It was a soon to be a glorious night ahead as the day had finally come for Verosika Mayday's concert that would take place in front of the Palace of Prince Stolas. Hundreds of demons would be attending already lines stretched out for a mile in both directions while everything was being prepared for it. The Popstar herself was already there doing her vocal warmups while her backup singer, Angel Dust was preparing for his role in the dance routine along with, Cherri Bomb who already had all the pyrotechnics in order. She may take more pleasure when she got to blow things up and see to it her enemies are scattered into bloody pieces but for her boy, Angel Dust and getting to dance and sing and soon party with the most popular succubus in all of Hell it certainly would be a tale she could not wait to give out after ten rounds of drinks.
But for one Imp he was not happy at all for what would soon come in the evening. He had no choice in the matter and that was only one of the things that made him so mad that even after he returned to Hell with the rest of his employee's after a successful mission that required them to take down an entire gang of mortal hoodlums that killed a rival gang member who paid top dollar to I.M.P to take them all out as retaliation it was an easy contract for everyone in the company. Plenty for them to slaughter and being that they were criminals it was simple to do for the most light hearted one of them.
Though the money was great and the thrill of killing dozens of street level gangsters on Earth had its pleasantries it did not make, Blitz forget what was supposed to happen later in the night. As an obligation to Stolas and being involved with that despicable ex of his who now as all pal 'ed up with his mortal son, Lucius whom was the reason he had to abide by the wishes of, Verosika since the boy ended up being teleported into her hotel room and having kept the secret that a mortal is adopted by a Goetia prince and being owed a favor by the tall bird she wants, Blitz in the concert for something special that no doubt would humiliate him to now end.
"Oh, Fuck me in my little red hole!" Shouted Blitz driving the company van down the city streets barely keeping straight almost hitting multiple pedestrians along the way. Loona in the passenger seat didn't care as she watched the latest videos on her phone while, Moxxie and Millie in the backseats scooted up as it seemed their boss was quite a mood. Usually after killing a lot of mortals, he normally would be jacked up and hyped after a successful mission, but he was flaring mad.
"Sir? What's wrong?" Asked Moxxie.
Blitz turned his head back to him snarling. "You know damn well, Mox! You that empty in that head of yours? Don't you know what's to happen tonight at, Stola's palace?"
"Ah, yes. Mayday's concert!" Remembered Moxxie. Though he hated that Blitz insulted him yet again it did slip his mind today.
"Come on, Boss. Surely it won't be that bad. Your just there for whatever she needs ya for." Assured Millie but Blitz growled again turning his head back watching the road and gave the middle finger to someone who just narrowly avoided being hit by him when, Blitz drove through a red light and paying no attention to his rear-view mirror he just caused a multi car wreak at the intersection they passed through.
"Really Mill's?" Scoffed Blitz. "That Succubitch has been waiting to get even with me since we won that bet on spring break! And how is she getting it? That goddamn royal bigot and that mortal boy of his! Its both their faults and I warned Stolas about that, and did he listen? No! And now I am paying for problems that are supposed to be his?! I am going to rip him a new hole for this! By Satan's own ass I will put so many holes in that hooting royal he will be a used feathered pin cushion!"
"Oh, quit yapping, boss. The more you complain about it, the more its going to bother ya. Its not going to be too bad. Remember Mayday likes the kid so I'm certain she ain't gonna do nothin that would be too fowl for the boy to see. He is going to be front row after all." Grinned Millie reclining back but Blitz still had his doubts. Just because they had a mortal kid in the audience who looked like a Goetia to those that had not seen his mortal form yet didn't mean that, Verosika would take it easy on him. She had something planned for him and he knew it. Anyone who hated him always had a way of putting him down only this time he had to go along with it as a must and that was part of the reason he was so upset.
Pulling into one of their favorite coffee places Blitz drove to the drive thru section. It was one the few places where the coffee actually was good and being some of their favorite costumers they always had their orders on record for I.M.P and when they picked up their coffee, Blitz handed each coffee cup to his employees.
"Mil's your pumpkin spice latte!" Said Blitz handing the over eager Millie who snatched her drink and quickly took a sip.
Mmm…just like home!" She moaned pleasantly.
