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Because he is now part of the Ars Goetia, it is necessary for him and Loona to be introduced to all of hell as the newest addition to the royal hierarchy.

This was a major leap for Blitzø, first he was an Overlord due to dethroning one. But because of announcing his engagement to Stolas months later after mentally healing from his scars, it is in tradition that he shall be crowned Prince Consort to let hell know of his title. Because of the new title and power he was given, Imp City will be his territory and he and Loona will be seen as a members of aristocracy.

The coronation will start in a few moments, here in Lucifer's large estate, Charlie would be there, the Sins will be there, all the Ars Goetia will be there, all the Overlords will be there, all Hellborns and below will watch him. 

Knowing all the Ars Goetia are going to be there, he knows a lot of things: judgemental stares, gossiping, sabotaging, assassination? All there no doubt. Those who even attempt to such a thing are either a fool or a lucky bastard, for one, Lucifer will be there, two, Blitzø is an assassin and he can tell the signs, and three, the estate is heavily guarded. Unless they pull an Ethan Hunt or Jason Bourne, they would get away Scott free.

Blitzø is in his dressing room looking at himself in the mirror. Angel Dust and Alastor had decided to doll him up for the occasion, the sinner was excited, but the radio demon had to calm him down so he won't overdo it. Blitzø is dressed in a high end dark red top underneath a black vest with gold buttons, and a scarlet belt around his waist, he wore a pair of dark grey trousers, black boots, and a pair of dark gloves. The only accessory that remained would be his mother's choker, the ruby skull pendant hangs on his neck, glistening and well-polished after he shined and cleaned it. Blitzø also wore a black crown with dark red diamonds on it. 

"Lookin' smokin' there, Blitzy-Boo!" Angel Dust stated as he applied a bit of blush on Blitzø's face. He already applied the eyeliner and did his nail, the claws sharped and polish, decorated with a shiny coat.

The last piece of his clothing would be his cape; Alastor took it from the mannequin where it was placed, it was tattered on the edge of the cape, while the cape's interior is black, the exterior is dark burgundy with his family's heart-skull insignia on the back in a darker tone of red.

"And voila, you are now presentable and ready to be crowned Prince Consort." Alastor said as he clipped the cape on over Blitzø's shoulder.

Prince Consort. From lowly second rate circus performer, to a deadly assassin, to Blood Overlord, then finally Prince Consort. If his father was still alive or at least here right now, Blitzø would have rub it in his face, how all the mistreatment he dealt from him, this would be payback as he became the first ever imp to be an Overlord and a Prince Consort at the same time. His mother would be very proud of her boy right now.

"Do you think I have what it takes to be with them at the top?" Blitzø asked. "I much prefer the Overlords than the Goetias if I'm being honest. I love Stolas to fucking bits, same with Octavia, but their family sucks ass with a capital S."

"But with you, you would make a difference and help the Lower Class to open their voice even more." Angel Dust smiled as he placed both of his hands on his shoulder. "We need someone to represent the ones who doesn't have a voice and help change hell for the betterment."

"Imps and other Hellborns and Sinners who are treated so poorly will finally play a much better and equal role now when corruption cease a bit." Alastor stated.

"All this talk on politics is gonna make me barf." Blitzø muttered. "But... I did say I wanted to make a difference, I guess... I'm just nervous because this is happening... And then my fucking wedding with Stolas in the next month?! Satan, as if I got no rest?!"

"Mm, tiring as it's sounds, but one at a time. Besides, I would be there to assist you alongside his highness." Alastor replied. "Now if you excuse me, I shall leave you for now, I shall attend with the other Overlords."

And with that, Alastor disappeared into the shadows. Angel Dust also decided to leave Blitzø so he could prepare himself. When the imp is finally alone, he looked at the mirror again, he pocketed out his phone and opened a picture of a younger version of him, Barbie, and his mother. He smiled fondly on the picture, he looked back up on the mirror- he has her smile and the soft tone in his eyes.

"Hope you're watching all of this, Mama... Your son is going to make a big difference once he stepped up on the altar. I hope you're proud of me, Mama."

He closed his phone and tucked it in his pocket. He decided to rest here for a bit. The ceremony will start in a few moments and he needs a bit more time to relish the moments of being an 'ordinary' imp.

Stolas couldn't help but let the excitement flow through him, not only is his darling going to be crowned Prince Consort, but their wedding will be soon after in a few weeks later. He was inside a separate room getting ready himself to accompany his beloved to step up on the altar and witness his crowning.

He was adorned in a beautiful dark blue tunic with silver decorations that resembles the stars on it, black trousers, a shiny silver belt, and a midnight blue cape, the interior of the cape is decorated in a mix of purple and blue with constellations shimmering within the cape. The perfect regalia for a prince that has connections to the stars.

"Ready for the ceremony, Stols?"

Behind him, another goetia, a swan with a mix of white and black feathers with nova blue eyes. Her feathered hair tied into a bun held by a crowned shaped circlet. Her A-line gown is blue with a bit of gold on the skirt.

"Oh, Philly, you don't know how much this means much to me. Soon after this whole coronation would be our wedding. That's what I am most excited about." Stolas gushed dreamily.

Next to the swan is another Goetia, a red parrot, he wore a golden tiara-shaped visor over his scarlet eyes, he wore a dark red tailcoat over a white shirt with golden decorations on it, black pants and white boots.

"Easy now, Stolas. It's in the next few weeks, you and Blitzø still have a lot of planning to do."

"Oh, don't ruin this for me, Vassago." The prince pouted. "You would feel the same if it was Andrealphus out there."

The parrot grumbled something before sighing. "In any case, I'll see you boys out there, I have to attend to Cecilia and Delilah alongside my brothers, catch you both on the flip side."

The swan strides for the door and leaves the other two birds behind. Vassago turned to Stolas, "I can't really express the amount of amazement I have towards your imp, sure there are a lot of ambitious imps out there, but no one can make a bigger name than yours, Stolas."

"This is only the beginning, Vassago." Stolas said. "While I don't expect much just as others has, but one things for sure I will be there to help him make a better hell for the lower class."

"Yes, I did heard politics isn't really his forté." The parrot stated, "But, he is a businessman, they are quite crafty and very idealistic with plans, quite meticulous if I say so myself."

"Blitzø does know how to find ways to solve an issue when regarding to business to keep it afloat. He could have been a Baron in this case."

"In another world or story, yes, he could have been."

Stolas then brought out his phone, he received two texts from Octavia, the ceremony is about to start and they're waiting for him and Vassago. "Well, it's showtime."

Both Goetias exited the room and made their way to the grand main ballroom where all the guests are in. Stolas scoured the room for a bit until his eyes landed on his daughter and his soon-to-be daughter. Octavia is wearing a lovely lavender gown with glimmering dark pink glitters on it, her feathered hair tied to a ponytail with a crown shaped clip holding it. Loona is there in a dark red dress with a slit the reach up to her knees, the straps is shaped like a pentagram and she wore a silver tiara on top of her silver white fur hair. Both of them look beautiful, as he scanned the area once more, his eyes landed on a few recognizable faces. There is Fizzarolli and Asmodeus alongside a few other sins, Charlie happily mingling with a few other Royals with Vaggie by her side, the lovely imp couples, Millie and Moxxie are there in the front row, then finally someone that looked a lot like his beloved.

Barbie Wire, Blitzø's twin sister, is there isolating herself from the crowd. She wore a black sparkly dress with a velvet belt, fishnet gloves, and a choker that almost look identical to Blitzø's own neckpiece. She was looking at the crowd warily, which is fair considering the tension she once had, but she soon relaxed a bit when Stolas made his way towards her.

"Last minute jitters or something, hoots?" She asked.

"Quite the opposite actually, Ms. Wire." Stolas said as he rubbed his arm.

"Dude, just call me Barb or Barbie, we're in laws in the next few weeks, so you gotta practice on being casual with me." Barbie replied.

"A-Alright, M- I mean- Barbie." The prince corrected.

"There you go. Off to a good start." The female twin said, a small smile tugged her lips. "Can't believe that asshole is becoming a royal. I never actually imagine this, and maybe does he..."

"I did remember when he was little, he dreamt of owning his own circus business." Stolas stated.

"Yeah, I honestly thought that. But ever since the fire, I thought he would still pursue that dream. Didn't expect he dump it in the fucking garbage and run an assassin business. Then he became an Overlord and now a Prince Consort, Satan's balls, am I now inferior?"

"You aren't, I heard from Blitzø that you still have potential, you never lost your luster on what you're good at even the new feats you have right now." Stolas assured.

"Oh yeah, which is?" Barbie raised an eyebrow at the bird as he tapped his chin.

"Well, you're charismatic, straightforward, sharp, a good fighter, and dear I say fashionable. You could have started your own successful business in fashion if you ever pursue it."

The imp tapped her chin for a bit moment before smiling, "You think I can make my own fashion line and be successful with it?"

"If you ever put your mind into it, Barbie." 

Barbie snorted, "Sure, I'll think about it..."

Stolas was about to leave until he unexpectedly bump into Stella. All the peahen ever did is stare at him, though surprisingly there's no screeching or any sort of violence from his ex-wife, she just icily stared at him before walking away, probably to talk with the other royals. Stolas doesn't know if he should be relieved and glad or reluctant and suspicious of her, how she is silent and ignoring him instead of openly torment him is strange but appreciated.

The prince made his way to the altar where Lucifer is standing at. All fancied out in his white and golden regalia and a pleasant smile on his face. When he saw the owl, his smile brighten. "Ah, there's my favorite owl prince, how ya been, Stolas?" Lucifer greeted.

"Quite well, Lucifer." He replied kindly.

"Hell is making history today as this is the first ever imp to be officially crowned royalty." Lucifer stated. "Just think what sort of phenomenon that Heaven can dish out to compete with this? Nothing!"

"Yes, quite frankly doubt that a Cherub would rank higher than it's own kind. None can past the Seraphim and Archangels above."

"Mm hm, I don't know what they'll think about that, but screw them! What happens in Hell stays in Hell." Lucifer proudly stated. "Don't know what dad would say though..."

"You mean the Creator?" Stolas asked.

"Yeah, haven't heard from him in a while, I do get a few calls from him when he has to check on me to see how Hell is coming up, but I don't know..."

Even if he was banished for humanities' demise, God still loved him, that's still one of his children that stood by his side. "Anyways, I'm sure he's watching history as of now... Come on now, let's get this show on the road!"

All royalties and overlords sat on their respective seats as Lucifer stands by the alter with Stolas beside him. There on a pillow held by Razzle is his apple cane, he took it graciously and address the sea of demons on their seats.

"Demons of Pride and beyond, we're gathered here today to announce the newest addition in Hell's royal aristocracy. We may know him as a well known assassin here in Pride's very own Imp City who runs his own business, but today we now see him as the first ever imp to become not only an Overlord, but as a new member of the Goetia Family." Lucifer announced.

He signaled the two demons by the grand door and they reached for the handle. Stolas felt his heart beat in his chest, excited to to see his beloved walk down the aisle of dark roses and demons, his doubts were drowned by the excitement filling his guts with butterflies.

"Now presenting the newest member of Hell's aristocracy, please welcome our ever so amazing imp of the hour, Prince Consort Blitzø Buckzo!"

The doors slowly opened and all demons stand up to show respect and greet the imp. Stolas felt his heart hammers his chest even faster, thrilled to see the imp. All eyes are now on the door as it's swung open to reveal the new Prince Consort.

Only that Blitzø isn't there.

There was an awkward amount of silence in the air as everyone is staring at the empty spot. Lucifer's smile falters when the crowd erupts into a clamor of whispering and gossips. Stolas stared with wide eyes, heart has calmed down almost too instantly as the doubts that were once drowned within began to rise up and sink him beneath it.

This ceremony was also live thanks to Vox, so all hell started to gossip about the disappearance too. Hell is already starting to flood the media about Blitzø's absence to the point it became trending in less than five minutes. Katie Killjoy took this opportunity to broadcast the breaking news in Channel 666 the moment the trends flood the Voxgram and Sinstagram. 

Back in the ceremony, the crowd is restlessly whispering to themselves about the turn of event. Millie, Moxxie, Loona, and Octavia suddenly became alarmed when the gossiping started. Fizzarolli and Barbie made contact with each other, both showing concern by the lack of Blitzø's presence. Vassago looked anxious as he mouthed to Stolas 'What is going on?' while the owl shrugged, eyes showing the hidden- now revealed anxiousness that was drowned by his excitement. Why is Blitzø not here and where is he? He couldn't have gotten lost, Blitzø was given a fricking map of Lucifer's estate so he knows where to go and avoid getting lost.

"Alright, everyone calm down, I'm sure this is just a minor setback and a bit of a technical difficulty..." Lucifer said.

The king then turned to Stolas and whispered to him, "Find him, the crowd's gonna be piss sooner or later..."

Stolas nodded, he made eye contact with Moxxie and told him to come with him. The smaller imp nodded as he left his seat and went with Stolas to Blitzø's room, thinking he is still there. No way Blitzø would miss his own ceremony, sure he was reluctant about this since he doesn't necessarily wanted to be judge by the demons that looked down on his kind, but he doesn't waste an opportunity to show and flex to the royals of his acquired powers and pride in his family and his friends.

