A loud clattering, followed by an angry cat, is heard outside of a building. Blitzø and co. were outside having gotten an order from a client. He puts a box in a dumpster and looks around suspiciously.

Blitzø: Shhhhh! Remember, we can't be seen.

As soon as he said that, he fell rather loudly. He chuckled at what happened as his legs stuck up from a pile of trash.

Moxxie: Pardon my words, sir, but you're currently being the loudest.

Y/N: It's a miracle we haven't been caught yet.

Blitzø jumps up out of the garbage pile covered in trash; he has an old newspaper on his forehead, a half-eaten lollipop stuck to the side of his head, a scrap of paper on his horn with an old banana peel impaled on the end of it, and a used condom on his index finger. He used that same finger to poke Moxxie, rubbing the finger on his face and poking him several times near the mouth.

Blitzø: I said shuuush your dick-sucking lips, Moxxie!

As Moxxie stepped away, likely grossed out by Blitzø's condom finger, he made his way to the portal where Millie and Loona were waiting on the other side. Y/N chuckled until he heard something, making him tackle Moxxie.

Y/N: Get down!

Someone with a net launcher barely missed Moxxie due to Y/N's interference. As he cocked his net launcher again, Y/N threw Moxxie into the portal, knowing he and Blitzø could take care of themselves. And just in time too as a female agent rappelled down the wall with a rifle in hand. 

Y/N: LOONA CLOSE THE PORTAL!

Loona: But-

Y/N: NOW!

Millie: No-!

As per Y/N's orders, Loona closed the portal. When it was fully closed, Y/N got onto all fours and turned into his Hellhound form before charging at the female agent. She constantly shot him with tranquilizers, but they barely slowed him down. She started panicking, not wanting to die after reaching this breakthrough.

Woman: Agent 1, a little help!

Agent 1 nodded and threw a smoke bomb, allowing her to dodge Y/N's tackle. After that, she swapped her rifle for a submachine gun, pelting him with smaller darts. After a bit, he finally started succumbing to the effects of the tranquilizers and fell asleep, his Hellhound form fading into black smoke.

Blitzø: Y/N!

Blitzø jumped in front of Y/N with his flintlock brandished.

Blitzø: Back off, you tuxedo-wearing FUCKS!

Agent Two pushes a button on her gun, causing Blitzo and Y/N to be electrocuted from the charges in Y/N's darts. Agent 1 chuckled confidently.

Agent 1: I'd like to see the suits at corporate callin' us losers now! That was pretty badass!

Woman: Super badass.

Blitzø fell unconscious, silently cursing the two agents.

Timeskip
Y/N pov
Ugh.....everything hurts. A light shines on my face, making me cringe a bit. I slowly open them to see that sexy woman that fucking shot me. 

Agent 1: Huh, good job wakin' him up 2.

These two give me this energy....

Agent Two: Finally awake, huh? Your partner has been a while now.

Blitzø: Look, shitbag, it takes a lot to keep me down, alright? I took a fuck-ton of tranquilizers in the college I dropped out of. Also, I've been strapped nipple first to a car battery. So, I-

Agent 1 took the light from Agent 2 and shined it in Blitzø's face.

Agent 1: Tell us, demon scum! Who do you work for? Satan?!

Agent 2 took the light from Agent 1 and shined it in my face.

Agent Two: How did you get to our world from the afterlife?

He took it from her...

Agent 1: Why are youse killin' humans?!

She took it from him...

Agent 2: When did you show up here?

Y/N: Ok you two better stop before one of you ends up like a room of epileptic kids when someone throws a flashbang.

Blitzø: First of all, we just woke up from a veeeery nasty shock. And I'm still feelin' fuckin' woozy, so I'm gonna request you fetch us some coffee before we get into this. I mean, everyone gets coffee in shitty movies with scenes like this, am I right? I want somethin' iced, bitch! Y/N you want anything?

Y/N: I'll have a Neapolitan cappuccino, more cappu- than -ccino, make sure it's got no more than four ounces of milk; the beans won't have the right texture otherwise, and make sure they spell my name correctly on the cup-they always put (messed up name 1) or (messed up name 2) and it gets on my nerves. If you can't handle that, I'll have a Venti traditional misto. Please use soy milk, with two blond shots affogato and ristretto! I'd also love... three vanilla pumps at the very bottom, then add the coffee after, then add–

Agent 1: ENOUGH! We aren't getting youse coffee!

Y/N: Well if I can't have a SIMPLE fucking coffee, can I at least get a banana split? That's simple enough right?

Agent 2 sighs and pinches the bridge of her nose.

Agent 2: Fine, what do you want?

Agent 1: 2 NO-

Y/N: I'm so glad you asked because it won't taste right otherwise. One scoop vanilla, one scoop chocolate, one scoop strawberry. Hot fudge ONLY on the vanilla and chocolate! Put regular fudge on the strawberry. Give the vanilla the most whipped cream but don't make it higher than 6 inches above the scoop and make sure to fill in any spaces no higher than 3 ½ inches. When you add nuts, make sure NO nut dust because I WILL go on a riot if I see so much as a spec of nut dust. Now here's the hard part so you'll need to open your ears for this one. No green sprinkles on the chocolate. Yes, green sprinkles on the strawberry. But both no red sprinkles except on the vanilla, which should receive exclusively red sprinkles.

Agent 1: WE AIN'T GETTING YOUSE ICE CREAM-!

