Chapter 44

What shall happen next? Let's see.

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

Voices/Text/Flashback

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"Blitz I'm going to be real with you. I would rather do anything else than step foot in the Greed ring. "

"Not even with me?"

"Not even with you too."

"Wow just punch me in the dick why don't you."

"I actually would kick not punch." At the table cleaning up a gun while they had their phone on speaker.

It's been a week now since Extermination Day. Nothing felt different compared to before.

The blasted sign was still on the roof.

"It's not another package thing, is it?"

"It's family thing!" Blitz yelling on the other end of the phone.

"So, something to do with Loona? A gift?"

"Not particularly. Look when we were staying with Fizz. Did some trauma emotion squabble."

"Good for you? Good for both of you?"

"Aww thanks ill make sure he knows you care for his ass too."

"Don't that would be misleading but carry on. Why do you want me to go to Greed? Why not your kid and Esme?"

"She going to be busy."

"Millie?"

"Busy."

"The Beetle?"

"Super busy and don't want him too. I don't want him feel obligated to help."

"So, come to me instead."

"Exactly my friend!"

Roll their eyes as they let out a tired sigh. "I want to know exactly what this is? If no straight answer I'm not doing it. I don't want to go to Greed."

A low groan. "You're pulling my balls here Mox trying to get in my business."

"You called me to go into some family business." Place the clean down and grab the rag next. "Plus, I thought you dislike going to that ring."

"I hate the dump and the trashy clown too but I had to make some exceptions. Or get some cheap ass shit. Or work-Look I'm going off topic. I want you with me because um. Gah look I just want you to be there with me if my sister is actually there. Okay! Happy!"

Stop to clean. "Your sister?"

"Yeah! Don't you remember her? You went feral ass on her, almost bit her head off. Bit my arm till I save your ass with the power of chocolate."

"I do." Along with can add a few words in that her attitude that day could be similar to his sometimes. Mind went to how depressed Blitz look, the rats, and well the marks. He never does ask about the tear marks. Which helps out a lot but know eventually he going to asked. He was too damn curious. "I thought you weren't going to talk to her?"

No, sound at first on the other line. "She probably would like that with other things too. To not.... Listen I just got a clue she might be in the Greed ring working at some bar. I just want to talk. If she tells me to fuck off. Then I will and I know you will drag me out. So, pretty pwease with a chocolate cherry on top."

"Never use that baby tone with me." Snap a piece back in place. "Is this clue even legit?"

"Yep! Eye on the prize at a bar. No, bullshit!"

Bullshit happens.

"I told you that intel was a hoax." Moxxie glare up at Blitz.

Well, Barbie wasn't working here at a bar lounge at all. Double check when asking the ones there. Then well a surprise in store who is there instead.

"Fine you were right! Can gloat at me later. Pardon our intrusion you lovely people we shall be walking on out of here." Blitz smiles pointing to the door behind him. The two imps turn around to be blocked by sharks. "Seriously. Do we need to macho suit body guards here?"

"Got a lot of nerve showing your face around these parts. After that last stunt." Crimson snarled as he walks on over while holding a cigar. Alessio walking behind him with another. A lot of Crimson crew here at a lounge with a few other patrons. Many backing out to the back of a possible beat down. "Cost me a lot a supplies and goons."

"You're the one threatening a Sin. So, that's your fault. I mean come on you didn't think you would actually get away with it."

"I could have if you didn't try to start crap getting out.

"Boo Hoo. Speaking of crap like their breath. Is Chaz here? I need to shoot something?

"On a job to take out the trash."

"The dream job he was meant. Another question, that hunter who caught us in a snap. The creepy scorpion who took a picture of my phone. Got their number? Want to asked what their deal and if this some weirdo fetish." Blitz asked while counting the number of demons in this lounge. While Moxxie by their side was doing something similar.

"Dead."

"Did you, do it?"

"No, I didn't. Found out his ass was mutilated when the word hit a few months back."

"Tartar sauce. Whelp can't cry about it now." Guns pointed at his face. "Come on I practically did you a favor when we escaped. I mean you still will probably get killed if you go to Lust."

"Yes, speaking of crying." A low snarl but then took a few breaths. Arms crossed at the pair. "Give me one good reason to not kill you, Blitz. I might be in a giving mood."

"What don't want to kill them either?" Point at Moxxie. "They were our getaway driver."

Now a few guns move over to lock on the short imp.

"Fine, give me a good reason not to kill both of you." A smirk stretched his face.

"Wow thanks Blitz." Glare at the other imp.

"Any time buddy."

"Wait isn't he dating that owl?"

Crimson blinks and then it clicks. "Right, you are banging a royal."

"Jokes on all of you! Won't be getting a cent from them! You want to know why? We broke up! Yeah, that's right! We're nothing. He probably getting screw by that hunk incubus. Maybe sound some other royal how who is ready to come swoop him in. Or Dennis!" Blitz rants away and waving his arms around. "Fuck that guy!"

"Who the fuck Denis?"

"Here let me show you."

Moxxie kicked the first guard in the chest. Blitz elbows the other guard, grabs his arm and throws him over to slam into a few other members. Crimson tries to grab his gun but Moxxie tail grab his wrist and by force pull the forward with Blitz had him in a headlock with his gun out to the side of his head. Moxxie own gun pointed out at the rest.

