-colored jeans that are ripped at the thighs, and a pair of knee-high dark gray cowboy boots with red cuffs and toes as he could also be seen holding a straw of wheat in his mouth. His name is Striker, a Hitman, and works as a farmhand for the Rough n' Tumbleweed Ranch.

"Well, howdy." Striker greeted while tipping his hat as he then got off his horse. "Oh, lookie here! You must be the famous Mildred. Heard some good things about you from your folks, little lady." Striker says while taking Millie's hand as he winked at her, and Millie laughs sheepishly. "What're y'all doin' so far away from Imp City? Heh, the free workin' finally slowin' down?"

"Oh, no. Freelance isn't free. It's a...never mind. We're just visitin' for the festival. The prince is our boss' boyyyyfrieeeend." Millie says with a dramatic tone while cupping her hands and winking suggestively as Blitzo rolls his eyes dryly.

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

"Boss, huh...? Ohhh, so YOU'RE the bold Imp to start his own killing biz?" Striker asked as Blitzo shrugged with a smug grin on his face.

"Yeah, well if you're good at somethin', you should probably capitalize."

"Not many Imps start businesses on their own. That's pretty impressive, sir."

"Didn't he literally insulted our work like a minute ago?" A bewildered Lazlo whispered to Ratchet as he shrugged.

"So you even conned that ditzy blueblood into gettin' you to the surface?" Striker asked as he shook hands with Blitzo.

"Well, it's long and complicated, but the short answer is yes...although, he's not like, you know...w-we're y...we're not, like...we're not doing it...we...what's betw...it's a transactional fucking, you see."

"Understood. Also, from one Imp to another, I should warn you that you never know who's keeping secrets from you." Striker says while looking at Ratchet as he looks weirded out by his stare.

"...Uh...anyway...I have to ask, what's up with that scar? It looks familiar." Ratchet says while pointing over at Strike's Magical Scar, which glowed blue/black as Lazlo perked up.

"Wait, I recognize that Magic Scar anywhere. That's the Mark of the Vigilante Sinner of Hell."

"Oh, yeah, you fought him?" A curious Ratchet asked as Striker flinched and narrowed his eyes angrily as he subtly shuddered in fear.

"Yes, I did, but I was able to beat him and-,"

"Isn't the Mark of the Vigilante Sinner basically Valkon giving his defeated Victims a reminder that signifies that the next time he sees you, Valkon will kill you?" Sable asked with a cheeky tone as Striker fumed and growled angrily.

"No, I'm not scared of facing that fuck toy of the Princess again and I can safely say that I hate his guts. He made my life a living Hell, no pun intended, since he arrived in Hell." Striker says with a deadly glare on his face as Joe turns to them.

"Y'know... you boys should enter the Pain Games," Joe suggested as Blitzo scuttled sideways over to him.

"I heard games! What games?! I'm in!"

"Every Harvest Festival, there's a competition to be the roughest, toughest bastard in Wrath," Lazlo explained as he placed his hands on his hips. "Although, I'm not allowed to compete anymore."

"Same. I wish that I could play." Millie says with a glare and a pout as she crossed her arms.

"Millie, you know you get too carried away. The last competition ended in eighteen separate funerals." Lin pointed out as Millie huffed and pointed over at Lazlo.

"I'm aware, but I only caused nine of them while Lazlo did seven and Sally May did two. Why does she still get to compete?"

"Your sister doesn't have a neighborhood head count."

"She so does!" Millie says just as her sister appears while carrying around a sack, and a small Imp drags a dead Imp's body in the background.

Standing before them is a 4'5-feet-tall, 20-year-old Female Imp Demon with a pair of eyes that have yellow sclera and black slit-like pupils with long black eyelashes protruding from them and has a single white scar over her right eye and on her notched eyebrow, long charcoal-colored hair with white-colored roots and messy bangs that covered her left eye as it was tied into a high-hanging ponytail with the help of a brown hair tie, a pair of serrated black-and-white-striped horns planted atop her head, thin black eyebrows, no ears/nose, a wide mouth with black lipstick, a sharp chin, H-Cup Breasts, a pair of slim red four-fingered arms, Light Maroon Skin, a tall yet voluptuous build, a long red tail that ends with a triangular point, a heart-shaped big bubble butt, a pair of slim red four-toed legs, and her outfit consists of a red bandana with holes wrapped around the back of her head, a sleeveless, black turtleneck crop top with various tears at the bottom, a black belt with an oval-shaped dark gray buckle, gray-beige short-shorts, heavily ripped black leggings, and a pair of grey-beige cowboy ankle boots. Her name is Sallie May, Joe and Lin's Younger Daughter, Millie's Little Sister, and one of the Farmhands for the Rough n' Tumbleweed Ranch.

