Here's the next chapter, enjoy.

At the apartment where Millie, Moxxie, and Linc live. Moxxie was sleeping peacefully until he opened his eyes to Millie staring down at him with a lustful gaze.

Moxxie: ........ Can I have my coffee first?

Millie: No.

In Linc's room, the young Hellhound was awoken by the sound of squeaking. Void chuckled, Noir was making nervous, while Linc only seemed confused. 

About half an hour later, Linc was making breakfast. Moxxie and Millie came out of their bedroom, Moxxie was limping while rubbing his lower back. Moxxie grabbed some coffee while Millie began eating her eggs and sausage.

Linc: Is your guys' spring box busted? There was a lot of squeaking coming from your room.

Moxxie spat out his coffee and Millie nearly choked on her eggs. Void let out a guttural laugh while Noir left the room immediately. While Linc waited for an answer, the two imp parents sweated bullets as they tried to think of something to say.

*****

At the I.M.P. office. Ms. Mayberry was following Blitzo for a tour around the office.

Blitzo: Alright, Mayberry. While you're working for us, you'll be doing some odd jobs around the building. I'd let you help with killings, but...

Ms. Mayberry: Your already pushing it by going to the living world.

Blitzo: Yep, and if a Sinner goes back then to the living world will be some uptight asshole from the higher ranks in Hell is gonna be up my ass more than-

Ms. Mayberry: You don't need to explain.

Blitzo: Well. there are some things you should know about.

Blitzo pointed at Moxxie, who was cleaning guns.

Blitzo: Moxxie helps clean and maintain our weapons. You'll be loading and cleaning our guns.

Moxxie: I'm gonna have to show you how to do most of these. (holds up a flintlock pistol) Sir, likes flintlocks for some reason.

Ms. Mayberry: I look forward to it.

Blitzo: Next up, files and call taking. Loona normally handles it-

Moxxie: (from the kitchen) More like pretends to do it! Like now! She's currently drinking on the job!

Loona: (from a different room) Fuck! Off!

Ms. Mayberry: So you want me to handle taking calls?

Blitzo: Yup. Loona gets sloshed and forgets people's names. Especially if it's a call from a Sinner.

Ms. Mayberry: I don't mind, just direct those calls to me.

Blitzo: You'll need to have a discussion with Loona on it first. We already talked about the fact that Sinner callers usually refuse to be in touch with any of us.

Ms. Mayberry: Aww, poor thing.

Blitzo: (Holding up his index finger) But if you do well, you can remain in her good books. Learned that myself the hard way when I adopted her.

Ms. Mayberry: Ah, how nice of you.

Then Linc walked out of the kitchen with Loona, who had a beer bottle in her hellhound claws.

Blitzo: There's my baby girl, Loonie!

Loona: (blushes) Stop calling me that... Especially in front of your new hire!

Blitzo: Linc.

Linc: But's a cute nickname, Loonie.

Linc then pulled Loona into a small hug, she blushed heavily.

Loona: How... Dare you use... Linc against me...

Mrs. Mayberry couldn't help but smile at the two's sibling-like interaction.

Mrs. Mayberry: There like brother and sister.

Blitzo: Yup.

Blitzo stopped walking when he can to a closed door. He looked around the room for something or some.

Blitzo: Another thing you should know. Never stand near a door unless you see-

Suddenly, Void slammed open the door, slamming Bltizo into the wall.

Linc: (leans out of the kitchen) Void! Stop opening doors like that! You're a book! You don't need the entire doorway!

Void grumbled as he floated inside, the door closed and Blitzo was revealed still against the wall.

Blitzo: Void, the first of the two magic books that are here, and the most violent. If you don't see him, stay away from the doors.

Ms. Mayberry: Noted.

After Blitzo pulled himself off the wall, he lead Mrs. Mayberry to a room filled with guns. Moxxie was sitting in the center, cleaning a rifle and adjusting the sights.

Blitzo: This is the gun room, where we keep most of our weapons. You'll be learning gun safety. I recommend using your legs for long-distance distances.

Ms. Mayberry: Really? I'll do my best.

Moxxie: Alright, first let me show you how to use a shotgun since you haven't touched a weapon since your death-

Moxxie is interrupted by a flash of light as Noir slams into the room, Millie chasing after Noir with a battle ax.

Millie: YOU HURT MY BABY AGAIN!?!?

Noir: I DIDN'T MEAN TOO!!! IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!!!

Mrs. Mayberry: What's going on?

Blitzo: That's Noir, he's another magic book. He carries our weapons when we go out for jobs. And the lady imp is Millie, she's the company's bruiser. What happened?

Noir: I ACCIDENTALLY DROPPED A HAMMER ON LOONA'S FOOT!!! NOW BOTH HELLHOUNDS ARE IN PAIN!!!

