Ok, this is a huge announcement to any fanart creators. I'm fine with you liking my stories and willing to recreate some scenes but I can not be paid for any fancy fanart so I don't mind if you guys just ask for what book you can to create fanart for as long as it's not making me pay for it. It's meant to be fun and relaxing. I'm in college and I am paying for my classes so I can't pay for digital art at the moment. Thank you.
The next morning, the whole cast got out of their guest rooms and went back to the theater. Asmodeus and Fizzarolli felt so lighter after meeting their children from the other universe. Stolas sat next to Blitz who was blushing.
RavenDragon: Ok, the next episode is The Harvest Moon Festival. Oh and even Charlie and her friends will be here to watch this one.
Bee: More time with Luci and Char-Char? Fun!
Lucifer and the rest of the Hazbin Hotel cast joined the theater.
Blitz: Oh great, the one with the sexy cowboy!
Fizzarolli: You mean the same guy that was involved with our Italian captors?
Blitz: How do you think we met?
Fizzarolli: I just thought he was one of your exes.
Angel, Aasha, and Andy burst out laughing.
Moxxie: What the...!?
Blitz: Hell no! I'm not that desperate. I have standards.
Verosika: The famous Blitzo, has standards. That's a new one.
RavenDragon: Well, in this universe, Striker does have an ex, but it's not Blitz.
Blitz: Who's the poor sap that got stuck with the cowboy?
Kara: That would be me. Sadly.
Spiroz/Helia: Auntie Kara!
Kara: Hey guys.
Fizzarolli: Oh yeah! You're the fox sinner that I met in the lounge. So we get to see you in this one as well.
Kara: Yep. (sits next to Asmodeus and Fizzarolli.) And let me tell you, Striker was a complete motherfucker!
Millie: What did he do to break your heart?
Kara: He sold my soul to Overlord Nessa and abandoned me for money. Now every time I see that pig-headed son of a...!
Lucifer: Whoa!
Stolas: Okay! I think we got it!
Kara: (shakes off her anger) Sorry. He makes me go into a rage.
Lucifer: So it's in the Wrath Ring. The place isn't so bad, then again, Satan doesn't really like visitors.
Charlie: I forgot about the Wrath Ring. I've been there a few times. It's like being in the Old West.
Husk: So it's a real Western?
Lucifer: Yeah... Satan is um... well...
Bee: A stick in the mud?
Asmodeus: Heartlessly old fashion?
Asmodeus and Bee high-fived.
Charlie: He's not that heartless. I remember when I was a little girl and Satan visited the palace, I got him to warm up to me.
Alastor did a radio screech and Husk nearly choked on his booze.
Fizzarolli: Hold up! The same sin that hates imps softened up around the princess?!
Victoria: Satan? The guy with the rage issues?
Charlie: Yeah. Turns out that being Lucifer and Lilith's daughter has its perks when it comes to getting some of the sins to be more docile.
Andy: No way.
Angel: I find that hard to believe.
Lucifer: I still have the video. (pulls out his phone.) In fact, I have videos of every sin that has met Charlie.
Charlie: Dad...
Alastor: I would like to see that.
Angel: Since when have you been a fan of Lucifer? You got a crush on him?
Alastor: Ha, ha. Never going to happen.
Blitz: Can't we just get back to the episode?
RavenDragon: Well... I am curious. How about after the Harvest Moon Festival, I'll show you all the videos on Lucifer's phone. Deal?
Lucifer: Fine with me!
RavenDragon: Now let's begin.
(The scene opens up to a sunlit exterior of Stolas' mansion. A sigh of contentment is heard. Blitzo is shown lighting a cigarette on Stolas' bed and folds his arms behind his head.)
STOLAS: You alright darling?
BLITZ: Yeah. Look, Hon, you know I love you but is the book that important for the farm thing you're going to? I've got fifteen new clients waiting for heads to roll.
Angel: Oh now I get it. You two are married in that universe.
Blitz: Unfortunately.
Stolas: In a good way.
STOLAS: Sadly, I need it for this. The Grimoire is a powerful relic in the family. We are married and you can use it but...
BLITZ: I know, I know. The royal pricks would have a field day.
STOLAS: Besides, 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.
BLITZ: Wrath, huh? My employees are from there. I've never really been. I hear it's full of inbred chucklefucks.
STOLAS: Well, you could join me this year. And the kids too.
BLITZ: As your bodyguard?
(Stolas stands up with the covers on his head. He does a playful owl head tilt.)
STOLAS: I'm simply offering a work-free day of fun! I feel quite safe at the Harvest Festival. It's the same every year. Plus Kara's going to be there as an opening act for the festival.
BLITZ: Are we talking about the same Kara Melody who is a sinner? I thought sinners couldn't leave Pride.
STOLAS: She has a royal pass. No one knows how she got one. But she goes to the Wrath Ring for the festival every year and does a little show.
BLITZ: 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.
Barbie: (fake sneezes) Bottom.
Blitz: Hey I heard that! And I'm a fucking top!
Fizzarolli: Not in that universe.
Blitz growls.
Molly: Let me guess, you and Blitz are twins?
Barbie: Always have and always will.
(Moxxie and Millie's apartment is revealed under a Robo Fizz sign. Moxxie and Millie are asleep in their bed. Moxxie's phone lights up and a Phantom of the Opera organ ringtone is heard. Moxxie taps the phone and rolls over. The phone rings again. In annoyance, Moxxie grabs the phone and sits up.)
