It's another day for I.M.P

Blitzo was driving the company's van along the street. After picking up Millie and Moxxie, he heads on over to their work place. Loona sat by the passenger seat as she was enjoying the music that was on the radio.

"Oh man, I love this song!" Loona said as she started singing along.

"You were the SPICY little demon with the bleach blonde hair!

"Fiendin' for some semen when I caught your stare!"

Blitzo glanced at his daughter with a mildly annoyed expression as he kept focusing on the wheel.

Millie, that was seated by the back of the van with her husband, was also annoyed of the music and Loona's singing as she had to cover her non-existent ears. Meanwhile, Moxxie rolled the window down and leaned out with a smile, despite Blitzo's reckless driving of him having to swerve around the road a lot.

They drove to an old parking lot that didn't have a guard for it, hence how it is filled to the brim with various cars. Blitzo swerve into the parking lot and headed for their designated spot. Suddenly, a black car pulls up to the parking spot they were heading.

"OH SHIT!" Blitzo exclaimed as he slam in the brakes whilst spinning the wheel until the van skids to a stop. The abrupt stop caused Blitzo to get launched to the steering wheel and hitting his chest.

"Dad! Are you alright? What happened?!" Loona ask in worry.

"I'm fine, Loona. I'm fine." Blitzo said before getting back on to the seat and turning off the radio, "Some bastard just stole our parking spot."

"What?!" Loona exclaimed before leaning out of the car window to see a black car occupying their parking spot. She glances at the license plate, which reads out 'SUCKS-4-LIFE'. "Oh, you "suck for life", do ya?!"

"Loona, what are you doing?" Blitzo asked, but she didn't answer as she took out a megaphone by the glove box before leaning out of the window.

"Listen up, you unoriginal black trash bag!" Loona called out to the vehicle. "You have three goddamn seconds to get your sorry ass out of our parking spot!- Oh, shit...Vortex?!"

The driver that Loona was calling out to got out of his vehicle, which revealed to be Vortex, a big and muscular lupine hellhound like Loona while having darker gray fur and a scar on his left eye.

He wears a ripped leather jacket with the sleeves torn off with glowing red spikes on it, along with a black undershirt and ripped grey pants, and spiked armbands for each of his arms. Vortex also has a tattoo on his left arm that is a crescent moon with a heart on it, but it is scribbled with white markings.

Vortex notices her by the van and smirks, "Well, look who it is. Luna."

"I should have known you'd be here." Loona said with a frown. "I could smell fish for miles, which is odd, because I believe the nearest ocean is THREE RINGS DOWN!"

"And I should have known you'd be here when I heard the Amber Alerts." Vortex replied.

"Well, I'm surprised that they let your fat ass out of rehab. I can see you clutching in to that Beelzejuice bottle like it's the last cock in hell for you, drunktard!"

"They let me out because I'm still famous. And rehab is for sad, loser wash-ups. Kind of like you." He said with a smirk.

Loona growled in anger as she stepped out of the car and stomp her way to Vortex, "Why are you parkin' here?! This is the ONLY parking spot our company has! So take your tampon race car somewhere else!"

"You blind, Luna? It has my name on it." Vortex points down as Loona sees the I.M.P was crossed out with black paint, replacing it with Vortex's name. Loona grumbled in anger, seeing that the company's name was crossed out and was replaced by Vortex's name.

While the two hellhounds were at their throats, Blitzo was peeking from Loona's seat, observing the entire scene with his eyes fixed on Vortex. "No way..." He uttered, couldn't believe he is seeing Vortex up close. Blitzo's a huge fan of his music.

"Anyways, I'm doing a bit of freelance for one of the infinitely more successful companies in the building and they wanted to have me come in this week to lead their team during spring break." Vortex explained.

"A week?!" Loona exclaimed, "No, no, you are NOT parking here for a fuckin' week!"

"You mad, Luna?" Vortex quipped, "Are you gonna run off, leaving someone else to pay for the hotel room, steal their car, and run three rings to Greed and max MY credit cards on useless expensive merchandise!?" Loona joined in unison on the last part with an eyeroll, knowing the sentence full well.

She then stomped her feet in frustration, "God dammit, you just can't let it go, do you?!"

"Go choke on a sandpaper, bitch." Vortex then walks off pass the I.M.P van, with Blitzo fearfully lowering his head when he walks pass the vehicle.

Loona follows him, "Hey, don't just leave me hanging here! You still need to move that trash wagon right now, or i will-"

"Ahem..." a voice called out behind Loona.

She turned around to see a pink Succubus holding a clipboard, wearing a white coat over her dark red crop top with a see-through neck area. She also had long white hair, with most of it tied in a bushy ponytail, giving the impression of short hair at the front.

"Do you mind?" Loona said to the succubus. "I'm having a conversation with this trash of a hound here."

"That's why I'm here." she replied, looking over at Vortex. "Vortex, we're running a bit late on schedule. Why are you still here?"

"Just having a little encounter with an ex here..." Vortex replied. Loona was surprised for a moment before turning to the male hellhound with a demanding look on her face. Vortex took notice of it, "Oh, you haven't met my manager yet. Meet Verosika."

"Oh what else is she, your new girlfriend?" Loona sneered.

"No, not even that close," Verosika responded, shaking her head. "Anyways, we're still behind schedule, Vortex. We don't have time for this nonsense. So chop-chop and let's go." Verosika gestured as the two began to walk away from the parking spot.

Vortex looked back at Loona one last time, "See ya, fuck stain." He said while giving her the finger as they head to the building.

Loona stood there, grumbling in anger. "I can't believe i wasted those good years with a fucking punk like that."

"Hold up!" Blitzo exclaimed, opening the van door, "Loona, you know Vortex?!"

"Huh? Oh, yeah. We dated." She said.

Moxxie then peeks out his head from the window and asked, "Was it before...or after he became a rock star?"

"YOU dated a rock star?!" Millie exclaimed, getting out of the van with a look of shock.

"Okay, why are you all acting like that's such a shock?" Loona asked.

"Hellooo, It's Vortex!" Blitzo stated, "And speaking of which, why haven't you told me that you dated him before?"