It took a minute later for Moxxie and Stolas to arrive in Blitzø's room. The smaller imp knocked on the door. "Sir? Are you there?"

There was silence.

Moxxie knocked on the door once more. "Sir, would you please come out, you're missing your ceremony. Everyone is freaking out because you didn't show up."

Nothing.

Not a response coming from the other side indicates that Blitzø is there or not. Stolas then gave it a try. "Darling, are you okay in there? May we come in?" The prince gently place a hand on the doorknob and began to twist it open. Stolas was surprised that the door is unlocked, the suspicion began to simmer into worry as he swung the door open and poke his head inside.

"Blitzø? Are you in here?"

Stolas' hands reached for the light switch, the room is dark and he couldn't see a thing. When he flick the lights open, the room is surprisingly empty. The door swung open for him and Moxxie to enter to investigate, all of Blitzø's possessions are there on the table and inside his bag. The only things that is missing from his possession are his signature golden flintlock pistol, his choker, and his engagement ring. Which make sense since he always carry around those three everywhere he goes. What didn't make sense is that Blitzø left his phone, which is usually an item he carries as well.

"I-I don't understand," Moxxie started. "Everything he has is in here, why would he leave his own coronation?"

"More importantly, what caused him to leave the ceremony?" Stolas frowned, has Blitzø been hiding his intentions again, he thought that the imp finally opened up to him, sadness began to lace his fragile heart.

"Wait... What is this?"

Moxxie was pointing at the bed, Stolas came over to pick it up. It's a piece of paper with a handwriting that he is not familiar with, it's way too formal to be Blitzø's own slightly-improved handwriting, there's still a bit of error in them; this one is a far cry from it, plus it is written in a different language that Stolas doesn't recognize.

'Nanay'

"Nanay?" Stolas read out loud, "What does it mean...?"

"Are you sure there's nothing else that looks suspicious when you entered his room?"

A Private Investigator arrived at Lucifer's estate after she was called by the king himself. Lucifer has instructed that everyone remains in the estate as he sense something sinister about the whole ordeal. The investigator is an imp, next to her is her partner; another Goetia, or Delilah's mother as everyone eventually learned.

Private Investigator Athalia is a well known detective from her own start up investigation agency in Pride. She handles missing person cases, infidelity, and to some degree, murder. Helping her is Delilah's mother, Jezebel, she was her first client and it was because of her money and influence that made her investigation agency successful. Jezebel had hired her to track down her missing husband, it was soon discovered that he was killed off during Extermination Day by an Exterminator. Because of Athalia, she was able to find a bit of closure despite the dread that her husband was forever gone, leaving Delilah fatherless.

While the days past, more people would come to Athalia and Jezebel would help her with the many connections she provided. It also helps how the Goetia is also good with criminology. Both imp and Goetia began to bond and eventually became partners; Delilah started to see Athalia as another parental figure after slowly warming up to her.

When they arrived alongside a few other authorities, the guests just sat there and wait for their turn. That still doesn't stop the gossips though, making Stolas uncomfortable while Athalia and Jezebel ask him questions about the evidence he found. They were in a separate room while the other authorities maintain the rest in the main room with Lucifer. Moxxie was told to go back to investigate Blitzø's room again for anything that can help them with the missing case. 

"No, the only thing that is suspicious is this note. I don't even know what it means." Stolas explained, gripping his sleeves tightly.

"Jez, what do you think? Is this language familiar to you?" The imp asked the Goetia next to her.

"Give it to me, Ali." The female Luzon Bleeding Heart stated as the imp handed her the note. Jezebel began to scan the note as she hummed, "This is a written in the language known as Tagalog. Nanay means 'mother' in Tagalog."

"Mother?" Stolas repeated.

"This would lead to these question, what does it connect to Blitzø? Who wrote this to him? And when did it occurred?" Athalia said as she jotted everything down on her notepad.

Moxxie came back with a dark red journal with some horse stickers on it, it's clearly his. "I found this in Blitzø's bag, it's hidden in a secret compartment. I don't know if it would be much help?"

Athalia took it and nodded, she carefully opened the book and began to inspect the slightly mixed crude handwriting, she seems unbothered by the context as she flips through pages of dirty and uncomfortable thoughts written here. It all came into a halt when she noticed a photo plastered on it alongside the words 'She is out there.'

"Your highness, has Blitzø ever been finding someone important?" Athalia asked.

"Um... No one in particular, why do you ask?" Stolas asked, he cocked his head sideways like an owl as he blinked all four of his eyes at them.

"It looked like he was doing his own sort of investigation based on what he is writing down here." Jezebel explained, "Take a look at this, are you familiar of who this woman is?"

Stolas took a peek on the journal and saw the photo himself. It was a female imp with black hair and she wore a pendant he is way too familiar with. On that photo, she is hugging both a younger version of Blitzø and Barbie as they're both holding a Birthday Card.

"T-That's... Ms. Tilla, Blitzø's late mother. I don't understand what sort of connection she has with Blitzø's disappearance." Stolas said.

Jezebel flipped the through the pages again, there are more photos of the late female imp and some locations and time notes written on each page. The photos are a bit blurry but a shade of a familiar purple and black stands out more vividly. There's also a list of contacts written at the back and even comments written beside the photos.

"Are you telling me that..." His voice faded as the two other females stared at him before finishing his statement.

"We can come to confirmation that Blitzø's mother is alive, and your imp is somewhere out there looking for her."

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Two days after the coronation, all hell and each rings became silent after the mysterious disappearance of their new Imp Overlord and Goetia Prince Consort. Lucifer had decided to reschedule it and asked Stolas if it's okay to crown Blitzø at both their wedding day, that way both announcement of their engagement and crowning would be told without another separate event.

The prince agreed albeit with a hint of reluctance, he and Blitzø would always consult with each other when it comes to actions that can affect both their wants and needs. But, things became hollow as this is a constant reminder of the possibility of loneliness. Stolas dreamed of having Blitzø by his side, to do all sorts of things from good and bad, but none of them will happen as the imp is missing and he's out there somewhere.

He attempted to track him down himself with his Grimoire, but to his surprise and unsettlement, there's no trace of Blitzø. It's as if he vanished into thin air.

Before leaving, Athalia gave him a business card containing her number and address to her office. If ever he wants to cooperate further with the investigation or if he has more clues to help them with the missing person case, he can call on them whenever he pleases.

One thing couldn't shake off his head though. Here on his lap while he sits glumly on his shared bed with Blitzø is the imp's journal which contains his thoughts- the good, bad, suicidal, inappropriate, and lovely ones. He opened it once more to read the one page he kept coming back to (other than the amazingly detailed and beautiful thought of how Blitzø felt whenever the prince peg him to the core), he turned to the page where Blitzø was investigating his mother.

Stolas has heard a lot of things about Tilla. From Blitzø, Barbie, and Fizzarolli, Tilla is an absolute sweet ball of sunshine, very kind, very warm, her smile would lift up their spirits when one is feeling down. Stolas loved to note how Tilla's gentle smile resembles Blitzø's own endearing smile.

The prince was shocked that Blitzø was attempting to find her after the possible evidence of Tilla being alive after it was assumed that she died in the fire. Stolas wanted to believe that Blitzø was hallucinating, but that was such a cruel and selfish thought. Albeit his photos that the imp snapped is blurry are proof that Tilla is out there somewhere.

Stolas remembered that time after he was told that conclusion. After that was Jezebel and Athalia asking if they could see the surveillance camera of Lucifer's grand estate. He has to know where was Blitzø last seen, he took out his phone, the imp detective gave him the video as well once she claimed it; he hasn't checked it out ever since due to him fell into a state of isolation. Vassago tried his best to pull him out of his misery but proves futile in every attempt he even did.

There were three areas where Blitzø stayed in the longest, one was the hallway where his room was located, the other one was outside the ceremonial room, and finally it was at the back of the estate which is his garden that leads into the edge of the Pride.

"Why we're you there at the edge of the estate, darling?" Stolas asked to particularly no one. He hates it when talks to himself- he hates it when he is lonely.

He hates loneliness in general.

Standing up, he decided to pay the last area where Blitzø went a visit. Maybe he can find something there, there has to be more clues or anything that Blitzø dropped before he went missing. Once dressed in his usual regalia, he opened a portal up to the estate, Lucifer isn't as present as he is ever since he became more involved with Charlie's Hazbin Hotel, the manor is under the care of his workers and maids there. They were far too busy to even notice Stolas when he stepped in, though there was this imp gardener who was wondering why he was here, he allowed him access to the back, probably he was afraid of him. It doesn't matter, really, he was very laser focus on finding evidence to solve Blitzø's mysterious disappearance, he would tear down hell if he have to. The only one who can stop him would be Lucifer at this point.

The king of Hell would probably understand why he would be stooping low to search his gardens for clues. He would accept any punishment just so he could be reunited with his beloved Blitzy.

Once at the back of the estate, he began scouring the place from top to bottom. Nothing in particular caught his attention though. He looked through a few hedges and bushes as well as some trees. The gardener pay no mind to his investigation occasionally leaving to the gardens for the greenhouse to get some supplies. As Stolas felt like he found nothing, he noticed something at the far side of the fence, the back gate. He walked over only to realize that it's unlocked and said chains are on the ground- broken and useless.

"Excuse me?"

The gardener perked up after he stopped pulling out a few dead plants that infested the rose bush. They came over to the back gate, "What? How did this broke? This area is off limits hence why his majesty instructed us to lock it off."

"Where does this lead to if I may ask?" Stolas asked, slightly opening the gate a bit.

"Into the Pentagram Forest just miles away from here. I wouldn't want to head in there, multiple reports of people getting lost and the such happens in that forest. In the next days they found their bodies mangled outside the forest as if the area is cursed." The gardener spoke.

Stolas felt dread run down his body. No doubt he felt Blitzø's presence here, his magic was here and when he sense the energy one more time, his presence leads into the dangerous forest. "No one ever heads to the Pentagram Forest ever since, as you can see, the area is quite large, isolated from the cities and small districts in Pride."

The prince said nothing, he only nodded as the gardener went back to work. Once he felt like he was left alone, he was staring off into the gate, just a few miles away they said. He could walk there, he could find more clues there. No one is to stop him to find his Blitzø. He opened the gate and stepped out of the estate, he then closed the door so it looked like he was never there. The prince began to venture through the road the leads to the forest, damn right it was just a mile or two to get there, the forest has a bountiful of large trees that towers above the sky, at least it's not as tall as Red Wood found in the Living World, it's more like the Tropical Forest found in Southeast Asia except it doesn't live up to the 'Tropical' in the name.

Stolas took a deep breath and took a step into the woods before marching his way in. What is everyone going to think that a Goetia is stepping inside the woods that everyone fears? Certainly they all know Prince Stolas of the Ars Goetia to be a daring and very unpredictable figure, yes, that is what they see in him when he and Blitzø became an item. Stolas finds himself to do things that no Goetias ever dare to do, such as going into some clubs with Blitzø and his employees, seen entering into an Adult Toys store with Millie when both went shopping in the mall, Hell, even going topside to join his beloved in taking out some human targets.

Going into the forest, nothing but armed with his magic is probably going to be added onto the list. It's to be expected, nothing but towering trees filled his vision, the forest breeze rustling through the trees and plants surrounding him is a bit welcoming. What wasn't necessarily welcoming was the scent of water, Stolas sighed in relief when he didn't detect a scent of acid instead. Hell is known for two types of rain, one is just ordinary liquid while the other is acid that can burn a lot of Hellborns even Sinners, it will disfigure their faces and what nots if unlucky.

At first it was just a drizzle of rain, not hard at least, a shame really, he didn't bring an umbrella along with him. He wasn't necessarily deep into the forest, but there was a lack of any life in the forest, nothing but trees and greens. If this forest was dangerous, then the only danger it has to offer is the possibility of losing their way back out.

Luckily, he has a checkpoint, he found something.

Immediately, on the dirt is a footprint, it looked a few days old and if Stolas knew any better, that is the size of his beloved Blitzy's hooves. He was here. Blitzø did ventured out into the forest.

"Oh, Blitzø..."

He followed the trail deeper into the forest, he wonders why would he venture deeper knowing how anyone can get easily lost in the woods. The rain was starting to get even harsher, drizzles turned a bit heavier as it began to soak Stolas to the brim. The prince could care less if he was wet or if he get sick, his darling is out there somewhere, and his clues are right here, he's following it as if it's a trail of breadcrumbs.

Stolas then felt like he was going nowhere when he went further into following the trail. The footprints on the dirt began to disappear as they got pelted by rain. The prince stopped, he doesn't know how long he was in the forest, as of now he wants to find a dry area for him to dry up with his spell and save his energy to keep on moving.

As if luck was on his side, there was a cabin nearby. He immediately rushed towards it, getting pelted by the heavy rain drops as his talons dirtied in mud. He doesn't care about that, he must rest. When Stolas reached for the cabin, he could see that it was abandoned, no one lives there anymore. This place is unkept and dusty, the windows filled with layers of grime and a bit cracked; to Stolas, it's better than the soaking wetness he felt so assaulted right now.