MOXXIE: What do you want, sir?
BLITZ: Hey, hope I didn't wake ya, Mox! How would you and Mils like to visit the Wrath Ring for some harvest bullshit this year?
(Millie sits up in excitement.)
MILLIE: The Harvest Moon Festival?! Yee-fuckin'-haw!
MOXXIE: (sighs) Well, Millie likes the idea. Wait... Where are you calling from?
(Blitz falls down onto the bed from the ceiling. His phone bonks him on the head. Moxxie narrows his eyes as Blitz purrs happily. Moxxie looks annoyed while Millie seems amused.)
MOXXIE: Mm-hm... Of course.
Fizzarolli: How did you even...?
Moxxie: It's best not to ask at this point.
Verosika: It's kind of funny.
Vaggie: What the...?
Moxxie: Yeah, Blitz tends to find a way into our house. And crashes our date nights.
Blitz: Name one time.
Moxxie: Do I need to remind you of the time you fuckin' recorded us when I was singing a love song to Millie?!
Arackniss: And I thought Monty spying on us was bad.
Pentious: Agree.
(Evangeline came out of the guest room.)
EVANGELINE: What's going on?
BLITZ: Oh nothing. We're just going to a festival in Wrath. You wanna tag along?
EVANGELINE: It's ok. I don't mind staying behind. I'm just going to stay here and tidy up the place.
BLITZ: If you say so.
Lucifer: Is that a cherub?
Evangeline: Hi, Mr Morningstar.
Bee: She's an empathetic cherub.
Lucifer: What? There hasn't been one in 10,000 years.
Evangeline: Yep. That's me.
(The scene changed to the Rough n' Tumbleweed Ranch. The I.M.P van pulls up in front of two imps. Octavia and Loona were sitting in the backseat with Helia and Spioz in their car seats.)
OCTAVIA: I still can't believe you talked Dad into letting me come along.
BLITZ: (nervous) Yeah... Definitely. (whispers to Octavia) By the way, if Stolas asks, it was your aunt's idea.
BARBIE: I heard that!
Stolas: Blitz...
Blitz: Other me's idea, not me.
Fizzarolli: Someone's sleeping on the couch.
Blitz stuck his tongue out of Fizzarolli.
Fizzarolli: Mmhmm. Real mature, Blitz.
Angel: You guys siblings?
Fizzarolli: Not really. We're best friends. Barb and Blitz are biological siblings.
(Millie gets out of the van and happily runs toward her parents. Her father hugs her and spins her around before placing her down.)
JOE: Yeeeee-hawwww! How's my deadly little pumpkin spice doing?
(Joe ruffles Millie's hair affectionately.)
MILLIE: I'm good, Pa! Thanks for lettin' us stay here for the harvest jamboree.
LIN: It's no trouble. We know you aren't making as much anymore since y'all went "freelance".
MILLIE: Freelance pays fine, Ma! We're doin' fiiiiine! (serious) It's fine.
Sallie May: Doin' fine, huh? The screen says otherwise.
Millie: Not funny, Sal.
(Millie walks over to Moxxie, who is struggling to carry luggage.)
MILLIE: Anyway, y'all remember my husband Moxxie?
(Millie shoves a nervous Moxxie in front of her parents. They stare at him in disapproval.)
JOE: Hmph.
Husk: I'm guessing they don't like him?
Angel: That's how most in-laws are.
Andy: Been there with my boyfriend's family. I think his mother's death glares still haunt me.
MOXXIE: Greetings, Lin! Joe! How have you been, uh, with all the... flaming twisters and stuff around here? (nervously holds out his hand)
JOE: We lost our old farm hand to one of them terrors last week.
MOXXIE: (laughs nervously) Oh, crumbs. My bad! I am so sorry. I- I didn't mean to open that wound... sir.
BLITZ: Hey, watch it! I'm the "sir" here, bucko!
MILLIE: Oh yeah! You all haven't met my boss, Blitz, and his children—also our newest employee Barbie Wire.
BARBIE: Sup.
(Blitz walks over to Millie's parents.)
BLITZ: It's a pleasure to finally meet the sperm and egg factory (shoves Moxxie away) that popped out this little gem of an assassin. You two raised a (playfully elbows Millie) sturdy bitch!
Millie: Blitz, you are making me blush.
Blitz: You're welcome.
Niffty: Oooh.
JOE: (chuckles) That we did! So... Blitz, is it? Heh heh. That's a fine name.
(Blitz and Joe shake hands.)
LIN: It reminds me of war.
JOE: (sighs happily) Nothing like a little war to make a strong man! (flexes bicep)
BLITZ: I like you people.
LIN: (sees Helia in Blitz's arms) Oh how adorable. May I? I haven't held a baby in so long.
BLITZ: Sure. Just be careful. (Hands Helia over to Lin) Luckily you said you wanted to hold Helia and not Spiroz. He's a bit of a biter.
Spiroz: I wasn't that bad.
Helia: Tell that to the bite marks on my tail!
Spiroz: I was five. Let it go.
Heila: Nope.
Barbie: Desa Vu, huh Blitz?
Blitz: Oh you just had to bring that up!
Arackniss: I'm pretty sure Molly and Tony here did the same thing.
Angel/Molly: Hey!