Loona rubbed the back of her neck with a nervous look, "I...don't like to talk about it often."

"Ooh! What was sex with him like?~" Moxxie inquired with a mischievous grin.

"Moxxie!" Millie exclaimed, shocked of what her husband just said.

"Whaaat? It's a rock star!" Moxxie proclaimed, "You'd wanna know what sex with Michael Crawford was like."

"...Touché." Millie replied.

"Okay, look, let's just drop this whole thing, alright!? You are all making this into a way bigger deal than it needs to be." Loona said as she then takes out the keys, "Moxxie, find a temporary spot for that truck, okay? Millie, Dad, let's go handle this shit."

She tosses Moxxie the car key as he gleefully catches it before going to the truck while Loona goes into the building with Blitzo and Millie.

________

At the building

The trio rode the elevator and reached the floor where their company is located. As they walked out, Blitzo was acting nervous, "Do you think they saw me? Fuck, I should've washed my face back home, and maybe put some deodorant."

"Don't worry, Dad. You're perfect the way you are, especially to me!" Loona said as she gave Blitzo another hug of appreciation, but the lanky imp wasn't having it.

"Get off, Loona!" Blitzo managed to free himself from her grasp, since Loona had been doing the hug thing for a while, and he had mastered getting out from the grasp of a hellhound. Blitzo then walked off while holding a handheld mirror to check his face until he bumped into someone.

"Hey, watch where you go-...go...go..." Blitzo trailed off when the person he bumped into was Vortex's manager - Verosika.

"Oh, sorry about that." Verosika chuckle, offering an apology.

"I-It's alright..." Blitzo assured. Loona looked at the scene with an amused look before her eyes widened and her mouth agaped when Blitzo stared at Verosika with a blush on his face.

Loona moves between them with her arms out, giving a displeased look from Blitzo. "Hey, pink lady. Where's your bitch bag of a client?" She asked.

"He's in our office." Verosika answered.

"Ya mean that one?" Millie chimed in, pointing at a room with a blue double door with neon black stars over it along with a wide glass window beside and spray painted with the letters "VTX" in black, said door is right infront of I.M.P's door.

"Yeah. There wasn't room on the second floor, so we rented one here on this one. It's cheaper." Verosika explained.

"Oh, come on!" Loona exclaimed.

The succubus manager let out a chuckle, "Sorry, It just happens. Catch ya'll later." Verosika then walks away before going to the elevator. Blitzo briefly smiled at her before dropping it when she left.

"Oh no you don't, bitch..." Loona mutters, glaring at the room infront of them.

"Ma'am, how about you let me go in and try to reason with him?" Millie suggests, "Ah don't really listen to what's classified as "rock genre" music, status to me is name recognition alone...In my opinion, his music is a bit derivative of-"

"Mills." Loona interjects with a glare, "Just shut up and go."

"Alrighty then..." Millie said.

She opens the doors as Loona and Blitzo could see her darken silhouette in the room by the glass window. She begin to approach Vortex's silhouette along with two more silhouettes that of a mohawk hellhound and an incubus with an afro.

"Hello, mister Vortex, was it?" Millie asks, getting him and the other two's attention. "I work for I.M.P, and it is actually rather important for us to retain the singular parking space we were assigned, because-"

"Aww look at that little wrath imp~" The afro incubus said, pointing at Millie, "She's got a lil' bow tie~" The hellhound and other voices in the room let out a laugh while Vortex smirks in amusement.

"Please, don't condescend me, sir. I-" She was interrupted when another silhouette steps in from behind her, that being a female hellhound.

"You look cute, lil' imp. Want a kissy from me?~" The hellhound offered with a smirk.

"A kind offer, but...I'm married." Millie refuses with a nervous smile.

"For a wrath imp, she looks way different to be one. Maybe she's just feeble~" The mohawk hellhound said before him, Vortex, and the other two begin to surround Millie.

"S-Stay back! I-I have a knife!" Millie said, taking out a switchblade and waving it around them.

Unfortunately for her, Vortex easily swiped it away before leaning closer to the imp. "Hey, why don't you send a little message from me back to your feeble-minded... boss?" He and his crew unsheathes their claws (except for the Incubus) and bare their fangs over Millie.

Loona and Blitzo begin to hear the female imp screaming in fear from the room as Vortex and his lackeys surround her and doing whatever the hell they're doing to her.

Loona runs to the window and pressed her hands and head to the glass with a worried expression, "Millie! Get out of there! And don't let them access any of your holes!" Moments later, Millie raced back to the hall and shuts off the door, panting heavily.

When she walks past Loona, she saw that the imp was battered, scratched, shaken, and also covered by some lipstick. "I...I need to lie down...now..." Millie said before collapsing to the floor face-first.

"Oh, this won't STAND!" Loona shouted, clenching her fist.

She marched to the door before kicking them open, "ALRIGHT, FA*****! THAT'S IT!" She shouted in the top of her lungs, getting the attention of everyone in the room, including Vortex that was with some of his band crew.

Loona then march her way towards the large hellhound, "If you're gonna be shitty to my employees, then I challenge you to a fuckin'... challenge!" Loona declared before realizing what she said, "Dammit, I said that twice..."

A white-haired succubus that was beside Vortex let out an amusing scoff, "Is this girl gonna start a demon duel?" She asked.

"I think she is." Vortex chuckled before leaning towards Loona, "What's the game then, Luna?"

"Every year, you anarchist spreaders with your little music go up topside for easy pickin's while spring break is a prime time for crime of all kinds!" Loona explained, "So i bet you guys can't make people to cause chaos as many as we can off by the end of the day."

Vortex and his cronies let out a laugh, but Loona glares at them in determination, to which Vortex noticed as they all stopped laughing.

"Oh, you're serious? Alright then..." Vortex leans close to Loona again as their eyes meet, "Game on, bitch!"

__________

At the I.M.P office

Loona gathered everyone to the meeting table. She had set up a wooden stand beside her with a series of crude drawings. "Alright, ya'll pay attention. Here's how we're gonna do this!" Loona declared as she goes to the crude drawings that would explain them everything regarding the duel to win that parking spot.