"Moxxie your novel's worth Frappuccino." Grumbled Blitz handing Moxxie his drink which he recalled that they spent two minutes listening him give such a demand that the manager had such a complaint that, Blitz had to kill someone he wanted dead for free just to get him off their back. But then he handed his daughter her drink which she didn't care but then the latest breaking news appeared on her phone, and it seemed interesting enough that she held it up in view of the others.
"Hey, check this out!" She called and the imps paid attention to the news report on 666 news.
"Good afternoon! I am Katie Killjoy!" Introduced the tall female sinner demon and the small male demon sitting next to her with a gas mask on him cleared his throat.
"And I am Tom…ooh." He didn't get to finish his full name as, Katie kicked him off his chair.
"No one cares Tom! Breaking News as Vox of Voxtek has new game show he will be hosting." Katie informed as her co-host got back up on his chair before the head of the company and new station appeared between the reporters in tiny flip of electricity showing the one of the vile V's gleaming in his television set head.
"That's right, Katie! I am hosting Voxtek's newest program. A Tourney that will test each contestant of strength and intellect. Anyone can partake. Hellborn to sinner. The Games within will be challenging but to the lucky ones who could win will have prizes and fortunes to behold for their efforts. So, Trust us. Voxtek. Trust us!" Vox snickered and laughed manically and, Moxxie's eyes went wide with admiration.
"You know we could partake in that?" He suggested and everyone's eyes turned in his direction not believing what they just heard. Either Moxxie was absolutely crazy, or he may have a point in trying in something that could get them quite rich and perhaps free publicity for their business.
In the palace Stolas was getting ready for the concert. There was a lot to do and little time. He had made all the preparations for it and got everything that was requested by the popstar. She had all she needed for her show, and it would be in honor of certain boy. His son did not know it, but the succubus had a surprise in store, and she had told the prince to keep it a secret. It certainly was appealing to the Goetia that his son was going to have so much fun and with a special surprise in store this would be an evening he would not soon forget.
But then a loud crash came from the palace entrance and a loud bellow came out shouting in such a degree it was as every bird in the long list of creation was crying out in a rageful voice. Stolas all the way in his study wrapping up his latest list of taking care of overlooking part of the cosmos and completing the last of preparations heard that voice. His servants cowered and his own face went wide for a brief moment then his scrunched his face knowing it was the only person he could instill true fear on the lower class and would enter his home demanding that, Stolas appear before him.
"Come here, Stolas! I order you so!" Paimon the head of all the Goetia. The King of every Goetia family had heard what Stolas had done. He opened his royal doors to plebeians? Taint the halls that only allowed a few lower-class imps to serve at their feet. To desecrate part of their sacred grounds and worst of all else, Stolas had adopted a child unknown to him. Possibly that boy who was at his brothers party had to be a cast out chick or runt of his family they disowned him. He had absolutely no right to around and, Paimon cursed his son, Stolas, for yet again making a mockery of their royal name.
Stolas appeared through a portal and looked up at his father. "You came without call, Father. Why are you here?" Inquired Stolas standing tall through his father towered a few feet over him.
Growling so loudly the King of the Goetia snorted angrily down at the son who still appeared to be that weak little chick that cried over the fact that he was betrothed to someone. And he defiled that marriage. He may have given birth to a precautionary heir as that was part of the arrangement, but he has seen how, Octavia looks and acts. Improper, does not act as royal should, and takes pride in only antics and traits of the lower class. She was more as gruff impounded hellhounds instead of a proper princess and, Stolas allowed her to be that way.
"Don't you even dare address me in that tone, boy! You will remember to whom you are speaking!" Warned Paimon. "I am the King of the Goetia! You should remember that! Or have you forgotten more of where you come from? Now. What is all that outside?" He pointed out the open doors to show imps and sinner demons preparing a stage and the crowd outside the walls were growing by the second.
"An Arrangement that I am fulfilling. Isn't that something your familiar with, Father?" Retorted Stolas as he never forgave the one who imputed years of absolute misery upon him by arranging him to marry the worst woman in all of their race. He gave Stolas no say in it at all. No consent. And choice if she was worthy of his hand. He was the root cause in all the horrid memories that stayed in the Goetia prince after all these years. Stella may have caused him the most pain, but it was his father who started it all.
