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Thanks for the review, I wasn't really sure about writing a fanfic for this particular franchise, especially since I already have a lot of other stuff going on, but I took a shot anyway. I won't be updating on a crazy rate or anything, but I will keep it up until I'm struggling to get is past a certain point a.k.a the show provides more content, lol.

Guest;

Thanks so much for pointing that out, I really have no idea why I was using deer to be fair, I fixed that mistake. I guess my head kinda scrambled due writing so many different things! Nah, it ain't nitpick, it's just a nice thing to point out so I could fix it later. Thanks again!

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"Urgh, Loony! Did you make the reports from our last jobs?!"

"Maybe? I don't know."

"We need to do those, otherwise those shitheads from the fucking accountability department will be on my ass the entire month!"

"Why we do those again?"

"Because we need to prove these jerks that we are running a legitimate business and not doing something shifty."

"Pretty sure that using a portal to reach the human world and commit murder would classify as shifty, sir."

"Oh my fucking, Moxxie, shut the fuck up. Either help Loony make the papers or just scram!"

"I don't need his help. I will see those papers, say... don't you three have a reunion or something?"

Blitzo stared at the Hellhound, who was currently sitting behind the office desk, in bewilderment. He has actually forgotten they were suppose to meet a client at this time of the day. His eyes shifted towards Moxxie, who was currently busy mumbling something under his breath while busying himself with a cup of coffee. Millie, his other colleague, was sitting at the sofa, looking mildly bored while looking at the TV.

The last few days had been rather quiet for I.M.P, no one called for their services, which was rather odd considering their growing popularity in this particular line of work. Blitzo was sure that their branch was still being televised, so there was little that he could guess as to why no one called yet after two very uneventful weeks. So the fact they finally have something going got him in a more cheerful mood.

"Right! I'll be getting things ready and to look decent before our client arrives, make sure to send me the files when you're done. Moxxie, Millie, let's go. We have things to do." Blitzo called as he made his way to the nearest door, followed by a more cheerful female Imp and a grumpy male one. "Oh, and if the client arrives just point them to the meeting room, we will be ready real quick."

Blitzo awaited for Millie and Moxxie to move to the meeting room before following behind them, giving Loona a thumbs up before closing the door. The Hellhound huffed at Blitzo's cheerfulness.

'Finally, no more noise.' Loona thought, relieved at being left alone for once that day. She lazily started pulling the drawer and searching for the documents from their previous employments. She groaned as it became apparent the amount of papers she would need to get through in order to sort all the files correctly. 'Urgh, fuck me! Why can't we just use the damn computer! This crap takes forever to sort. Blitzo and his fucking appeal for the old stuff.'

Loona distracted herself with her phone, scrolling down her message app in search of any news from her limited contacts. Obviously there was not much, even Vortex hadn't text her in a while, not that he would anyway. They were barely acquainted and the male Hellhound was likely more concerned with chatting with his girlfriend than some stranger he met for a day.

"So much for that talk about getting some friends." Loona said bitterly, annoyed and saddened by the feeling of being left forgotten again. "Shouldn't have expected any-

Loona stopped herself as she heard bangs coming from the front door, frowning at the typical rudeness of yet another lousy client. She wasn't really in the mood to get up and invite whoever it may be inside.

"Door's open!" She shouted towards the entrance. The banging stopped, followed by the slow twist of the doorknob, the infuriating creaking sound of the hinges reached Loona's long ears with impunity. "Urgh, open it faster! For fuck's sa-

Again she cut herself short once her eyes raised towards the door. There were three creatures coming in at once, two of them looked your average scumbag from the everyday life in Hell, but the third one...

'Wait a second.' Loona stared at them with a suspicious glare. 'I'm pretty sure there's no sheep in Hell, who are these guys?'