"First, we find a fuck ton of clients. Then we portal up and have our fun murder time as per usual. Then we pile all the bodies into a big fuckin' canoe, push said canoe into some water. We light it on fire to attract the sharks and eagles 'n shit. Maybe a goose, too! Fuck it! Those creatures belong in hell, anyway."

Millie shudders at the mention of the animal, since she had encountered with one during one of their contracts that led them to a park where those nasty, demonic beasts were. Who knew a creature like that can be so evil.

"So, they will come and eat all the bodies, then we win the bet, and finally we'll rub it in that sloppy bastard's drunken whore-ass face!" Loona proclaimed before turning to the rest. "Do you have any questions?"

Millie raised her arm, "Uh, yeah. What was that nonsense?"

Loona stepped forward to her, putting a hand on her shoulder, "That was a flawless presentation of what we should do, Mills. It's not my fault you got a smooth little brain upstairs."

"A what now?" She raised her eyebrow.

"I'm calling ya slow, Mills. God, why don't you learn to take some criticism you talentless baby dick lover?" Loona said, poking at Millie a few times, making her irritated.

Millie swipes her hand away before climbing on to the table in anger, "Well why don't YOU take an art class?"

Loona grabs a hold of Millie before setting her down on the chair as she retorts, "Why don't you see how EXPENSIVE they are?!"

"Can it, you two!" Blitzo chimed in, getting their attention along with Moxxie's. "Look, Loona. Is all of this really necessary? It's just a fuckin parking spot."

"But Daaad! That parking spot has been with us since we started this company together! Losing that spot is like losing a part of our life!" Loona explained with her usual sad puppy expression.

Blitzo let out a sigh, unsure of how to retort to it. "Fine. If it means to you that much, then so be it. Just remember to use your human disguise, alright? There's gonna be lots of people up there."

Loona paused for a moment. "Wait, say that again?"

Blitzo raised an eyebrow. "Your human disguise. The disguise that can make you guys to blend in with the humans whenever you're on earth?"

"Ohhh...Yeah...That human disguise..." Loona responded with a nervous tone whilst looking away.

"Wait, you have a disguise-" Millie speaks up but Loona shuts her off by grabbing her mouth.

"Okay, what's going on here?" Blitzo asked in suspicion.

"Nothing, Dad! It's just..."

Moxxie chimes in by asking, "You have a human disguise?"

"Well, yeah. Don't you?"

Loona, Moxxie, and Millie all nervously glance at eachother, eyes side to side, unable to answer him.

This, however, was enough for Blitzo to instantly figure it out, "So you're telling me...that you three have been screwing around on earth...all this fucking time...WITHOUT HUMAN DISGUISES?!" He exclaimed, clenching his fists in anger.

Loona inhales for a moment before responding, "Yep."

"Why didn't any of you told me this?!" Blitzo exclaimed before turning to Loona, "And you, Loona. I've seen you using that human disguise before. Why haven't you used it this entire time??"

"I just don't like my human disguise very much, dad." Loona said.

"...Are you fucking serious?" Blitzo queried in disbelief. "Loona, you have that disguise for a very good reason! You know the kind of FREAKS up there who'd drool all over you!?"

Almost instantly, the four members of I.M.P all turned to the fourth wall with disapproving looks, knowing full well of which freaks they're referring to.

"So," Millie began, "What do we do now?"

"Well, I'm coming to supervise this time." Blitzo declared, getting a surprised but excited reaction out of Loona.

"REALLY?!" Loona exclaimed, her eyes sparkled.

"Yes, but we need a new plan."

Blitzo got up from his seat, grabbing the set of papers from the stand and began to scribble in it. He then shows their new plan to the three, with Millie acknowledging how his style looked a little better.

"Me and Loona can help lure the humans, and you two will take care of the rest. How about that?"

"Ooh, good idea, dad!" Loona said.

"Flawless logic, sir." Moxxie agrees aswell.

Millie wasn't too sure of it. "Forgive me, sir, but Ah think you're missing the biggest issue here. Isn't it crucial to have a client who demands enough kills to win this bet? We aren't just going up to massacre!"

"It's alright, Mills. I got it covered." Loona said as she takes out a piece of paper and starts scribbling on it.

___________

Outside the building, Loona puts up a ratty flyer on a pole. The flyer reads "Spring Break Victim - 50% Off" and includes a drawing of her, a dead man, and some horses—because Blitzo insisted.

After putting up the flyer, Loona walks over to the others. "And now, we wait."

Millie pinched the bridge of her nose. "Ma'am, there's no way we're gonna get enough clients by the end of the day with one poorly spelled, bad grammar flyer!"

Just then, they hear dozens of footsteps. Turning around, they see a line of sinners eyeing the flyer with interest. Loona elbows Millie with a smug grin, knowing she was wrong. Loona then walks over to the line of sinners. "Alright, who's first?"

After 20 minutes, Loona returns with a list of the clients' targets. "Got the list of all our targets. Damn, there's a lot of them. This'll be easy."

"Now, before we go, there's still one problem with this operation—and that's your outfit, missy." Blitzo points at Loona's suit.

"What's wrong with it, Dad?" she asks.

"Ain't no spring breaker gonna feel attractive with some lady wearin' a suit," Blitzo replies. "So, I've got an alternative outfit for you, Loona."

"Oh, great... What is it then?"

______________

In the Human world

At a nearby beach, the humans were enjoying their spring break day. Many of them were settling by the beaches, relaxing and talking to eachother, and some of them were standing by the side of the roads wearing a stereotypical rock fan outfit.

At the docks, Blitzo, Millie, and Moxxie pop out by the coral-covered rocks they were hiding behind. "Now remember, we can't be seen, alright? And loose shots will likely cause a panic, so Loona and I will lead the targets to a better spot to off' em. And to make it safe, use silencers." Blitzo explained, getting nods from the Wrath couple.

"You got that, Loona?" Blitzo turned to his daughter, but she was nowhere by the rocks. He called out to her until he sees her tail exposed from one of the wooden beams she was hiding behind.