Paimon snorted unhappily. Stolas mocks him by using his own words against him? This was not his doing at all. What his son was doing here was disgracing their sacred names. Untainted and ruling over their parts of hell with the lower class serving their bidding it was unbroken cycle until the runt that was Stolas came along and his first real offense was cheating on, Stella with an imp and then divorcing her after then came the rest that brough shame and dishonor upon their royal namesake.
"Your arrogance sickens me, Stolas!" Spat Paimon. "You address me like those of the poor! You bring Imp, Succubae, and sinner scum upon this place! Our grounds. My Grounds! I gave you all of this to fulfill the duties I gave you!"
"And I have done everything that was demanded of me! I have done my duties without fault. I bore the precautionary heir that was ordered by you! I did everything you demanded from me. You have no reason to be here to lecture me over what I do in my time and to those I spend them with!" Retorted Stolas.
The More that came from the smaller owl the more rageful Paimon become. This Son of his dares to speak above him like that? Truly he has lost every sense of dignity and his highborn status he tosses aside as if it meant nothing to him at all. Who was he now? Certainly not the son he wanted him to be when he gave him his grimoire. His incensed crying when he showed Stella's picture should have been a sign to him all those years ago that he was not going to be exactly as he should be. His duties and responsibilities may have been done but for him to not act and behave as a Goetia should infuriated him further. As Stella once told him after Stolas finalized the divorce he really had fallen from what little grace he had, and he is a traitorous embarrassment.
"Furthermore. Your son. Or should I say the bastard child you dare bring in without my consort?" Paimon bellowed more his cape ruffling through his rage.
Stolas's eyes squinted in anger at that remark. "Don't you dare say anything low about, Lucius! He was a child in need, and I took him under my wing! Lost and alone and left for dead! It would destroyed my heart to see him perish. I brought him here and he has been earning his keep. Respectful and full of dignity. He never demands and he has done everything that was told by myself. You will find that while he was in the company of others they will say the same. I have not heard a single complaint or a need to do any form of harsh action. You shall not call him anything of such profanity!" Shouted Stolas feeling his own feathers quiver with rage.
"Does not matter at all! He should not be here! You did not seek my permission to take in someone that was not born under you!" grumbled the Goetia King.
"When do I need to seek permission on anything from you? You gave me my duties and none of them have said I had to confirm with you on anything of my own actions. I did what you wanted and that is that, Father!" Replied Stolas not taking his eyes off Paimon. He was not going to look away. Once he admired him and could never wait enough to see what his father would have planned for him but all that ever was just to make him more miserable than ever. And he recalled just how often he was not around for anything of importance. Even in the times he was to accompany him somewhere it was by magic mirror held by his own servant. Least when Stolas went anywhere with Octavia he was present unlike him.
"I am your Father, boy! You should always remember that! I gave you all of this! I made you! And this is how you repay me?" Yelled Paimon leaning down looking directly into his son's eyes showing how furious he was but, Stolas would not back down.
"You maybe my father but you never were a true one. You gave me this palace and my duties. Which I have done without any fault, but you never were a father at all! I looked up to you once, but you never were there for me! You never gave a choice or comforted me or gave any choice upon any matter! Unlike you I am being the better one for my children and you will have no say in what I do with any of them." Replied Stolas and now Paimon was more angry than ever. It was time to end this, and it shall be done by seeing the one who had caused, Stolas to act so defiant.
"Where is that boy? I am going to have a talk with him!" Demanded Paimon.
"None of your concern and you shall not." Retorted Stolas feeling his demonic form begin to come over. Paimon now has made a direct threat to his child.
"I will! Now move aside!" Paimon shoved Stolas to the side and made his way for the stairs but, Stolas came storming back in front of him in his full demon form and screeched menacingly at him before flapping his wings so hard, Paimon went flying back into the doors and burst through them falling down the stairs into the drive gaining the attention of all the demons that were still busy setting up the concert.
Stolas flew out and stood on top of the stairs. "YOU WILL STAY AWAY FROM MY HOME AND CHILDREN! SHOULD YOU DARE TO THREATEN THEM AGAIN I WILL BE YOUR END!" Squawked Stolas loudly with a high screech that most present had to cover their ears and, Paimon got to his feet. As much as he wanted to fight Stolas for daring to defy him and humiliate him around all the lower class this was not the time or place for this.
"You will regret this, boy!" He pointed his finger out at the defiant son who stood on the stairway still in his full form. "There will be consequences and you will and will answer for this!" In a flash Paimon disappeared having teleported in a shadowy form vanishing from everyone's sight. Stolas returned to normal and cleared his throat opening up his arms.