Y/N: Oh, well just give me a Double Triple Bossy Deluxe on a raft, 4x4 animal style, extra shingles with a shimmy and a squeeze, light axle grease; make it cry, burn it, and let it swim.

Agent 1: Oh come on, that isn't even food!

Y/N: Well then make it two number 9's, a number 9 large, a number 6 with extra dip, a number 7, two number 45's, one with cheese, and a large soda.

Agent 2: At least that's sensible-

Y/N: Nah, I changed my mind. Gimme a Parmesean hot bread six-inch sub with extra Italian, one rat-sized nibble of cheese baked onto two half-palms of lettuce, dashed with sweet pepper spritzed with hand-crafted ham crust authentic olive oil, filled with SWEEDISH roast beef fused with another six-inch sub that's done veggie vegan veterinarian style brought down from the Himalayas by a well-mannered sherpa named Gogu. 

Agent 1, in a fit of rage, throws his sunglasses against the ground and stomps on them. Weirdly enough, he had on a pair under that like some cartoon. Blitzø was just eating this shit up.

Blitzø: Wow. I was getting massive asshole chills just there, Y/N. Congrats, you're usually an asshole!

Y/N: Why thank you

(A/N: A douche is someone with a big ego (think the cast of Jersey Shore) and just needs to be taken down a few pegs. They care more about their image and do whatever they think is cool. An asshole is just someone that does whatever they want regardless of popularity or anything else (think Yujiro Hanma). These are the people who could care less what you think about them and are more general, like they'll talk about a group but don't go out of their way to be mean. A dick is someone whose mean to a specific person just for the sake of being mean (think Gary from Pokemon). They go out of their way to be mean to whoever they don't like.)

Agent 2 leaned close to my face...not that I mind.

Agent 2: If we have to, we are willing to resort to torture methods to get answers outta you nasty hell beasts!

Agent 2 turned to go get some torture tools....and made the mistake of reaching for one across the table.

Y/N: GOD DAMN she draggin' that wagon.

Agent 2 blushed and turned around while covering her ass.

Agent 2: Y-you perverted fuck!

Y/N: I prefer the term Booty connoisseur, or Bootyologist depending on how I'm feeling. 

Blitzø: My asshole chills are flaring up!

Y/N: But when you say torture, what kind do you really mean? If it's physical, then wouldn't we say anything to make it stop? Seems counterintuitive if you ask me, you won't know what's true and what isn't!

Blitzø: Or we might like it too much. And then you've got a whole new thing to deal with.

Agent 1 points at Blitzø accusingly.

Agent 1: What do you mean by that?

Blitzø: Ah, you're stupid, huh? I can work with stupid. Daddy likey dummy.

Y/N: I don't mind fucking a dumbass.

Agent 2: Y-you better stop laughin' at us!

Agent 1 grabs Blitzø by the collar and pulls him closer with an angry look on his face.

Agent 1: Yeah! You are the ones at our mercy!

Y/N: S-sorry! You two are terrible at your job. We've been here for what, hours? You haven't even made sure we're not what you think we are.

Agent 2: What are you?

Y/N: I'm horny.

Blitzø burst out hysterically, almost falling out of his chair.

Agent 2: You fucking pervert! One more quip outta you and we'll shut you up!

Blitzø: Ooh, getting kinkyyyy!

Y/N: I'm usually a top but I don't mind getting into some Interrogation Roleplay.

They recoil in shock and fear surprisingly. Wow these two are terrible at their job. Shouldn't they be stone faced or some shit? Undeterred by things like this?

Agent 1: We aren't playin' into your vile demon kinks!

Y/N: I'll have you know I have a mommy kink! Don't kinkshame me!

Blitzø: Yeah! It isn't our fault that's what it sounded like back there, you sickos!

Y/N: Give them some ideas boss. I wanna see what sick things they want to do with all that power in their sick little hands.

I look at them with a smirk, letting my tongue hang out. Yeah because of my Hellhound tongue, I have to swallow spit pretty often. It's more annoying than you think.

Y/N: Just so you know I don't mind sucking dick white boy.

Agent 1: Stooop! We are NOT gettin' kinky wit youse!

Agent 2 grabs Agent 1 and pulls him back.

Agent 2: Calm down, One! Don't let these monsters get to you!

Agent 1 walks towards Blitzø, who gets that classic Blitzø grin on his face.

Blitzo: Heyyyy, aren't we gonna get our phone call, bitch?

Agent 1: Well, that entirely depends! Who are you gonna call? Hmmm?

Y/N: OH! So you like that DDLG shit with the baby talk and all? Damn you're some sick fucks, but I can handle that!

Agent 1 fumes out the mouth. Oh I love making these people mad. It's like when I killed criminals, the feeling of putting down people that think they're untouchable or deserve respect. 

Blitzø: Now now Y/N, this phone call is important.

Y/N: Who ya gonna call? Ghost Busters?

Blitzø: Nah. His fat mom, thankin' her for a fat time!

Agent 2: Nice try, demon! His fat mom is dead!

Agent 1 was crying into his arm.

Y/N: Damn, rip Big Bertha. Bet she was part of the Fat Acceptance Movement huh? Called people Fatphobic and shit when she's proof whales get beached from Global Warming?

Agent 1: Oh! Y-youse got jokes huh? Well at least my mom loved me!

Y/N: That's why yo momma dead, dead as hell.

Blitzø: Get em'!

Y/N: What shoes she got on?

