Chapter 36

Let's go! A lot of mess is about to happen so enjoy reading.

Warning: OOC, random craziness, past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, sexual interaction and themes, racism mention, stuff children/teen shouldn't do, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, musical/singing moments and bad flirts.

Error/Moxxie speaking/speaking/singing

Voices/Text/Flashback/Singing

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Moxxie just thought it would be a simple walk back to the city. Drop the cookies off. Go back to the apartment to relax, watch some TV eat chocolate and go from there. No, instead they are crawling into the vents of an underground basement.

Why?

Eh.

Okay hear them out. This wasn't part of the plan. An added unwanted turn of event being in the vents.

At the beginning they really didn't want to use the front entrance at first but had to. Cameras were annoying. Those guards before were replaced but this time they had weapons out. Not like guns of that sort. But those spear they recall from a few Japanese era show. So, as they were about to get it over and done. Well, the imp spotted the janitor from outside of the parking lot area. Just sitting down at some steps with two bags of trash bags. Must be on break.

Target sited.

One fence jumping trick later.

"You know you could be in trouble being on this side." The janitor looks at them with mild concern.

"Didn't see any signs." Shrug and hand him the box of cookies, "Forgot to bring the last box. The cub wanted to make sure it was there. So, here you can have it."

"Are you sure?"

"It's cookies there for eating. Not to be imprison in cardboard but our stomachs." Got a chuckle from them. See, they can be funny and pick up the understanding too. If their tail was out would be wagging at their own achievement.

"Well, I can't argue with that." Reach out to take the hand.

Look at the hand. Raise an eyebrow when they notice on the middle finger. The inner ger had a word on it. "Were you in a gang?"

Blink but then laugh a bit as he clutches the box. He calms down a bit. "No, no, no. An inside joke my friends and I have. We all have one in this area of our finger."

"Must be a tight group."

"Very tight. Besides do I look gang material?" Motion his thin body that somehow manages to push a janitorial cart.

"For all I know you could be the brains."

"That would made my buddy. He would be very insulted." Open the box and take out a cookie. Munch on it with a pleasant expression. Motion the box towards them.

"No, thanks. No, chocolate."

"Fair." Close the box and get up. "I better start throwing the rest of this out and get back to work."

"Those?" Motion the trash bags.

"Correct." Reach out to close the box. Put it down as he gets up to grab one the trash bags.

The sight kind a look pathetic to Moxxie. It was a little bit of a pity how he was struggling but wasn't stopping either. Part of the job. "Hey I'll get rid of them."

"Excuse me?"

"Just me where the trash bin is and I'll be on my merry way."

"I couldn't do that and you could get in trouble."

"It's fine. Good at dodging cameras."

"Look who sounds like a criminal now."

After one instruction of directions later, along with saying goodbyes. Moxxie carried the two trash bags to the sight. Which was just the back of the building. Open the trash bin as they throw the first bag in. Then along with the second one. They were about to close the trash lid but stopped when they heard something inside. Tilt their head as they get on their tip toes to look inside.

Then the dumbest shit happens next.

A rat screeched and lunged to their face.

"Gahh get off me!"

"SQUEAK!"

It was comical as Moxxie try to grab the rodent. Slam into the trash can. Then a wall. Next thing Moxxie knows they trip over something and was falling backwards. Whatever they landed on was very loose, and soon fell down a long tube. Only thing Moxxie saw was the rat little head poking out and was getting very small.

"Damn you bloody rats and your ancestors!"

Bump, slam into different parts of the metal walls like it was some messed up roller coaster. Whoever designs this must have been high. They figured it out; after finally landing on their face, they were in a vent. Did feel a bit cramped so they took the disguise off to be their smaller imp self.

Now why didn't they just use a portal to get out of here?

At first, they were just to get out of here as they were just done for today. It was when the imp started to hear some voices in the distance. It didn't sound familiar but it was what they picked up.

Demons?

Hell?

Soldiers?