Blitzo stayed silent for about a minute before his look of calmness was replaced by a look of rage. He then pulled out two flintlock pistols and joined Millie in chasing Noir.

Blitzo: SOME BOOK GONNA DIE TONIGHT!!!

Blitzo joined Millie in chasing Noir, who had gotten away. Millie was in front of Blitzo and Noir was in front of Blitzo.

Millie: WHY DON'T YOU TAKE OVER WHILE I GO AT HIS SPINE!!!

*****

After the two imps stopped chasing Noir, Millie was tending to her son, Linc, who was curled up on the couch, clutching his stomach and whimpering. Blitzo was bandaging up his adopted daughter's foot, and Loona wasn't too happy about it, as she was repeatedly pulling away from Blitzo.

Loona: Biltz, I'm fine, I'll just walk it off.

Blitzo: Hellhound and even normal dog bones are frail, Loonie.

The hellhound teenager rolled her eyes. Blitzo finished putting on the bandages on Loona's foot, he then helped her over to the couch with Linc, who was being fed stomach medicine.

Mrs. Mayberry: So, what happened?

Moxxie: You've met the two magic books, Void and Noir? Both of those two books live under a rule they can't break under any situation. Void can say anything in any known language and Noir can harm anything for any reason. And since they are books. Since they are books, Linc's the one who takes the punishment.

Mrs. Mayberry: I see.

Blitzo: He's a sweet kid, but he's a bit... Passive for his age.

Mrs. Mayberry: A rare trait for a hellhound.

Moxxie: So he doesn't like to fight, so what? Regardless, we should return to work. Mrs. Mayberry, let's go back to the basics of gun maintenance. Millie, take care of Linc.

Moxxie and Mrs. Mayberry returned to the gun room, passing by Noir who was stabled to the door. Void was next to Noir, making a gurgling laughing noise.

Mrs. Mayberry: Should we help him?

Blitzo: Don't bother, he won't notice.

Mrs. Mayberry: Okay.

Back in the gun room, Moxxie had already moved over to the rack of guns and started taking out the weapons.

Moxxie: Alright, this is a flintlock. It's a bit of an antique gun but it's reliable.

Mrs. Mayberry: Oh, old-fashioned is right, but I didn't know how to use them.

Moxxie: It uses the hammer to discharge a projectile that travels over a long distance, so you need to hold the hammer. Keep your thumb on the hammer, to release, the trigger. If you were to pull back on the trigger too much, the gun might overheat.

Mrs. Mayberry: (looks at a shotgun) What's this?

Moxxie: That's a custom-made Franchi SPAS-12, the Vollmer VK-12 Combat Shotgun. One of my favorite guns! I made it myself! You just point, shoot, and whatever you point at will be turned into a red mist. It'll go through even stone.

Mrs. Mayberry: But I don't see any safety features on it.

Moxxie: Nonsense, the safety is- Always facing outward... WHO TOUCHED MY VOLLMER VK-12 COMBAT SHOTGUN!?!?! WHO TOUCHED MY GUNS?!?!?! BLITZO!!!

Blitzo: (from another room) Millie! We're going to get Mrs. Mayberry a new desk!

Moxxie: DON'T THINK YOU CAN JUST GET OUT OF THIS!!!

Moxxie marched out after the rapid leaving Blitzo.

*****

Loona was back at her desk and Linc could be heard in the bathroom. Loona was reading a magazine labeled, "Hot Hellhounds Monthly". She was about to reach below her beltline when Mrs. Mayberry exited the kitchen, Loona immediately yanked open a drawer with a bunch of other male model magazines and threw the magazine into it. Before pulling out another magazine about haircare products and shutting the drawer, acting like she had been reading that instead.

Mrs. Maybery: Quite a slow day, don't you think?

Loona: (clears throat) Yeah, it's just one of those days, no job offers so we're just forced to find something to pass the time.

Mrs. Maybery: So how about a nice cup of tea?

Loona: (chuckles) Oh, I don't think so, I'm not a big tea drinker.

Mrs. Maybery: I'll be right back.

Loona sat there, still reading her magazine. About fifteen minutes later Mrs. Maybery came back with two tea cups and a teapot.

Mrs. Maybery: I brought two tea cups, in case Linc wants some when he comes out of the bathroom.

Loona: (nods, uninterested tone) Okay.

Loona was trying to hide her sweat from being nearly caught reading her secret magazines. Linc then came out of the bathroom.

Linc: If it's not the stomach pain, it's the need to empty my bowels.

Mrs. Mayberry: (hands Linc a cup of tea) Here, have some tea.

Linc: Okay. (takes the cup) Thank you.

Mrs. Maybery: (pours Linc's tea) I suppose you'll be heading home soon?