Blitzo let out a sigh, "Loona, come out of there this instant."

"I did not agree to this, Dad!" Loona shouted. "Why'd you make me to wear this stupid thing?!"

"Hey, it helps to lure in those targets more effectively!" Blitzo responded, "Now do you wanna take back that parking spot or what?" Loona let out a groan before stepping out of the beam, showing off her new attire to the imps.

It features a large, spiked black choker around her neck along with a tattered grey, off-the-shoulder crop-top that is held up at the neckline by a series of crisscross spaghetti-straps that form an inverted pentagram, and exposes her midriff. She wears black shorts that are tattered at the hems, with a white crescent moon detail on the right side. Along with that, she also wears black fingerless gloves and thigh-high black toeless stockings.

All and all, the outfit makes her to look like a goth.

"Dad, out of all the uniforms, why did you make me to dress up as a stupid fucking goth?" Loona inquired.

"Hey, these spring breakers are itching to get their freakish hands on young, vulnerable goth girls like you." Blitzo said, "Which reminds me, switch up to your human disguise, Loona."

"But I hate it, Dad!" She complained, but Blitzo won't budge as he kept crossing his arms. "Fine..." Loona relents as she begin transforming to her human form.

Her lightish gray fur has now been replaced with a fair white skin, while her other hellhound features like her paws, snout, tail, and ears have all vanished. Her eye colors are inverted, with white sclera and red irises, and her navel is now exposed. Loona has also shrunk down to the height of an average human female, and her outfit remains the same, with the addition of black thigh-high socks and high-top sneakers, while her head is shaved on the right side.

"Wow, Loona. You look downright awful," Blitzo remarked, earning a giggle from Millie.

Loona rolled her eyes. "Yeah yeah, whatever."

"Now hold this list for me, please." Blitzo handed her the list as he too began to transform into his human form.

Like Loona, his attire did not change a bit, but his appearance differed. His human form has tannish brown skin to replace his red imp one, but he still retains his white spots, making him look like he has vitiligo. His tail and horns were gone, the latter replaced with short brown hair. And he has a long, pointy nose to replace his pointy imp face.

Blitzo checked his hair while Moxxie and Millie took the time to observe his disguise, feeling like he looks like someone that's popular. Loona, meanwhile, smiled in awe at her dad's disguise, thinking how cool he looks.

"Alright. You got the list ready, Loons?" Blitzo asks.

"On it, Dad." Loona sniffed the list before stepping forward and pinpointing the targets that are on the list with her vision, most by the beach while a few were by the streets. "Tracked 'em."

"Good. Now remember the plan, alright, guys?"

"One question, sir." Millie raised a hand.

"Make it quick, Millie," Blitzo demanded.

"How are you gonna attract these humans to you?" Millie asked. "No offense, but...you don't look that attractive compared to Loona."

"Hey, I'm still attractive!" Blitzo exclaimed, taking offense from that. "Though, I have something else in mind." He then took out a briefcase that is filled with various drugs like Tobacco and Marijuana to name a few.

"Alright then," Millie nodded in understanding.

"Now let's stop yapping and get to work. We've got a parking spot on the line here."

"Yes, sir!" Millie said.

"On it, Blitz!" Moxxie followed.

Loona bounced with excitement. It wasn't every day that her dad joined her on a contract. "This is gonna be so great!" she squealed.

"Loona, focus!" Blitzo demanded, snapping her back to attention.

"Sorry, Dad!" Loona quickly composed herself before heading towards one of their targets—a muscular guy wearing sunglasses. She sauntered over, catching his attention. With a flirtatious grin, she trailed a finger down his chest and motioned towards a secluded alleyway.

Interpreting this, the guy nodded with an excited grin before Loona leads him to the location. Once they reached the alley, Loona leaned casually against the wall. Just as the man was about to make his move, he gets shot to the head from above.

Loona looks up and sees Millie and Moxxie by the roof, the latter being the one that shot the guy as he gave her a thumbs up.

Meanwhile, Blitzo approached another group of targets, composed of guys dressed in rock band outfits. He singled out one who was slightly apart from the rest, sporting mascara around his eyes.

"Psst, hey," Blitzo whispered, catching the guy's attention.

"What's up?" the rock fan responded, intrigued.

Blitzo smirked as he opened his briefcase, revealing a stash of drugs. The rock fan's eyes lit up, his mouth dropping open in interest.

Before the guy could reach for the drugs, Blitzo snapped the case shut and motioned him towards the alley where Loona had just made her kill. The rock fan eagerly nodded and followed.

Once they reached the alley, Blitzo set the suitcase down and began rummaging through it. The rock fan leaned in with excitement—only to find a knife suddenly lodged in his throat. Blitzo smirked at his handiwork before pulling the knife out and quickly hid the body.

Loona acquired her second target - a blonde man, as he was running towards her with a look of lust. He was then caught by a noose by Millie before dropping down and hang him.

Then, Blitzo lured in another rock geek as he offers him a cigar. The geek accepted and inhaled the weed with a look of satisfaction. As he turned to thank Blitzo, he didn't notice the disguised imp aiming a flintlock pistol at him. Blitzo then fired, splattering the man's brains everywhere.

The imp twirled his gun with a proud smile while Millie stood beside him with a confused look. "What happened on using silencers?" She asked.

Blitzo shrugged. "Eh, my gun's not that loud."

On a rooftop, Loona sat beside her third target—a man wearing shades who leaned in for a kiss. Loona recoiled in disgust, but before he could get any closer, Moxxie arrived just in time, kicking him off the roof. Loona gave him a thumbs up in thanks.

The man fell hard into a dumpster, and Miilie quickly slammed the lid shut. As she returned to the alleyway, Blitzo was walking on the sidewalk beside a stoned, fat man clutching a bottle of alcohol and a large cigar. A pot suddenly dropped onto the man's head, killing him instantly.

Blitzo tried to drag the body away but found it too heavy. Sighing, he pulled out a saw. "You should've lost that weight, you hippo."

The IMPs continued their spree, with Blitzo stabbing a female rock geek in the back, Millie smashing her spiked bat into another woman, and Moxxie shooting a third woman in the head.