"It doesn't count if they don't find the bodyyyyyy!" Sallie May says with a sing-song voice while walking away with the Imp as Millie seethes.

"I want to join in," Ratchet says as Lin smiles and turns to an angry Millie.

"See? You can still root for Sallie May, your brothers, and now you can also cheer on your boss and co-worker." Lin says as Moxxie then walks over to put a hand on her shoulder.

"Y'know, she can also cheer for me too."

"Wait, you?" A disbelieving Joe asked while wheezing over laughing as he slapped his leg.

"Yeah, I can compete, can't I?" Moxxie asked just as an annoyed Lin elbows him hard in the side as he tears up in pain.

"Sorry, boy, but, I don't think sensitive, thespian types would last very long in the games."

"I was born here, too! I have some fight in me!" Moxxie says as Striker puts a hand on his shoulder.

"Huh. Well then, little fella...why don'tcha help me wrangle one o' them hogs for dinner?" Striker asked while pointing over to a large sleeping Hell Hog in a pigpen as a determined Moxxie nodded.

"Simple. Watch me." Moxxie says while pulling out his gun as Striker grins and shakes his head as he then hands him a dagger and rope.

"Nah...with these. Bullets can't pierce the shell. You gotta get the knife underneath and pry yourself an openin'," Striker says as Moxxie gulps nervously.

"Oh. Right, right. I knew that." Moxxie says as Blitzo leans in toward him and grabs his shoulders.

"Now, just remember, your rep with the in-laws is on the line here. So, no pressure at all, you totally will not make an ass of yourself in front of everyone important in your life."

"Come on, Blitzo, don't psyche him out." A glaring Lazlo says as he then turned to Moxxie. "Don't worry, Mox, you have faced much more dangerous stuff than a Hell Hog. You got this." Lazlo says as Moxxie smiles awkwardly and nods as he steps forward but is stopped by a worried Millie.

"Mox, you don't need to do this."

"Oh, he kind of does. It's too late to back out now or else he will look like a pussy." Ratchet says as Moxxie nods and enters the Pig Pen.

"Kick its ass, Moxxie!" Sable cheered with Loona raising an eyebrow at her as she shrugged. "What? I like his moxie...pun intended." Sable says with a wink as Loona rolls her eyes playfully and goes back to her phone as Moxxie nervously walks forward with knife in hand as he then jumps forward and wraps the rope around the Hell Hog's neck as Millie's Husband moves the knife down and it struck harmlessly against the beast's hide as the Hell Hog roared and runs around, trying to buck Moxxie off.

"Fuck yeah, Moxxie! Ride it, Moxxie! Make it that bitch you won't call back in the morning!" Blitzo cheered as Loona grinned and recorded a video on her phone.

"This is fucking beautiful."

"Doin' great, Moxxie!" Blitzo yelled as he then turned to Loona. "Send me that video later."

"Guys, come on." A disapproving Ratchet says while Millie watches on in concern as Moxxie yelps and looks up as Striker leaps and pushes him out of the way as he twirls the dagger in his hand and lifts it in the air with a smug grin as the Imp Hitman brings down the knife and slaughters the Hell Hog.

"Don't worry, little one, you never stood a chance," Striker says to Moxxie mockingly with his tail rattling like a snake as he walks away with the dead Hell Hog over his shoulder and Moxxie growls at him as even Lazlo and Ratchet glare at him for what he said as Lin and Joe, however, snort and began laughing loudly.

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"Hey, boss man. You and your employees wanna help the men skin this thing for dinner?"

"Oh, I am always down to skin the manly meat with the manly men!"

"That's what she said!" Loona says as she, Sable, and Lazlo snorted amusedly.

"What, 'Who said'?! Wait, what bitch is talking shit about me?! Is it that Martha bitch again?! I keep telling her that our job isn't to kill Sinners, so we can't kill Mayberry like she wants us to!"

"Not to mention that none of us have any Angelic Weaponry to kill Mayberry even if we wanted to anyway," Ratchet added dryly as he and the others walked off while Millie went over to give Moxxie a cast on his left arm as he sighed sadly.

"Don't let 'em get to you, and hey, you don't need my parents to respect you. They will eventually."