"This is Dennis bitch," Blitz smirk with the gun out. All three of them went back to the doors and soon outside. "Come any closer and yall be getting a new pimp!"

"Can't believe I was going to give you clowns one last chance!" Crimson snarled as he glared at the equally height imp. Then at the shorter one. "Going to hang your horns on my wall!"

"Join the clubs of threats we get on a weekly basis. I'm quite excited to hear new ones from your mouth to put on my list to use." Blitz eyes watching a few members coming out but not to close. Guns out.

"What now." Moxxie muttered and ready to pull out another gun.

"I mean we could take him as a hostage. Bet Fizz would love to say a few things to him before he man cooks him." Blitz asked, still holding Crimson with the gun to his head. "Hey Mox what the time?"

Moxxie check their phone and curses. "Dead."

"That not a time."

"No, it's dead."

"Check his coat I bet he got a watch on him." His own is dead too.

"Don't you touch me you little pipsqueak!"

"Stay still before-Wow a pocket watch really?" Blitz sees Moxxie took out a pocket watch. The chain connected to the jacket.

"Hey! Get your hands off that! Ill cut them off you hear me!" Crimson is now struggling harder. Slam his head into the back of Blitz face.

"Ouch you douchbag!"

Moxxie look at the pocket watch. Well, their assumption was indeed correct. One of the rare good deeds is giving this back. Whelp can't think about too long and check the time.

"Put that back you shit! I'll use that scarf of your as your own noose!"

"He just checking damn time since nobody not telling us!"

Click the side of the watch. The case opens up to see that green interior with the roman numeral numbers. The hand shaped bones what they were currently looking at. "It's 6:59."

"Okay good. Look at you're calming your ass down even better." Blitz agitated but also relieved the older imp stop struggling. "Damn I wouldn't be nice like my companion here right now. Would have just taken it, sold it for a coupon."

"You would have gotten rip off." Close the lid a then place the watch back in the jacket. While their eyes still lock on the crew with their other gun out. If they look back would have seen how the other imp looks frozen. Eyes not once leaving them. Did you notice how the taller shark just looked shocked? The rest of the crew ready.

"We can talk about pawning off junk later." Look at the rest of them. "This is where we say our goodbyes! We should cap your ass but I got real business to get too!"

Blitz pushed Crimson to the mafia goon. His arm looped around Moxxie to pick them up. Then out of sheer stupid luck or just know Greed ring road system that well. A double deck tour bus speeding pass by that should have gotten a ticket. Mammon face splattered to the side. A tour guide to Greed! Blitz leapt towards the rear end of the bus to grab the rail. The pair landed on the small padding as they rushed up the stairs. Blitz leans out to flip them off as the bus took a sharp right turn.

Of all the stupid luck to get away in time.

A portal that opens up for the pair to fall on the ground to Blitz apartment.

"Blitz." Moxxie face planted on the floor.

"Yes, Mox." Blitz on top of them. Tap his wrist with the gem and the portal closes in time.

"Get someone else to go to Greed next time." Moves as Blitz rolls off of them.

"Bite my ass, Mox." Slide down to sit on the step. Secure to make sure he doesn't fall off. "Fuck's sake I just thought. I wanted."

Moxxie open their mouth but stops. Remember why they came here and sigh. Maybe it was wrong intel on purpose to get him off his tail. A wake-up call for Blitz too. Reach out to touch his shoulder. A small pressure not leaving them. Watch their bigger hand go on top of their own and keep it there.

Enough said for today.

"Boss want us to chase them?"

Crimson finally snapped out of it and glared at his men. All their mouths clamp shut. Growl as he picks himself up as he dusts his pants. "Nobody chasing them. Get back inside to finished your drinks."

Some surprise around him didn't want them to go after the two.

"Do you all need a hearing aid? I said GET YOUR ASSES INSIDE NOW!" Everyone goes back inside fast besides Alessio. A few breathes as he pulls a cigar out. His hands were shaking. A flame was lit up from a lighter that Alessio produced. Place the tip of the cigar against it. Once it lit up took a deep drag. Then let out the smoke from his mouth, "Alessio."

"Yes, Crimson" Watch him pull the watch back out. Stare at the watch but then eyes look at the Don.

"I want some detail about that Imp." Thrust it back inside his coat. Glance up to see the stare. Gave him a scowl. "What? Spill it out."

"You sure you closed it fully shut?"

"I damn well closed it all the way and heard the click. Stop asking me stupid questions." They took another drag as their eyes still looked in that direction.

"I understand Crimson."

Crimson turn around to march back inside. His mind scattered into pieces as he tried to put things together. Questions of every kind. Teeth crunching down into the cigar. Right now, can't dwell too far into it but will be finding out what is going on. Even if it meant dealing with IMP later. Alessio follows behind him.

The doors shut to get back to business and drinking.

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Done!

Another day for our residents' imps.

Whelp Blitz you tried even with the fake intel. Plus, probably not the right time to searh for your sister.

Moxxie just so done with the Greed Ring.

What is going through Crimson head?

Any questions?

Until next time.

Bye, bye!