"Apologies for the display everyone. You may return to work." Stolas called out and all the demons returned to their tasks. Stolas headed back inside and heeded his fathers words. He knew that he may face trouble ahead but with a little preparation he will be ready for it.
The Evening had come, and the Concert was in full swing. Verosika was on stage along with, Angel Dust and Cherri Bomb were all performing on stage. Colorful pyrotechnics were booming and spraying all over as the trio sung songs of love and adoration of others. It would been songs that would have implied far deeper meanings and the darkest of desires but for a mortal boy covered in a spell making him appear as a Goetia that was in the front row of the barricade being guarded by the security team including, Tex as the head guard he cheered for his favorite popstar. He couldn't believe he was actually attending a concert of hers. She was every bit as beautiful as her voice was so lifting. Far better than he could have ever imagined.
He had to give credit to the others that were with her too. Angel Dust had quite a fabulous voice along with Cherri bomb. They brought out many dance routines and were dancing so close up and over each other it was incredible. So flexible and graceful it was a wonder how they could do it all. This was the best night ever for Lucius and he could not thank his father, Stolas enough for this along with, Verosika giving him a free pass to be up front and all that she did for him before.
Lucius cheered and applauded along with the hundreds of demons all around him. They adored the popstar and the duo performing with her. Some attempted to get over the barricade but, Tex only shoved and knocked them back. Nothing gets passed him. But Lucius ignored the ruckus around and focused only on his favorite popstar and the two with her. This was so much fun, and he could not have imagined it to get any better.
"Now this next song is dedicated to a very special little Goetia we have here tonight, ladies and gentlemen!" Verosika looked in Lucius's direction and kneeled down and gestured to him. Lucius was surprised. He pointed at himself wondering if she really meant it. She nodded and gestured him to join her. His mouth went opened up in shock and, Tex winked at him with his one eye opening up the barricade just enough for him to squeeze through.
Lucius hurried to the stage and Tex grabbed him and helped him upon it and, Verosika put her hand on the boys shoulder.
"Let's hear it for this special little owl who's the reason your all here tonight!" She announced and the cheers and applause came for, Lucius who was so humbled he almost collapsed. This was very overwhelming, and he could not even express how happy he was. This was Hell but he was finding himself to being more happy here than he was in the living world. A Twisted irony but this was incredible and if only, Verosika could hear him tell her thank you for performing and allowing him on stage this was a night he would always remember.
"And now appearing a special volunteer for my final song tonight, Blitzo!" She announced and coming out from below the stage was the very imp in nothing, but black shorts tied in x-cross on a spinning wheel. Normally a kink like this would be a turn on but right now this was so humiliating. In front of hundreds who were not recording him on video as the flashes from the crowd were blinding him.
"The O is silent you bi…mmm!" Blitz was silenced with Angel Dust putting tape over his mouth and spun him around as he wailed in the gag and, Lucius was concerned by that. It looked rather distressful but, Verosika patted the boy assuring him. It was all part of the act and, Lucius by now knew that, Blitz was in a circus once and this was an act of some sort, but did it have to involve him being in black shorts and unable to speak and be spun around like that.
Verosika then went into a final song. A Song that was all about the praises of children and the joy circuses. She and the duo along with Lucius danced around the spinning Blitz. Every time they made a pass other, Verosika or her backup singers spun him so more from one direction to the next. Every verse on the song was to uphold the joy of all kids and that their future is always in the hands of those around them and how the circus can be a bringer of fun and excitement and the most daring of feats.
Blitz knew what she was really doing. She mocking him of his days in the circus. It was all a hidden ruse. The Kid dancing around with her knew no better but he knew what, Verosika was truly doing. If this was not an obligation to fulfil he never would have agreed to this, but he was getting very dizzy and nauseous by the constant spinning and the gag on him was not as comfortable as it would be if he was laying bed with a certain owl. Oh, how couldn't wait to pay him back for this. That Bird is going to pay a very deeply for this one. When he would be done he will pleading for him not to be back on the full moon for a very long time after this.