"No, they won't." Sally May stated bluntly while appearing out of nowhere as Millie glared at her and growled. "What? I'm right, ain't I?"

"Oh, I'mma enter in those games." A serious Moxxie says as Millie gives him a concerned look.

"Hmm, how pissed would you be if I bet on your husband dyin' and I ask that cute Imp friend of yours for a quickie?" Sally May asked while pointing over at the retreating form of Lazlo as Millie glared at her again, and we then fast forward in time to the Harvest Festival as we see Wally Wackford standing on stage with a microphone.

"Welcome, I say-a, welcome-a all to Wrath-a Ring's-a annual-a Harvest-a Moon-a-Festival! To kick things up, we have the great prince Stolas-a, here to usher in this here Pain Games!" Wally says as Stolas appears and takes the microphone.

"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!" Stolas says as a crowd of Imps glares at him, and boos are heard. "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! Especially that sexy little one there...yoo-hoo! Blitzy~!" Stolas says with a lustful tone while waving at Blitzo as he glares.

"Ugh, fuck me..."

"Trust me! Stolas would love to do that!" A mischievous Lazlo screamed while cupping his hands around his mouth and sat in the stands with Millie, Loona, and Sable.

"Fuck you, Lazlo!" Blitzo snapped just as a gun went off and the Pain Games began as Moxxie instantly got trampled with a yelp as the other Imps raced down the trail and Striker climbed up a wooden ramp structure while Blitzo and Ratchet leaped/flew down ahead of him as Moxxie tried to catch up, but accidentally fall off the structure and falls down into a small puddle as he gets chewed up and thrashed by a monstrous black and white shark as we then see Striker grinning smugly at Blitzo who has his legs, arms, and horns tied behind him as a muscular Imp holds a rope and grins at a scared Moxxie as we see a grunting Ratchet tying up an annoyed Sallie May, who struggled very hard to ignore Millie laughing loudly at her defeat and taking pictures of her as we then see Striker, Blitzo, Ratchet, and Moxxie team up in a tug-of-war match with Sallie May and a few others as Moxxie falls into the water and the shark attacks him again as we then see a wrestling match in the mud between Blitzo and Striker before getting blindsided by a charging Ratchet as a group of Imps does a football huddle on top of Moxxie and the shark leaps over the fence and elbow-drops on him.

"MOTHERFUC-!"

"I say, I say, for the first year ever, we have a three way tie for the winner of the Harvest Moon Pain Games!" A grinning Wally says as we fast forward in time and we cue to the end of the Pain Games as we see him and Stolas standing on stage with a crowd of Imps standing before them as a defeated, bruised, and injured Moxxie is forced to sit with the rest of the I.M.P. Crew.

"The winners are...Striker, my Baby Daughter's Crush, aaaaand my darling Blitzy~!"

"Just say my name RIGHT! Fuckin' dick!" A frustrated Blitzo says while he, Ratchet, and Striker walk onto the stage as the crowd cheers.

"Alright. So, he has the, 'physical advantage', but I'm better at other things, like singing!"

"I'd like to take this opportunity to sing a quick song I wrote just now, about me winnin',"

"OH, WHAT THE FUCK?!" An angry Moxxie snapped while pulling out his guitar as he began singing.

"Sweet victory...I smell the smell." Striker says while kicking a squealing fangirl Imp in the face, sending her back to a group of Imps who then maul her. "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! Every time I tryyyy, I push it and succeed! Every first attempt of every single deed! I'm totally the best! Me!" Striker sang as Blitzo arrived with a slice of cheese on a stick and sat next to the others as Ratchet appeared and sat down next to his Boss.

"Isn't this guy great?"

"Eh, I don't know, I get major creep vibes from him," Ratchet says as Blitzo shrugs.

"Well, I think that it's gonna be nice workin' with him," Blitzo says as he pours hot sauce on his cheese and takes another bite of it.

"Working with him-WHAT?!" A surprised Moxxie asked as Lazlo and the others looked apprehensive about what Blitzo said.

"Yeaaaah! I asked him if he wants to join I.M.P.,"

"But, sir, you barely know anything about him." Lazlo pointed out as Blitzo shrugged.

"Eh, I barely knew anything about you guys when you joined I.M.P., so how is this any different?"

"...You asked...but..." Moxxie trailed off while looking visibly hurt as Blitzo looked at him in confusion, and Millie gave her Husband a concerned look.