Why is a paper company talking about demons? Unless it was about a co-worker or the atmosphere of the business. After crawling for a bit to see the slits they took in the surrounding.

Hey it's that Dork guy who ordered those cookies. A woman was by his side in a similar out, sunglasses and D on her jacket too. Wait a minute. Eyes narrowed at the blonde woman. When she turns her head to talk to the guy. A scar from the side of her mouth was going across her face. That was the same woman Striker injured when she was about to kill them?

"We need that portal up and running. Who knows when those demons will target another innocent soul?"

"The bugs are still being fixed."

"I know. I know." Both walking through a door together. "Should we have asked for extra?"

"The government already gave up so much for the quadrupled amount. Along with already pushing it when given we unfettered access to the military advancements. Even the un-tested weapons."

"Great so all up to us."

"At least the bugs are not as bad. I'm still saying now from the last group we sent."

"Yeah, not our brightest moment."

"We sent untrained children."

"Stop reminding me! We already made a plaque for those soldiers to remember them greatly."

What the fuck are they listening to right now?

It was honestly quite easy to keep track of those two. The vents just lead into the same direction they went. Then when they arrived in the next section area of wherever they were going they had to stop at what they were seeing.

They are beginning to think this 'paper company' is just a cover up. Plus, the other hints gave it away like this morning.

This was one very, very huge underground basement. Techie to some degree of the moving platforms they see the two suit people riding on. A lot of scientific techs around from the resting tubes, to experiments and-what with clones of old men in white robes with rifles? Made them feel not scared but kind of offended. Like hello can't you widen your variety? Kept crawling.

"How our demonic containment cells?"

"Still empty cells but working."

"Hellfire suppression suits?"

"Not turn to rubbery ashes."

"Camouflage exoskeletons suits?"

"Blending in nicely."

"Great so we can. "

"One you're not wearing the furry suit today. We talk about this."

"I just want to test it out."

"No, you just want to be a furry."

"Hey that's not true! If I learn to act like that hound, I can blend in better. That's it."

"One you just asked me the other day to put you on a leash. I have nothing against it but kind of was at a bad timing."

"It just practices to learn to be dogs in Hell."

There were so many questions they could have asked when they were listing down those things. Like how do they even know for sure any of that work? Plus, there are levels of different kinds of Hellfire and many even get those mixed up. Camouflage? Shouldn't you at least know the surroundings of Hell to make such a thing? Then freeze when they spot those five containers.

Stare at the five containers that each have a robotic fighting suit. Well, four look like cyborg armor suit while the other a very accurate furry suit of Loona. That the Agent one guy really, really wanted to wear. Were those armor suits supposed to be based on them? Why are they wearing bow ties? Got the others to look cool but couldn't get their details right at least! 

Kept going to follow but noticed it was much let when they reached the end of the vent with the van. Notice the pair get off the platform to go to a control panel. Then notice the very wide metal contraction.

"Test 129 on the portal of Hell commence."

This can't be possible. Unless someone that smart to actually do it. Or made a deal with a demon in disguised to get the knowledge to do it. Which seems to go against whatever this cause is again. But seems stupid the humans would have gotten themselves in too.

A portal was then formed. It was big and looked like a storm inside. The typical stereotype appearance of what Hell colors can be. Big enough for an army to actually go through.

What the fudge?

"It's actually lasting longer than before!"

"I think we got it!"

The portal then shrinks down to the size of a very, very small portal.

"Dammit!"

"Back to getting the bugs out again."

"Maybe we could you know throw some droids in to hunt down demons?"

"Could work. Some spying on their weakness."

Moxxie stare a long time through the slits of the vent what they just saw, heard and of this plan. Could only facepalm at that very moment.

Of, all the stupid shit these humans want to do. Even if they do get this portal to open. To work. There are just too many flaws in what could happen. Would get slaughtered, died and possible be a sinner. Maybe one or two could go to Heaven. However, that works. Could mind their own business. After all, let them learn. This portal is not close to being done.