He made his way inside the cabin and the first thing he noticed is how empty this place is. The only thing that is furnished in this small cabin is this old wooden rocking chair and table. There is a fire place and another door to another room nearby. Stolas immediately went in and closed the door, he used his magic to light up the fire so he could warm and dry himself from the coldness of the rain.

His phone vibrated, there are tons of messages from Vassago, Angel Dust, and his daughter, though most of them came from the parrot. The phone chimed again revealing Vassago calling him for what seemed like the thirteenth times. He answered it and was immediately greeted by squawking from the prince.

"Where in bloody hell are you?!" Vassago exclaimed. "You can't just disappear on me, your friends, and daughter like that! She was calling me to inform you that you went missing and I got fucking worried!"

"Sorry for worrying you all, I was just... I really haven't been acting quite well since Blitzø disappeared and I wanted some answers." Stolas winced as he dried his feathers from the warm fire.

He heard the parrot sighed and a new voice beside him. "Stolas?"

"Ophelia,"

"Where are you? Alastor and Angel Dust is literally hunting every corners of Pride just to find you, those two got worried as well when Angel got a call from Via." Ophelia explained.

"I'm... Inside of a cabin within the Pentagram Forest."

"In what?!?!" Vassago squawked. "Stolas, don't fucking move, I am marching my way there right now and dragging your tail feathered ass back here."

Vassago can be heard grumbling in the distance before Ophelia went back to answering Stolas again. "Yeah... Anyways, stay put, Vassago, Angel, and Alastor will come for you. Also, I hope you're okay out there."

"Yes, thank you for both your concern. I won't do that again." Stolas ends the call as he switched back to message Octavia that he is fine and that Vassago will come and get him home. She responded quickly with a message that scolded him for his impulsiveness and stating that he stays safe wherever he is right now.

He sighed as he stood up from the fireplace and walks over to the window. His thoughts wondered to a dark territory about the many things revolving about the possibility of never find Blitzø again. What would happened?

He knows what will happen: he already became sad and isolated because he fell into loneliness and despair when the imp disappeared. Loona wouldn't even open up again, his business would fall, sister and friends, everyone who gave a damn about him...

The rain continues to fall, Stolas hasn't even realize that he felt a tear slides down his face, he attempted to wipe them away, clearly futile as more came. What if he never finds Blitzø, what if his imp is forever lost? His own dark thoughts winning the day and consuming him, as he was about to lose hope, he spotted something at the corner of his eyes. He went towards that said corner as he picked up the object that caught his attention.

It was a piece of paper written in a familiar handwriting...

Blitzø's hands kept trembling as he attempted to write a sentence neatly. Cursive was a little advance for his sloppy handwriting so he started off by writing words that are printed like he usually does, except properly and in correct spelling.

He has written words such as his own name, 'company', 'horses', 'sex', 'moon', 'blood', 'gun', and some colorful profanities. Stolas has been helping him with sentence structures, grammars, and proper techniques, and so far so good; Blitzø is forever grateful for the help, if only he had to stop his hands from wobbling.

"I know I'm ambidextrous and shit, but this is fucking ridiculous!" Blitzø grumbled.

"Think of it that you're wielding a knife, what words you would carve out on your victim's body when you're pillaging them?" Stolas asked.

"If you put it that way... I actually never done that in a while, but thanks for giving me the encouragement to do so." Blitzø grinned.

The prince made a little hooting sound that sounded like a chuckle as he came over to see the progress. The handwriting of Blitzø's sentence is a cross of neat and sloppy, written on the paper is Blitzø's sentence, "Peg the owl hard until he sees stars."

A grin appeared on the imp when he saw Stolas' equally flustered and aroused face. It was so easy to make the prince so horny, Blitzø remembered how the owl's cloaca became quite wet when the imp pinned him on the bookshelf, Stolas almost came when he chomped on his feathered neck.

"Quite poetic of your sentence," Stolas commented amusingly.

"Yeah? That's a bonus point then." Blitzø smiled to which the bird started laughing.

Slightly wonky as ever, this is Blitzø's own writing and indeed. He was here and Stolas couldn't be any happier. He found a clue and evidence that can help him.

Written on the paper are 4 different locations and the words once more 'She's Out There', three of the written locations were crossed out, but one was encircled- which is the Pentagram Forest. Once again, Blitzø is that determined to find his missing mother. As Stolas pocketed the piece of paper, he noticed that the rain is beginning to cease. While Vassago did told him to stay put, something caught his eyes once more, it was just outside the cabin. The prince could care less that his clothes are soaked in salty rain, he immediately went out and made a mad dash towards the object of his eyes.

Just as he was about to reach for it, he felt someone grab him by the shoulder, instincts kick in and he was forever grateful that Blitzø taught him how to do self-defense, he immediately elbowed the stranger and pinned them on a nearby tree.

Only to realize that he accidentally broke Vassago's crowned visor and beak, he immediately let go.

"Ow... Stolas, why?!" The parrot groaned.

"Vassago?! I am so sorry..."

"Damn, Princey Babe, that's some sick ass move there."

The prince turned to see Angel Dust and Alastor standing nearby him, it appears that they teamed up to find him. "Glad that we have found you before anything bad happened." Alastor spoke.

When Vassago regained his composure, he immediately grabbed Stolas by the shoulder. "What in your right mind made you think you can just go out here all alone?! Did you not know how worried your daughter is, how worried we are, and for goodness sake, how worried your imp's employees and daughter are?!" He squawked. "Don't ever do that again, you hear me?!"

"Y-Yes, Vassago... You can let go now." Stolas spoke as the parrot's feature soften as his grip became less tight.

"So what did ya find out here, we know you only came into the woods sleuthing for some clues, yeah?" Angel Dust asked.

The prince nodded as he pocketed out the paper once more. "I found this in the cabin I was resting in before, this is Blitzø's handwriting."

"Then what made you want to come out of the cabin you were formerly residing in, your highness?" Alastor asked as he inspected the piece of paper.

"That object I was going to grab..." He motioned them towards the said object, when the four demons walked towards the said object, Angel Dust's eyes immediately widen when he recognized what that is.

Quickly, he bend down and pick it up. It was a dark burgundy cape with a familiar insignia, it's soaking wet and covered in mud. "This is... This is Blitzy-Boo's cape."

"Look over there!"

Vassago pointed at something, just down below them are unfamiliar tracks that does not resemble the footprints Stolas saw. There are two different footprints- one resembles Blitzø's own while the other ones are avian's footprints. 

"Wait... Who owns these?"

"They're... Footprints that belonged to a Goetia." Alastor spoke, radio statics began to surround him.

"Wait what? What's that have to do... Unless... No..." 

It's clear that none of them refuse to believe that thought, but that thought came to a halt when they heard something rustling from nearby bushes. They're being stalked, Angel Dust brought out his extra pair of arms, double pistols in hands. Alastor, Stolas, and Vassago readied their magic as they took a stance. They would protect themselves from whatever threat is lurking about. It seems that the figure is fast and the rustling is everywhere, unless there are multiple threats, they would have to up the ante.

"Show yourself!" Stolas exclaimed. "We won't be so friendly if you disobey us!"

However, they weren't expecting for the figure to immediately show themselves. Right there immediately emerging from the bushes is their threat, a female imp. But she is a very familiar imp, her hair long, dark, and messy, she also wear a long purple dress, and albeit she is wary and holding a blessed knife at them, her eyes gentle, as if she isn't used to killing.

Stolas immediately knew who she is and his glowing magic faded from his hands. The others are wary though, Angel Dust is still pointing his gun at her, Alastor still has some statics that are surrounding him, and Vassago still has his glowing hands pointed towards her.

"Everyone, stop, she's not a threat." Stolas stated.

"How can we be so sure, she has a blessed knife out on us!" Angel Dust exclaimed.

"And I do not think she thinks kindly of us." Alastor added.

The female imp stared between the four other demons in front of her, they were discussing something until the other two sinners and other Goetia drop their weapons and powers.

"No demons ever dared to enter this forest. Those who did are usually brave fools or adventurers." She spoke.

"But it seems like you've been living here for a long time now, we would want to know something very crucial. We won't hurt you in any way, we promise." Stolas explained gently.

She was reluctant until she kept the blessed knife inside a small scabbard that is hidden behind her back. She eyes them warily, tension very heavy in the air.

"Are... Are you Tilla?"

The female imp falters, she remained a bit vigilant but her stance soften. "I-I have not been refered to that in a very long time..."

"Wait, so she's Blitzy-Boo's mom?" Angel Dust cut in.

"'Blitzy-Boo'?" Tilla repeated. "You mean, Blitzo?" 

"That's your son isn't it? He goes by Blitzø nowadays." Alastor explained, watching the imp carefully.

"Y-Yes... Blitzo is my son... How do you know him?" Tilla's stance stiffen a bit, millions of negative thoughts running through her.

Stolas sensed this and quickly puts his hands up in a reassuring matter. "N-No, we're not enemies, we're friends of your son... He's also my fiancé."

Tilla's eyes widen, "M-my son is going to get married?"

"Yes... I don't know if you know me but, when he was little he used to play with a Goetia Prince during his birthday."

"Y-You're... You're that prince... And he will marry you...?"

The prince nodded in confirmation, "Yes, that's right..." While he was a bit happy that Tilla recognize him, a small frown appeared on his face. "But..."

"I will ask again, I know demons like you four don't just come out here in a place like this. What are your intentions here?" Tilla asked.

The four demons looked at each other before looking back at Tilla who is still staring at them, contemplating on whether or not to bring out the knife again.

"Your son, Blitzø is missing." Vassago stated.

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It was nearby a river where it flows towards the edge of the ring to Wrath. The cottage is much more cleaner and functioning. When they went inside, Tilla only has a limited amount of possession she has, there are three framed pictures of her family on a nearby table, two books, one plain and the other a novel, and finally a small chest box that's located on top of a small fireplace.

"This cottage can do me so much after 20 years away from a lot of demons..." Tilla spoke as she poured in five glasses of water on the homemade clay cups.  "20 years away from my children, not knowing whatever happened to them... It torments me every single day to not know what happened to them after the fire."

She then brought the cups towards the four, who are sitting down comfortably on the couch, except for Alastor who just decided to stand instead. "How did you survived the fire?" Stolas asked. "Blitzø thought that you were dead after that..."

Tilla sighed, "It... I don't know if I can call it a miracle that I have survived or not, the moment I smell the smoke rising, I knew I had to escape..." There's some sort of forlorn and melacholic tone in her voice, which is obvious since this is a very haunting memory for those who were part of Buckzo's Circus. "I was able to escape thanks to someone... I don't remember what they look like, but all I remember that they're a Goetia."

Immediately, they all perked up, "Wait, a Goetia? Who are they and maybe you can describe to us on what they look like." Vassago stated.

"He... I wouldn't want to talk about him, not after what he has done to me." Tilla spoke bitterly. "He saved me only to treat me with the harshest treatment I have ever experienced in my life, far worse than the abuse I have from my husband, he treated me like a sex toy, violating my body, attempting to ruin me and abuse me whenever he can, the worst of it all would be how he treated his staff."

Vassago and Stolas were horrified by this. The two princes couldn't help but let the bitterness and anger towards their family to wash over them. Alastor just stood there, silent and expressionless as he observed Tilla, meanwhile Angel Dust sat quietly, fiddling with his fingers, he knows what she means and he could relate to that due to his own experience with Valentino.

"I couldn't handle it anymore... So I flee, I didn't look back and I ended up here... No one ever dared to come here anyways, the fear of being lost forever in this place." Tilla finished. "I really thought the Goetias are all the same, pompous rich pricks that fakes their kindness towards the others only to mistreat them and step on the lower ones whenever they have the chance. Now tell me, what makes you two so different from the them?"

She turned to Vassago and Stolas to which they felt a bit intimidated by her glare, the softness she once had in her gaze is nowhere to be found. "We're not... We don't do that to our staffs... Our intentions are to be sincere and honest, we don't really tolerate the cruelty of what the Goetia Family has done towards the lower class." Stolas explained.

"We have different intentions and influences... We wanted to make a difference and to help those who were treated cruelly by our family." Vassago added.

"Your son... He was an example of being treated with both kindness and cruelty... not intentionally at least." Stolas spoke the last part softly, he remembered the very rocky and fucked up part of their relationship, how poorly they communicated and how broken they ended up after Stolas gave the Asmodean Crystal. He remembered the day when a very mentally unstable Blitzø stood by the edge of the Pentagram City's clocktower.

The stuff that Blitzø bought for him during the night of their argument was left in his room untouched for a few weeks now after the Full Moon and the party. These are quite expensive sex toys even for Blitzø to afford, a tiny part of curiosity from Stolas wanders on how the imp was able to afford these items. Yes, they are the things he and Blitzø enjoys during their night together, but right now after that fight he and his beloved had, he doesn't know what to do. Keeping it would hurt his fragile heart, throwing it away will hurt even more, so he was in a difficult crossroad.

He might as well just return it, items like these must've come from Asmodeus, maybe the king would agree to take it back and give Blitzø a refund. Sighing, he reached out to grab his phone to contact the Lust King when the said sin himself immediately called him. The sudden ring caused Stolas to fumble about his phone before attempting to answer it, playing it cool as if he wasn't startled by the sudden call.

"Sire, hello. How have you been?"