Blitzø: Oh!

Y/N What shoes she got in her casket?

Blitzø: DAAAMMMNN!

Y/N: That's why yo gramma got no knees, she can't pray to Jesus.

Blitzø: He brought grandmas into it!

Y/N: She can't double dutch.

Blitzø: Get em'!

Y/N: That's why yo baby has glass eyes

Blitzø: 👁👄👁

Y/N: When he cries you gotta wipe it with Windex.

We start taking turns with the jokes, using the classic "Yo Mama So...". Damn, I miss back in the day.

Agent 1: Stop insultin' my mother! She's dead!

Blitzø: 

Agent 2: Hey, hey. Let's just leave them here until they feel like talkin'.

They leave. Blitzø struggled in his bonds for a couple of seconds before giving up. I tried to transform, but the damn chains glowed red until I stopped. Now how in the FUCK did they get shit like this?

Blitzø: Don't worry, Y/N. If we keep being obnoxious, they'll eventually slip up and we'll get a chance to get out. Let's just keep fuckin' with them until they get so frustrated, they stop thinkin' clearly. It usually works.

Y/N: I'm well aware. I did it all the time when I was still alive.

We kept trying to find a way out of our binds, struggling to no avail.

Y/N: I just miss Loona and M&M. Knowing Millie she's spearheading an attack right now.

Blitzø: Ugh, she'll be fine. It would take a roided-up hippo to take down that woman when she's upset.

Y/N: But this is the U.S. government we're dealing with. The government of a country that's starting to pander to the lowest denominator. She's in danger despite that. Plus....I'm kinda horny and her cherry pie sounds good right about now...

Blitzø: Do you ever honestly shut up about Sex?! It's always *mockingly imitates Y/N* "Oh, how's your sex life? Mine's great" "I can't tonight. I'm fucking someone!" "I wonder who I'm gonna fuck today!" It's pathetic you use being a whore to make yourself look cool!

Y/N: Wow that was....really personal.

Blitzø was just as surprised as me.

Blitzø: Y'know, you're right! I don't know why the fuck I just let my guts spill like that.

I noticed a weird scent and noticed the green gas in the room.

Y/N: The fuck is that?

Blitzø: It smells....I don't know but what the fuck is it?!

Y/N: I....think it's some truth serum.

Blitzø: Oh, you just guess that's what it is?

Y/N: Well I don't see YOU coming up with something! Just....ask me something you wouldn't normally ask me!

Blitzø: Ok....uh....do you swallow or do ass to mouth?

Y/N: Yeah both....wait-fuck!

Blitzø: Heh, knew it.

Y/N: I'll have you know I DON'T get fucked!

Blitzø: So you let it go in another slut's ass and suck?

Y/N: I do-oh you little troll! That's why you have a tacky suit! Fuck-sorry.

Blitzø: How fuckin' dare you! Youuu have shitty taste in music! AH, I'm sorry!

Y/N: What?! You said you liked the band I bought you a ticket to see!

Blitzø: I lied! I left halfway through!

Y/N: You... You looked me in the eyes and said you loved it!

Blitzø: It was awful, Y/N! It was about ugly, stupid mermaaaaiiiiids!

We started bawling our eyes out like babies.

Blitzø: Oh God, I've said so many lies to you!

My vision started getting hazy. I stopped crying and looked at Blitzø with an angry glare.

Y/N: This is all your fault you pompous little red bitch!

Blitzø: My fault?! You're the shittiest employee I've ever had, and I have Moxxie!

3rd pov 
We get the shot of a rather nice-looking house, not really a mansion but close to it. The camera pans to a TV playing the news.

Anchor: Good evening, let's go straight to breaking news. We're hearing reports that an ancient Mayan artifact known as the "Devil's Key"....

The sound of the TV fades into the background as we see the living room, where several armed men are creeping into the house. They walk around the house until they find a bedroom with a large speaker, but a cell phone goes off and draws their attention. They turn from the cell phone and hear footsteps, prompting them to look at a door. From the door emerges Y/N, fixing his cuff, wearing a black suit without a tie. They see the key around his neck as he buttoned up his dress shirt, staring at them rather blankly. He said nothing and walked to the phone and picked it up to check it.

"See ya in 10 baby x."

Y/N: Hm...

"Make it 30."

He sent the message and put the phone away before turning on a small fan and looking in the round mirror in the room.

Y/N: Been trav'lin' in packs that I can't carry anymore
Been waitin' for somebody else to carry me
There's nothin' that's there for me at my door
All the people I know aren't who they used to be

He swung the weighted end of his weapon in a circle before throwing it at a robber, wrapping it around his neck.

Y/N: Oh, it's Saturday night, yeah

Y/N walked into the bathroom, grabbed a comb, and started running it through his hair.

Y/N: Swear to God, I ain't ever gonna repent
Mama, can I get another amen?

Y/N grabbed a robber who was running to him by the neck and lifted him before throwing him out of the window.

Y/N: Oh, oh, it's Saturday night, yeah

The robbers downstairs hear several thumps and see things falling off of the walls. Even the chandelier shook from the impacts. Another robber was bashed into the door from the other side, breaking holes into the door and surprising the others. Eventually, he was thrown into the room through the door, allowing Y/N to walk into the room and put on his sunglasses.

Y/N: And every mornin' when I wake up
I wanna be who I couldn't say I'd ever been

He flipped a lever, turning on the giant speaker. The robbers looked at it before turning back to Y/N, who was putting on a guitar.