"Will go after these fuckers first."

Images of them can be shown from CTV cameras. One of them a familiar bloody car chase scene, the crash and just able to pick up images of all of them. One of them is Blitz, Millie, Striker, Loona, Sallie and even lately Esme. Only when they weren't wearing disguises.

This might be a little problem after all.

"Got cell ready for each of these agents of Hell. Will make them suffer for what they done on these poor people, and their families."

Freeze at what they heard.

IMP a business just like many others in hell that so assassinated. Not just hellborns but sinners too are no better. Sinners that would hire IMP. Hire by former humans turn sinners to go assassinate these people. These so called 'poor people'. But these humans wouldn't know. Wouldn't understand or ask questions immediately. Instead, vocally admitting want to find the ones in IMP personally and lock them up.

Wrong time and place what they just said.

A low snarl went past their lips. It did not sound like a noise an imp should make. But if anyone who has been around Moxxie life in certain stages would be familiar with it. Except this sound was a bit different compared to when they are feral. Still familiar but in control of their nature. The eyes narrowed at the machine with a look that lock on target.

You know what? They should be lucky they're going to be playing 'nice '. Get rid of unwanted, not safe toys. Next time the game will be over PERMANT.

The alarms suddenly went off all around the underground base.

ALERT!

ALERT!

ALEZZZTJETTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"What going on?" Agent One shouted at one of the other agents, who were with the scientist. Many a bit taken back from the alarm. Like it got tortured and then went to silence.

"We don't know!"

"Are we under attack?"

"Front desk what is going on above?" Agent Two demanded as she called up front.

"There nothing going above Agent Two."

"What you mean there nothing? We have alarms going off here."

"But we see nothin-"

The dial went dead on the other line.

"Shit. Shit. Shit."

The lights went out underground. The only lights being from flashlights that are out. Then red lights flashed all around the room for five seconds.

"This doesn't make sense."

"No, cellphone lines are working!"

"The clone tubes need the power backup soon before they process rots!"

"Everyone keeps calm and cool. It could be a power outline-"

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!"

"SHOOT!"

"GAH!"

"NO, NO, NO!"

One, Two and anyone else above the patio rush over to the railings. They couldn't tell what was going on from the number of screams being heard below. The sight doesn't make it look better as it darkness a few seconds and then red-light flashes. Bullets being heard like it was a war zone below as the screams grow louder, louder.

"IT SO FAST!"

"I CAN'T SEE!"

"IT'S THE DEVIL BEACCCKKKK!"

Didn't need to hear the rest to know what the poor soul had yelled out. In the middle was a skull. A big skull of a beast that was dark with markings couldn't tell by the coloring. A liquid substance comes down its mouth as it spits out the clone it attacks. The eyes of a demon seeing them nothing but bugs.

"SHOOT IT! SHOOT IT!"

Darkness again, with screams, guns going off on the ground floor below.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

"Get the power back on now!"

"It's not working!"

"THERE ANOTHER ONE!"

Lights back on to see another beast of a skull floating. Shakes the terrifying soldier and throws it to their fellow brethren. Terror rising as they all continue to shoot but the bullets barely doing anything. Also, because there were two other skulls.

Four of these skulls destroying this army like it was easy game.

"One we need to get the suits!"

"It won't work with us right now!"

"Get out the rooms quickly!"

Glass began to shatter, as explosions took over the rooms.

"The labs!"

"The research!"

"The money!"

Both lift their heads up. One of the two took their sunglasses down as labs of cloning experiments, weapons testing and tech being blow up. Bombs being set off in each room. Screams around can be heard as many getting out to not be caught in the fire. But to not go down below with the demon skulls ripping the army apart.

"One, Two the portal! There someone in the portal room!" One of the agents

Both turn to see an agent, with a few others falling back. Their eyes focus on the one in the room. Couldn't see their features as they were wearing a robe with a hood up. Turn back to them with the front at the portal.