MOXXIE: Y'know... more battles were won by technological advances in warfare. I've researched the history of weaponry extensively, and it's inspiring how... for example, the progression of guns utilizing angelic technology has changed the landscape of Hell's combative...
(Millie makes a "cut it out" motion with her hands. Joe crosses his arms.)
MOXXIE: I mean... (deep, awkward voice) War fun!
JOE: 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!
BLITZ: HAAAA! He's right, Moxxie! (speaks baby talk) You got cute wittle baby hands like your baby dick!
(Blitz grabs Moxxie's hand and reaches toward his crotch. Moxxie slaps his arm away.)
MOXXIE: Refrain... sir.
Loona: Don't want us to see your...
Moxxie: Loona!
Fizzarolli: No wonder your wife tops you.
Moxxie: OK! Picking on Moxxie time is over!
JOE: Speakin' of strong hands, y'all should meet our newest help. Hey! Striker!
(Black flaming hooves clop rapidly on the ground. An Imp's spiky tail whips a black horse's flank. An Imp wearing a cowboy hat rides a black hell horse with a fiery mane. The horse leaps over a fence. The horse rears up and roars in front of the group. Striker tips his hat in greeting, a stalk in his mouth.)
Bee: Whoa. Say what you want about that guy but he is kind of hot.
Kara growls.
Kara: That mother fucker...
Fizzarolli: That's the guy that abducted us. Is it bad that I'm getting hard just by looking at him?
Angel: Me too!
Aasha: Same here!
Cherri: Meh.
STRIKER: Well, howdy! Oh, lookie here! You must be the famous Mildred!
(Striker gets off the horse and walks toward Millie.)
STRIKER: Heard some good things about you from your folks, little lady. *winks*
MILLIE: Ohhh! (laughs sheepishly)
(Striker shakes Millie's hand.)
STRIKER: What're y'all doin' so far away from Imp City? Heh. The free workin' finally slowin' down?
MILLIE: Oh, no! Freelance isn't free! It's a-... Never mind. We're just visitin' for the festival. The prince is our boss' (in a dramatic voice) hussssbbband!
BLITZ: Millie, I am not above hitting a female in front of her daddy.
Joe cleared his throat.
Blitz: Not that I would ever!
STRIKER: Boss, huh...? Ohhh, so YOU'RE the bold imp to start his own killing biz?
BLITZ: Yeah, well if you're good at somethin', you should probably capitalize.
STRIKER: Not many Imps start businesses on their own. That's pretty impressive, sir.
BLITZ: Oh...! Yeah? It is- I-I-I guess- I guess it is, isn't it?
Fizzarolli: Blushing already?
Blitz: Not funny.
STRIKER: You even married that dizzy blue blood as a con to get into getting to the surface?
BLITZ: (nervous) Um.., well we are married... But it's not...
OCTAVIA: Hey watch it! That's my dad you're talking about.
BLITZ: It's ok, Via.
Octavia looked like she wanted to rip Striker to pieces.
JOE: Y'know... you boys should enter the Pain Games!
(Blitz scuttles sideways over to Joe.)
BLITZ: I heard games! What games? I'm in!
LIN: Every harvest festival, there's a competition to be the roughest, toughest bastard in Wrath!
Aasha: Hell yeah!
Millie: You're a sinner dear.
Aasha: Man! I would have loved to join in on the fun.
Cherri: Same!
Molly/Angel: Me too!
(Millie crosses her arms and pouts.)
MILLIE: Yeah! Wish I could play!
LIN: Millie, you know you get too carried away. The last competition ended in fifteen separate funerals.
Lucifer: Whoa! I think Satan has some competition.
MILLIE: I'm aware, but I only caused nine of them! How come Sallie May still gets to compete?
LIN: Your sister doesn't have a neighborhood head count.
MILLIE: She so does!
(Sallie May carries a sack and a small imp drags an Imp body in the background.)
SALLIE MAY: (sing-song voice) It doesn't count if they don't find the bodyyyyyy!
(Millie seethes.)
Arackniss: Smart.
Sallie May: I always do that.
LIN: Still, you get to root for her and your brothers, and now you can cheer on your boss!
(Moxxie puts a hand on Lin's shoulder.)
MOXXIE: Y'know, she can also cheer for me.
JOE: (wheeze-laughs and slaps his leg) ...Wait, you?
MOXXIE: Yeah! I can compete, can't I?
(Lin elbows him hard in the side. Moxxie tears up in pain.)
JOE: Sorry, boy. But, I don't think sensitive, thespian types would last very long in the games.
MOXXIE: I was born here, too! *drawls* I have some fight in me!
Lin: As an assassin, maybe. But in the Pain Games...
Fizzarolli: He gets his ass whooped?
Sallie May: (laughs) You know it. I actually bet on him dying.
Angel: Ooh! Savage! Maybe he might be in this universe.
Sallie May: Ok, porn star. (pulls out some cash.) Place your bet.
Angel pulled out some cash as well.
Arackniss: Oh brother.
Aasha: I want in!
Fizzarolli: Same here!
Husk: I've already lost my soul. But I can't resist.
They place their bets.
Blitz: (placed his bet) My money's on humiliation.
Moxxie: Sir!
(Striker puts a hand on Moxxie's shoulder.)
STRIKER: Huh. Well then, little fella... Why don'tcha help me wrangle one o' them hogs for dinner?
(Striker mentions a large sleeping hell hog in a pigpen.)
MOXXIE: Simple. Watch me!