Y/N: But it's so much more than I ever was
If every night I go to sleep knowin'

He struck a cord on the guitar, making the speaker burst from the bass and send the robbers flying. Transition to the kitchen, where one of the robbers hit the island bar.

Y/N: That I gave everything that I, I had to give
Then it's all I could've asked for

Y/N was on one side and another robber was on the other. Indifferent, Y/N took off his sunglasses and threw them to the robber, which landed perfectly on his eyes.

Y/N: I've been standing up beside everything I've ever said, but

He grabbed the arm of the robber on the floor and then a butcher knife before staring the standing robber in the eyes. He slammed his hand on the dull end of the knife, chopping the robber's arm off.

Y/N: Oh, it's Saturday night, yeah

A robber came behind and tried to hit Y/N with a bat, but Y/N dodged it and made the robber hit the counter. This caused the bat to ricochet from the counter and hit the robber on the forehead.

Y/N: I pray for the wicked on the weekend
Mama, can I get another amen?

Y/N grabbed the disoriented robber and slammed his head into the cleaver, killing him. He grabbed a pot of boiling liquid and threw it into the face of another robber before stabbing another in the head and slamming him against a built-in oven.

Y/N: Oh, oh, it's Saturday night, yeah

He opened a cabinet door, which hit another robber, before grabbing a pair of tongs out. He used the tongs to grab a hot potato out of the oven and used that potato to counter a knife stab from another robber. He broke that robber's arm and stabbed him with the knife, potato still attached.

Y/N: Swear to God, I ain't ever gonna repent
Mama, can I get another amen?

He threw that robber over the island bar and walked to the microwave. He opened the drawer and took out a handful of silverware, throwing it into the microwave and turning it on.

Y/N: Oh, oh, it's Saturday night, yeah

Two robbers come just in time to see the microwave sparking and explode. The camera shifts to Y/N walking out of the kitchen.

Y/N: If I had one more day to wish
If I had one more day

He started lighting a stick of dynamite.

Y/N: To be better than I could have ever been

The dynamite fuse sparked to life. And he started looking to his right side.

Y/N: If I had one more day to wish
If I had one more day

He threw the dynamite to the frantic thieves while giving a ghost of a smile.

Y/N: I could be better, but, baby

Y/N watched as the thieves were blown up, the explosion kicking up debris. He heard the doorbell ring, so he answered it. At the door was a girl with her back facing him. She turned around and gave him a flirty smile, making him smile for the first time tonight. 

Y/N: Oh, it's Saturday night, yeah

The two are hugged up and walk through the destruction of Y/N's house, hitting the island bar, sink, and a few other things while rubbing up on one another.

Y/N: I pray for the wicked on the weekend
Mama, can I get another amen?

They twirl together and she grabs his jacket, resting a hand on the side of his face.

Y/N: Oh, oh, it's Saturday night, yeah

They waltz into the dusty bedroom and start removing their tops, leaving her in a bra and him in his dress shirt.

Y/N: Swear to God, I ain't ever gonna repent
Mama, can I get another amen?

They twirl around until Y/N puts the girl onto the couch.

Y/N: Oh, oh, it's Saturday night, yeah

He ripped open his dress shirt, revealing the key around his neck and his muscular torso. He threw his jacket.

Y/N: It's Saturday, Saturday, it's Saturda~ay

Upon that final Saturday, she kicked him in the crotch, making him fall to his knees as she walked behind him.

Y/N: Oh, oh, it's Saturday night, yeah

She pushed him to the couch before punching him repeatedly, still singing.

Y/N: Swear to God, swear to God, swear to God

She turned around and grabbed a bat before looking at him.

Y/N: Oh, oh, it's Saturday night, yeah

She hit him with the bat, causing the already weakened Y/N to hit the ground.

Y/N was on a white table in a white shirt, jeans, and black Converse.

Y/N: This is Gospel for the fallen ones
Locked away in permanent slumber
Assembling their philosophies
From pieces of broken memories

The priests start examining his face like medical professionals, meticulously going over every detail of his face.

Y/N: Oh Woah-oh

They put a blue cover over him before removing a flap to examine his arms. The camera then pans to them putting an oxygen mask on his mouth.

Y/N: Oh Woah-oh

They lift the cover on his right leg to text his reflexes with another priest writing down the results. They put a stethoscope on his abdomen and thorax, checking for something.

Y/N: The gnashing teeth and criminal tongues
Conspire against the odds

Eventually, they put a red 'X' on the cover and grabbed a scalpel, preparing to make an incision.

Y/N: But they haven't seen the best of us yet

??? Whisper: We're doing this because we love you....

Y/N opened his eyes and ripped the mask off.

Y/N: If you love me let me go

He shot up, trying to escape but the priests pulled him back onto the bed. He managed to shrug their hands off but they kept grabbing him.

Y/N: If you love me let me go

They spun him around and several tried to cover his mouth, but he forced his head up to speak.

Y/N: Cause these words are knives that often leave scars

They tried to put a restraint strap on his forehead, but he overpowered them.

Y/N: The fear of falling apart

He tried to get up from the bed, but the priests kept grabbing him.

Y/N: And truth be told I never was yours

They finally managed to pin him down, prompting them to start restraining him.

Y/N: The fear, the fear of falling apart

As Y/N struggled to escape, the priests were holding him down while one put a mask on his face. The other was attempting to stick a needle into his arm. He started getting woozy until he fell asleep. The scene changed to him being dressed by a pair of arms connected to an unseen person.