"Birdie, I think you need to open the news real quick..." Asmodeus said carefully.

The prince blinked in confusion. What does he mean by that? He quickly made his way to the living room and opened the television, immediately his heart drop at the sight he is seeing. In Channel 666, Katie Killjoy and Tom Trench are broadcasting a figure standing on the ledge of the tall Pentagram City's clocktower.

"Well, look at this! Looks like we got one of Pride's most well-known imp right about to commit one hell of a jump down at the tower!" Katie announced.

"Sure does, are those tears on his eyes though?" Tom asked.

"Who gives a fuck, Tom! We can't wait and see what does the people have to say, starting with that little possum imp at the bottom of the clock!"

The camera man went to focus on Millie, Moxxie, and Loona who are attempting to get through to stop Blitzø from doing something horrible, but they're swarmed by the crowd and they couldn't get through.

"Let us up there! He's not very stable at the moment!" Moxxie cried.

"Stop filming him and help him!" Millie shouted as she shoved a rude journalist away.

"Fuck off you assholes! Let me through! DAD!!" Loona shouted as she punched a nearby camera man, only to be swarmed by more newscasters.

"Well, ain't that a juicy scoop?" Katie grinned. "That imp assassin is actually a fucking psycho, and it looked like he's about to jump down the tower, ain't this exciting?!"

What is wrong with those people?! "Birdie, I think you might need to intervene..." Asmodeus spoke from the phone.

"BLITZØ!!!!!"

Stolas heard Fizzarolli from the other side of the phone and he could hear a lot of swearing and desperate cries coming from the jester. Asmodeus ended the call, Stolas stared back at the television, the prince didn't hesitate to immediately open a portal to where the whole thing takes place, it sounds like things took a turn for the worst for not only him but also for Blitzø.

"I take that you treat him well... unless you're like those others..." Tilla spoke, she was not hesitating on bringing out some venom when she said the last parts.

"I do..." Stolas answered, does Tilla really need to know all the unintentional awful things he has done to Blitzø? Maybe not at the moment, eventually she would know.

The woman's eyes soften as she sighed, sitting at the chair just beside the couch where Vassago, Angel Dust, and Stolas sat at. "It's kind of good that Blitzø have some people like that, be there for him when I couldn't, you don't know how much pain he went through when he was such a young boy... As a child, he always wants to please his father and prove that he can achieve certain goals, of course, it was hard, he's always look down upon and his father... mistreats him a lot."

A very sour bird squawk escape from Stolas at the mention of Blitzø's father. That man is nothing but a greedy bastard that cared for money and his image. "My poor son got diagnosed with an anxiety disorder when he was eleven... He berated him for not being good enough to the point it broke my baby..."

It seemed that Tilla has harvested a lot of hatred towards her late husband, no one knows whatever happened to Cash anyways, but to everyone who knows him according to Fizzarolli, he was a dead demon to them.

"The amount of nightmares he has suffered from nights when he was a child, anxiety and panic attacks he would get after a performance, self-hatred and self-harm he developed when he was a teenager..." Tilla paused, Blitzø suffered way worse than Barbie, which is why all her attentions are always on him. Barbie could understand as well, she doesn't get it hard, she always hated what her father did to her twin brother.

Vassago wince at that information, Angel Dust grimace at the thought while Alastor felt his smile strained a bit. Stolas sat there looking at Tilla with a face that shows that he could relate and understand the situation, he remembered the moment after he stopped Blitzø from attempting to suicide. The imp woke up from a horrid nightmare, kicking and flailing about, even putting up a fight. Blitzø had suffered from this major episode that he even broke Alastor's cane during the scuffle, even punching Angel Dust on the face in the process of them helping him to calm down.

It took a very long while and one more emotional heart to heart later, Blitzø calm down and let Stolas treat his wounds and he apologize to Alastor and Angel Dust afterwards. The recovery was such a long process, therapy was scheduled, the amount of times when Blitzø is not taking therapy, he would cut himself with anything, of course the horrid nightmares that caused Blitzø to scream bloody murder every night occasionally, even to remind Blitzø to take medication as he tends to be in a catatonic state at times.

All of that had been worth it though after months of helping him, Blitzø got a bit better, his business is running much more efficient, relationship has been fix altogether, and Stolas couldn't been any happier when he asked to try again with their relationship.

It was a very upsy turvy memory, though Stolas couldn't help but shuddered at the memory, Blitzø suffered from constant night terrors and severe Anxiety Disorder, and all of this was stem down to his terrible childhood trauma. The prince shouldn't even worry considering that Blitzø is in a much more stable mental health than he had three years ago, but because of this discovery, he couldn't help but wander back to the most painful moments he has experienced.

"I take it he is much better now, right?" Tilla asked.

Stolas looked back up, "Y-Yes...after Ophelia had offered to find him a therapist that actually does their job, he's in a healthier condition."

"I take it that this Ophelia is another Goetia."

Stolas couldn't blame Tilla on her doubts with him and demons like him. What she had endured after the fire and maybe even before the disaster, it's fair that she is skeptical with the Goetian Demons and maybe even Overlords. "She is one of the friendliest Goetia other than me and Stolas, we promise you that." Vassago quickly intervene.

"Hm, fine... But I shall see it with my own eyes soon..." Tilla spoke as she move back to the pressing matter. "My son went missing, am I correct?"

"Yeah, he was supposed to be crowned Prince Consort a few days ago only for him to disappear when he was gonna walk down the aisle." Angel Dust replied.

"We suspect that he came out here searching for leads about you as it turns out that he's been searching for you for quite some time and none of us even knows." Alastor added.

"He was looking for me... But what happened afterwards?" Tilla asked.

"It appeared that he was also kidnapped by a Goetian. There were tracks that leads us down the forest and we found his cape and his footprints alongside some Goetia's footprints as well." Vassago answered.

Tilla had a brow raise yet if one were to read her eyes correctly, sheer amount of concern are flowing through her. "You said that he came out here looking for me... You also said that he was about to be coronated as Prince Consort and an Overlord."

"That's right..." They all answered.

"What made him come out of the manor?" Tilla asked.

"There was this note... We found a note stating the word 'mother' in a mortal language which prompted him to leave." Stolas answered.

"Tagalog if I recall correctly?" Vassago asked.

"Y-Yes, but... Who among the Goetias would speak such a mortal language?"

It is a mystery indeed, however it was not a time to dwell into such a thing just yet though. "If I may, Ms. Tilla, would you want to come with us back in the manor? We can discuss somethings with you and let you be a permanent resident in our home."

Tilla looked at him skeptically, "That's a very kind offer but... I don't really know, after what I've been through..."

"I can guarantee you our protection and service to aid you, ma'am. We can also assist each other to find your son. I care deeply for him and love him greatly despite all the hardships we have endured over our time together, I don't want to lose him and I know neither do you."

Tilla was quiet at first while everyone was anticipating for her response, Stolas fidget with his fingers while Vassago placed a hand on his shoulder. It wasn't long before they heard a sigh from the woman as she said, "Alright, I will go with you... If you promise me that you are genuine with your intentions and promises. I hate it when people are giving me false hope and a promise that couldn't be made."

Stolas felt so elated when he heard that. Tilla stood up from her chair and said, "Give me a few moments to clean up my belongings, then we can all go to your manor."

It took a few moments for Tilla to gather everything up inside an old box but she manage and Angel Dust offered to help her carry the items. With everything cleaned, Stolas summoned a portal to his manor and everyone entered it. Immediately, Stolas was met by Octavia and Loona, Barbie and Fizzarolli were there as well, most likely to keep them company. The hellhound and the young Goetia immediately went towards the prince.

"Dad! You're back, are you okay?" Octavia exclaimed.

"I'm fine, my little Starfire, how are you and my little Moonstone?" Stolas asked as he petted her feathered hair and Loona's fur, to ease and calm them a bit.

"We're fine, just don't do that stupid thing again." Loona stated.

"I promise, my darlings." He said calmly as he turned towards the others.

When Tilla came into the portal, she gaze in wonder at the area around her, those gentle eyes then landed on Loona and Octavia.

"Are they...?"

"They're my daughters... As well as your son's daughters." Stolas stated. "They're your granddaughters, step and adopted grandchildren to be precise though..."

"I see..." She nodded.

"Dad..."

"Who is that?"

Both Octavia and Loona had their eyes on Tilla, looking at her as if she has two heads. "That's Blitzø's mother, your grandmother Tilla."

Loona had her jaw wide open while Octavia blinked owlishly at her. The woman gave a gentle smile at the two, "It's good to meet my darling granddaughters, I hope we can get along well, even if we aren't related."

Barbie and Fizzarolli had their eyes widen when they saw the imp who they thought was dead by the accident that occured two decades ago. "Mom...?" Barbie breathed out.

Tilla turned towards her, even after these years, despite their family mark crossed out from her head and the white tattoos on her arms, she is still the same to her eyes. Immediately Barbie rushed over to Tilla and hugged her, tears welling on her eyes. "Mom, I missed you so much!" She cried.

"Oh, my dear beautiful Barbie, I missed you too." Tilla spoke as she patted her back gently.

Fizzarolli went near, he looked like he wanted to join in the hug. Tilla extended her arm towards him and the jester wrapped his mechanical arms around the two female imps into a group hug. "Nice to see you too, Fizzy." She said.

"Yeah... I thought you were gone..." Fizzarolli stated as he unwind his arms around them.

"Mom, what happened? How are you even alive, the fire burned everything!" Barbie said..

Tilla began to recount everything that happened to her, from being saved, to living with a monster that abused her, running away into the Pentagram Woods, living there for two decades, and then for Stolas and company to find her. Barbie and Fizzarolli couldn't believe such a tale that befell on Tilla, but regardless they were happy that she is alive all along and is now found.

Now back to the pressing matters at hand, a servant came by and offered Tilla to show her a room she can reside in, Angel Dust helped carried her stuff there and helped her unpacked it before he leaves with Alastor. While separating with the others for now, it was only Vassago and Stolas remaining in the living room where they placed Blitzø's cape and a picture of the footprint they found in the woods.

"So far those are the only evidence we found if we don't count the note that has the word 'nanay' and his journal." Vassago stated.

"Mm, I suppose... but the note that I found in his dressing room seems to be like a clue connected to the kidnapper, and it happens to be a Goetia." Stolas replied. "And because it was written in a mortal language, they must've be multilingual as well or they know how to speak Tagalog at least."

"You do make a good point, I mean, all of the Goetias attended the coronation, maybe they were there and must've orchestrated the kidnapping while they attend the ceremony to make it look less suspicious." Vassago pointed out.

"Hm, but... How can we tell who?" Stolas asked. "It could be anyone, and there is a possibility that we might be dealing with more than one threat."

Vassago was about to speak up when his phone rang. The parrot pulled out his phone and it was a call from Ophelia. He answered it and Ophelia immediately spoke up, "Vassago, did you find Stolas already?"

"Yes, we are in his manor already safe and sound." He answered.

"Thank the stars you guys are alright, anyways... I believe that we are going to have to doll up again tomorrow." Ophelia said.

"What's the occasion, Philly?" Stolas asked.

"All the Goetias and Overlords are cordially invited to attend this party held by the a group of Overlords."

"Is it the Vees?" The owl groaned, he hates them with a passion, sure he can tolerate Velvette and Vox since they have some sort of decorum, but it's Valentino that he hates with a passion, not only for his treatment towards Angel Dust and Vox, but also how he almost violated him one time.

"Thankfully, it's not them. It's this group that they call themselves the Party Overlords. They wanted to host a Full Moon party and they have selected Stolas and Blitzø to be the special guests."

Stolas was taken back by this, him and Blitzø are special guests and he wasn't even informed? "The Goetia Council are so inconsiderate about the whole ordeal though since they also stepped in to hijack the plan, they know you're busy and they know that Blitzø isn't even found yet!"

"Maybe they're trying to humiliate you both." Vassago mumbled.

"Right?! Either way maybe it's best that you give the guest position to someone else, you already have enough in your plate, Stolas." Ophelia said.

"Actually... Maybe I will attend the party." Stolas answered.

"What?" Vassago and Ophelia asked at the same time.

"Think about it, Vassago, all the Goetias will be there again, right?" 

The idea immediately clicked into the parrot but to the swan she is very confused by this. "Oh! Yes, we can attempt to find out who is the one that has kidnapped Blitzø!"

"I believe you both are leaving me by the dust, what in hell are you both squawking about?" Ophelia asked.

"We will tell you all about it later, Philly, for now though, where is the party located and what time does it starts?" Stolas asked.

"Um..." There was a pause for a brief moment, it sounds like she is double checking the invite, "About evening, it will last till' midnight and it's located in a new district in Pride, established by the new Overlords for different events like parties and gatherings."

"Thank you, Philly, and don't worry we will tell you everything tomorrow."

Stolas ended the call, it's to make some preparations for tomorrow.

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This party is indeed something Stolas looked forward to. Normally, he would skip it but this particular party is something that can benefit for him. Parties are usually something he doesn't necessarily enjoy due to the many parties that Stella hosts to humiliate him. The only parties he would enjoy would be the reception party after his eventual wedding with Blitzø or even some special birthday parties he and his beloved would plan for their children if they were to have more children.