(Striker grins and hands Moxxie a dagger and rope.)
STRIKER: Nah... with these. Bullets can't pierce the shell. You gotta get the knife underneath and pry yourself an openin'.
(Moxxie gulps.)
MOXXIE: Oh! Right, right. I knew that.
Angel: I don't think you did.
Moxxie: Not funny.
(Blitz leans in toward Moxxie and grabs his shoulders. Moxxie's eyes twitch.)
BLITZ: 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. Go get 'em, tiger.
(Blitzo shoves Moxxie forward.)
MOXXIE: Ohhh.
MILLIE: Mox, you don't need to do this!
BLITZ: Oh, he totally does. KICK ITS ASS, MOXXIE! YEAAAAAAAAAAAH!
BARBIE: He's screwed.
(Blitz cheers as Moxxie enters the pen. He nervously walks forward, knife in hand. Moxxie leaps forward and wraps the rope around the hog's neck. He moves the knife down and it strikes harmlessly against the hog's hide. The hog roars and runs around, trying to buck Moxxie off.)
BLITZ: FUCK yeah, Moxxie! Ride it, Moxxie! Make it that bitch you won't call back in the morning!
Evangeline cringed.
Stolas: Blitz!
Blitz: Oh like you've never said anything dirty to me.
(Loona grins and records a video on her phone.)
LOONA: This is fucking beautiful.
BLITZ: Doin' great, Moxxie! (whispers to Loona) Send me that video later.
OCTAVIA/BARBIE: (whispers) Same here.
Moxxie grumbled.
(Millie watches in concern as Moxxie yelps and looks up. Striker leaps and pushes him out of the way. Striker twirls the dagger in his hand and lifts it in the air with a smug grin. He brings down the knife and slaughters the hog.)
Alastor: Not bad.
Kara: Show off.
(Moxxie rubs his neck.)
MOXXIE: Ow... My clavicle!
(Striker stands over Moxxie, his spade tail rattling like a snake.)
STRIKER: Don't worry, little one... You never stood a chance.
(Striker walks away with the dead hog over his shoulder. Moxxie growls at him.)
Kara: (growls)
Aasha: Wow. What a prick.
STRIKER: Hey, boss man! You wanna help the men skin this thing for dinner?
BLITZ: Oh, I am always down to skin the manly meat with the manly men!
LOONA/OCTAVIA: That's what she said!
BLITZ: What "who said"? Wait, what bitch is talking shit about me?!
BARBIE: It's an expression, idiot.
(Everyone but Millie and Moxxie leave for the house with the demon hog. Moxxie sighs sadly with his arm in a cast. Millie comforts him.)
MILLIE: Don't let 'em get to you. And hey, you don't need my parents to respect you. They will eventually.
SALLIE MAY: No, they won't.
(Millie glares at her.)
SALLIE MAY: What? I'm right, ain't I?
MOXXIE: (drawl) Oh, I'mma enter in those games.
(Millie sighs sadly.)
SALLIE MAY: (appears out of nowhere) Hmm, how pissed would you be if I bet on him dyin'?
(Millie glares at her again.)
Sallie May: Too late!
Alastor: This is going to be very entertaining.
(The scene changed to the Harvest Festival. Wally Wackford stands on stage with a microphone and speaks dramatically.)
WALLY WACKFORD: Welcome, I say-a, welcome-a... all to Wrath-a Ring's-a annual-a Harvest-a Moon-a... a-Festival! To kick things up, we have the great prince Stolas-a, here to usher in this here Pain Games!
(Stolas takes the microphone from Wally Wackford.)
STOLAS: (chuckles) 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! 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 waves at him while Blitzo glares.)
BLITZ: Ugh. Fuck me.
(A gun goes off and the games begin. Moxxie gets trampled with a yelp as the other imps race down the trail. Striker climbs up a wooden ramp structure while Blitzo leaps down ahead of him. Moxxie tries to catch up. He claws at the structure and falls into a small puddle. He gets chewed up and thrashed by a monstrous black and white shark.)
Husk: The fuck?
Evangeline: That can't be possible.
Fizzarolli: Who puts a shark in a small puddle? That's crazy.
Blitz: No different from your tricks.
(In the next shot, Striker grins smugly at Blitz who has his legs, arms, and horns tied behind him. A muscular Imp holds a rope and grins at a scared Moxxie.)
Blitz: He got lucky.
Angel: Didn't know you had a kink for cowboys?
Fizzarolli: Wait til you see him go on a horse rant.
Blitz: Hey!
(Striker, Blitz, and Moxxie team up in a tug-of-war match. Moxxie falls into the water and the shark attacks him again.)
Alastor: Like I said entertaining.
Moxxie: Oh I'm so glad my misery is entertaining.
(The scene cuts to a wrestling match in the mud between Blitz and Striker. A group of imps do a football huddle on top of Moxxie. The shark leaps over the fence and begins to elbow-drop Moxxie.)
MOXXIE: MOTHERFUC-!
Almost everyone minus Moxxie was laughing.
Sallie May: He actually...! (laughs)
Angel: (Laughs) I take it back Alastor! (laughs) This is entertaining!
Alastor: Told you so.
Blitz: Alright bitches! Pay up!
(The scene cuts back to the stage.)
WALLY WACKFORD: I say, I say, for the first year ever, we have a tie for the winner of the Harvest Moon Pain Games!
(Stolas takes the microphone from Wally Wackford.)