Lucius danced around with all three on stage though it was rather poor each one would take his hand and twirl him around. Sometimes they would lift him over and placed him back on the stage and, Verosika after a few more minutes of singing grabbed, Lucius spinning him around the middle of the stage and a pie was dropped into her hands and she handed it to, Lucius and she gestured him over to, Blitz who was now upside down and with the pie in hand he knew what was to come next.
He gave a warning glance to the boy but, Verosika gestured the boy to do it. Let the song end with a proper comedic end. And with one good toss the pie collided right into, Blitz's face covering him up with so much cream that he could not see a thing and with the tape over his mouth he could not even get a taste.
The Crowd boomed with laughter and applause for the show and, Verosika's performance along with, Angel Dust and Cherri Bomb. It was quite different than what they were usually into, but this was certainly a thrill but more, so it was for the little boy who was so overwhelmed by everything he collapsed as so excited and humbled that there were no words to describe just how great this was.
Verosika only laughed along with the other two and helped the boy back on his feet. This was a joy for them all. Everything went exactly how it should. Even better. The Turn out was great and the crowd was pleased and the flashing of their phones and camera's were igniting all around. They were happy as those on stage were too.
"Thank you. Thank you all! Thank you for coming tonight! This has been stunning. Thrilling and exciting! One last round of applause for the little Lucius here! He has gotten us all together for this grand event! Let me hear it! Cheers for Lucius!" Verosika called for and the crowd all cheered. They cried out Lucius's name in as it was heard for a mile all around.
Lucius would have collapsed again but his hands were held by Angel and Verosika. "Take a bow kid. This is for you!" Angel said nudging the boy a little. Sometimes Angel enjoyed the attention, but this was for, Lucius after all. A Kid who suffered a great deal in the life he had before. He needed something to take all that pain and sorrow away. He was in agreement with Verosika and, Cherri Bomb was in agreement too as she stood on the other side of, Verosika hand in hand with her and, Lucius humbly bowed, and no one would notice but a tear came from his eye. This was great. Better than great. He had such a wonderful time and, Verosika was every bit he hoped she would be. And the two he met who performed with her were just as amazing as she was. This was beyond anything he could have ever wanted.
The Only person who did not have a good time was Blitz where the cream finally fell off his face and his eyes were red with so much rage. Stolas could be seen in front of the crowd applauding for the gracious performance of, Verosika and her crew and for making his son the happiest boy alive. He saw that Blitz was glaring at him. He was very angry, but Stolas gave him a flirtatious look. He did look rather delicious with all that pie cream over his face but, Blitz gave him an even more nasty look. This was his doing and the moment he gets out of those straps Stolas will be losing that look very fast and he will regret having made him partake in his humiliation at the hands of his ex.
Far away, standing on top of one of the larger structures in the city was Stella. She heard of what Paimon attempted to do. In fact, she was the one who talked him into attempting to go to his son and see if there was something he could about that boy of his. Stolas had made it very clear he will protect that child at any means.
This infuriated her further. She thought that Stolas would not defy his own father for it was him that brought them together in the first place. But now has rebelled against the very king of their people? All the more disgraceful and intolerant he had become. Stolas needed to pay for everything, but he was powerful and influential. This would be far tricker now, but she watched how the rabble festered over what was once her home. All she was then was being made a laughing stock now and she was so flustered her feathers stood on end. There had to be a way to get as Stolas but what would that be?
It didn't help the situation as the lord of the greed ring came strolling up behind her. He had a stake here in the city and in his building he was more than happy to allow a lovely Goetia to stay there on the top floor and watch from affair.
"Hey ya, missy! Enjoying that scenery, are we?" He chuckled but Stella only scoffed.
"I do appreciate your allowance of letting me stay, Mammon. But I am not in the mood for antics at the moment." Huffed Stela not even looking at the jester that ruled over the greed ring.
"Oh, come on! Don't be like that. You know I can think of some ways that turn that frown upside down." He chuckled stepping to Stella's left side putting a finger under her beak and gently tickled it. "Why don't forget that scene from afar and join me for a little song and dance. That will swing that mood of your around. I know some good places. I think you may like them. Perhaps it could lead to something that may work in your favor, my dear. So, what do you do say my sweet little songbird?" Snickered Mammon stepping behind the Goetia putting his hands over her shoulders and her eyes flickered with more rage. This uncouth lord dares to lay his hands upon her like that? She may have a few choice words for him as well. But did his words have some truth to them too? She may give a chance to speak before she will have her own answer for him.