Looking at the mirror, he finalize his makeup and smiles satisfyingly on his reflection. His outfit consist of a red and black tunic with some gold accents on them, black trousers tied with a black diamond studded belt, and a black and red cape with white collars and frills. 

For a very dumb reason and because it was out of habbit, Stolas also prepared an outfit for Blitzø. It has a white button up shirt with a dark red vest with diamond shaped buttons and golden studs at the end of the sleeves, a black and crimson striped trousers, and polished shoes. Stolas sighed sadly, Blitzø and he always dress up together for events like these, wether it be date nights or a Goetian party that are hosted by Vassago or Ophelia, they would act like models in a fashion runway show.

Shaking his head, he has to focus, he needs all eyes peeled open for any suspicious activities and more clues in the party. He cannot fuck up a chance to investigate. As Stolas added his perfume he received a text from Angel Dust and Alastor that they will be there in his manor in a few moments. After applying the finishing touches, he went out his room and encountered Tilla when he was about to reach for the door.

The female imp has decided that if she is going to stay here, she would help the other imps in the palace with the different chores they do. Tilla insisted to do so as she finds it hard to not be productive, she prefers to move around and do something than nothing. "Tilla, I would love to thank you for agreeing to look after Via and Loona while I'm gone."

"It is a chance for me to bond with my granddaughters, maybe someday I'll get the chance to bond with my son-in-law..." Tilla spoke.

The prince chuckled, "Yes, someday that is a promise."

"I hope you have a good time in the party, and I do wish you luck in finding more clues to help find my son... I really wish to catch up all the times we have missed together." Tilla said.

The prince nodded at her, he sometimes wished he gets to see his own mother too. It has been a very long while, when he was a kid, he never got to see his mother for a majority of his childhood. Stolas did asked his father what was his mother like and Paimon barely said anything about her, however the Goetic king had some disdain in his voice, something bad might have happen.

Stolas bid Tilla goodbye before exiting the manor to find Angel Dust and Alastor near the steps to his door. The spider is wearing a blue dress with white ribbons and diamond patterns on it, he's also wearing a black ribbon headband, white gloves, and tights. Alastor is wearing a dark purple variant of his usual suit, but his bow tie is replaced with a light purple bow with a swirly design on it and a purple tophat.

"Alice and the Mad Cheshire Hatter Cat are ready to see the Prince of Hearts." Angel Dust grinned.

"Suppose we're taking this theme way to seriously." Alastor spoke as he adjusted his bow.

The theme was based off of a hellish casino with a mix of the classic fairytale, Alice in Wonderland, more leaning towards the Queen of Hearts and her kingdom.

"To double hell what the others say, we obviously understood the assignment!" Angel Dust huffed.

The Overlord and Prince chuckled before the prince created a portal to the venue where the party would be located. The two couple stepped in first then Stolas came through last so he could close the portal. The venue is a large casino and events area, spotlights of pink, blue, green, and purple aligned on the red carpet where hundreds of guests are surrounding the area. The trio navigated their way through the crowd until they reached the entrance where an incubus bouncer is guarding the entrance.

"Invitations?"

Stolas brought out his while Angel Dust and Alastor summoned theirs next. The incubus inspected the letter before he nodded, "You two may go in, the Goetia stay here for a bit."

That confused them for a moment. "What, but he has an invite." Angel Dust stated incredulously.

"I am aware, but he is the special guest and the hosts would want to see him personally." He explained as he brought out his walkie-talkie. "Hey, Del, yeah the prince is here alright, tell the fellas he will be seeing them in a moment."

"Roger that, Casey."

"We will meet you soon, Angel will tell you where we are so we can regroup." Alastor spoke as the prince nodded at him.

The two sinner then proceeded to go inside the casino. For a few moments, an imp servant went out to guide Stolas inside the casino, the place is filled to the brim with lots of machines and tables of the guests gambling away their riches and whatnots, there is a fancy bar nearby and Stolas could see by the lounge Vassago and Ophelia has met up with Alastor and Angel Dust. The imp servant then guided him to the second floor where there are more games and lounges located, and they told him to take the elevator to the penthouse unit. The prince nodded and took the elevator to the penthouse floor, Stolas is immediately greeted by a long hallway and a sinner the moment he entered the penthouse floor.

The demon has glowing royal purple eyes, pale white hair, and dark skin, he is dressed to the nines in a purple tophat and suit. He also wore a dark mask with a yellow jewel in between the eye holes. Stolas can also see that he also have some animalistic characteristics, with the sinner also donning some cat ears, whiskers, and a long tail.

"So... You're the special guest we were expecting." He spoke.

"That's right..."

"Hm, well, you're a lot taller than what they say... Pff, whatever, stupid pampered assholes hijacking our original plans, to the surprise of nobody though..." The sinner muttered the last part.

He turned back and Stolas swore this sinner could possibly be the Cheshire Cat's long lost brother when he saw the sinner's golden smile. "Welcome, please follow me, let's meet the other three."

Without hesitation, the sinner grabbed Stolas by the wrist and proceeded to drag him through the halls. When walking down, the prince notices some portraits on the walls, one caught the prince's attention, it was depicted of the said purple sinner and three more sinners posing in front of the casino. There was a sinner with scaly gray skin, yellow reptilian eyes and claws, his hair was green and he wore what seems to be a dark burgundy cape clasp together by a blue jewel. Another sinner has black and pink hair with a light pink skin and magenta eyes, he has two gold horns jutting out of his hair and what appeared to be wings on his back. Finally, the last sinner has dark blue hair with a light purple skin, he dons a pair of toxic green eyes, a set of fox ears on his head and a twin foxtail.

"Are they your friends?" Stolas asked.

The purple sinner paused for a moment as he looked back at the photo Stolas was mentioning about. "Hm, oh yeah, taken during our first time here in this shithole, no offense to your home by the way."

Stolas hummed in response as they reached at the end of the hall where a large door blocks their path. The sinner opens the door and the prince is immediately greeted by a large room that looks like a luxury condo apartment. It has two floors, one where their living space, bathroom, dinning, and kitchen are located and the top being their bed. On the couch are the three other sinners from the portrait Stolas saw when coming here.

"Alrighty, gamers, got the owl in the bag!" The purple one spoke.

The green one approached, sharp eyes studying the Goetia for a few moments. Later it was the blue and pink one who came over to study him next, as if Stolas was some sort of alien. They stopped staring and the green one grinned, "Welcome! Yes, you are Prince Stolas of the Ars Goetia, right?"

"That would be me." Stolas nodded.

"Pleasure to meet you, I'm Brent, folks call me the King of Skill." Brent shook his hands. "The one you met back at the door is Noah, but we either call him Eevee or Sophist."

"I'm Carnig." The pink one piped up. "But you can call me Vernias, that was an alias my friends call me when I was alive."

"And most importantly, I'm Nick, and what folks call me before is TCNick3." The blue one said.

"Together, we're known as the Party Crashers, or better known as, the Party Overlords." Brent spoke, wrapping the introduction up.

Stolas nodded as he looked at the four, "It's certainly is a pleasure to meet you four,"

"Same with you, you seem pretty nice for a demon." Vernias stated.

"Yeah, like every fuckers here are like absolute assholes the moment we fell in. Then again, this is Hell, so why shouldn't we be surprised by that?" Nick said.

"Anyways, we're so happy to invite you dude... Not really." Sophist said, but he coughed out the last part though. Stolas wandered about what the purple Overlord meant has something to do with how he first met him. He went back to what Ophelia said last time, the Ars Goetia Council were involved in this party as well, could they have hijacked their original plan?

"I-I do not mean to pry but, was I not supposed to be an important guest and was originally going to be invited normally?" Stolas asked.

Brent was the first to speak when the others couldn't. "Well... Yes, you see, when we arrived here, we basically rise to the top due to our influence, and that influence got the attention of the Ars Goetias, those guys came in and they said they wanted to help 'spread the word' of the new arrival of these Overlords, but as you can see... It ain't about us." He explained. 

"The reason why you were involved in this party was because of your duty of the Full Moon, I think they want you to flaunt your powers, I think..." Vernias mused.

"I mean sure, getting attention is nice and all, but having a bunch of toxic mouth breathers attempting to steal the spotlight from a party that WE specifically planned and were SUPPOSEDLY going to be introduced in? That just crossed the line here, hell, I know when to be toxic and when not to be toxic." Nick replied.

"I think they just wanted to rub it in our face that they want us to stay in our placement, for fuck's sake, no need to send a fucking example, we know the damn rules, we know our place." Sophist grumbled.

Once again, bitterness filled Stolas once more on how very arrogant and snobbish his family is. Always finding ways to flaunt and flex their riches and powers on the lower classes' face, but hijacking a party that isn't about them is flat out cruel. "I'm quite sorry for what they put you four into..."

"Yeah, sure..." Nick grumbled.

"Though, we do have our studies on you, you're usually quite avoidant of parties, the fact that you came here means something more." Brent stated.

The sharp eyes are piercing his very soul, Stolas wonders what the reptilian is thinking but he is quite good in hiding his intentions. "By the way, there was supposed to be another guy with you, um... Blitzø, right?" Sophist said.

"Yeah, isn't he supposed to be with you?" Vernias asked.

"Uh... Well, but something happened..."

He then told his intentions on why he would come to the party in the first place, Stolas doesn't really have a choice to spill the tea, but they got him cornered, his controversial reputation must've been somewhat a popular story and topic in Hell. The first ever Goetia that defied their tradition and marries an imp- that's an achievement Stolas is quite proud of, he barely cared about the consequences.

"Hm, I see... And you think that the one Goetia that kidnapped him is here?" Brent asked.

"Quite frankly, yes... I really believe I can find a clue here." Stolas spoke.

"Maybe we can help, this is our party and we can help with our connections." Vernias replied.

"Y-You would help?"

"I mean, sure, not like we have anything productive we can even do other than managing our casino and game station so yeah... We can lend you a hand, prince." Nick stated.

"Thank you,"

The prince bowed to them greatly as the other four smiled. "Well, now, how about we go down and head towards the bar, you can start sleuthing for clues considering you went with some friends."

Stolas nodded as the five of them exits the penthouse and went towards the elevator. They waited patiently for it to arrived, "Do explain why you're in Hell, you four seem like nice people."

"Uh... It's kinda complicated..." Vernias muttered.

"We're toxic people." Nick stated bluntly.

"Yeah, and it killed the life out of us." Sophist grumbled. 

"Ah, let's just say we stoke at each other's nerves a lot until we went very far on the usual level of toxicity to the point bad things happened... The harsh jabbing reached a personal level to the point we decided to off ourselves and that's how we ended up here." Brent explained.

"Oh... I see, usually I thought you all would be at each other's throat when you four met again here."

"Yeah, but we have a some sort of oath we follow on when it comes to us, no amount of toxicity can come between us. Power of friendship and all that mushy stuff." Vernias rambled.

How sweet really. Even despite the hardships they faced together, their personal issues and being at each other's throats at times, they all remained one, resolving their problem and sticking together until the end. They looked back at the elevator, it seemed to stop, Sophist tapped the down button again and it appeared to be stuck on the 20th floor.

"Well, shit, looks like we gotta take the stairs, boys!" He announced.

Beside the elevator is a door with an emergency exit sign on top of it. "And I can't believe this is how we will be introduced..." Nick muttered.

When going down the stairs, Stolas became suspicious about the whole ordeal, why would the elevator stop? It was fine moments ago and he doubt that it was all maintenance issue, it's also stuck on the twentieth floor, he wonders what's over there. "If I may ask, what's on the twentieth floor?"

"Hm? Oh, another segment of private lounge for guests who wants to indulge in their lust and shit, y'know, typical rated R stuff." Sophist spoke.

Stolas decided to investigate the vicinity when he rushed down the stairs. It was such a long way, he and the other four Overlords are at the 50th floor, their penthouse floor, the 20th is thirty floors down, which explains why he was exhausted the moment he reached the floor he was intended to be. The four other Overlords will come to him later when they address their guests, the prince meanwhile is left to explore the floor on his own.

He first went towards the elevator, he looked at the floor, the moment he went near the elevator he immediately heard noises coming from inside, then suddenly the doors were forced open by a crowbar. Startled, he stumbled back as the one responsible stepped out of the elevator. Barbie huffed and dropped the crowbar on the floor wearing a sparkly red dress and black fishnet gloves.

"Fuck! Those assholes who sabotage that shit!" She muttered.

"Barbie?"

The female imp turned to Stolas, "Oh, hey! Finally, a fucking familiar face, like I was stuck in the elevator for like half an hour now until I found this crowbar in the shaft."

"What happened?" Stolas asked.

"I snuck in when I was given this... This came in my flats and I was told to come here."

Barbie handed Stolas a piece of paper and he took it up so he could read it. Once again he recognized the handwriting, it's the same handwriting from the note Stolas found in Blitzø's dressing room. This time the words written on it states 'Dapat Kang Pumunta Rito.' and it shows the room number '209' and the address of the Overlords' casino. Bringing out his his phone, he translated the text and it means 'You need to go here'. This must direct Barbie to go to Room 209, maybe this must relate to Blitzø's disappearance.

"So what now?" Barbie asked after what seemed like the silence felt a bit uncomfortable.