STOLAS: The winners are... Striker, aaaaand my darling Blitzy!
(Stolas walks onto the stage and does a pose as the crowd cheers.)
BLITZ: Just say my name RIGHT! Fuckin' dick.
(Blitz walks onto the stage in frustration. Moxxie and Millie watch from the wooden bleachers.)
MOXXIE: (referring to Striker) Alright. So, he has the "physical advantage". I'm better at other things, like singing!
WALLY WACKFORD: And now the winners will have the choice to join the special guest for the ending performance.
BLITZ: I'm out! (Walks off stage.)
Charlie: Not much of a singer?
Barbie: My brother is tone-deaf.
Blitz: Hey!
WALLY WACKWORD: Well, in that case. Give a warm welcome to The Overlord of Music herself, Kara Melody!
(The crowd cheered and hollered as Kara stepped out onto the stage. Striker's face went pale. Kara was ready to sing until her eyes fell on Striker. Her rage bubbled up inside but she held it back and then turned to Striker and handed him the mic.)
KARA: (whispers) We doing this or what?
(Striker took the mic and even pulled out his guitar and the two started to perform.)
STRIKER:
Bet your window's rolled down and your hair's pulled back
And I bet you got no idea you're going way too fast
You're trying not to think about what went wrong
Trying not to stop 'til you get where you goin'
You're trying to stay awake so I bet you turn on the radio
And the song goes
KARA:
I can't live without you, I can't live without you, baby
I can't live without you, I can't live without you, baby, oh, baby
STRIKER:
The highway won't hold you tonight
The highway don't know you're alive
The highway don't care if you're all alone
But I do, I do
The highway won't dry your tears
The highway don't need you here
The highway don't care if you're coming home
But I do, I do
(Millie, Moxxie, Barb, and the kids were watching the show in the bleachers.)
OCTAVIA: You were saying?
MOXXIE: Never mind.
Moxxie grumbles.
Fizzarolli: As evil as he is, I have to admit, he's got a good voice.
Kara: (groans) I forgot I had to do that with him.
(Kara and Striker continued singing in the background. Blitz came over to them with a slice of cheese on a stick. Barb looked at him with a disturbed look.)
BARBIE: Seriously? You're still eating that?
BLITZ: (mouth full) Yes. And isn't this guy great?
MOXXIE: False!
BLITZ: It's gonna be nice workin' with him.
(Blitz pours hot sauce on his cheese and takes another bite.)
MOXXIE: Working with him...? WHAT?!
Fizzarolli: Hold up! You asked that psycho to join your company?!
Blitz: It seemed like a good idea!
Stolas: Blitz!
Blitz: And now I'm getting ganged up on.
Spiroz: Mom, that was stupid.
Blitz: Gee thanks kid.
BLITZ: Yeaaaah! I asked him if he wants to join I.M.P.
MOXXIE: You asked... But...
(Moxxie looks visibly hurt as Blitz looks at him in confusion.)
BARBIE: And you didn't think to tell us?
BLITZ: Hey. He seems like a good fit.
OCTAVIA: Papa, I don't know. There's something about this guy that seems off.
BLITZ: It'll be ok, Via.
(Moxxie tries to argue with Blitz but Millie told him that he had enough and that they can just go back to the house. So he and Millie left.)
Octavia was so surprised by how Blitz was being a parent to her other herself. Which was more than her mother ever did.
KARA:
I can't live without you, I can't live without you, baby
I can't live without you, I can't live without you, baby, oh baby
BOTH:
The highway won't hold you tonight
The highway don't know you're alive
The highway don't care if you're all alone
But I do, I do
The highway won't dry your tears
The highway don't need you here
The highway don't care if you're coming home
But I do, I do
(The applause from the crowd gradually fades as Striker and Kara step off the stage. Both are still catching their breath after the intense performance. Striker grins, brushing off the excitement of the show, while Kara, though outwardly composed, seems tense.)
STRIKER: (grinning, wiping sweat from his brow) Well, that was a hell of a show, huh? Ain't nothing like a good performance to get the blood pumping.
(Kara remains silent.)
STRIKER: (mockingly) What, no words of praise? You looked stunning out there, darling.
(Without warning, Kara steps forward and punches Striker hard in the face. He stumbles back, stunned, rubbing his jaw as Kara glares at him.)
Loona: Nice one!
Kara: I've been waiting seven years to do that.
STRIKER: (grinning despite the pain, clearly caught off guard) Melody...
(Kara steps closer, her face cold with fury, her voice dripping with anger.)
KARA: (shouting) Oh, don't act so surprised, you bastard!
(Striker, now on the defensive, stands tall, his cocky demeanor returning, though his eyes hold some hesitation.)
STRIKER: (trying to keep his cool) Come now, darling...
(Kara cuts him off, her voice now laced with disgust as she jabs a finger in his chest.)
KARA: (harshly) No. You lost the right to call me that the moment you sold me to Overlord Nessa. You don't get to play the charming rogue with me anymore. Not after what you did.
(Striker's face shifts, guilt and regret flickering in his eyes for the briefest moment. He takes a deep breath, trying to explain himself.)
STRIKER: (softly, almost remorseful) I regret that day. You know I do. I was just—
Angel: Was he seriously trying to guilt trip you?
Kara: yep. It might have worked on me before I died but I'm not a fool.
Asmodeus: Before?
Kara: Long story.