Linc: Yeah, I don't really have much to do here, I've cleaned, prepared meals for everyone, and even cleaned the van before they left. I don't know what else to do, especially with this sick feeling.

Loona: (suddenly feeling like she's going to be sick) No, I think I'll go home too.

Linc: Is everything okay?

Loona: (holds up her injured foot) My foot.

Linc: Oh, that's right. I'll ask Dad if we can take you home after they get back.

Mrs. Mayberry: Well, mind if I ask why you two joined this company?

Loona: I needed the money and Blitzo offered.

Linc: I kinda just came in one day and then kept coming. My mom and dad both work for Loona's dad.

Mrs. Meyberry seemed genuinely surprised.

Mrs. Mayberry: I see, I thought you two were siblings given how friendly you are with each other. Especially with how rude she can be to Mr. Moxxie.

Loona: (disturbed) Never call fatty, Mr, Again.

Linc: But my dad isn't fat... It's really quiet... (looks around) Void? Where's Void? (looks up) Void, what are you doing up there?

Loona and Mrs. Mayberry looked up to see Void floating silently above them. Mrs. Mayberry didn't seem fazed, but Loona was in complete shock and more paler than normal.

Loona: (thinking) HOW LONG HAS HE BEEN UP THERE?!?!?!

Linc: How long have you been up there? And what are you doing up there?

Void made several grumbling noises and Loona's heart skipped in fear.

Linc: What are you talking about? Loona always reads magazines. Just like the one on the desk.

Void grumbles again and Linc looked at the magic book in confusion.

Linc: What's "Hot Hellhounds Monthly"?

Loona: SHUT UP YOU DAMN BOOK!!!

Loona grabbed a broom and began chasing Void around the office, while Linc just stared at Void as he made a noise of a mixture of laughter and taunting.

Loona: Get back here you damn floating book!

Linc: Mrs. Mayberry, do you know what this Hot Hellhounds Monthly is? We're in hell so I think everyone would be hot down here, so what's so bad about-

Mrs. Mayberry: No.

Linc: But-

Mrs. Mayberry: No.

*****

Outside the building, the I.M.P. van was parked out back and Blitzo, Moxxie, and Millie were trying to move the desk up the stairs as the one door it would fit through was up a half-turn staircase.

Millie: Blitz, I just don't think it's gonna fit!

Blitzo: Aw yeah it will! Come on! Up up up up!

The three imps lifted the desk and began going up the stairs, Moxxie was on the side and was being pressed against the railing.

Blitzo: Up! Yes! Here we go, pivot!

The imps began to pivot the desk up the staircase. Moxxie and Millie grunted trying to lift the desk and pivot up the stairs.

Blitzo: Pivot!

Moxxie groaned in annoyance as they continued up the stairs.

Blitzo: Pivot!

Millie had to use her body to lift the desk as his grip was becoming loose on it.

Blitzo: Pivot!

The imps reached the sharp turn of the stairs, where pivoting the desk was the hardest.

Blitzo: Pivot!

Moxxie: SHUT UP!!! SHUT UP!!! SHUT!!! UP!!

The imps continued to hoist the desk up the stairs until they get it to the door. A group of Sinners was following them, and one of them was a birdman with pitch-black feathers covering his bird head that had two blank white eyes and a gaping bleeding maw, arms with clawed hands, and upper legs. Two featherless bone-exposed wings, two grey bird feet with yellow claws, and wearing a suit jacket that was slightly covered in pitch black feathers, over a grey and yellow striped shirt, and a yellow tie.

Sinner: Mr. Raven (Pronounced like the first part of "Raven"ous), you sure this is a place for assassins? Looks more like a house of clowns.

Mr. Raven: Trust me, these Imps have managed to find two magic tomes, one that destroyed the half of city and the other that allows someone to get into the living world. They must be something special.

When the imps got inside, the Sinners followed after them.

Mr. Raven: Circle them! I want those grimoires!

In the halls in front of the I.M.P. office, Void was holding the drawer Loona was hiding her private magazines, it had been ripped out from the Hellhound teen's desk. Moxxie was pinching the bridge of his nose, and Linc could be seen peeking from the kitchen but Millie and Mrs. Mayberry pulled him back into the kitchen

Moxxie: FOUR FUCKING SECONDS!!! IT TOOK YOU FOUR FUCKING SECONDS TO PISS ME OFF AGAIN!!! SATAN DAMMIT!!! WERE YOU BORN TO PISS PEOPLE OFF!?!?!?

Loona: Geez, fatty calm down. It's Void's fault for being so nosy.

Void let out a guttural chuckle.

Loona: I can't understand that.

Moxxie: I DON'T WANNA HEAR THAT FROM A DRUNKARD WEED SMOKING GLUTTONOUS BITCH IN HEAT!!!