Stolas took her hand and immediately walked down the hall to room 209 where the anonymous figure is probably waiting. It wasn't necessarily a long walk, the moment they reached the room, Barbie knocked on the door. She heard shuffling from inside and the door slightly open with a singular eye poking out from the darkness. Stolas can tell that the eye was of a Goetia, but he has to hold his tongue, he can't just assume that Blitzø was kidnapped by this one. Yet, there was something off about this whole ordeal.

"A-Are you... Barbie Wire?" They asked.

"Yeah, and ya asked me to be here." Barbie stated.

The eye then turn to Stolas' direction and it widen. "Y-Your Highness...! I-... What a surprise..."

"I mean no harm, I was only accompanying my sister in law." Stolas spoke calmly. "If you have anything to say to Barbie, you can also say it to me as well, this obviously concerns a certain someone."

They were silent at first, then they closed the door, the two heard jinglings of locks before the door open once more so they could enter. Upon entering, the Goetia revealed themselves, it is a Maya Bird, fancied in a salacot and- to what is horrifying in Stolas' opinion- an eye patch on they're left eye. Barbie sat on one of the lounges sofa with Stolas as the brown avian pour them a drink from the bottle of champagne in the room- complimentary for the guests to enjoy while they indulge with whatever business they have in the room.

"Pasensya na... I-I didn't mean to play a big role in this..." They spoke. "I was just told to do it, they threatened me that papatayin nila ang aking mga bata at asawa kung hindi ko ginawa ang sabihin nila."

Stolas was able to translate what the Maya Bird spoke from his phone, it appears that whoever they're working for, forced them to do the job and if they didn't follow, they would kill their partner and children. "I had to make sure I wasn't being followed or anything, I wanted to come clean, I don't want to keep this secret..."

"Hey, hey, hey, dude relax, we ain't going to kill you or anything. In fact, we're gonna help you keep your family safe." Barbie spoke up. "Sounds to us that you're working for an asshole."

"Y-Yes... putang ina... They are. I really am sorry that I helped on this mess, I don't want them to hurt my family." They spoke.

"So, what did they asked you to do?" Barbie asked.

The bird sighed as they winced, "I-I was desperate, my family is struggling because I was stripped off of my powers after the Goetias found out that I chose to marry my partner, which is an imp, instead of the one who was supposed to marry me, and for my children, who are hybrids- disgraces to our kind. My family and I are typically quiet and are kept hidden and lives in a somewhat peaceful life, until I was threatened to stage a kidnapping." They shuddered at the horrible memory, "I was told to go to the ceremony to lure your imp out of his room by lying to him that I have information about his mother. When I lured him into the forest, I didn't want to do this whole thing anymore, while he was looking around I was about to stop him and come clean only for these weird demons to come in and take him before my eyes! Of course I hid and I attempted to follow them but it's too late, they sped off to who knows where."

The Maya Bird sighed tiredly as he rubbed his brown feathered hair. Barbie and Stolas looked at each other for a few moments before turning back to the bird who has calmed down a bit. "So you're just a tool... you're not the one who kidnapped Blitzø?"

"No. I only lured him out, I felt guilty for doing so and ruining his ceremony."

The prince placed a hand on his chin as he hummed to himself. If this Goetia was only a minor tool for the mysterious captor, who could it be? It's anonymous, so obviously, it can be anyone. He frustratingly sighed cause he's back to square one. At least he knows what to do now, something tells him that the threat is much bigger than he thought.

"Guys, did you smell something?" Barbie asked as she sniffed the air.

Smoke.

Oh shit!

Immediately, the trio raced outside and dashed towards the fire exit. Once they reached the main floor, it was set ablaze as smoke began to cloud the area. Guests are panicking as they scramble for the exit while the Four Hosts guides and help the others out. Barbie and the other Goetia made their way out and reunited with Angel Dust who is helping the staffs to exit the area.

"What happened?!" Barbie exclaimed.

"I don't know!" Angel Dust explained as he helped an imp waitress up as she skedaddled to the exit with her fellow employers. "Everything was fine one moment, then someone caused the fire! Alastor and Vassago are helping those stuck in the upper floor."

Stolas went to the others to help them escape alongside the Maya Bird, Barbie went to the bar and helped the tender out by avoiding the fallen shard glass on the floor. Everyone evacuated the burning building, but Barbie heard something after she and Stolas were about to exit. A woman's screeched in distress, Stolas immediately knew who that belonged to and Barbie, without hesitation rush towards the source while the prince went to the others.

Everything was falling and covered in green flames and smoke, a big trauma she shared with everyone in the circus as she attempted to find the demon who was stuck here. Barbie tried hard not to think about it, she may have came out unscathed, but there were others whom she is close to gone by the same colored fire that destroyed her home. Fizzarolli and Blitzø are the one who carried the biggest trauma, even though Fizz lost his limbs and horns and was scared for life, Blitzø had it worst than them considering he carried around so much guilt and self-hatred for years, it doesn't help with his mental state back then.

Barbie immediately found the demon, a white peahen demoness, she's stuck underneath a fallen and broken chandelier, she's weakly attempting to get out, but she couldn't as she coughed out the smoke. Immediately, the imp went towards her and used her strength to lift the chandelier up just a bit so the Goetia can crawl out. She watched as the peahen crawl out slowly until she's a good inch away from it. Barbie quickly carried her bridal style when it became apparent that she fell limp from the pain and the suffocation of breathing a lot of smoke.

When Barbie immediately went out, she could see that everyone is out already, ambulances, fire trucks, and police cars came in as they rush to treat the injured guests and extinguished the fire. Barbie met Stolas who reunited with Angel Dust, Alastor, and Vassago, the four of them are talking to Athalia who came to the scene of the crime.

Stolas saw Barbie and immediately went towards her. "Are you okay?!" 

"I'm fine... But..." Barbie looked at the female Goetia in hand, she's harshly coughing from the smoke that filled her lungs.

"Stella...?" He really couldn't believe it with his own eyes at what he's seeing. For the longest time, Stolas has always seen her as a raging bitch, tormenting him in every possible way she can, seeing her like this- weak, vulnerable, and injured, he can't help but pity her in such state.

"Stella!"

A blue peacock came over to the peahen alongside a few medical staffs who brought a stretcher and first aid. They instructed the imp to placed her on the gurney as they asked what happened. "Her legs were crushed by the chandelier, she also breath in a lot of smoke when I found her."

Vassago came over to the blue peacock as he offered him comfort by hugging his side, as he reciprocated the affection as they watched them take the peahen to the ambulance along with the other injured ones. Alastor came towards Stolas after he watched both Vassago and Andrealphus for a few moments. "My royal friend, Ms. Athalia would want to speak with you."

The private investigator in question is right over there watching the casino get extinguished while the Party Overlords talk to the authorities about the whole event. The prince walked towards her and she greeted him with a simple nod, "I can promise you protection for the Maya Bird since I talked to them earlier and they came clean to me and told me they were threatened."

"I-"

Athalia held her hand up, she wasn't finished speaking as Stolas pressed his beak quiet. "So... We are now dealing with a mysterious organization, with this fire being the cause to prevent you from finding Blitzø, this makes me wonder on what sort of grudge this group has on your people..."

A lot really has a grudge on the Ars Goetias, could this be their little revenge cult? It seems like it, but he can never know for sure, time will tell soon, and he will get his answers and fiancé back.

"Regardless, this is going to be a huge paperwork to file this case in." Athalia sighed.

Chapter Text

Tilla was settling down the tray of tea she has made for her stressed out son-in-law who was in his office trying to look over the evidence Athalia had gathered after the casino was extinguished. A lot of demons were hurt during the night, a few employees died and a lot were hurt. That included Stella as she had it worse cause of the state she was put in.

Octavia has been visiting her, she may have done a lot of things that the owlet didn't agree with, she is still her mother though, no one can take that title away from her. Even Blitzø- a much better parental figure to her- made it clear that no one can replace Stella as Via's mother. Loona was also accompanying Octavia for moral support and so far whenever she is there, Stella said nothing, Octavia hasn't seen her mom that miserable before, to the point she barely said anything.

"You should rest, my dear, it's good to have a clear mind before going back with the investigation." Tilla spoke gently as she began to pour tea on a cup for her and Stolas.

Looking at his mother-in-law, Stolas had to wonder about one of the main issue that is probably the driving force of Blitzø's kidnapping. The Power level and imbalance of the lower class and higher class. A main issue that Stolas himself neglected to understand before his relationship with Blitzø. It was a long challenging road, that's all he remembered, a lot of fights, therapy, and getting over an addiction that he is ashamed about (and Blitzø progressively healing from his mental issue).

"That look you are having right now, you must be thinking about the past." Tilla inquired.

"...Your son was quite different three years back... How I treated him before and now was so much different in contrast to what we do right now." Stolas explained.

Tilla seemed to understand what he meant, "The Class Differences of Imps and Goetias are quite difficult to bare due to how the higher ups treat the lowers. I think you were confuse about the whole ordeal when faced with it."

Stolas wasn't necessarily into politics, hence he would be ignorant and dismissive about the whole power imbalance ordeal. Blitzø, however, is very aware of it and is scared about the whole thing to the point he has doubts about their transactional deal. This was addressed eventually when things got to a much worse turn for the imp, Stolas can carelessly drink away his problems for all his care, but Blitzø acts like the world would end if he doesn't kill himself fast enough.

"Loona has told me of your deal and affair with my son... I know that look, my dear. You cannot hide that from me." Tilla said, soft yet stern.

There were so many regrets after the Full Moon and the 'Blitzo Sucks' party. Loona was angry with him, which is understandable, but seeing Blitzø being suicidal and neglectful of her, Millie, and Moxxie was all he needs to put a foot down and try to reconcile things with the imp before anything else happens. Many times he has caught Blitzø from cutting himself and drowning his sorrows in alcohol really made him feel guilty that he pushed Blitzø to that level of suicidal- even worse with the medications the imp has to take from the Anti-Anxiety pills, Sleeping Pills, Happy Pills, and more in a daily basis.

Tilla doesn't seem so angry, but there is a hint of bitterness in her eyes, she really is Blitzø's mother with her eyes and smile, they can be read like an open book through said eyes. "I'm sorry for that..." Blitzø being suicidal was the last thing Stolas has ever wanted from him, and he almost pushed him to such a stage. 

"You were lonely, I would understand, your anger is valid, but I know that you deeply regretted it for going too far, that's all I need to know."

Stolas should've been spite by a mother's wrath at this point for driving her son mad, but Tilla was so merciful towards him, he would be forever thankful for having a mother-in-law like Tilla. "Did you know, there was an affair with an imp and a Goetia before you?"

The prince immediately went to think about Ophelia, the tabloids centered on Stolas more than it centered on her since she kept her marriage with her TRUE husband a secret, it only came out that she married Duke Saleos to avoid backlashes from the Goetia Family. She never made any announcement despite claiming how much pride she has for Cecilia and Clementine. Saleos, her legal husband, didn't exactly harvest sort of hatred for this, he remained her friend and treats Cecilia as his own daughter despite her not having his blood after Clementine passed away. At one point, he thought about the Maya Bird, they also spoke that they too, suffered from the Goetia Family as they threatened them that they'll hurt their family- consisting of their imp partner and children- if they refuse to take part of Blitzø's kidnapping. They presumably took one of their eye- what's more if their family is involved?

"My friend before was the one who had an affair with her, the lady of the house of my former master..." Tilla spoke.

"The Mistress is so kind, don't you think, Tilla?"

Neia was this energetic and hardworking maid that works for the family since her parents sold her off to pay their debt. As cruel as it seems, she was being treated better here by others despite what everyone says. Lady Aqua is the wife of their master, she is much more kind and soft towards her staff unlike her husband. 

"She does treats us quite differently than Master..."

No ever spoke about their Master's name, no one knows who he is, not even the Goetia's personal butler knew of it. They only know Lady Aqua due to her reputation in the house. Often visiting the staff's break room to check up on them and even sometimes help them with their chores. Tilla liked Aqua as her master more than that bastard, Neia and the others too, though something about Neia told her that she was thinking about her in another way, something way more than just looking up to them like an idol.

"I gotta go see Lady Aqua to give her some tea and her daily magazine, you can ask Iñigo for assistance if things gets to much for you."

"Thank you, Neia."

And with that, the young imp left to see the mistress. Tilla knew about such pattern with Neia ever since she was forced to do service here. The only good side of this was the staff, much like her, treated with disrespect by their master, but treated with genuine kindness by Aqua. Tilla can see Neia having those eyes whenever Lady Aqua was nearby and to greet everyone, it's as if they have a thing going. Tilla felt her gut saying that it's true, but she refused.

Well, she doubted it for a long time until she stumble upon their rendezvous in Aqua's secret hellish koi garden. Neia was frantic when Tilla saw her, wanting her to keep it a secret so that she and Aqua can't be punished.

"Why do you love her, Neia?" Tilla asked.

"...She was my first ever friend when I came here... Lady Aqua is more than just my lady, she is my friend, someone that actually cares for me when no one can."

Neia has it rough, Tilla remembered what the poor imp has gone through, neglect and abuse, and Lady Aqua has provided it when no one couldn't.

It's a shame really the relationship had to end.