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

"...the super cool me, handsome guy...and Moxxie, go fuck yourself!" Striker says while finishing his song as Moxxie tears up and leaves with Millie as Lazlo, Ratchet, and Sable share a serious look and nod as they stand up from their bleachers and leave as the crowd cheers loudly for the Hitman Imp.

Volcanoes with fiery spheres floating above them are revealed as we see Blitzo lying down on the ground and looking admiringly at Bombproof as he feasts on an animal carcass, and we see Lazlo and Ratchet helping Millie and her family load up jack-o-lanterns into a truck as, inside the cottage, Moxxie could be seen glumly walking up some stairs and notices light shining through the bottom of a door, which belongs to Striker's Room as he went over to open the door and peers around as he notices the light coming from a box and walks over to see a bunch of rifles with glowing designs in a huge open gun case.

"Oh, my crumbles! A whole group of genuine Carmine-Crafted Blessing-Tipped Rifles! How...How in the fuck did he get eight o' these?!"

"Why don't you ask me, little dude?" Striker asked while leaning against the door frame behind him as a surprised Moxxie whirled around to face him.

"Shit! W-Why do you have these...you are aware these kinds of weapons can kill-,"

"Demon Royalty?"

"Yes. That." Moxxie says as Striker rolls his eyes and flicks his wheat stalk away.

"No shit. That's kinda the point." Striker says while running his claws along the door as he closes the door and advances menacingly toward Moxxie with a sinister grin on his face.

"Okay, well I'm-I'm relatively concerned by your possession of these...I'm also glad that my friends' and I's instant dislike of you has been validated-UGH!" Moxxie says before gagging in surprise as Striker stretches his tail over to wrap around his neck and tosses him over to collide against the wall as the Hitman Imp wasted no time in rushing over to leap on top of Moxxie's body, winding him as Striker reached over to grab his neck and began trying to choke him to death as Millie's Husband hisses and tries to claw at him as he then glances over to see a lamp on a table and kicks the table as the lamp crashes into Striker, and thankfully, Millie was able to hear the crash from outside as Moxxie stands up and races toward the door as he pulls the door open, but Striker roughly pulls him back by his tail and covered Moxxie's mouth and begins to strangle him as he chuckles evilly when Moxxie begins to lose consciousness.

"Pathetic." Striker insulted just as a feral and enraged Millie appeared out of nowhere and stabbed him in the back with a knife, causing him to scream in pain and let go of a weak Moxxie as his Wife stabbed Striker repeatedly in the back and then leaped onto his back as she proceeds to bite into his shoulder and ripped off a piece of his flesh as the Hitman Imp roared in pain and proceeds to slams Millie off against the wall, breaking her arm in the process as a now-bleeding Millie collapses next to Moxxie while clutching her broken arm in pain as an angry Striker then went over to grab both of them by their hair and dragged the Young Couple away as we fast forward in time and we see him tossing them into a cellar as Millie cries out in pain when her foot gets caught in a bear trap. "I'd kill y'all, but I feel like there's more leverage with your rodeo clown of a boss and idiotic employees if I don't! Plus, you little things ain't worth the clean up!" Striker says with an evil laugh while closing the cellar doors as a glaring Moxxie runs up to try to push the doors open, but they won't budge as he curses and then whirls around to go down and check on a heavily injured Millie.

"Millie, oh, Satan!"

"Moxxie, I'm fiiiine." Millie says while rolling her eyes playfully as she smiles weakly and beared through the pain. "I got worse than this during the flower tufts at my Brother's Weddin', but I caught that fuckin' bouquet and it was fuckin' worth it. You just have to get out there, and fuck up that brownnosin' cocksucker for me."

"But I can't break through it. I'm not strong enough." Moxxie says as Millie leans over to kiss him reassuringly and lovingly.

"Not with your hands, baby, use what you're good at."

"I'm not good with my hands?" A worried Moxxie asked as Millie raised an eyebrow at him with an unamused expression on her face. "Ohhhh. Right. Yeah. Yeah." Moxxie says while reaching behind him to pull out a pistol and fire a hole in the door as he climbs up to push the doors open. "I...I probably should've used this earlier, huh?"

"...I love you, hun...but, for fuck's sake!" A frustrated and angry Millie snapped as we fast forward in time, and we cue back over to the Harvest Moon Festival as we see Stolas on stage and magically flip through the grimoire as we see Loona and Sable attending the festival.