After the spree, the gang began stuffing the bodies into bloodstained trash bags. Blitzo was tying one shut while Millie and Moxxie struggled to conceal the body parts sticking out of another.

"That's nine kills in the bag! I'd love to see that dumpster punk handle that many!" Loona said with a grin while Blitzo rolled his eyes and tightened the bag shut.

Suddenly, they hear an announcement from the stage by Vortex himself, "Alright, spring breakers! Y'all ready to get fucked up and have some fun!?"

Rising from the platform, his hellhound silhouette emerged through the smoke. As the haze cleared, his form shifted into a tall, dark brown-skinned human with a slightly ragged ear, thick dark eyebrows, and hair styled in a buzz cut.

The audience erupted in cheers at his arrival, especially the rock geeks watching from afar. "VORTEX! I LOVE YOU!" one female geek screamed at the top of her lungs.

Smirking at the adoration, Vortex glanced at the four crew members on stage with him: two hellhounds on guitars - one of them being the mohawk, an incubus with his bass, and the white-haired succubus on drums—all poised and ready to play.

With a nod, Vortex gave them a countdown. Once he finished, the incubus struck the first chord, followed by the hellhounds. Vortex then began to sing.

(Song: Riot - Three Days Grace)

"If you feel so empty..."

"So used up, so let down.."

"If you feel so angry..."

"So ripped off, so stepped on..."

"You're not the only one..."

"Refusing to back down..."

"You're not the only one..."

"So get uuupp..."

The entire crowd then joins in for the chorus.

"Let's start a riot, a riot!"

"Let's start a riot!"

"Let's start a riot, a riot!"

"Let's start a riot!"

As the song played on, two disguised hellhounds from Vortex's crew—a large male and a female—stood by the sidewalk, watching the concert. The audience cheered like wild animals, and the two exchanged a knowing glance, forming Vortex's next plan.

The larger hellhound locked eyes on a group of rock geeks. He walked over, grabbing one of the geeks by the collar, and dragged him toward the crowd.

"Hey!" the hellhound shouted. The group turned to face him as he lifted the rock geek into the air. "RIOT!"

As if on cue, the group erupted into chaos, yelling like barbarians. One of them hurled a bottle through a nearby shop's window, setting off a chain reaction as the others joined in, thrashing everything in sight.

"Impressive~," the female hellhound smirked, watching the mayhem unfold.

Some people in the crowd noticed the growing chaos. One of them turned to his friends and shouted, "Forget about the concert, LET'S RIOT!" They raised their fists in agreement and quickly joined the rock geeks in the mayhem, others were picking fights with the geeks.

Vortex, watching from the stage, smirked as the commotion unfolded exactly as he had planned.

Loona growled in frustration. "Goddammit! That bitch started a riot, and now he's gonna win over all these anarchist maniacs! We gotta pick up the pace, guys!" She spotted a blonde guy on his knees, vomiting from all the drinking. "Hey, Dad, is he on the list?"

"Huh? Oh, y-yeah... I think so," Blitzo replied, distracted by the sight of a familiar tanned woman near the stage. He was sure it was the same pink succubus manager Vortex worked for.

"Good!" Loona said, pulling out an axe.

The blonde guy looked up at the disguised hellhound. "Woah... nice outfit, cutie. Wanna hang~?"

"Thanks, but no thanks," Loona replied before swinging the axe, splitting his head in half. "Though I'll consider it back in hell." She wiped the blood off her blade. "Alright, Dad, you got the next target?... Dad?"

Loona turned to where Blitzo had been standing, only to find him missing. "Wha- Wh- Daddy, where are you!?" She shouts in distraught with tears in her eyes.

"Look, there he is!" Moxxie pointed to the stage. Loona then sees her disguised imp dad as he was walking towards her ex's manager, her dread quickly turn to seething anger.

Blitzo continued toward his crush, pausing a moment to check his reflection in a handheld mirror. He then weaved through the chaotic crowd, narrowly dodging a drunken man who collapsed at his feet and a woman who threw her bikini at him.

After throwing it away, Blitzo then notices that Verosika wasn't in her spot anymore. Taking a look around, she then spotted her moving out of the chaotic crowd. Blitzo quickly went after her.

On stage, Vortex paused to take a swig of Beelzejuice. "Now, who wants a piece of this?!" he shouted, tossing the bottle into the crowd. It bounced off a few heads before flying into the ocean.

As the bottle sank to the ocean floor, its golden contents spilled out. A nearby crab scuttled over and tasted the Beelzejuice at the bottle's tip. Suddenly, the crab began to twitch and started to grow.

Back on the beach, Blitzo finally caught up to Verosika, sidling closer to her. "Heyyyy... you!"

Verosika turned to the disguised imp. "Oh hey, you must be the boss of my client's freaky ex."

"Technically she is the boss...and I'm just the guy that founded the company...sorry if that bothers you," Blitzo said, nervously rubbing the back of his neck.

"It's cool." Verosika shrugged. "His beef ain't mine. I don't get paid enough to care."

"Yeah! Yeah... I'm Blitzo, by the way, but I like to be called Blitz."

"Nice to meet you, Blitz. I'm Verosika, but my friends call me 'Vee'."

"Oh really? That's cool. I wish I had friends." Blitzo let out a nervous laugh before stammering, "I mean... No, I mean, I don't... I—uh, I don't have friends."

"Am I interrupting something?" Loona suddenly stepped in, standing beside the two. Blitzo was startled to see her, while Verosika remained unfazed.

"Nah, we're just having a conversation," Verosika replied calmly.

"Oh, really?" Loona eyed her suspiciously. "A 'conversation' where you're trying to take my daddy away from me?!"

Verosika raised an eyebrow, clearly confused, while Blitzo's frustration began to boil over at his daughter's wild accusations.

Meanwhile, Millie and Moxxie were hiding behind metal barrels of beer, the former seeing the argument happening. "Aaaand, we've lost her." she said in a deadpan tone before ducking back down.

Millie sighed. "Looks like it's up to us to handle this list."

"Heck yeah!" Moxxie exclaimed, pumping his fist before throwing an arm around his wife's neck. "Team M and M, gettin' shit done, makin' the moneys."