The first one looked like a regular Imp, even if some of the usual features looked distorted, his eyes were looking around the room warily. He paid Loona no mind at all. The second one was hard to describe, something that once resembled an animal of some sort, but turned into something rather weird looking, her eyes glowing red and Loona felt the malicious glare of that creature being directed at the Hellhound. The third one... a purple sheep. Loona had to take a few seconds to process that the sheep definitely wasn't any kind of demon or unholy creature at all. In fact, perhaps the most common type of creature to be found in the Human world, if not some other type of plain of existence. There was something about him that Loona simply couldn't put to words.

"About time you showed up, Blitzo is waiting for you all. Take the far door on the left." Loona said with a bored tone, although she was mildly intrigued by this group. It was unusual for clients to bring company.

"W-wait, we're being expected?"

Loona frowned, her suspicious growing exponentially. Not only because of the question itself, but also that the one who talked was the purple sheep himself. There was nothing on his voice that would even remotely sound threatening, rude or carrying an undertone of second intents. It was clear that he was not a Hell creature.

"Huh, yeah? You did make an appointment after all." She explained to them as if they were a bunch of morons. They all shared a glance, suddenly looking slightly hesitant about whatever they were up to.

"Say, who did the appointment, did they left any names?" The female looking creature asked, Loona raised an eyebrow. Despite the more appropriate appearance she also sounded softer than she should.

"Nah, they really didn't left any names, only that the job was about taking revenge on someone who wronged them in regards to murdering a poor old man by mistake. Their words, not mine."

The strange group chattered among themselves following these words, much to Loona's annoyance. The Hellhound was about to get up and scare them into the next room, they were nowhere as tall as her and couldn't hope to be as fast either. Yet, as soon Loona started to raise from her seat she found herself freezing at the sight of two guns being pointed her way.

"It seems there has been a change of plans." The male Imp said, looking at her with an unsettling glare. "Laid down on the floor, or die."

'What?!' Loona stood still, looking at them in a mix of disbelief and rage. She was already envisioning cutting their throats and ripping their members and flesh apart, but there was no hope she would dodge those guns. It was one thing to fight those dumbasses from D.H.O.R.K.S that used fancy sword and other stupid nonsense, but actual guns?

"Laid down bitch, unless you want some holes on that ugly face of yours." Said the female monstrosity, much to Loona's increasing rage. She growled at the group, but that only made them aim higher towards her face. "And don't try to call for help, it will only end one way for you."

Seeing no way out of this nightmare, the Hellhound had no choice but to slowly submit herself to the humiliation, she slowly moved away from the table, bending her knees slowly.

"On your knees, hands behind your head and no funny tricks. Behave and we might decide not to kill you." The Imp said, but it seemed the third member wasn't very in agreement with that threat.

"We already planned on taking the demons out, she has nothing to do with this." He said, sounding conflicted and upset at the same time. "This isn't part of the plan Cletus."

"The plan is whatever it takes for us to do what we have to." The Imp retorted menacingly. The sheep huffed, not really in agreement with that mentality.

"Quit being a coward for once Collin, since you're so concerned about this... monster, why don't you get her on your gun sight and make sure she won't hurt herself."

"That's rich coming from the horrid sight you're right now." Loona retorted with a snicker. Keenie growled as she raised her gun again, but Collin came in between them, his glare landing on the female sheep.

"I will take point on this, you two go do what you want." He said firmly, much to Keenie's surprise. She scoffed while making her way to the office's far door alongside Cletus. Collin raised his gun towards the Hellhound, but it became evident that he was aiming far too low to be landing a killing shot.

"Who the fuck are you guys anyway. Who sent you?" Loona demanded, looking at each of them with nothing but pure hatred. Whoever they were, it was clear for her they were on a mission to kill someone, and most likely it was Blitzo. Fear gripped at her heart for few seconds, the urge to scream for Blitzo about the imminent danger was nearly uncontrollable.

"Shut up you whore, otherwise we will drag your corpse to use as bullet sponge." Cletus said with a hiss.

