Chapter 64

Let see what others going to feel about learning of this.

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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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"I should have been there." Stolas arguing with Moxxie over the phone. Clutch his feathers tightly as his mind going crazy over this whole deal. He was pacing back and forth behind his desk. "I could of help out with any misunderstanding."

IMP found out Moxxie can do magic and is Puppet. Got attack, along with Loona and the rest by some Infester. He was in a meeting the past few days with all of this occurred. Only snap out of it when his daughter called about the situation and finally read his message. Felt so horrible if angry.

"No."

"So, what I should let you keep being hounded by questions. What if they open their mouths?"

"I got it taken care of."

"But I should be! The Puppet interaction was between. I don't want them thinking 'oh we been behind your backs this whole time. By the way Puppet is actually an imp. Don't worry I just only found out after my non-date meltdown. So, you're not alone'!""

"I'm going to use that."

"Moxxie!"

"That's the name."

A loud groan as Stolas leans back against his chair. At least Striker fast departure make sense. Couldn't even stop him. Not like he could blame him. Would have been doing the same thing but he needs to be here to watch his daughter. "I feel like you just don't want me there."

"Maybe I just don't want to be in a room with you and Blitz because you two seem to not communicate or not leave the other alone." A deep sigh. "Can you honestly not blame me for that? I don't want you to hurt the other. Even if it is so weird whatever this is. You two still keep each other's number. Probably demand some questions."

Could throw in other reasons but only going from there.

Stolas eyes shifting around nervously. Like he was being spied on. Look at the messages Blitz sends him nonstop. A lot of colorful misspellings text and gifs. The last one before that was the ridicules horse gif. Just text back what he already knew. Anything else to ask Moxxie but to not push it. That's all he was going to say. Along with he hopes and his team alright with that nasty encounter. "That's not...I'm worried about you Moxxie. You didn't want anyone to know. Then it was a Infestor. What if he got in your head and control you."

"Bad taste for a host."

The owl wanted to laugh and cry. Why are the ones he has feeling for so crazy?

"Thanks for letting Striker come by."

He let out a snort. "Would have run off without my permission. At least he can be there to put anyone in place."

"Not that bad."

The talk really led to other directions and arguments. Striker was yelling at Blitz, Millie of being dumbasses for not checking if the Infestor dead and. Millie yelling at Striker back it was a shit storm. Moxxie had to get between the pair before they could start stabbing each other. Blitz made a comment about ordering some 'calming drug candle' to settle them all down and in the mood. He received from all three. Loona was still contemplating everything while reading a familiar IMP booklet after asking it. Didn't turn to see Moxxie practically put the three in corner like they were in time out with magic.

"Not that bad at all." Head down.

"Sure." Roll his eyes but his voice then softens. "Can you stop by when it calms down. Just, I understand we both have been busy. Felt like a horrid friend lately."

"You're not horrible. Your just overwork."

"Yes, that sounds way better and dickish on my side."

"Well, aren't you?"

"I mean." He shook his head. Look at the piles of papers. Move one out of the way. Stop at one very important looking scrolled up letter. "Very much. Things are just hectic is all. You know with the family, work and rumors. The whole Goetia duty."

"Nope."

Stolas sweat dropped while he grabbed it. "I admire and despise your bluntness."

"I warn you to not try to find me day one...Have you talked with Little Frogmouth?"

"Only a little bit...Right now she wants to be left alone. Told me she did text you, and hope Loona alright." May have been tense but wouldn't want this to happen to her. "How is Blitz daughter?"

"Still calling me fat-ass and adding crybaby on the list. So, I think she good."

"That's not nice after saving you."

"At least she herself. Prefer that then what that creepy trout would have done."

"What happen to the body?"

"Taken care of Frogmouth."

Elsewhere.

A notebook thrown on top of a set tool. It was open to show a picture of Rolando smiling creepily in a profile picture. Along with a list of intel and details about this Infestor. A lot of redacted that can swipe off. He went AWOL in the Envy Ring personal intel core. Shows on the list to have him ALIVE for questioning in the ENVY RING.

A familiar signa stamp on very big, bright and to remind you who want this guy.

"Well," Medea stared at the notebook as he lifted a head up.

Rolando head. The neck looks ready to detach as it just skin now. The bones in the neck separated. The head once similar to the picture now has a different look. Eyeballs popped out with dried blood; Mouth slack open with their teeth showing off. The fin-hair on top was pulled off the scalpel.