Y/N: This is Gospel for the vagabonds
Ne'er-do-wells and insufferable bastards

They crossed his arms, closed his eyes, and put him in a coffin.

Y/N: Oh Woah-oh

They started putting nails in the coffin. After that, the coffin started filling with water.

Y/N: Oh Woah-oh

After a bit, Y/N opened his eyes as the coffin was continuously being filled with water.

Y/N: Don't try to sleep through the end of the world
And bury me alive
Cause I won't give up without a fight

Y/N was finally fully submerged in the water, but that didn't stop him.

Y/N: If you love me let me go

He burst forth from the coffin, splashing water everywhere. The coffin itself was being destroyed, sending pieces of wood everywhere along with the water.

Y/N: If you love me let me go

Soaked, Y/N started running through dry wall, fueled by his determination to escape.

Y/N: Cause these words are knives that often leave scars

The priests finally caught Y/N and pinned him down.

Y/N: The fear of falling apart

They ripped open his dress shirt to reveal a bunch of chains. They started grabbing the chains and pulling them out and wrapping him in them.

Y/N: And truth be told I never was yours
The fear, the fear of falling apart

They unraveled him and the chains started going everywhere to tie him up.

Y/N: The fear of falling apart

The chains started to wrap around his legs, making him fall.

Y/N: The fear of falling apart

He managed to get out of the chains and start running while being pursued by the chains.

Y/N: The fear, the fear of falling apart

Unfortunately, they managed to catch him. The chains started raveling him up and visions of the priests started flashing through his mind.

Y/N: The fear of falling apart

He escaped and ran away, only for the process to repeat itself.

Y/N: The fear of falling apart

Again he escaped, but the chains wrapped around his waist to slow him down as the visions kept flashing.

Y/N: The fear of falling apart

He finally managed to escape, removing the chains and running towards the light

Y/N: The fear of falling apart

Y/N was falling through a black void after escaping the priests. When he finally hits some form of solid ground, it is revealed to be black dirt littered with bones. The camera pans to Y/N before he opens his eyes.

Y/N: Welcome to the end of eras
Ice has melted back to life

He shot up and looked around frantically at his environment, but not worried.

Y/N: Done my time and served my sentence
Dress me up and watch me die

His hand became a darker brown with feint orange veins. It gripped the dirt and twisted around with audible cracking.

Y/N: If it feels good, tastes good
It must be mine

He looked at his hand before gripping his head and closing his eyes, seemingly in pain.

Y/N: Dynasty decapitated
You just might see a ghost tonight

He held his stomach before doubling over, rubbing his hands in the dirt as he got up. He held his stomach before lifting his shirt, revealing the darker skin with the same volcanic veins as on his hand.

Y/N: And if you don't know now you know

He gained a crazed look in his eyes.

Y/N: I'm taking back the crown
I'm all dressed up and naked

He started ripping off his shirt, revealing his skin was getting darker in different splotches and the volcanic veins were becoming more apparent.

Y/N: I see what's mine and take it

He fell to his hands and knees as a small black tail came from his lower body. His hair also gained a streak of orange.

Y/N: Oh yeah, the crown

He lifted up his head to show the small black horns on his head, which have a slight orange glow to them. He slammed his fist on the ground before crawling forward.

Y/N: So close I can taste it
I see what's mine and take it

He started standing up with his arm raised high.

Y/N: Oh yeah

He fell to his knees again, holding his stomach. He finally looked up, revealing himself with fully darker skin, a black wolf tail, and black horns. His veins are still glowing, albeit faintly.

Y/N: Sycophants on velvet sofas
Lavish mansions, vintage wine

He finally stood up. The camera kept looking away and each time it panned back to him, he was closer until it was on his face.

Y/N: I am so much more than royal
Snatch your chain and mace your eyes

He took a step, making his neck crack. 

Y/N: If it feels good, tastes good

After a few steps, his eyes rolled to the back of his head before looking down with a smile.

Y/N: It must be mine

The camera started to zoom out.

Y/N: Heroes always get remembered
But you know legends never die

Y/N wagged his finger while giving a predatory smile. His body started cringing and stretching while the camera pans out and zooms in on a skull.

Skull: And if you don't know now you know

The camera went back to Y/N, who had gained bright orange highlights in his hair, and an orange tail of flames as well as orange eyes with black sclera. His once black horns had also become a vibrant orange color. The volcanic lines on his body became more prominent, glowing like flames.

Y/N: I'm taking back the crown

He got up and started jumping, bucking, and scratching at the camera.

Y/N: I'm all dressed up and naked
I see what's mine and take it

The camera started spinning around Y/N, showing off his new demonic features.

Y/N: Oh yeah, the crown
So close I can taste it

He looked at the camera and did a pose as if roaring.

Y/N: Oh yeah

The camera pans out to a trio of skulls.

Skulls: Mortal kings are ruling castles

The camera pans to a single skeleton in the dirt waving its hands.

Skeleton: Welcome to my world of fun

The camera pans to a skeleton lying on its side on a large rock.

Skeleton: Liars settle into sockets

A trio of skulls start floating, thunder sounding in the background.