Collin glanced at the other two briefly, his doubts about this whole course of action already getting him to think on alternatives. What Cletus just said crossed a huge line in the sheep's opinion. There was no more doubt in Collin's mind that the other two were far gone from any reasonable outcome. They became as dangerous and evil as the demons from Hell itself.

His purple eye's found the Hellhound's red ones, he found rather strange that her irises where white with black pupils. Maybe it was a Hellhound trait, he really never learned much of other creatures from Hell that weren't the usual demons of always. She resembled a wolf in all aspects, except that she had a ridiculous amount of hair despite already having fur. Her clothing was very questionable, but it's not like anyone in Hell would care anyway. Collin risked another glance to confirm that Cletus and Keenie were out of ear range before muttering to the wolfness.

"Say, why you're here? You work for them?" He asked on a near whisper. Loona, who was growling under her breath for the last minute, came to a stop as she glared at the male sheep.

"Why the fuck it matters to you?" She cut back, albeit quietly. Collin shrugged.

"Thing is... I had no intention of doing any of this, I don't really... want to kill anyone. These two, they... used to be my friends, but they changed and... I cannot really say I will stuck with what they are. I just can't."

Loona raised an eyebrow, this conversation took a turn she did not expect. It was crystal clear that the sheep had no intent of hurting anyone, but the fact he was actually admitting it? That was surprising. Yet, her concern for Blitzo increased as the seconds went by, knowing that there was little Moxxie and Millie would do if they came under point blank fire without warning.

"I will not stand and let them kill Blitzo, so if you won't shoot me get the fuck out of my way." She warned, displaying her sharp teeth to show she means business. Collin stared for few seconds, the gun in his hand shaking before he let if drop along with his arm. The wolf blinked, astonished that he actually gave up so easily.

"Why this Blitzo means so much to you?" Collin asked, looking curious while he took slow steps back away from the wolfness. "Is because he is your employer?"

Loona had no reason to tell him her motives, she slowly stood on her legs at full length, looking down at the sheep with a look of confusion and... curiosity?

"Nah." She said while cracking the joints on her hands, reading herself for the fight ahead. "He's my... well, errr, father figure." Collin eye's widened. He stood with his mouth agape while staring at her in disbelief. Loona, noticing his shock, looked back at him with annoyance. "What?"

"I... does... you're adopted?" He asked uncertainly. She nodded, a huff of impatience as the wolfness went in search for her weapons. She swore once she realized that the weapons were misplaced elsewhere in the office. "So... does that mean... he... loves you?"

Loona came to a pause, looking back at the sheep as if he was some kind of alien entity. He stuttered under her unsettling glare.

"I-I mean, I-I say that cause... we were always led to believe that Hell is nothing but pain, misery, and... well, other horrible things."

"Look, I don't know what you're on about, but I need to get your shitty friends, once I'm done ripping them apart, I will think of answering your question. That if I don't find easier to just kill you." She said, sounding tired and upset. Collin swallowed dry.

"Huh... you're gonna kill me?" He asked meekly.

Loona sighed. Normally she would've just killed the fool the moment he put his gun down, but for whatever reason she saw no need to do so. Perhaps he simply wasn't a threat, or she just didn't feel he was the problem to be dealt with at the moment. Yet, she simply could not think of a proper reason to just kill him, not to mention that the sheep was giving his friends up for her sake, that... that was a lot to just ignore.

"Why you're letting me go, though? You do know I will kill them." She asked, looking back at him with a narrowed look. Collin just shrugged helplessly.

"It's just... this isn't right."

"That's quite a pathetic reason."

"Doesn't mean it isn't true."

Loona regarded him for a moment longer before rushing after the other two abominations, Cletus and Keenie had already made their way to the next room. Collin sighed heavily, making his way to the couch nearby, taking in all the weird decorations of the office. Once he finally took a seat he heard a fair amount of yelling, shots beings fired, objects breaking and the awful noise of flesh being ripped apart. The sheep closed his eyes, fighting the tears that were growing uncontrollably. He didn't want this, he never wanted for things to end like this. Cletus and Keenie didn't deserve such an horrible end, but after everything that happened following their fall, Collin could not bring himself to ignore the fact that Cletus and Keenie lost themselves into their own madness. He brought his knees up to hide behind, hugging them as he fought to ease the pain of the betrayal.