(Kara shakes her head sharply, refusing to let him off the hook.)
KARA: (cutting him off, her voice full of bitterness) You regret it? You think a simple apology can fix that? You sold me out, Striker. You used me, played me like a damn fool.
(Striker's expression falters, his eyes avoiding hers for a moment. He steps forward, trying to bridge the distance between them.)
STRIKER: Look, Melody...
KARA: Why are you here? I know you, Striker. What job are you on?
STRIKER: (earnestly) You think I'm here for money? For some job? I'm just a farmhand.
(Kara's eyes flash with anger as she crosses her arms.)
KARA: (with scorn) You used me for bait, Striker. That's why I think you're here. You've always been about the job.
(Striker's face darkens, his patience thinning as he tries to make her understand.)
STRIKER: (frustrated, but sincere) No, Kara. I'm not here for that anymore. I've changed. I know I don't deserve your forgiveness, but I'm not here to use you. Maybe we can...
(Kara scoffs loudly, taking a few steps back, shaking her head in disbelief.)
KARA: (sharply) Don't. Just don't. It's been seven years Striker, I have someone else now. Someone who actually gives a damn about me. Someone who doesn't treat me like an object to be tossed aside when it's convenient for you.
Cherri: And that's me, motherfucker!
Millie: Lucky gal.
Moxxie: Millie!
Millie: What?
Verosika: Shoot. Kind of wish it was me.
Kara: Nope.
(Striker's heart sinks, his face contorting with pain as the weight of her words hits him.)
STRIKER: (softly, almost a whisper) Someone else...
(Kara doesn't look back at him as she starts to walk away, her voice filled with finality as she turns her back on him.)
KARA: (coldly) Yes. Someone who actually sees me for who I am, not who I can be used as. You're not my problem anymore, Striker.
(Striker stands frozen for a moment, his hands clenched into fists, staring at her retreating figure. His breath is shallow, and a heavy silence fills the air around him. He stands there, unsure of what to do next. The camera lingers on him as Kara disappears from view.)
Angel: Wow. You make it look easy.
Kara: Thanks. And I'm hoping you'll do the same for Valentino. And that goes for you too Fizz.
Fizzarolli: Against Mammon? We're talking about the literal Sin of Greed.
Angel: I mean...
Asmodeus: What's this about Valentino?
Angel: Well, I work under him. And he's kind of...
Arackniss: Oh for the love of... Anthony, he fucking abuses you. You're miserable.
Angel: It doesn't help that I get pumped up with Love Potion.
Asmodeus: He did what?!
Fizzarolli: Oh boy. Oz isn't a fan of love potions.
Angel: Yeah. I got that.
(Volcanos with fiery spheres floating above them are revealed. Blitz lies down on the ground and looks admiringly at Bombproof as he feasts on an animal carcass. Blitz also had Spiroz and Helia with him Millie beams beside her parents as her brothers load up jack-o-lanterns into a truck. Millie waves at them and runs off. Octavia was watching from the house with Barbie. Inside the cottage, Moxxie glumly walked up some stairs. Moxxie notices light shining through the bottom of a door.)
MOXXIE: Well, that's troubling.
(Moxxie opens the door and peers around. He notices the light coming from a box. He walks over and sees a rifle with glowing designs in an open gun case.)
MOXXIE: Oh, my crumbles!
(He runs his hand along the side of the rifle.)
Arackniss: (whistled) A Carmine-Crafted Blessing- Tipped Rifle. The guys got good taste in guns.
Angel: And Nissy the Buzzkill strikes again.
Arackniss: Fuck you.
Angel: Exactly.
MOXXIE: A genuine Carmine-Crafted Blessing-Tipped Rifle! How... How in the fuck did he get one o' these?!
(Striker leans against the door frame behind him.)
STRIKER: Why don't you ask me, little dude?
MOXXIE: Shit! W-Why do you have this... mister?! You are aware this kind of weapon can kill-
STRIKER: ...demon royalty?
MOXXIE: Yes. That.
STRIKER: No shit. (flicks his wheat stalk away) That's kinda the point.
(Striker runs his claws along the door. He closes the door and advances menacingly toward Moxxie with a grin.)
Kara: I knew it.
Stolas: Hang on. Was this the first time Striker attacked me?
Blitz: Right... We never told you.
MOXXIE: Okay. Well, I'm relatively concerned about your possession of this... I'm also glad my instant dislike of you has been vali-
(Striker grabs Moxxie by the throat.)
MOXXIE: -DATED!
(Striker wraps his tail around Moxxie's neck. He tosses Moxxie hard against the wall. He chokes Moxxie on the floor as Moxxie hisses and tries to claw at him. Striker holds him down with his body weight. Moxxie glances over to see a lamp on a table. He kicks the table and the lamp crashes into Striker. Millie and Octavia hear the crash from outside.)
Loona: Something tells me that Via's gonna join in.
Stolas: (spit take) WHAT!?
Arackniss: (To Molly) And I thought Pops looked freaked out after the stunt you and Anthony pulled.
Molly: I got bored at home and I wanted to do a night out on the town.
Henroin: And I grounded you two for a month after that.
Lucifer: Is that really what I look like when I freak out?
Charlie: Wel...
Bee: Hundred percent. Like Ozzie.
Asmodeus: Hey!