"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!" Stolas says while creating a portal as the clouds swirl and reveal a glowing orange full moon in the sky as the crowd oohs in wonder, and unknown to them, Striker can be seen residing from his room in Millie's Family Farm and chuckles darkly as he looked through the scope of his weapon and noticed a bunch of Imps standing around with Loona and Sable being close by as there was also a couple of disguised Demons standing around, but the Hitman Imp discarded them as he was able to find Stolas and quickly aimed his Angelic Steel Riffle over at his forehead, planning to shoot him, but stopped as a click is heard behind him and turned his head to see a glaring Blitzo aiming his flintlock pistol at him.

"Uh, excuse me? The FUCK?!"

"Bliiiitzo! I thought you were still at the ceremony!" A surprised Striker says as he turns to him.

"You thought I wanted to stand around with a buncha hillbillies excited about corn n' shit with a thirsty owl on stage?!"

"Huh, and now you seem disappointed in me."

"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," Blitzo says sarcastically as Striker laughs evilly and places his Angelic Riffle down on the ground as he steps forward.

"Well, you will be surprised to hear this, but I was sent to kill both Stolas and Ratchet. I tried to see if he was in the Harvest Moon Festival crowd but to no avail." Striker says with a disappointed sigh as Blitzo is really confused about why he would want to kill Ratchet since he's not of Demon Royalty like Stolas is. "Come on now, Blitzo, you know, the two of us are superior than most of our kind. Hell, even that Lazlo prick is one too. Anyway, 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 says while walking around Blitzo, who appears conflicted as he then aims his gun when Striker moves in the shadows. "Why struggle to run a business that is rigged against you? When you could partner up with me and kill...the unkillable?" Striker asked while pinning a seemingly frightened Blitzo against the wall. "Like that Former Overlord Valkon, the one that treats you like a plaything, or maybe...even the Seven Deadly Sins and the Prime Demon Royal Family~?" Striker asked as Blitzo grinned in lust.

"Ooh, that's kinda hot."

"We could be the most dangerous beings in Hell, Blitzo, especially when you recruit your employee, Lazlo."

"Wow, that was a good fuckin' pitch." An impressed Blitzo says as Striker shrugs and moves his gun away.

"Been workshoppin' it."

"Y'know what? Fuck it. I'm in." Blitzo says as Striker grinned ominously, but then yelped in surprise when a Chain-Sickle zoomed through the window and wrapped around his body as a smirking Lazlo flew into the room as he landed on the ground.

"Thanks for the distraction, Boss. Hey, Moxxie, catch." Lazlo says while wrapping his tail around the Angelic Rifle and tossing it over to land in Moxxie's hand just as he steps into the room as Millie's Husband aims it at a stunned Striker.

"Took ya long enough, boys. Ha-ha, oh man, wow, you should've seen your dipshit face." Blitzo says with a laugh as he then looks down to see Striker holding the knife in his other hand from behind.

"Wow...whoa, okay. Cliché much?" Blitzo asked with an annoyed tone just as Striker pointed Blitzo's pistol over at Moxxie as he fired a bullet at him, which he was able to block with his Angelic Weapon. "Oh, you daddy fucker!" Blitzo cursed while biting into Striker's arm, causing him to scream in pain before reaching up to grab the chain and pulling a surprised Lazlo over to collide against his Boss, sending them flying over to bash against Moxxie, knocking them all down into the ground and making Millie's Husband lose his grip on his Angelic Rifle as a maliciously laughing Striker went over to bend down and grab the weapon as he then aimed it at the I.M.P. Crew.

"You dumb fucks lost the upper hand fast, huh?"

"Ha, you seem to have forgotten something, fucko!" Blitzo says while whistling for Loona, who hears and sighs in irritation whilst using her phone as Sable is also able to hear his whistle and grows serious as she turns to talk with her Hellhound Bestie. "...Ugh, fucking damn it, Loona..."

"It's a damn shame, Blitzo. We and Lazlo might have made a good team...oh, well, I guess that I will just kill you three, Millie, Ratchet, and then those Hellhounds."