"He is long past alive." Medea smiled at Butcher direction.

This might be a tiny issue. One that can be fixed as long as the body is gone.

Butcher grunts with their head shaken at the obvious and swoop up the notebook. Look at the rest of body that was wrecked to pieces. Marks of left-over electrical burns that they got away quickly from. If he didn't get away from that in time would have perished from that. Instead got pick out a different way. No, surviving that attack.

Let just say Medea wasn't expecting this when Moxxie called if they could drop off a body. Sure, he is all down with that. Not the first time, from anyone, to take care a of a body. Can see what can harvest too while he at it. Next, thing he knows he is seeing a clearly deceased Infestor body that needs to be disposed of. Also, at the same time with the delivery Moxxie told him of a little new intel.

IMP now knows.

Would have thought that took longer or never.

Got the story quickly on how all that occurred and was going to be getting Striker after this drop off. Stolas has been notified but has not been answering the phone. A little odd but not the Doc business to care. Octavia aware and be on standby. Didn't need to asked if they told their Madre yet.

Medea did laugh learning Moxxie gave each of the three their own personal threat pep talks if they blabber. Nobody can get away from that.

Th hunter walks over to the side of the operation table. Lean down to sniff the eel. Hiss at the thing. Reach out to take the body off the table to go get rid of it. Hand was slapped away by the tail. Growl at their counterpart as he was working.

"Now, now no rushing. I don't rush you with your hunts and clean up. I have to finished up what I can gather and the you can go disposed of it." Medea hums as he uses a scalpel, not the one in his pocket, to get to work with some jars around. "IMP seems to be, so far, accepting it or in shock still."

A click as their head tilted. Not phase as he watches him removes the broken bones that were the ribs. "Same thing that was told to the other three."

"In a certain way but correct. The whole magic was stronger and learn by themselves card. The Puppet part seems to be worked out. Well, besides the roadside clown yelling out he could have had a free portal. Moxxie shut that down quick and the whole borrow the booklet portal. I wish I saw that expression. Smart as they did put two and two together with the Puppet situation. Did make one of cry and seem she was ready to slap them. Worry how they got hurt by that bug."

"That wouldn't have gone well."

"Blast it" Study the organ that he took out. Shook his head at how torn about its turnout. "Thought I could save this one. There goes that research. Want any of the bones when I'm done?"

"I'll check later." Tap their claw on the table for him to continue with the previous topic.

"Not pushing too much about the questions. A little surprise there but could still be the shock and other emotions dwindling in. Don't know much further besides getting Striker to be with them for the rest of the talk."

Another growl with their eyes narrowed. "How this even happen."

"You weren't paying attention."

"You are holding off certain details." Eyes glowed yellow with the red mix in.

Let out a tsk and point at the marks. "The two didn't double check to make sure he was dead from electrocution in a pool."

"So, it's their fault."

"We can point fingers in every direction but in that situation, with the kind of job they do."

Arms crossed. If they weren't wearing that mask an eyebrow would have risen up.

"Then yes it was their fault. Funny how so-called pro assassin lacking in the make sure they are killed." Point a scalpel at him. "I think Moxxie has no idea his friend did this already before joining IMP?"

What? Medea does his own research.

"Which one?"

"Mildred. The other one was obvious with his mouth running."

"You think the feral one will care?"

"Nope. Not their business and will shoot that back at them." I mean look how that went with Striker but with different consequences that would have gotten worse.

"Still, its annoyance now."

"We're not, pleased either but we can't do anything about it now." Grab some medical scissors and snip away. "Why couldn't they use the strings. Would have saved some good organs. Other parts are still fine but nope."

Roll their eyes at the complaint. "Could have shot him."

"I already chide them about to for being careless and getting distracted. Don't know what going in that wacky head of theirs." Pick up another tool. "We should be grateful this one didn't try to go in his head."

Let out a chilling chuckle. "He wouldn't survive in that head."

"True would have been shared by the inside out of that whiplash." Moxxie mind was dangerous to cross for what they once separated. Sure, their minds would be dangerous and a death trap. At least with him, Maria, situation it was major breakdown. Not a pleasant one but it was one how they learn. "Still if you were to not count Moxxie. This eel was one of a kind and specialty with anyone else even with a sinner wouldn't survive. Maybe a low, low outside Goetia rank. Wouldn't that be funny."

"I'm mentally laughing."

"You both are."