Millie smiled lovingly at him before the two set off on their duo killing spree. They stormed a nearby building, swiftly taking out the rioters inside, then headed to the roof to move on to their next targets.

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Back at the beach, Blitzo snapped at his daughter, "Loona, get the fuck outta here! You're gonna get us all into shit!"

"I just wanted to see what was so important that you'd ditch our father-daughter killing and bonding time!" Loona shot back, their argument briefly drawing attention from the crowd before they returned to partying.

"I needed a break, alright!" Blitzo argued.

"Well, we have a parking spot on the line!" Loona countered.

Verosika decided to step in. "Hey, girl. I know you're his daughter and all, but can you give him a break and chill out for a bit?"

"Why don't YOU stay out of it?!" Loona pointed a finger at her. "This is between father and daughter!"

While Blitzo and Loona argued, Millie and Moxxie were crouched behind a stack of steel beer barrels on a table. As Millie peeked out for any spotters, Moxxie quietly loaded up a crossbow for her. Once it was ready, he handed it to his wife, and they shared a quick, loving kiss.

Millie took aim, but she was interrupted when a spring breaker threw an empty beer can near the table. "Wooo! Yeah! Party! Let's do thiiiss!" the guy yelled before flipping the table and sending both Millie and Moxxie flying into the air.

Moxxie landed safely, but Millie wasn't so lucky. She crashed right in front of the group of spring breakers.

"Oh my god, it's a fucking skunk!" a woman shrieked, mistaking Millie for an animal.

"Oh, crud!" Millie cursed as she tried to make a run for it, but the same guy who tossed the table grabbed her.

"I got it!" he shouted triumphantly. The crowd cheered as another partygoer rolled over a beer barrel. The guy then threw Millie inside the barrel before it was sealed shut.

"Skunk beer, baby! Beer skunk!" he yelled as the partiers began tossing the barrel around, each taking turns catching it.

Inside, Millie struggled to stay afloat in the beer, gasping for air. But with the constant tossing and shaking, she was forced to gulp down the alcohol, slowly getting drunk

Back with Loona and Blitzo, the father-daughter duo were still in the middle of their heated argument.

"Dammit, Loona! Why can't you stay out of my face for like five minutes?!" Blitzo snapped.

"Because you're my dad! And I'm your daughter! We're supposed to look after each other!" Loona shot back.

"Don't shove that father-daughter crap at me! And what's even the point? You're not my real daughter—you were adopted!"

Loona's voice wavered. "B-B-But it still counts! You adopted me into this family, and that should mean something!"

"Well, maybe I made a mistake, then! Maybe I shouldn't have adopted you in the first place!"

Loona froze, stunned by Blitzo's words. She couldn't believe her own adopted father had said that to her face. After all the love and loyalty she had shown him, despite their rough moments, he had just told her adopting her was a mistake.

Her heart felt like it had shattered, tears slowly welling in her eyes. She lowered her head, turning away from the imp. Verosika, equally shocked, covered her mouth in disbelief.

Blitzo, seeing their reactions, immediately realized his mistake. He shouldn't have said that. "Uh, Loona, I didn't really mean—"

"Enjoy your break then, Blitz..." Loona interrupted, her voice shaky. She called him by his name, something she never did. Glancing back at him with a tear rolling down her cheek, she sniffed. "I'm... I'm gonna go kill something."

"Loona, wait!" Blitzo tried to reach out to her, but Loona broke into a sprint, running away from him. Frustrated, Blitzo stomped his feet into the sand, cursing at himself. "God dammit!"

"Damn, dude..." Verosika remarked, noticing the conflicted look on his face. She placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. "You alright?"

"Y-Yeah, I'm fine. She'll get over it," Blitzo replied, though his nervous expression said otherwise. "She always does..."

Verosika raised an eyebrow, clearly doubtful. "I dunno... Those were some pretty harsh words you threw at her. She's your daughter, Blitz."

Blitzo sighed heavily. "You're right... I don't know what came over me. Fuck, I shouldn't have said that 'mistake' thing."

"Well, maybe you should apologize. Might make things better for you and her," she suggested.

"I guess..." Blitzo muttered, glancing toward Loona as she went about her own killing spree, tears still visible in her eyes.

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Meanwhile, Moxxie was searching for Millie, checking every spot where he had last seen her. Dodging the spring breakers, he darted between stacks of steel beer barrels, leaping behind cover whenever necessary.

As he crouched behind another barrel, he noticed it was shaking wildly. Curious, he opened the lid and the barrel tipped over, spilling beer everywhere—along with a very drunken Millie.

"Millie?" Moxxie rushed over to check on her.

"Moxxxieeee! Hii~" Millie slurred, sprawled out on her back, her eyes dazed as she stared up at her husband. "Hey. H-hey, when'd ya git four heads? I wanna kiss 'em all~" She made some smooching noises, causing Moxxie to chuckle in amusement.

He gently lifted her to her feet. "Okay, sweetie. You've had your fun. Now let's—"

Before Moxxie could finish, the ocean behind them suddenly erupted, water shooting into the air without warning. He spun toward the disturbance, just in time to witness a massive creature rising from the depths. Blitzo and Verosika halted their conversation, both turning to stare in shock as the monstrous figure emerged from the sea.

The spring breakers, once lost in their partying, stared at the emerging behemoth in shock and horror. The rioters, caught up in their chaos, froze, transfixed by the sight. Even Vortex and his crew stopped playing, their unease evident—Vortex's confident demeanor shaken as he gazed at the towering creature.

Loona, in the middle of choking someone, paused as well, her grip loosening as she turned to face the massive form rising from the ocean, her anger momentarily replaced by stunned disbelief.

After emerging from the ocean, the creature revealed itself as a gigantic, monstrous crab. Its bulbous eyes glowed with an eerie, ghostly blue, perched on long stalks that swiveled menacingly toward the crowd. Though its violet shell shimmered with a deceptive beauty, there was nothing redeeming about the creature. Sections of its exoskeleton bulged grotesquely, twisted and misshapen, as if the very depths of the ocean had warped its body. Along its belly, rows of jagged, razor-sharp teeth jutted out, clicking together in a sickening rhythm with every movement.