"Fuck me! Of all days to having to deal with some fucking lunatics, of course it would be today! Nice job there Loony, that was a close one!"

"Well, you can't really thank me for it. They had me cornered when they got in."

"Huh? But how did you manage to help us? You escaped the other fucker that was keeping you at gun point?"

"...that's the thing... he wasn't. He... let me go."

"What?!"

Collin remained still as the sounds of several footsteps were growing closer. A few seconds later the other demons entered the room alongside the Hellhound. Her eyes found the sheep frozen at the couch, looking every bit as pitiful one could look in his current position. Despite the events that transpired moments earlier, she couldn't but feel slightly bad for his predicament.

"Wait, is that... no way!" Moxxie said, looking at the sheep with incredulity. "He's one of the Cherubs!"

"Cherubs? Wh-

Loona was about to ask for an explanation but the sight of Blitzo raising his gun towards the sheep got her on the move immediately, she came at the last second to knock the gun away from his hand as it fired randomly into the wall.

"Ow! Loona! What the hell!?" Blitzo shouted, confused and irritated as he glared towards the Hellhound. Loona merely scoffed at him before explaining herself.

"I know you live for the the thrill of killing and all, but that one is the only reason why we are not all dead today." She said firmly, much to their surprise. "I don't say I wouldn't kill him or anything, but I'm not that ungrateful to not recognize when someone allows me to live a bit longer."

"You cannot be serious! He's a Cherub! We should be killing them for fun, especially if they are so willing to come down here! Speaking of it... how did these assholes get here anyway?"

"That is a good question." Millie said, she was holding an giant ax and looking at the sheep with hunger. Loona frowned at her, immediately sensing Millie's intent. "What? I'm not doing anything... yet."

"Perhaps we can ask the Cherub how they got this far into Hell?" Moxxie suggested much to Blitzo's chagrin. "And if what Loona said is true, maybe not kill him? Cause it really doesn't seems fair at all, all things considered."

"What an absolute retard thing to say. What are you two smoking lately?" Blitzo shot back, looking even more annoyed towards Loona and Moxxie. He usually wouldn't get mad at the Hellhound without a good reason, but this was one of these cases Blitzo couldn't simply bring himself to side with the wolfness.

"Blitzo! We are not killing anyone else today, the other two fucktards were the only problem we had to deal with. This one here won't be a problem, so do us a favor and don't turn it into another one!"

Blitzo stood speechless as Loona glared down at him, feeling a bit helpless in regards to his stance on the matter. He groaned, furious and frustrated as he saw he wouldn't get any convincing done to his side.

"Fine, fine! We won't kill the asshole then, whatever you say! Moxxie! Go clean that mess back there!"

"But I di-"

"Hurry up! Take Millie to help if it's too much work for you."

Moxxie glared before walking back to the previous room, muttering curses while followed by a rather disappointed Millie. Blitzo sighed, finally walking towards the sheep while followed by the vigilant Hellhound.

"I said I was not going to kill it." He complained once he took notice of Loona walking by his side. She snorted.

"Like I would believe you when it comes about not killing something or someone."

Collin could feel the presence of the other two right near him, he could sense Loona's dooming figure staring down at him while the Imp would burn holes with his narrowed glare.

"Alright you dipshit, you better start telling us how you and your group of sickos managed to get this far into this side of town! That and how you even got to Hell in the first place. Cooperate and we might kill you quickly."

"Blitzo!"

"Urgh, fine! We may just torture you horribly but keep you alive long enough."

"You're not making this any better!"

"Why should I?! Who gives a fuck about what he feels?!"