Tilla was horrified at what happened, which was the main reason why she escaped the wrath of her master.

Neia and Aqua's relationship was discovered. Master wasn't please by this whole ordeal- he was furious. Tilla remembered the vivid details of torture Master has done to both Aqua and Neia separately, he would beat Aqua and forcefully rape her at night, he would overwork Neia daily and nightly, no breaks or food to be given to her until she grew significantly weak. Everyone couldn't do anything, they all were silence as they watched in horror to what happened to the cheerful maid, though it didn't last long as Neia disappeared, and so did Aqua, banished from the manor, stripped of her powers and riches. It was enough for Tilla to leave when their Master couldn't find anyone to take his cruelty and anger out on them.

She hated it. She would never come back to that place again.

"No one knows who he is?" Stolas asked.

Tilla shook her head as she took a sip from the year she poured, "No one does, not even me... Yet his face is burning with malice in my mind every time I think of it."

Stolas looked down. Poor Aqua and Neia, he may not know what happened to them or what happened afterwards, but he knows that no one should suffer at the hands of cruelty like that, they may be in hell, but there are standards to follow here hence why there are law enforcement and authorities. Once again, down the list of victims- victims that suffered from the cruelty and arrogance of the Goetia Family, he didn't even know that even someone of the same blood has suffered from their hands first, then the likes of him and Ophelia, maybe even before that.

The Goetia may have tons of skeletons stuffed in the closets and they're addressing it one by one with Vassago's help, but there are a lot who wouldn't change their arrogant and pompous prick ways. Andrealphus was the start after he attacked Stolas and Blitzø, then a few others followed suit because of the influence the icy peacock had. But that's just it, they only maintain respect when Blitzø is around, with him out of the picture, every Goetia went back to their old arrogant habbit.

Stolas sighed as he took a sip of his tea before looking down at the evidence he has on his table. Athalia had made it her choice to let Stolas in with the investigation and so gave whatever clues she has gathered to him so he could discuss it with her. He wondered about Athalia's partner, Jezebel, did she also suffered at the hands of their family as well?

"Maybe your right... I really need to be in a much more relaxing environment." Stolas stated as he stood up.

A warm smile crept across the imp woman's face, "I'm glad you would consider it, you've been tense nonstop, my dear."

After Tilla exits the office, Stolas brought out his phone to dial up a number he wished to come in contact with. A few rings later and he got someone speaking, "Hello, you reached the line of the Kingdom of Skill, may I help you?"

"Brent?"

"Stolas? Is that you, dude? What a surprise!" Brent spoke up.

"Yes, it's nice to hear you too, Brent, how are you and the others with the reconstruction?"

From Brent's end of the line, the green Overlord is watching the numerous workers replacing the charred machines and repainting the burnt walls with a new fresh coat of paint. Sophist is talking with the workers, Vernias went to pay a visit to the hospital to check on the employees, and Nick is handling their budgets in their penthouse.

"Things are doing great on our end, do you need anything?" Brent asked.

"Oh, N-No, I didn't mean intrude but I just wanted to have a normal chat with anyone really, I've been quite stressful for the entire week now, I could use a break." Stolas explained.

Brent smiled, "Well, I'm glad you called in such a right time, there's something I have to show you, can we meet somewhere?"

"Oh? What is it about?"

"Vern was able to retrieve some hidden documents from a hidden camera from one our burnt floor security camera, I don't know how he did it, but we were hoping we would give it to you since it would help you a lot with your investigation."

Stolas smiled at that given information, maybe having a break was the right answer after all. So far the evidence that Athalia had gathered is a burnt fabric that got stuck on a nearby hidden passage she found when she was scoping the area in the early morning, a hair pin that was dropped by the one who set the casino ablaze, and finally an almost empty cigarette box and lighter found near the exit of the secret passageway.

"I can just portal you here." Stolas answered.

"Oh, sweet! I'm ready whenever you are."

When Brent ended the call, he immediately casted a portal to open, from the other side stood Brent, beside him is Sophist, who is holding a small box in his hands. The two stepped in and admired their surroundings, Sophist whistling with admiration at the astronomical decor around them.

"Nice place ya got here, dude." Sophist spoke as Stolas let out a chuckle. "Thank you."

"The hardrive is right inside this box, Vern wanted to keep it safe and away from a lot of prying hands but yours." Brent said as he reached his scaly hands on the lid and brought out a USB hardrive and gave it to Stolas. He then reached for his cape and brought out a laptop.

"Let's go see what is there in the hidden cameras." Sophist started as he flips the laptop open and boots it up. Inserting the drive and after searching through the different files and footages until they found the right one.

They clicked on the video and watched the whole feed through. It was there at the party right near the edge of the said 'secret exit/passageway' stood a masked and hooded figure, quite tall and the only thing they held is a cup of champagne. After setting their glass on a passing waiter, they walked upstairs to the second floor and sat next to a familiar face.

Stella was there, she barely acknowledge the stranger sitting beside her, she was busy holding a cigarette and watching others from afar. It wasn't long for the stranger to slink through and steal a feather pin from her hair and her cigarette box that she left on the table. The stranger then left her side and went somewhere. The next video footage played and it was located on the third floor where they could see the figure planting a makeshift bomb out of a sticky substance, alcohol, and Stella's feather pin. They immediately straighten up when the Maya Bird passed by and they look warily from side to side before they enter the elevator.

After the Maya Bird went up to the twentieth floor the stranger appeared to follow them and watched the bird enter their designated room, presumably to wait for Barbie. Speaking of which, the elevator is about to open up, in a speedy attempt, the stranger broke the elevator system causing the doors to jam. They then rushed down the stairs once more and head towards the first floor. They also placed another makeshift bomb underneath one of the craps table before walking back to the corner where the secret passageway is located.

The stranger took a glass once more and when no one is looking, opened the hidden entrance slightly before quickly disappearing into it, though it caught their cloak and rip a piece of fabric from their cloak on the door. Minutes tick by and at the strike of 11, the whole place was set ablaze after the bomb exploded, the fire quickly spread, especially from the above as the hidden bombs from the top spread the fire even quicker and grow bigger and harsh.

Sophist and Brent looked at Stolas, owl is seething and at the same time in a state of shock. "Can you get a closer look of who that was?"

Brent decided to replay the video once more and zoomed in and enhance the video footage of the stranger. Not much is seen from them, their face is hidden behind a dark mask and hood from their fancy cloak. Though there is a bit of shine that can be seen with the trio's keen and sharp eyes. The shine of a neck piece- golden and if looked closely in resembles a sigil- an Ars Goetia sigil.

"That's one of the Goetia's sigil." Stolas spoke.

"Yeah? Who owns it?" Brent asked as he turned to the prince who was in deep thoughts.

"I-I need to call someone..."

Sophist closed the laptop and handed the hardrive to Stolas as he smiled thankfully at them. "Thank you, thank you so much for helping me, oh, I wish there is a way to repay you right now."

"No need to, dude. We're just glad to help a friend, though... You can 'repay' us by hanging out with us, we were gonna invite ya to this awesome spa Nick booked for us in Pentagram City, you and Blitzø can come if you want when you find him and when this shit's over." Brent offered.

"That sounds lovely, thank you for the offer." Stolas smiled.

"Think you guys needed it after this whole missing imp shit blows over, you got our numbers right? Call us when you find him, 'kay?" Sophist gestured his hands to mimick a telephone and wiggle them near his ears.

The prince nodded as he opened a portal for Sophist and Brent as they bid him goodbye for now. Once he closed the portal he immediately brought out his phone and dialed Vassago's number, while ringing, he drew out the sigil he saw, he knows it belongs to an Ars Goetia, but he doesn't remember who. Vassago answered after two more rings, "Stolas? How are you doing?"

"I may have a big clue that the Party Crashers gave me. I also found out the reason of what caused the fire at the casino and it all ties back to this one figure."

"Can I have a look?"

Stolas took a picture of the sigil and send it to Vassago, the parrot inspected the sigil for a moment before his crimson eyes widen, it wasn't long for him to call Stolas back. "That... That belongs to Duke Agares."

Duke Agares was one of the most well known and high ranking dukes in the Ars Goetia family next to Saleos and Gusion. Stolas has heard from Gusion that Agares is the most 'stuck-up' and arrogant pompous prick he has ever worked alongside with. Though, they have not heard a word from the duke in a very long while, he has been absent for years to the point that they deemed him missing.

"He caused the fire... Maybe..."

"You're marching to the estate are you? Stolas, wait... Let's not be hasty, what if this is a trap or what if we're just going in circles, Agares hasn't been active for a long while now."

"Which is why I'm bringing you along with me." Stolas spoke firmly as he ended his call with a flabbergasted and stuttering Vassago. He later dialed Athalia's number and she answered him after three rings. "You reached the Athalia's Private Investigation Agency, how may I serve you?"

"Ms. Athalia, I have a big lead on finding Blitzø." Stolas spoke.

From Athalia's end, she immediately straighten up, Jezebel who was helping her with paperwork stopped whatever she was doing and perked up when she saw Athalia straighten up from her chair. "...This also has connection to the fire outbreak in the casino."

"So let me get this straight, you're saying that some inactive Goetia is the cause of the fire and is probably the one that captured your fiancé?" Athalia asked as she wrote it down on a pad.

"Yes. That is correct." Stolas answered.

Jezebel stood up from her place and went towards a whiteboard. It shows the different strings and possibilities of a controversy and mystery revolving around some missing demons. Each strings are in a web and it ties back to a giant circle with a question mark on it. She took a sticky note and wrote there 'Agares', but she adds a question mark just to be sure.

"No way Agares would have done that, would he? Sure, he's arrogant and has a bigger ego than his brain, but I don't get it. Why would he also burn a casino down...?" Jezebel pondered.

Athalia shrugged, "I have not seen him from any news or tabloids for a long while, but the evidence is quite strong in this, I think we should pay him a little visit."

Jezebel activated her Asmodean Crystal and opened a portal to Stolas' manor where said prince there with the evidence in hand, at the same time Vassago came in through his own portal. "So where's this location?" Athalia asked.

"It's here in Pride, fortunately it is abandoned for years and no one has ever stepped foot into that property for a long while." Vassago explained as he closed his portal and opened a new one to the location they desired.

When the four stepped in they took a brief moment to be familiar with the surroundings. Agares Goetia's manor is grand and large, though it's dark and intimidating like a gothic style mansion from the old Victorian era. It was made even more creepy due to the current state of the manor- long old vines wrapped around every pillars and railings, some broken windows with cracks on them, dusts- a whole thick blanket of it covered in some areas along with some mosses, and the terrible state of disrepair as they could see some cracks on some walls that were covered by nature.

"We're gonna need some damn backups..." Jezebel muttered.

"I'm way ahead of you." Stolas answered as he opened a portal to IMP's office. Millie and Moxxie were there, they had to hold the fort down ever since Blitzø has disappeared, sometimes Octavia would help out from time to time with their accounting, she would also man the front desk with Loona.

"Oh! You're high- I mean- Stolas, is there something troubling ya?" Millie asked.

"Can you help us with something?"

Moxxie came over peered out of the portal to see the other three with him and the place they are currently standing on. "What the- wait, is this about the investigation?" Moxxie asked as they all nodded. Immediately the imp couple went into the portal after Moxxie flipped the 'we are close' sign on the door. The portal close the moment Millie stepped foot on the rough ground. The two familiarize themselves for a few moments before turning to the others.

"This place is fucking creepy..." Moxxie commented. "How long has this place been abandoned by the owner?"

"No one really knows what happened to Agares, he just left and never to be seen again by the Goetia Council for 20 years now." Vassago explained.

It's clear that none of them would want to take a step onto the stairs ascending to the main entrance door. Everyone just stood there looking up at the pitiful building, as if they immediately regret coming here. Athalia and Jezebel took their chances and went up with the other four following them. When the female imp opened the door with a creak, they were met with a much more worse view than the outside.

There was more layers of dust in the house, extra thick and dirty, some cobwebs are seen on each corner of every walls alongside some cracks on the walls and floors. There were also damaged furnitures and objects in the manor, most notably the fallen and shattered chandelier in the middle of the main lobby, it's crystal and glass shards scattered everywhere. 

"Alright, wanna split up? Me and Jez will check the right wing, the imp couples can check the left wing, while the birds check this floor. Meet back here if you find anything."

Everyone nodded and went on their separate ways. While on the same floor, it gives them an opportunity to look at all the remaining possession the former duke used to own. Some fragile and beautiful artifacts of vase, pots, statues, and even a proud crystal ornament in the front of them are cracked, broken, and covered in tons of two decades old of dusts.

There is a painting of the master of the house, a noble and strong looking hawk standing tall and bold while his pet hell crocodile leers at them, Stolas is somehow reminded of Brent, yet the reptilian Overlord has a much softer contrast than that.

"He looks very intimidating..." Vassago commented.

"I prefer Brent over that crocodile any time." Stolas spoke, feeling his feathers puffing up from the intimidation the picture of the hawk and pet crocodile gave.

They wandered deeper until they came across a large and grand wooden door. When they open the door, the room is dark and they couldn't see anything until Stolas and Vassago's hands started glowing in red or blue, there eyes widen at what they saw. This room goes deep down and surrounding it are a bunch of torture weapons from Brazen Bull to the Breaking Wheel, it's loaded with them. They saw a faint light coming from below, and when the two of them followed it, they descended deeper into the mansion and it leads to another door. The light was much brighter.