(Moxxie stands up and races toward the door. He pulls the door open but Striker roughly pulls him back by his tail. Striker covers Moxxie's mouth and begins to strangle him. Striker chuckles evilly as Moxxie begins to lose consciousness.]
STRIKER: (smirks) Pathetic.
(Millie appears behind Striker and stabs him in the back with a knife. Moxxie collapses to the floor. A feral enraged Millie stabs Striker repeatedly in the back.)
All the girls were cheering for Millie.
Lin: Whoo! Attagirl!
Sallie May: That's my sister!
(She leaps onto his back and holds the knife at his neck, but he breaks from her hold and stops her at the last moment. Striker then slams Millie off against the wall, breaking her arm. A now-bleeding Millie collapses next to Moxxie, clutching her broken arm. Moxxie reaches his hand towards Millie.)
MOXXIE: (weakly) Millie...
Joe and Lin snarled.
(Striker was about to grab both of them when he got tossed towards the wall by magic. A very angry Octavia with her powers glowing in her hands.)
OCTAVIA: (growls) Get the fuck away from them!
Stolas looked like he was having a stroke.
Blitz: Via, I think the other you just broke your dad.
Octavia giggled.
(Octavia grabbed Millie and Moxxie then she used her powers and teleported out of the room and outside the back of the house. Striker just growled but he left to kill Stolas. Octavia then kneeled next to Millie.)
OCTAVIA: You alright?
MILLIE: Hun, 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!
OCTAVIA: I knew that guy was up to no good. (looks at Moxxie) Mox, go deal with that asshole. I'll go warn my dads.
MOXXIE: What about Millie?
MILLIE: I'll be fine, hun. Go!
(Octavia and Moxxie left.)
Stolas: Never do that again Via!
Octavia: Dad...
Arackniss: (mutters) Wonder where I've heard that conversation before?
Molly: I heard that, Niss!
(The scene changed to Blitz, Loona, Barbie, and the twins who were on the stage with Stolas. Stolas magically flips through the grimoire.)
STOLAS: I, Stolas of the Ars Goetia, hereby curse this year's harvest with the glow of the true Harvest Moon!
(The clouds swirl as Stolas creates a portal. The portal reveals a glowing orange full moon in the sky. The crowd oohs in wonder. Octavia snuck over to Blitz.)
OCTAVIA: (whispers) Papa.
BLITZ: You good V?
OCTAVIA: No. Striker's trying to kill Dad.
BLITZ: Stay with your siblings. (To Loona) Loonie, come on. We got a snake to skin.
(Loona and Blitz left the stage. In a small cabin just a few feet away from the stage, Striker prepared himself to fire his weapon at Stolas. Suddenly he was tackled to the ground and a knife was held at his throat.)
KARA: (cold, determined) I fuckin' knew you were up to no good.
(Striker grunts, shoving Kara off him. He scrambles to his feet, only to freeze when he recognizes her.)
STRIKER: (surprised) Kara?! I thought you left!
KARA: (glaring at him) You really think I'd leave, knowing my ex is here on a bounty?
Moxxie: So you got to Striker before Blitz and me?
Kara: Yes.
Loona: Nice.
KARA: Who hired you to kill Stolas?
(Striker chuckles darkly, brushing dirt off his coat.)
STRIKER: I thought you were better than all those corrupt overlords. But you're just like the rest of 'em we took down.
KARA: I'm nothing like them! I use my status to help sinners. Stolas hasn't done a damn thing to you!
(Striker lunges at her. They grapple fiercely, trading blows and slamming into furniture. Kara pins him down, her knife dangerously close to his face.)
Vaggie: Wow!
Millie: Holy shit!
Sallie May: Slay that bitch!
Aasha: Skin him alive!
KARA: Who hired you? Tell me!
STRIKER: (gritting his teeth, defiant) Not a chance.
(He twists free, grabbing his weapon and aiming it at her. Kara freezes, staring him down.)
KARA: You're gonna kill me?
STRIKER: (stone-faced) It's my job.
(Kara drops her knife, her hands now open and defenseless.)
KARA: Then go ahead. Shoot me.
(Striker hesitates, his finger hovering over the trigger. His gaze locks with hers, and memories flood back: the late nights, the missions, the quiet moments they once shared. His grip on the gun falters.)
Blitz: Assassin my ass.
Kara wasn't surprised that Striker still had feelings for her.
(Suddenly, Moxxie appeared in the room with Blitz. Moxxie snatched the rifle while Blitz raced toward Striker and knocked his head with a lamp. He lands punches at his face and swipes his tail at him. Blitz uses his tail to toss Striker to the side. Moxxie fires a warning shot near Striker's head. Blitzo and Moxxie close in on Striker and Blitz pulls out his pistol. Kara grabbed her blade and pointed it at Striker.)
STRIKER: So, the little Goetia pet joined the fight. An imp who's nothing more than a...
(Moxxie fires a shot near Striker.)
MOXXIE: You gonna finish that fucking sentence... pard'ner?
STRIKER: Vermin.
MOXXIE: Who's weak now, BITCH-?!
(Moxxie gets slammed by the door as Loona kicks it open to enter the room.)
LOONA: 'Kay, I'm here.
Loona looked embarrassed.
Helia: Oof. Bad timing Loonie.
(Striker narrows his eyes and uses the distraction to kick Blitz's gun out of his hand. He shoves Blitz aside, crashing into Kara, and heads toward the open window.)
Striker: Maybe you'll get me next time... Blitzy.