"Look! I know I may not look the case but, this guy... he betrayed these other two, okay? It seems to me it was a big deal. He did it without a really good reason, at least for me. They could've killed me Blitzo! Even if you two came after the shot it would've been too late, are you saying you don't care I'm not dead!?"

"What?! Of course not! I'm... glad you're okay Loony. I just..." Blitzo paused, looking conflicted as he stared down at the cowered sheep, unsure of how to proceed in regards to the angel. "This doesn't make any sense! Why a Cherub would spare a Hellhound? Or other demons in consequence of that?"

"How the fuck would I know!? It doesn't matter anyway, we are not dead because of him! So do me a favor and don't fucking kill him, okay!?"

"Urrrghhh, fiiiineee, I won't kill your precious cuddly toy!" Blitzo half moaned, half mocked. Loona felt one of her eyes twitch as she glared down harder at the Imp. "What? He's like a toy, awfully colorful and childish looking."

The Hellhound sighed dramatically before turning away. She took few steps back her desk before coming to a stop, she looked back at the sheep hesitantly.

"Hey, huh... Collin, right?" He nodded lightly, enough for Loona to see his head moving. "Right, huh, so... maybe you should, I don't know. Get back home or something?"

"I... don't really have a place to go back to, even if I did I wouldn't know how to anyway." He replied slowly, finally raising his head to face the other two. Blitzo stood impatiently nearby, knowing full well he shouldn't interrupt Loona when she was having a more particular conversation with someone that not him. He learned to respect her privacy the hard way after the disaster that happened back at the Spring Break party.

"Speaking of that, how did you three end up here? Unless Heaven created some sort of magical portal that we are unaware off, not like they would come to Hell unless it was an extreme necessity." Blitzo asked forcefully. Collin gulped lightly.

"Well, we had help, this Imp called Striker, h-

"Fuck! Striker is behind this?!" Blitzo suddenly shouted, stomping his foot in anger, which made Collin flinch. He nodded hesitantly. "Fucking great! That snaky son of a bitch is trying to get back at us! Ohhh, this won't stand! I will make sure of it! Loona! Get me Stolas! He needs to know what's happening!"

"Don't you have his contact on your phone?" Loona retorted, looking to be coming back to her old self before all the murder attempts. "Also, I will take a quick brake, I need to clean this shit off from me."

Collin realized that she was referring to the amounts of blood stains stuck on her fur and clothes. The sheep gulped at the horrific sight, another painful reminder of what just transpired minutes ago. Blitzo facepalmed at Loona's unwillingness.

"Urgh, fine. Go take a shower. Try to not take more than two hours this time. I get you need to dry your fur, but it really sucks when you do this during work hours. Which is why I don't really bring you to our adventures."

"Oh, right, like that's the real reason." Loona replied with irony.

"I will check on Moxxie and Millie, as for him..." Blitzo glanced at the sheep with suspicion before sighing. "Fucking..., I'm going to get into some deep shit if someone finds out about this. Make sure to keep him out of view, at least until we can make him not look like some tasty snack."

"I will see what I can do." Loona said while shrugging. She waited until Blitzo was out of the room before addressing the sheep more neutrally. "Hey, come on. We better get something to make you look more alike a demon, otherwise you won't last two fucking seconds in the street. Also we will have to figure out where you will be hiding. I don't think an angel can just walk through Hell unnoticed anyway."

She paused, giving the sheep a more pensive look. He glanced back, wondering what was going on in her mind.

"Hey, huh... thanks, you know? I know there's probably this whole shit about Hell and Heaven and all the hatred or whatever, not that I really care. But... I don't think what you did is something that any fucker in Heaven would've done, if what I heard about Heaven is true."

Collin chuckled humorlessly, he stood up slowly, still trying to take in the events of today.

"Yeah, I guess so. Not that I think it was wrong, I just... nevermind. So, we are we going?"

"Oh, now that's the fun part. I'm not telling you.""