Skulls: Flip the switch and watch them run

Everything turns black for a moment. Thunder rang out and Y/N was wrapped in an orange glow with even more drastic features. His once orange, now black, horns pointed forward and he gained a black crest on his lower jaw and chin. On the backs of his arms are black scales going from his hands to his elbows, covering the upper part of his forearms. Under those scales is a small layer of orange fur, which is also on his shoulders along with the same black scales. Going down the length of his shoulders are black spikes. His tail retains the orange fur, but it's covered in orange scales, giving it a bulky yet sleek look. His legs have the same scales from the knee to the foot, but the lower part of his legs below the knee look more draconic. He also has 4 arms and a more muscular upper body.

Y/N: Oh yeah, oh

He got on all fours and jumped up before standing on his feet.

Y/N: I'm taking back back
Taking back back the crown

He admired his new demonic form before cracking his head at the camera.

Y/N: I'm all dressed up and naked
I see what's mine and take it

He grabbed a skull and crushed it, his predatory smile never leaving.

Y/N: Oh yeah, the crown
So close I can taste it

He pushed the camera away, spreading his 4 arms.

Y/N: I see what's mine and take it

He looked at the camera with a smirk, his tail crushing a rock in a show of dominance.

Y/N: Oh yeah

He went around destroying anything in his way before coming to a gate. As he was bathed in a red glow, the camera panned to his hand where he held a bloody skull with a familiar pair of glasses.

3rd pov
Y/N and Blitzø finally wake up from their acid trip. They were silent for a while until Y/N broke it.

Y/N: Hey...you know how you always call me a dog?

Blitzø: Kinda...

Y/N: I don't find it demeaning like you think. It feels....nice to know you try to depend on me....

Blitzø: Really? After you make scenes like a fat skank on her period?

Y/N: I didn't like it at first but....I started to get more used to being a Hellhound killer. Truth is Blitzø....I'm afraid.....Afraid that you all might push me away when you find out the truth...

Blitzø: About what?

Y/N: Everything....my past....my insecurities....my secrets and fears....everything about me. That's why I act the way I do, drink like a sailor, take enough drugs to kill Ozzy Osborne....so you guys don't think I'm a sissy....

Blitzø: Y/N I...I know what you're capable of. I'm not hard on you like I am Moxxie because....because treating you like some guard dog or some shit actually makes you a good killer. At first....I thought you were some edge lord vigilante that killed scum because some random crook offed your parents, and my opinion is always right, you know.

Y/N chuckled a little.

Blitzø: But....don't care what everyone else thinks. You're a deadly killer, a raging bag of teeth and claws....and a really good friend. I'm proud to call you my employee.

Y/N: Thanks Blitzø....

The two hear banging in the vents, making them look up. Millie crashes through the ceiling, landing with a superhero pose.

Y/N: There's the Shortstack killer of mine!

Millie runs over to Y/N and Blitzø and begins to untie them.

Blitzø: Impressive work, Mills! How'd you get here all by yourself?

Y/N and Millie's kiss got interrupted by Loona smashing through the one-way window. Y/N chuckled as she used Agent 2 as a battering ram.

Y/N: There's my Moon!

Loona: Get your asses out here before MORE FUCKERS SHOW UP!

Loona threw Agent 2 into Agent 1 before jumping into the room while turning back into her Hellhound form. She put a bag down, making the boys grin at each other. Blitzø grabbed his flintlock as Y/N took out BALROG and CROW I. Agent 1 slammed his hand on a button, ringing the alarm and making several DHORKS Agents with Japanese Edo weapons fall from the ceiling. More agents come and encircle the group of Demons.

Blitzø: Ooookay, I've had one too many emotions for today! Guys...

Y/N: Let's FUCK these FUCKERS UP RIGHT IN THE PUSSY!

One agent tried to hit Blitzø with a Kusarigama, but Loona was quick to bite it. She yanked hard, throwing the wielder across the room to hit an agent with a katana. A female tried to hit Loona when she was distracted, but Y/N shot her with BALROG I, sending brain matter everywhere. Loona spun and stabbed another agent with the Kusarigama sickle using her mouth. She releases the kusarigama and grabs the chain in her hands while running, wrapping it around another agent's neck and yanking hard enough to decapitate both him and the agent with the sickle end in her throat, sending both their heads flying.

Y/N was surrounded by agents, all brandishing their Edo period weapons. He grinned and swapped his guns for CROW 9. An agent with a katana charged at him, but Y/N caught the blade and broke it before stabbing the assailant with the broken piece. He used the drowning corpse as a shield to block another katana agent before smashing his head into the ground, killing him instantly. He fluidly dodged a plethora of throwing stars before biting one thrower's neck and punching another in the chest, using the hydraulics to make a localized shockwave in the victim's body. Y/N punched his fists together, blowing them all away. He turned to Loona, watching her graceful yet brutal kicking style. 

Y/N: Damn she got sexy legs....

Millie jumps and twirls in the air with her axe and goes for an agent wielding a katana. He tries to block but the axe easily breaks through his sword and cleaves him in half, splattering blood and brain matter around her. Millie sees an agent with a two-handed sword running toward her, so she runs up to him and dismembers him in two quick swings. Using her axe, she blocked a few shurikens thrown at her in time for a Hellhound Y/N to maul the thrower to death. Millie jumps and flips in the air before briefly clashing with a sword-wielding agent before taking off his entire lower half. She then happily ran to kill more agents, twirling her axe.

With the help of Y/N, Blitzø shot at agents while they were back to back. After running out of ammo, Blitzø discards his flintlock and reaches for the backpack.

Blitzø: Y/N, cover me!