(Striker escapes through the window. Blitzo points his pistol outside, looking at the celebration in worry.)
KARA: I hope I never see him again.
MOXXIE: (To Kara) You knew Striker?
KARA: Once...
(The scene changed to the Pride Ring in Kara's Club. The lively sounds of the club fade as Kara ascends the staircase to her private room. She steps inside, closing the door behind her with a heavy sigh. The room is dimly lit, shadows dancing on the walls. Kara approaches her nightstand, hesitating before pulling open the drawer. Inside lies a bundle of letters tied with a faded ribbon. Her fingers tremble as she picks them up, holding them as though they might break in her hands.)
KARA: (softly, her voice trembling)
I saved every letter you sent me...
(She moves to sit on the edge of her bed, carefully untying the ribbon and spreading the letters around her. Her eyes scan the words, memories flashing through her mind.)
KARA:
The words on the page, they were your twisted melody.
You said you were mine.
I thought you were mine.
Stolas looked speechless.
Everyone just watched Kara singing her heart out.
(Her voice falters as a memory surfaces: she and Carmella sitting together in the club's office, Carmella holding the first letter Striker sent.)
KARA:
Do you know what Carmilla said,
When we saw your first letter arrive?
She said...
(The memory echoes as if Carmella's voice is still in the room.)
CARMILLA:
Be cautious with that one, dear.
He'll play you for his prize.
(Kara closes her eyes, clutching a letter tightly in her hand.)
KARA:
You and your lies filled my world with darkness.
Your promises turned into sharpness.
You painted illusions of love and fame.
You built a facade.
Aasha: That's saying something.
Kara: Not funny.
(She stands, the letters slipping through her fingers like fallen leaves. Her anger swells as she paces the room.)
KARA:
I'm re-reading the notes that you penned so sly.
I'm searching and scanning for truth in every line.
For some kind of sign
Of the time you were mine.
(Her gaze drifts to the window, the fiery red glow of Hell reflecting her turmoil. She grips the edge of her desk, struggling to contain her emotions.)
KARA (singing, voice rising)
The world seemed to burn...
Burn...
Lucifer: You do have a beautiful voice.
Kara: Thank you Lucifer.
Kara then remembered what happened next.
(Another flashback takes over: the day Striker tricked her into signing her soul to Nessa. Kara's face falls as the memory replays, her heartbreak evident.)
Everyone gasped.
Asmodeus: That motherfucker...
Verosika: Suddenly, what Blitz did to me seems normal compared to that.
KARA:
You ratted me out, our secrets laid bare.
You told the whole realm how you caught me in your snare.
In clearing your name, you shattered my trust.
(The memory of Carmella's voice cuts through the scene again, harsh and filled with anger.)
KARA:
Do you know what Carmella cursed?
When she heard what you'd thrust?
She said...
CARMELLA:
You're bound to Nessa.
The price is too high
(Kara stumbles back to the bed, gathering the letters into a pile. Her hands shake as her voice trembles with emotion.)
KARA:
You've traded my freedom, now watch as I fly.
You and your greed, obsessed with your game.
Your lies and deception, they all taste the same.
And you're haunted by every promise you've betrayed,
You, you, you.
(She stops suddenly, her shoulders dropping as tears roll down her face. Her voice softens, filled with sorrow.)
KARA:
I'm erasing myself from this cursed tale.
When future demons ponder how I fell.
For your treacherous art,
You've torn me apart.
(Her hands reach for a lighter on the desk. She flicks it on, the flame casting an eerie glow on her face.)
KARA:
I'm watching it...
Burn...
(She sets the letters alight and tosses them into a metal trash bin.)
KARA:
Watching it burn
(The flames roar to life, consuming the papers as Kara watches silently.)
KARA:
Hell has no right to my heart.
Hell has no place in our bed.
They don't get to see my soul's descent.
I'm burning the memories,
Burning the bonds that might have redeemed you.
(She then grabbed an old photo of Striker and herself and threw it into the bin. The flames begin to die down, leaving ashes in their place. Kara wipes her tears, her expression cold and distant now.)
KARA:
You forfeit all rights to my trust.
You forfeit the place in my heart.
You'll lie in your guilt-ridden bed.
With only the memories
Of when you were mine.
(The last ember dies out. Kara kneels by the trash bin, staring at the ashes. She whispers the final words, her voice barely audible but filled with conviction.)
KARA:
I hope that you burn...
By the end of the song, everyone minus Alastor was in tears.
Moxxie: And I thought my ex was an asshole.
Millie: Sorry that you went through that, dear.
Kara: It's ok... I'm the one who fell for his lies.
(The scene cuts to a sign that reads "Hideaway Motel Vacancy. The Guy That Tried 2 Kill U Def Isn't Here." Striker is on a bed, talking on the phone.)
STRIKER: Huh... I failed to kill the targets at the festival. But don't worry, ma'am... It won't happen again.
(The camera went to Stella drums her fingers on the table impatiently.)
STELLA: It better not! I want this cheating prick dead! And that disgusting imp! I don't care who you have to go through, MAKE IT HAPPEN!
Lucifer: What the...?!
Octavia: Mom?! She was behind this!?
Asmodeus: Ok, I knew Stella was a...
Fizzarolli: Screeching, bitchy, cow?
Blitz: Ha! Nice burn!
STRIKER: Understood.
(Stella hangs up the phone. Striker twirls the gun in his hand.)