"Hey get away from there!"

The agent rushed out with their guns.

"Freeze!"

"Do not move!"

The neck turns to look at them. A mask in place could be shown.

"Step away now and. "

Everything happens so quickly. No, time to think.

The hooded being just tugged their arms fast. At that same moment the machine. The portal was sliced into pieces. Everything around the room with the portal, controls and the wall was just destroyed. Wipe apart. Nothing to salvageable.

The humans all flew back from the intensity of the area being destroyed. Couldn't even see how it was possible. Was it magic? It had to be. The darkness didn't help much better.

Low growls then heard being close.

The two agents and anyone else with them panic to see the four floating skulls. Blood was dripping down them as it landed on the floor. Zoom passed all of them towards the figure and their fanged bones mouths were opening and glowing.

BOOM!

BOOM!

BOOM!

BOOM!

Yeah, there was no saving the portal room.

None of them was prepared like they had thought.

The hooded figure standing still as they pet each of the skulls. Look one last time at the human's direction. The mask couldn't tell but the slits to see glowing eyes piercing into their souls.

This demon was not like those agents.

When the lights went pitch black one last time. Lights turn back on. Nobody was standing there anymore. No, skulls floating besides the blood left behind. Vanish like nobody was there.

The amount of destruction, smell of chemicals, blood and the fires put out were a different story. Nobody wanted to look down at the piles of dead bodies below. Or look into the rooms of research where there is a possibility of having to start over. Start over everywhere.

"Is it over?"

A portal opens up, it sounded so weird to all of them. As it was like a monitor would glitch up.

BOOM!

That just shot laser beam at the five suits that were untouched. Not anymore! Pieces blown up, shattered and the head of Loona rolled in front of the two.

A loud screech from the portal and then vanish away.

Safe to say right now.

Maybe.

Anyone who survived, which is everyone besides the clones, were just stunned. Horrified. Scare. Probably pissed themselves. The portal to reach Hell, the research all around, the army, the suits and the fur suit all destroyed.

Ruin.

Gone.

Well, they still have the backup camera feeds.

"All the videos' feeds have been wiped out! We have nothing! NOTHING!!!!!!!!!!"

Never mind.

So, much money just got burned away. Accounting is not going to love this. At least nobody died. Well, besides the clones but that doesn't count. Died for what they were made to do. Along with a chance to change the looks. Another on the drawing board.

Questions did start to arise all around.

"Do we have a spy here?"

"I don't know."

"Well how else did Hell know we were making a portal?"

"They must be watching us. Terrified of us." Agent One growled but was still shaken with Agent Two.

Those skulls were shooting lasers. LASERS! While their guns did nothing at all. Why are dragon shape skulls shooting lasers instead of fire? Were they like one of those Kaiju but just a Hell kind? So, many questions.

"This just proves we have to keep going." Agent Two smacked her hands together. "We can't stop no matter the cost!"

"You're right! This is to protect mankind! Built that portal again now!"

A machinery exploded in the background. Its parts landed on clones that survived.

SPLAT!

Well not anymore. Blood covered the terrified agents, scientist down below.

"Okay maybe we should hire that therapist after all."

A door then opens as the janitor walks in with the cart. Stop to stare at the mess, body parts, blood, and look above where his bosses were at.

"I'm not cleaning this up."

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Done!

Moxxie was just so done what they witness today. Not regretting what they do in the slightest, plus for IMP sake. Using a mix of their magic along with explosion they have in backup.

This also possible the first time Moxxie went a little not bloodthirsty but wasn't being easy on the human. Since when they were in IMP be a quick shot and done. Sure, we were a bit bloodthirsty in space but saw that as a cleanup with the bugs to eliminate them permanently. But this is a first Moxxie went far to use their abilities to make a point with humans to not be pushed. A small warning. Let's hope not pressed against as they were being 'nice'.

Nobody would want to clean up that mess.

Earth Rat point!

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