Y/N: You got it!

Y/N summoned CROW 3 and unleashed a torrent of bullets at any agent he saw. In a fluid motion, Y/N discarded the empty gun and caught the golden revolvers Blitzø threw to him. Blitzø grabbed a knife and smirked before going around and stabbing or decapitating any agents that got close.

Blitzø: EAT MY ASS!

Y/N: AND KISS THE BOTTOM OF MY LEFT NUT!

Blitzø picked up a severed head and took a selfie, with Y/N in the background looking badass, before discarding the head. Y/N finally ran out of ammo, so he switched to viciously beating the agents with the empty guns. Blitzø picks up a demonic pump-action shotgun, fires off a shot, and then hands it to Y/N, who blasts two more agents with it. With a nod, they split up to help the girls. 

Blitzø slithers up into Loona's hair and shoots an agent with a crossbow. One agent swings at her with a sword but she counters with a roundhouse kick to the face. As Blitzø jumps away, Loona delivers a powerful uppercut to the jaw of another sword-wielding agent, sending him into the air. An agent with twin sai comes at her and she crouches down before leaping towards him, biting down so his entire head is in her mouth. She briefly shakes him back and forth before throwing him and grabbing another agent by the face, slamming him to the floor. Blitzø hands her an energy rifle of some sort, which she fires at a few agents.

Loona: DIE MOTHERFUCKERS! 

Loona noticed Blitzø staring at her with tears in his eyes

Loona: What?

Blitzø wiped a tear out of his eye.

Blitzø: I am just so damn proud of you, Loonie!

Blitzø hugs Loona's face and kisses her cheek.

Blitzø: Bye, sweetie!

Blitzø went over to Millie, who was killing agents with Y/N.

Y/N: DIE MOTHERFUCKER DIE MOTHERFUCKER DIE!

Blitzø: Hey, Mills!

Millie: Hey, Blitzø! Just one sec!

Y/N grabbed Millie's legs and spun, cutting down a few agents with her axe before throwing her into another agent. She spun her ax and cut a katana-wielding agent to ribbons. Blitzø offered her a pump-action shotgun.

Blitzø: Need a gun?

Millie: Nah, I'm good!

Millie spins, slicing the female agent Y/N kicked towards her. Y/N cupped his hands and Millie jumped off them landing on a female agent wrapping her legs around her neck and decapitating at least two more agents with the ax. Y/N kicked the leg of the one Millie used as a pillar, making her fall before Millie began strangling her with her thighs.

Blitzø: How about some water?

Millie: Sure!

Blitzø squeezes the bottle, letting the water go into her mouth]

Millie: Ahhh. Thanks, Blitz!

Millie snaps the agent's neck with her thighs, making Y/N whimper somewhat like a dog as he ripped another agent's heart out.

Y/N: Aw.....jealous.

Millie giggled and ran off to kill more people. Y/N chuckled as he had an agent in a chokehold.

Y/N: Man I love that woman.

He ripped the agent's head off and used it as a mace. Blitzø slithered onto Y/N's back before holding the backpack in front of him.

Blitzø: Need a gun?

Y/N: Sure, who would turn that down?

Y/N grabbed a shotgun out of the backpack and shot a few times before he threw it into the air, dodging several sword slashes as he flipped. Blitzø grabbed the shotgun and unloaded the rest of the slugs into the remaining agents. Y/N threw Blitzø off him, who stabbed an agent to death, while he gave a high kick to a female agent, breaking her neck. Y/N slid under the legs of an agent and pulled them back, making his chin hit the ground before pinning him into a Camel clutch. Blitzø came over with a can.

Blitzø: Monster? Bang?

Y/N: Both you son of a bitch!

Blitzø pierced the cans so Y/N could shotgun them while Blitzø held them. After that, Y/N licked his lips.

Y/N: Thanks, man.

Y/N pulled upwards, snapping the agent's neck. Blitzø pulls out a submachine gun and a shogun with a sadistic smile.

Blitzø: Now, who wants some quality time with Daddy?

Blitzo spins his guns and runs at an agent with sai before leaping on him, firing at five agents with his shotgun then blasting the one he's grabbed onto. He leaps off and frontflips, killing two agents with the submachine gun. Once he lands, he pulls a spiked baseball bat out of the backpack, trips an agent with it, and then beats him in the stomach. He pulls a grenade out of the backpack and uses the bat to hit it away into a group of hapless agents. IMP killed more agents in their own ways: Loona firing her energy rifle at more agents, Millie decapitating someone with an axe, and Y/N going as far as shoving a head up someone's ass.

Blitzø: Damn you took eatin' ass to a WHOLE 'nother level! Now hold this.

Blitzø gave Y/N the backpack and went inside before pulling out an oversized rocket launcher named "My Dick".

https://youtu.be/v5wk4QLsfhM

Y/N: WHAT THE F-

Y/N was cut off by the explosion from the Pussy Destroyer rocket. He waved away some of the smoke and went to the girls.

Y/N: Y'all ok?

Blitzø jumped onto Y/N's back with a triumphant smile.

Blitzø: WOOOOOO! How's THAT for demon scum?!

Their celebration was cut short by everything turning red. Before they can leave, the doors close in front of them. A set of iron bars lowers in front of the doors, then a garage door closes further down, then a large steel door clamps down, lasers activate outside of it, and bathroom doors close outside of that, the vacancy indicator switching to "Occupied".