The gigantic crustacean let out an ear-piercing roar, sending the nearby spring breakers into a panic as they scattered in terror. One of them, lounging obliviously, looked up at the commotion, only to be crushed beneath one of the crab's massive pointed legs. His blood splattered across the beach, drenching the horrified onlookers in red. Screams filled the air as the crowd fled in every direction, desperate to escape.

The giant crab then turned its glowing eyes toward the Wrath imps. Moxxie stood frozen in disbelief, still processing the monstrous sight, while Millie, still heavily drunk, remained blissfully unaware of the immediate danger looming over them.

"Ooooh! Crabby." Millie said before she was suddenly swiped away by the crab with one of its claws, raising it up into the air with the intent of eating the thespian.

Seeing his wife in immediate danger, Moxxie sprang into action. He spotted a lone spring breaker who hadn't fled, still casually sipping a cocktail. Without hesitation, Moxxie shot him in the head, grabbing the bottle before ripping off part of the man's towel to fashion a makeshift Molotov cocktail.

He lit the cloth before throwing the Molotov at the crab's face. The bottle shattered with flames erupting across the creature's bulbous eyes as it recoiled, stepping back toward the ocean. Despite the pain, the crab still clutched Millie tightly in its claw. Moxxie then sprinted toward the beast, leaping onto one of its massive legs and scrambling up onto its shell.

The crab swiped at him with its other claw, but Moxxie quickly fired two shots from his pistol, each bullet puncturing one of the crab's glowing eyes. The monster screeched in agony, giving Moxxie the opening he needed. He dashed up the crab's limb until he reached the claw gripping Millie.

Millie, still heavily intoxicated, was weakly punching the claw in a futile attempt to free herself. When their eyes met, Moxxie reached out his hand to her. Millie, with a goofy grin, responded with a high-five instead.

Moxxie let out an exasperated sigh but grabbed her hand, pulling himself closer. As he reached the base of the claw, he drew his second pistol—a heavy Desert Eagle. With precision, he fired at the dactyl claw gripping Millie, the .50 AE rounds shattering the monstrous appendage and finally breaking it apart.

The crab monster roared in pain and fury, hurling its damaged claw away with a violent swing. Millie was flung into the air along with the dislodged dactyl claw, her smile widening as she spread her arms, eyes closed, enjoying the moment before she plummeted toward the beach.

Loona dashed forward, catching Millie in her arms just before she hit the ground. The dactyl claw landed nearby, narrowly missing the man Loona had been choking earlier. He celebrated his lucky dodge, only for his joy to be cut short as Loona casually glanced back at him and shot him with her Beretta to the head. Millie burst into hysterical laughter in Loona's arms, prompting the hellhound to roll her eyes in annoyance.

Shifting her focus back to the fight, Loona watched as Moxxie continued his assault on the crab leaped from one of its arms, landing smoothly on its shell. The crab kept trying to swing him off of his head, but Moxxie's agile moves made him to evade its attacks swiftly. He finally uses the last bullet in his Desert Eagle to blast through one of its eyes, sending the beast into a frenzy of agonized shrieks.

Admiring the scene, Millie drunkenly slurred, "I love that man~..."

"Oh, he totally tops you, doesn't he? That's some serious game for a baby weiner," Loona remarked dryly.

"He... ain't got a baby weiner~" Millie protested, her voice slurred but firm.

After shooting the crab's eye, Moxxie quickly went to reload his Desert Eagle, but the giant creature finally caught him in its remaining claw. The crab's bulging, undamaged eye locked onto Moxxie with pure rage as it opened its grotesque mouth, ready to devour him.

Moxxie braced his feet against its mandibles, keeping himself from being bitten. He could feel the crab's claw tightening around him, squeezing him painfully. Straining against the pressure, Moxxie managed to free one arm, grabbing a magazine and hastily reloading the Desert Eagle.

With careful precision, he aimed the gun directly into the creature's gaping mouth and fired. The crab's eye widened in shock as Moxxie unloaded the remaining bullets into its vulnerable insides. The monster's grip around him weakened. Seizing the moment, Moxxie flipped onto the crab's claw, drawing a single grenade from his pocket. He yanked the pin and tossed the grenade into the crab's maw before diving backward into the water.

A few moments later, the grenade detonated inside the crab, blowing its internal organs apart. The creature let out one last, guttural roar before collapsing. Its massive body began to sink slowly to the ocean floor, lifeless.

Exhausted, Moxxie swam back to shore, barely managing to drag himself out of the water. He dropped his gun, panting heavily as he staggered to his feet.

Moxxie suddenly heard cheering from Loona. "Oooh, yeah! You sure kicked that crab's butt, Moxx!" she remarked, smirking.

Ignoring her comment, he asked, "Is Millie okay?"

Loona glanced down at the drunken Millie slumped in her arms. "Oh yeah, she's fine," she said sarcastically before unceremoniously dropping Millie onto the sand.

Millie groaned, her drunken grin widening as Moxxie rushed over and gently scooped her up. He cradled her head in his arms, and she giggled. "Thiiiis is funny. I'm sooooo tipsy~" Moxxie chuckled warmly, hugging her tightly.

Loona rolled her eyes at the overly sweet moment. "Ooookay, this is way too wholesome for my taste."

"Uh, Loona..." Blitzo called out hesitantly. Loona turned around, her expression blank as she saw him standing there, fidgeting with his hands behind his back.

"Oh. Hey, Blitz." Loona responded flatly, turning away again. Despite her indifferent tone, Blitzo could still see the hurt beneath her tough exterior.

"Loona..." he began, rubbing the back of his neck, unsure how to continue.

She glanced over her shoulder, "What?"

Blitzo hesitated for a second, glancing toward Verosika, who gave him a nod of encouragement. Taking a deep breath, he pushed forward. "I just wanted to say... I'm sorry for what I said earlier. Y'know, about you not being my real daughter." His voice softened, his discomfort obvious. "I didn't mean it. I was just... I don't know, being a fuckin' dumbass."