"Yeah, sorry, but I don't work with assholes like you...oh, and you seem to forget that there are six of us! Fuck him up, Ratchet!" Lazlo ordered just as multiple bullets appeared as Striker was barely able to avoid them, but one of the bullets was able to slash through his throat, permanently damaging his vocal cords due to Ratchet being able to steal one of his spare Carmine-Crafted Blessing-Tipped Rifles from his room as the Hitman Imp held his bleeding throat in pain as he lost the grip of his Angelic Rifle and Moxxie quickly stretched his tail over to grab it just as Ratchet flew into the room and delivered multiple strong punches across his face while Blitzo races towards Striker and knocks his head with a lamp as a smirking Lazlo ran forward while spinning his Chain-Sickle around rapidly as he proceeds to slash across Striker's face repeatedly and then raised his leg to kick him against the wall hard enough that it cracked out and he barfed out blood as Loona's Boyfriend then spun around the Hitman Imp's body, tying him up with his Chain-Sickle as he then reached over to grab his left arm.

"This is for Millie, you fucker!" A furious Lazlo says while delivering a mighty karate chop against his left arm, breaking it as Striker screams in pain just as Ratchet slams his weapon against his face, sending him stumbling to the corner of the room as the I.M.P. Crew went over to surround him threateningly.

"Heh, I still think it's embarrassing. You're wastin' a lot of potential relyin' on weak little-," Striker grunted out with his voice sounding different and barfed out blood as he was about to speak more before getting interrupted by Moxxie firing a shot near his head as he glared at him smugly.

"You gonna finish that fucking sentence... pard'ner? Who's weak now, BITCH-?!" Moxxie asked before getting slammed by the door as Loona kicked it open to enter the room with Sable.

"Okay, we're here."

"Ugh, goddamn it, girls..." A groaning Lazlo says just as Striker narrows his eyes as he uses everyone's distraction to rush ahead and head towards the open window.

"Maybe you'll get me next time...Blitzy and Lazlo!" Striker says while escaping through the window as Blitzo and the others rush over to outside, only to see nothing as we then cut to the next morning, and we see the I.M.P. Crew packing up their stuff into their van with Lazlo and the others now packing up their new Carmine-Crafted Blessing-Tipped Rifles with their stuff as Lin bandages up Millie's arm while she sits with her foot in a cast.

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

"I was seein' red, Ma! And he was slippery!"

"Excuses! You're better than that, Mildred!" Lin scolded as Moxxie, who was struggling to fit his clothes and his new Angelic Rifle into a suitcase, turned to glare at Millie's Parents and stepped forward.

"Y'know, she protected me, and maybe I'm not a strong beefy dickhead, 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?! Shaaaaame on you!" Moxxie says with a firm glare as Blitzo is about to say something, only to be cut off by Ratchet as Joe glares at Moxxie curtly nods, and leaves.

"Wooow! He nodded! He's never acknowledged your input before!" A beaming and smiling Millie says while standing up on crutches and walking away as Moxxie perks up.

"Soooo, is that progress?" Moxxie asked hopefully as Millie nodded, and Ratchet turned to Sable.

"So, Sis, do you plan on joining the I.M.P. Crew?"

"Heh, sure, I would love to, Bro. However, I can't come back with you guys to your headquarters yet because I have to attend an Overlord Meeting in the Pride Ring tomorrow. Do you mind if I borrow Emerald to get around?" Sable asked as Ratchet smiled and nodded as we then cue over to the Hideaway Motel Vacancy-The Guy That Tried 2 Kill U Def Isn't Here, and we see Striker sitting on a bed while talking on the phone as he was covered with white bandages and his left arm was covered with a white cast.

"I failed to kill the targets at the festival, but don't worry, ma'am, it won't happen again."

"It better not! I want this cheating prick dead! And I also want that freaking loser that my Daughter has a crush on dead too! I don't care who you have to go through, MAKE IT HAPPEN!" Stella ordered with a sharp glare as we see her drumming her fingers on the table impatiently and sitting at a dinner table in Stolas's Mansion with said person, who is reading a book called, 'Imps in the Sheets', and Octavia sitting around her as Stolas pauses from eating to look at his wife in concern while Octavia bops her head to music tapping on the wine glass with her fork and was drawing images of herself and Ratchet surrounded by a big heart in her notebook while also reading a book called, 'How To Confess Your Crush To A Boy'.

"Understood," Striker says stoically while hanging up the phone as he uses his non-broken arm to twirl an Angelic Gun in his hand. "I'll get them next time," Striker says while chuckling evilly as he turns off the light, and his yellow eyes glow in the darkness to rattlesnake hisses.

And done. I hope that you guys enjoyed the chapter, and I can't wait to write the next one. Also, here is the Voice Actor for the OC:

Sable Calamity's Voice Actor: Ashleigh Ball, specifically the voice that she uses for the character Applejack from My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic.

Anyway, as always, I will catch you all next time.