Y/N: OH SON OF A PROTESTANT WHORE!

Loona takes out the grimoire and tries to read it.

Loona: Shhhit! I can't... I can't read the spell in this light! I can't see dick!

Blitzø searched the bag, only to see it was empty.

Blitzø: Well, shit. Looks like we've milked this weapon tit dry, and now we're out of badassery.

Y/N: Not yet. I got one more trick up my sleeve.

Y/N grabbed a severed arm and started tracing a symbol with the blood. After he was done, he cut his finger and let a drop of his own blood drip onto it.

Y/N: Hey Stolas! If you come and help us I'll eat your ass like groceries!

The shadows of IMP start melding and contorting into demonic beasts. A screen flickered to life with static, making the agents look at it in confusion. The TV turns off to let the agents see their reflection and a four-eyed silhouette. The agents are startled as the screen breaks off of the wall before it falls at their feet and slides away. Two more screens then break off of the wall while the rest shudder and display static.

???: Who daaares threaten... my impish little plaything and my dashing beast?

Agent 1: Who said that?!

The agents look at the floor, where bird-like footprints appear coming towards them. Another monitor bashes Agent 1 in the face, removing his shades and knocking him to the floor. He turns to look at Agent 2. Agent 2's head is spasming, her red eyes wide and mouth slack in shock and horror. 

Around her, dead bodies stand up, eyes completely black and empty. Agent 2 tries to stop her head spasming with her hands but fails. The black-eyed bodies kneel. Agent 1 stands back up, his shades returned to his face and attempts to approach Agent Two. She removes her own shades and her head twists around to look at Agent 1. She now has sharp teeth, bloodshot eyes, and her mascara has formed sharp streaks down her cheeks

Agent 2/???: What's the matter, demon hunter? Never seen a REAL demon before?

The dead bodies draw a summoning circle around Agent 2 in their own blood, which is now dripping from their eyes and mouths. She chuckles maliciously, eye twitching and nose bleeding. Agent 1 looks on in terror as Agent 2's head whips back to its normal orientation. Her eyes have rolled back. She throws her head back and vomits shadowy sludge and feathers. Demented laughter can be heard in a variety of voices. Agent 2 and the I.M.P. gang watch, with Loona snapping a photo for the groupchat, as the shadows coalesce into a demonic, shadowy owl monster. The shadow beast approaches the two agents, screaming and roaring at them as they huddle together out of sheer horror. The demon beast's essence pulls back and turns into Stolas, looking at the agents with disdain. He turns away from them and clicks a button, shutting off the alarm and the red light as well. The series of doors is heard opening off-screen. Stolas walks up to the gathered I.M.P. group, stopping in front of Blitzo.

Y/N: Holy fuck you actually answered.

Stolas chuckled and rubbed Y/N's cheek, making him purr despite being a Hellhound.

Stolas: Are you hurt puppy?

Y/N: No...~.

Stolas pecks his forehead and checked on Blitzø.

Blitzø: Ugh. I'm fine, Stolas.

Stolas: Mm. Good.

Stolas gently caressed Blitzø's head before pulling it and speaking in a sharper, angrier tone.

Stolas: How the FUCK... did you get caught by humans?! Are you little creatures not being careful up here?! You know, if you get in trouble, I get in trouble! WE... don't want that!

Y/N: They caught us off guard and even had some occult bullshit that kept me from using my guns.

Stolas: That's concerning...I'll look into it for you puppy.

Stolas pats Y/N again, who leans into it.

Blitzø: You can unclench your bird-puss, Stolas. It's not gonna happen again, 'kay?

Stolas: Luckily for you... most don't believe the word of the demon-obsessed lunatics, they are seen as kooks! Kooks! Such a silly word!

Stolas clapped his hands and opened a portal to the IMP office.

Stolas: Now! Let us all return!

Y/N: Yes, please. I have some liquor calling my na-

Loona: No, you're fucking me. No ifs, ands, or buts other than mine in the air.

Loona jumped into Y/N's arms and the two made out while walking through the portal. Stolas picks up Blitzø in a bridal carry.

Stolas: Am I going to get any thank you for the rescue, Blitzy?

Blitzø: Well, I suppose you should. Want me to fuck your brains out tonight?

Stolas: Very much so.

Stolas leans in for a kiss, but Blitzø grabs the back of Stolas' head and pulls it back, causing him to blush.

Blitzø: Alright. But, you're keepin' quiet, or I'm usin' those bear traps.

Blitzø runs a finger down Stolas's face as he shudders with obvious pleasure, his feathers fluffing out.

Stolas: Ohhhh, please do~

The two of them started to French kiss as they walked through the portal.

Loona and Y/N: AWOOOOOOOO~!

Let's just say....Y/N got a lot of complaints that night. 

(A/N: So there was symbolism in each song Y/N sung while he was high:

"Say Amen" represents Y/N getting caught in the past and the key represents his "sin"

"This is Gospel" represents the cult trying to bring him back in and the chains represent his turmoil

"Emperor's New Clothes" represents him truly accepting his future in Hell

If you don't have a good imagination, then this is the video of everything Y/N did. Now for "This is Gospel", replace the ropes with chains and replace the doctors with priests in robes. In "Emperor's New Clothes", imagine him slowly turning into his demon form.)

https://youtu.be/qru93TV7Lks

(This took longer than I thought but it was worth it because I can start on the Ozzie's chapter.......after I finally get some sleep because it's 2 in the morning as of posting this)