Blitzo: Hey! My daughter is not a bitch in heat!

Moxxie: AND MY SON WILL ACTUALLY CALL ME DAD!!!

Void: (points at Blitzo) Oooooooooooooo!

Loona: Does that count as speaking?

Noir: No, making sounds like that doesn't count.

The sounds of gun clicking rang out. The imps, books, and hellhound looked to see Mr. Raven and the other Sinners, all pointed guns at them ready to open fire, and on both ends of the hallway.

Mr. Raven: I'd explain myself but I really want that book to the living world. So I'll just take it.

Moxxie: (inhales deeply and sighs) Good sir... I am NOT in the mood for nonsense right now.

Mr. Raven chuckled.

Mr. Raven: Wrong time for you, right time for me. I've heard that you're all considered a "good" person down here, I.M.P. Well... Sorry to say this, but being a good person, doesn't get you loved. It gets you used.

Moxxie: My good man.

Moxxie flicked his wrist and wires revealed themselves before slicing the guns of the Sinners into pieces.

Mr. Raven: WHAT!?!?!?

Moxxie: I totally understand what you're saying. But let's look at this from a different perspective.

Moxxie clenched his fingers and the wires whipped around then tied up the Sinners in one move.

Moxxie: Before we decide to throw away those good qualities... Let's define "Good". A "Good Person" is Kind, but they are not Gullible. A "Good Person" Shows Respect, but they Expect it in Return. A "Good Person" will Lift You Up, but they will not tolerate you Putting Them Down. 

Mr. Raven tried to break free of the wires but one pull from Moxxie and the wires digging into his flesh was enough to stop him.

Moxxie: You see you can have a Good Heart, but that doesn't mean you're Passive. You see a "Good Person" will tell somebody Regardless of Who They Are. What they Need to hear, not necessarily what they Want to hear. You see a "Good Person" just like anybody else Has Standards, they have Goals and they set Boundaries. And whenever you cross them;

Moxxie yanked on the wires again and beheaded several Sinners in Mr. Raven's group, except for Mr. Raven.

Moxxie: They will check you. A "Good Person" will look out for you, but they have no problem saying "No". A "Good Person" has Patience, but that doesn't mean they're gonna let you take their Kindness for Weakness. So just because a person is "Good"...

Moxxie released the Sinners and Noir spat out Moxxie's Vollmer Vk-12 Combat Shotgun and an M1 Garand. Loona caught the combat shotgun and blew away all of the sinners on the opposite side of Mr. Raven's group with one buckshot shell, turning them into a red paste and red mist. Blitzo took the Garand and placed eight clean shots between the eyes of the remaining 

Moxxie: That doesn't mean they're gonna put up with Nonsense.

Mr. Raven: Go ahead, kill me. Only Exorcists can truly kill us. We'll just fall back into Hell if anything else kills us!

Moxxie: True, but that doesn't mean we can't just make your death slow and painful.

Void then floated down behind Mr. Raven. 

Void: Òå˜ç'.

Suddenly several spears of dark energy came sprouting out of the ground. Penetrating the birdman's chest cavity. Mrs. Mayberry leaned out of the office and looked down both ways of the hall.

Mrs. Mayberry: Does this happen often?

Blitzo: About once every week. Pretty calm so far.

Loona: (rolls her shoulder) Fuck, how do you fire that thing without breaking a shoulder.

Moxxie: A better understanding of how to deal with gun recoil.

Blitzo: Alright, enough playing around, let's get back to moving this desk.

Moxxie then struck a match and tossed it into Loona's magazine drawer. Setting the magazines on fire.

Loona: YOU FAT FUCKER!!! THOSE ARE LIMITED EDITIONS!!!

Loona tried to put them out while Moxxie and Blitzo moved the desk into the office. Mrs. Mayberry watched as the group continued to fight and bicker.

Mrs. Mayberry: (thinking) These people are crazy... Heh... But they certainly are closer than any human family I've seen.

Linc: Mrs. Mayberry! Do you want some fried chicken?

Mrs. Mayberry: (re-enters the I.M.P. office) I'd love some.

Mrs. Mayberry closed the door behind her and their voices could be heard through the door.

Blitzo: Pass the Pink Sauce!

Moxxie: We don't have pink sauce sir, and for good reason!

Blitzo: Could've sworn I bought some.

Moxxie: You did, and I canceled the order.

Millie: Loona, you got a little something on your face there.

Loona: Dammit! Is it chicken or ash from my mags?

Millie: Little bit of both actually.

Loona: Son of a bitch.

Linc: What did I do?

Loona: I said, "Bitch" not "Imp"

Linc: Oh.

To Be Continued...

That's all for this chapter. I hope you enjoyed it. Bye for now.