Loona's tail flicked in irritation, but her eyes stayed forward. "You don't just say shit like that and expect it to be fine, Blitz. That really hurt."

"I know..." Blitzo took a cautious step closer, his tone sincere. "But listen, you're my daughter, Loonie. No piece of paper changes that. You've got more attitude and bite than anyone I know, and yeah, sometimes it's a lot to handle... but you're my kid. And I wouldn't trade you for anything."

Loona didn't respond right away, her expression unreadable as she stared at the horizon. After a moment of silence, she finally muttered, "Yeah, well... you're still a dumbass." Her voice softened, and she glanced back at him with a faint smile. "But... thanks for saying that."

Blitzo grinned awkwardly. "I am a dumbass, but hey, I'm your dumbass."

Loona rolled her eyes, but before Blitzo could react, she stepped forward and wrapped him in a sudden bear hug. "Come here, Dad!"

Blitzo blinked in surprise, stiff at first, then glanced over at Verosika, who gave him a thumbs-up. Slowly, a smile crept onto his face, and he returned the hug, patting Loona on the back.

"Loona." Loona and Blitzo froze as Vortex's voice called out to them.

"Oh, great... the whores..." Loona mumbled as she pulled away from the hug, turning to face Vortex and his crew, a scowl forming on her face.

"That was handled... pretty obvious, don't you think?" Vortex smirked. "Didn't know you needed dear old daddy's help for this. And here I thought you were better—actually, no, you're not." His crew chuckled, except Verosika, who shook her head, clearly embarrassed by the disrespect.

Moxxie then chimed in with a grin, holding up one of Vortex's Beelzejuice bottles. "Speaking of 'being better,'" he tossed the bottle to Vortex, who caught it with a raised brow, "I don't think this belongs to any of us. Would be a real shame if word got out that you guys unleashed a giant crab monster in the human world~."

Loona gave a smug smile, and Millie, still drunk, burst out laughing. "Oh, Satan! You're gonna be so... FUUUUUCKED!"

Vortex and his crew exchanged nervous glances, the cockiness draining from their faces. Stammering, Vortex tried to fire back "Yeah, w-well...you two nasty-ass gremlins will be in a lot of shit for not being in disguises!"

Millie faceplanted into the sand, then popped her head up, slurring, "A human called me a skunk. I ain't no skunk!" before flopping back down.

Sensing the upper hand, Loona stepped forward with a sly grin. "You know, we could keep this little B-movie disaster quiet if you agree to let us have that parking space~."

Vortex sighed, finally relenting. "Fine..."

"WE FUCKING WON!" Loona shouted, laughing triumphantly.

"Fuck yeah!" Moxxie cheered along while holding his drunk wife.

"In your face, bitch!" Loona taunted at Vortex, who could only scowl in response.

Vortex shook his head and turned to his crew. "Come on, let's get out of here." With that, they all walked away.

"Well, guess it's time to bounce," Verosika said to Blitzo. Even though she had been entertained by the scene, she still had to help her crew pack up.

"Yeah, it's been... nice talking to you. And, uh, thanks for pushing me to apologize," Blitzo replied with a small smile.

"You're welcome. And hey, if you're ever down to party, I'll give you a ring sometime," Verosika said with a smirk.

"W-Wait, what?" Blitzo raised an eyebrow, clearly taken aback.

"Yeah, I've got a friend who throws these insane parties at her place. Would be a great experience for a first-timer like you."

"Uh, I-I don't know..." Blitzo stammered, clearly unsure.

"C'mooon, it'll be fun! You might even make some friends," Verosika teased, leaning in slightly.

Blitzo hesitated but eventually gave a nervous smile. "Well... alright, I'll think about it."

"That's the spirit," Verosika chuckled, playfully punching him on the shoulder. "Catch you later, Blitz." She waved goodbye, and Blitzo waved back, watching her leave. Though outwardly calm, his conflicted expression hinted at his unease—he wasn't exactly a social butterfly, let alone the party type.

"Come on, Dad!" Loona called out as she held the portal open, Moxxie carrying a drunk Millie before jumping through. "Let's get back and park in our fat fuckin' spot! And I really wanna get out of this stupid goth uniform!"

Blitzo sighed, rubbing his temple. "Coming, Loona."

Loona jumped through the portal, followed by Blitzo, who casually let himself fall backward into it.

Just as Vortex was about to leave with Verosika and his crew, Loona popped back up through the portal, flipping him double birds. Vortex growled in frustration, clenching his fists as she disappeared again. He shook his head in anger and stormed off with Verosika and the rest of his crew.

As Vortex, Verosika, and the crew walked off the beach, they suddenly found themselves surrounded by a platoon of police officers. The cops had their guns drawn, causing the group to huddle together in panic.

"PUT YOUR HANDS UP, YOU DAMN HOOLIGANS!" a cop shouted over the loudspeaker.

Vortex sighed, glancing around at his crew. "So, anyone got a bright idea on how to get out of this?"

The Incubus bassist nervously piped up, "We... could suck their dicks?" He gave a weak grin, earning collective groans from the group as they slowly raised their hands.

Verosika shot a furious glare at Vortex. "You owe me a lot of souls for this."

Vortex frowned, resigned to his fate. "Yeah, I know."

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For reference, here are the names for Vortex's crew:

- Hoover (Mohawk Hellhound Guitarist)

- Jackson (Large Hellhound that started the riot)

- Joanna (Jackson's girlfriend)

- Shima (Female Guitarist Hellhound)

- Lukas (Incubus Bassist)

- Terrii (White-haired Succubus Drummer)

- Marko (Afro Incubus)

Some will make their cameos in the future episodes/chapters.

But anyways, that was episode 3 of this swap AU. I deeply apologize to those that waited months for updates of this fic.

I hope you enjoyed the changes I've done in this chapter, like the crab monster and the riot scene, and also the song Vortex is singing. I thought about writing something original or copy the canon's lyrics in a rock form, but my mind was too lazy to think. So I decide to insert a song from one of my childhood rock bands.

Now be ready to meet the swap cherubs in Chapter 4 :)