Wrath let loose a dark rough chuckle of amusement passed in their head. Both pushes back at them to go back to their own work. Felt like got middle finger not like they blame them. Its circus going wild around in many parts of Hell. Which one the higher entertainment they'll never answer.

But also, some interesting rumors and secrets are around. A close eye to watch if it gets too far off the road or somehow is dragged into.

"Anything else you heard about this Rolando? Any ongoing search."

"Still early." Study the organs as their claw tap a jar. "In the dark and running in circles. No clue at all. I don't even think anyone knows he was on Earth."

"Rather keep it like that." Medeia starts to hum while continue the procedure alone. This was fine for him. All three of them have they're own kind of clean up. "That green-eyed fish doesn't need to know about this one. Look like they really wanted this one head personally. No, no in anyone books."

"He bit off more than he was allowed and got greedy." Shook his head. "That how restriction started to be tighter on the compared to the Succubus and Incubus going to Earth."

"As much I don't agree with that ring and their views on us." The nicest way to say it. "Do know when to lay it dangerously hard."

"Of all things to run a hotel on Earth." Disgust in their eyes. Either the prospect of running a hotel or Earth in general.

"Want to hear what it was call?" Look very giddy while he goes to take the heart

"You're going to say it even if I said no."

"One Star." Cackle as the hunter didn't seem to like the name at all. "I mean at least it's being real."

"Careful might make the Morningstar and the Fake upset."

Silence.

"Fuck them."

Enough doesn't need to be said how they felt about the Sin of Pride, the Faker and the Princess. Got to take care of your problems you will bring over.

"Got to say though." Medea tilts the chin up from head. Study the teeth better with head shake now. Go back to what he was doing. "Very tricky if clever to hold that up on Earth. Bring in clints to victims to settle your hunger."

Back to the other topic like it was nothing else.

"Who going to take over it now?"

"Do you really care?"

"Nope."

"Well, with my guess. I say will be another abandon haunted hot spot for other to explore, vlog and views."

"Yay for views." Eyes circle around the Doctor office. Small changes around nothing crazy but to keep in their mindset. "Do you think. We should see what else he did? If we gave the body back."

"Butcher." Let out a sigh and shook his head. Not even bothering to turn to look at him. "You should know better what your Ex is like and how this works out. You avoid the ring of your own accord. We make sure they don't drag their ass here."

A low growl like he is ready to jump over and bite their head off. Great after this will need to go let out some steam. This was his idea. A stupid one none the less because of curious mind to know. May not have been his hunt but would have like to known.

Then again, he also knows what his Ex-reaction would be like and doesn't want to put up with that. Would be a few years until they passed away.

"Hell, I can already imagine what they would do if you just gave them a call. They would be displeased, angry, and whining with a mix of bitching. Not having their own teeth and straw sinks into this roasted eel. Insult whoever was supposed to get them. Probably fire or kill them. Then they would change it up to make up some excuse to come see-Here we go! Look at that one of the organs survived." Lift up one of the organs proudly in the air with a happy grin.

"Donar?" Glad to get out of that talk before his blood level rises.

"Ha! Nope but would be rolling in his non-grave if given to someone of a lower class."

"You're twisted." Not bothered how the smile to others may be normal. But they have been around them for years. All three of them are together. Wouldn't pick up how delightful it was. Delight over the full conversation as he took everything out of the corpse.

"Hush you. We're twisted all together."

Not denial at but watches the torture. A cold-blooded smile underneath that mask from enjoying the show like animal he is. It would be true and cruel torture if the hellborn was alive during this process. Mercy would have died from his lips while the Doctor just casually works away with the tools to get the job done.

Wonder what could have been worse. If he was alive to deal with Medea that was a doctor or what he was before retirement. Well, the silent executioner always did go overboard with the blood bath of war.

Yes, better to have died this way.

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Done!

What do you all think?

Got to see Moxxie, Stolas have a small phone call chat. Moxxie being well Moxxie.

IMP learning and indeed get similar threats with their own twist. It did scare them not seeing that side of Moxxie.

We got to see Medea and Butcher interacting while taking care of the dead trout. Wrath sneaking in to listen.

Butcher does indeed have an ex from a few years ago. (Change slightly.)
Note: Butcher can talk but only does it around select few or wants to mess with others.

Learn a little bit of Medea past too and his mindset.

There will be no chapter of Moxxie having like a talk discussion with IMP. There will be things mentioned here and there. Just didn't want to waste a post on that but maybe flashbacks? Who knows and will see.

Any questions?

Until next time.

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