Someone must be there.

Stolas reaches for the handle and gulped as he gently opens it.

It revealed to be a dungeon. Inside one of the cell is the source of where the light is coming from. The two rushed towards the source and gasped.

. . .

. . .

. . .

. . .

. . .

Blitzø is hanged by chains on his wrist, mouth was gagged and covered in a lot of injuries. His royal coronation clothing were torn and covered in his blood. When he saw Stolas and Vassago, his weak eyes widen.

"Blitzø!" Stolas immediately rushed in so he could break the chains that held Blitzø captive. Vassago rushed back up, presumably to get everyone.

"Oh, Blitzø..." The prince removed the cloth gagged from Blitzø's mouth and the imp gasped and breathe heavily.

"S-...S... Stolas..."

"My Darling Rebel, I was so worried...!" When Stolas attempted to break the chains with his own strength, he yelped back at how the chains burned him.

Blessed Chains.

"Shit-! It's okay, darling, Vassago will get help, you're safe for now... We'll get you out of here."

Blitzø looked at the owl weakly as the prince gently placed a kiss on the imp's forehead. The last thing he saw before he finally let his exhaustion take over him is the prince's beautiful eyes widening as he closes his eyes, he could rest for now.

Chapter Text

Barbie has been there what seems like forever, she was told to come along to explain what has happened to Stella. However, she didn't leave even though she was given the green light to go. When Stella woke up, she barely said anything and all she did was stare, the doctor's explained to her that her legs were badly damage that she has to be bound to a wheelchair until she can walk again.

Of course, the only thing that gave them the acknowledgement that she understood her condition was a simple nod. Barbie still stayed there keeping Stella some company, the hospital gives bad memories to her, that time when Fizz was being treated after the fire, the time she was admitted to rehab, and Blitzø for both due to the fire and his deteriorated mental health, they were all traumatizing to her. Maybe that's why she couldn't leave Stella.

All the times in the hospital, she left a lot of people due to the pains that has happened. Numbing them with drugs and alcohol didn't help her as she overdose and it caused her to be in rehab in the first place. When her brother was sent to rehab for his mental health to drop into a suicidal degree, she wanted to say that he deserves it, but seeing the news about how he literally tried to jump off the clocktower and how severe his mental state was than hers made her realized that she too, played a part of this. Before she discovered that her mother was still alive, Blitzø was the only one she has left of their mom. He was always like her to begin with, attempting to protect and care for her when they were little, and she would do the same to him.

She wouldn't want anyone to relive it. Even a bitch like Stella, she has heard of her from Stolas and Blitzø, but she's not screaming, she's not complaining, she's not even throwing a tantrum. Barbie wonders that it might have been the trauma of almost dying- she couldn't blame her, Stella must've been shock or too stressed out.

When Octavia and Loona visits, Barbie was half expecting for Stella to lash out at Loona, after all, one plebian that was near her was enough, she doesn't need two. But much like before, nothing. The only time she reacted is when Octavia held her uninjured hand where she gave a light squeeze on the owl princess's own. When both Hellhound and Goetia leave to go get something to eat again, Barbie has decided to break the ice with Stella, maybe it can get her to talk.

"So...This ain't your first time here, right?" Barbie asked. "I mean... I'm sure you visited this place before."

Stella turned her eyes on her and continued to stare at her. There was silence in the air, that doesn't mean Barbie should stop and she continued anyways, trying to get something from the peahen. "Look, I know... this sucks like, being here sucks in general, but... you don't have to worry, they fixed you up, and they did a pretty good job at your legs, you'll be outta here in no time."

The princess glanced at her bandaged legs that were wrapped neatly in a cast before she turned her attention to Barbie. "Hey, you can't just leave me hanging, say something, princess."

That seemed to work because finally, Stella said something, "Don't... Don't call me that..."

Barbie blinked at her, "Oh? Okay, then... What do you want me to call you?"

"...Just... Stella, it would be fine." She spoke quietly.

Where is the raging attitude she had? On the bed before Barbie is more like a husk of her former self, clearly, something happened to her, and it's not just the chandelier that crushed her that made her so silent.

"What is your name, imp?" She asked.

"Name's Barbie Wire, but call me Barb or Barbie."

Stella was silent once again until what seemed like an hour to Barbie, she spoke once more, "Why did you save me?"

"Hey, I just can't leave you hanging there, hun, it's already bad enough that you got crushed, I ain't leaving you to burn."

Barbie wouldn't leave in general. She wasn't even there to help Blitzø save their mother. She was too busy being weak and let her father spill more lies on her. 

"Was it worth it then?" Stella asked.

"I mean, yeah, your kid was straight up scared when she saw ya, hell, even your ex-husband became so fucking frightened at what happened to ya." Barbie explained.

"...Tch, why would he though...? I'm not worth the save, I'd rather be burned to ash for all I care..."

"Hey, don't say that shit-" Barbie was cut off when Stella started speaking again.

"It's true anyways, what good am I for? I tried my damn near best to make sure our family is damn well respected by those bloody insecure bullying snob, and for what?! Nothing! I have no goddamn power or even a say on the matter because they are a bunch of controlling freaks who doesn't even know how to raise a bloody child!"

Barbie wonders if she was talking about the Goetia Family, from Stolas' point of view, they were indeed, bullying rich snobs who would find a way to flaunt their powers and step on the people who were lower than them. From Stella's own point of view, it is the same description Stolas also has of them, but the difference is through Stella's own perspective, a mere lady with no title to begin with, no independence or rights from the beginning.

"What I wanted didn't even matter to them, I tried my damn best to follow in their footsteps but it was never enough! I didn't even wanted the damn marriage to begin with, they even blamed me for not stopping Stolas from pursuing that imp!"

At that point, the princess is crying, her own mascara is flowing down her face from the tearful rant about the expectations she has to upheld for the family. Barbie sat there in silence, she didn't think Stella has it hard as Stolas.

"I never wanted any of this... But I really didn't have a choice... When Stolas filed the divorce, I don't care about the money I will lose from it, it's... It's my independence. I married him for my independence alone, I never made any choice of my own, even in that shitty marriage I had, they were all choices from them, not me... I want to throw parties that I want to celebrate about, like my birthdays, dear daddy's birthdays, Octavia's own, even Andy's anniversary with Vassago... but I have to follow some certain standards and expectations if I want to do anything with it. None of this is what I want..."

It seems she too has suffered from the family as well. Barbie was hesitant to place a hand on her, but she did anyways and placed it gently on the princess' uninjured shoulder. "Maybe you couldn't before, but maybe you can now..."

Stella looked at Barbie, the imp can tell that the peahen isn't used to showing weakness or sort of vulnerability around people. "Just go for it, do what you want to do, don't give any fucks at them, you're your own demon, hun, besides, your brother is doing his own thing with the parrot, you can pursue on what you want to do, like now. So what do you want?"

"What do I want?" Stella repeated as Barbie nodded. "No one has ever ask me of that before unless it was Andrealphus or daddy..."

"Come on, Stell, ya gotta have something that you really want." Barbie prodded.

Stella looked up at the nickname Barbie called her. "There are lots... I don't know..."

"Pick all of them!" Barbie said.

The princess continued to ponder for a moment until her eyes brighten for a bit. "I do want to create my own line of fashion, I always have a passion for envisioning dresses and styles that I would want to wear for different occasions, I also want to plan different parties that I would want to celebrate about." Stella mused.

"Hey, I also love fashion, plus I really like to plan some event shits out too!" As Barbie spoke these, Stella looked at her, those same brightness that were there still remains. "When I was a kid, I used to love sewing and making dresses, I would also draw some in a drawing pad, that still carried on up to now, even though life has given me a different shit to deal with."

"...I-I used to draw too..."

Barbie looked at Stella, "Privately at least, no one knows about it..."

"Hey, maybe you can show me, then I can show you mine when we get outta here, I'll bring my sketchpad of all the amazing designs I have came up and you can show me yours, 'kay?"

A fond and sweet smile formed on her beak, "Y-Yes, that's sounds lovely..."

Unknown to them, from the door, two pairs of eyes were peeking through, watching the scene from afar.

Loona and Octavia just returned from the hospital's cafeteria to get some food, they didn't expect the scene right in front of them. "Mum has never been that happy, not that kind at least..." Octavia spoke as she closed the door.

She and the Hellhound then arrived at the lobby while still talking. "Like mum's 'friends' are usually sticking to her because of the money and influence she has, she never liked them."

"Damn, and to think she was just a raging bitch, no offense." Loona said.

"It's fine, mum usually keep things to herself, not even I know that she likes to sketch out dresses and wanted to run her own fashion business when she was a kid, she never told me any of that, not even dad now that I think about it."

"Do your family have like some sort of personalized standards that needs to be followed?" Loona asked.

"'Our' family as you and Blitzø are part of the Goetias now, and yes, and I don't like it." She spoke. "You remember how my dad was told that he's engaged to my mom at 11? Well, he has to pull a few strings to avoid that from happening to me, he's doing the same for you when you and Bli- I mean, papa came."

"Jesus fuck, this family is messed up, again, no offense. Seriously, what do you guys gain from it?" Loona asked.

The owlet shrugged at her, "Bragging rights, increase in wealth, more influence, and more bragging rights. Honestly, we're just a bunch of rich snobs, and I hated it." Octavia stated.

"Yes, indeed."

A new voice came in, a Goetia-Imp hybrid with white and black feathers and yellow eyes with blue pupils. "Cecilia, hey, what are you doing here?"

"Nay's just stopping by to visit dad. He got hurt last night and he was sent here."

"Hope Uncle Saleos is fine though."

"Yes, he's fine, thankfully one of the things about being a Goetia is the healing speed, that's the only thing I like about ourselves."

A huff and a snort can be heard from both owlet and hellhound, Cecilia just shrugged at their response, truthfully there's more perks that she likes about her Goetian, connections to important people, money to provide necessities, and the magic they have. But that's all she ever liked about it, she hated the Goetia Family for being assholes to her mother, her late father, and her current father as well, all because of a romance/friendship with an imp.

The doors slammed opened causing her to derail her thoughts, she, Loona, and Octavia had to side stepped away as a flood of doctors and nurses came rushing in with a gurney. Loona and Octavia spotted a familiar spaded tail being whisked away. Following them, Vassago, Stolas, Millie and Moxxie are just right behind, but they stopped near the door when it closed on the owl's face.

"It'll be fine Stolas, you have to let them handle it." Moxxie reassured as he patted the owl's long, trembling legs as a gesture of comfort.

"Mox is right, Blitzø is strong and he'll make it out." Millie added.

The prince sniffed as Vassago gave a reassuring squeeze on his shoulder. The three young adults came in and the parrot immediately took notice. "Girls, how are you three?" He asked.

"Is dad okay?" Octavia asked.

"We were able to locate Blitzø, but... He's in a rough state, we found him deep within Duke Agares' dungeon chambers and found him chained by blessed chains, beaten, tortured, and starved there for nearly a week." Vassago explained.

Octavia held her beak shut with her hands at that revelations. Loona felt devasted as she let out a whimper, her ears drooping in the process. Cecilia had visibly grimace as she held both her arms tightly at what was said. At that moment, Ophelia came out with Saleos with his arm in a cast. The swan's eyes directed to her daughter alongside the others.

"The hell happened here? Did you find Blitzø?" Ophelia asked.

Stolas looked up to both other Goetias, he slowly nodded as he walked towards the chair where he slump down depressingly. Ophelia understood at what happened, she assumed that Blitzø got hurt incredibly to the point that the owl felt like he got stabbed too. Octavia and Loona went to Stolas' side where the Hellhound placed a hand on his shoulder while Octavia held his other. "He'll be okay, dad, you guys got him here safe and sound." Octavia whispered.

"Yeah, Blitzø will recover soon..."

Ophelia glance at Vassago then at her daughter who decided to went by her side. "Can we go home?" Cecilia asked.

"Yeah, sweetie, it's best to wait it out." Saleos spoke up as he opened a portal to his mansion.

"Call me if Blitzø is okay, I wanna know if he's alright." Ophelia said to the parrot in which he nodded as he watched the family of three leave the hospital.

From the main entrance, Athalia came in and the doctors immediately swarmed her with questions- not just them though, but the tv press and news reporters were there as well. "Fuck me! One at a god damn time, you assholes!" She yelled.

"Ms. Athalia, what has happened to Lord Blitzø?"

"Do you have any comments on his current state?"

"Does he have a chance in living after being tortured for almost a week?"

"Share your thoughts if you think that Duke Agares is involved in this, does he have any involvement in your case?"

Barbie came out of another door while pushing a wheelchair with Stella sitting on it. "What the fuck is this?" The female asked as the princess just shrugged. The two made their way towards the group, albeit watching Athalia getting swarmed at.

"So... This has something to do with my brother, right?" Barbie asked.

"Yes, he is found, got tortured, and is now being healed." Vassago answered.

Barbie just stood there, eyes widen, absolute fear and worry visible on her face. She should be relieved that Blitzø is safe, but the fact he got tortured, again, made tears welled up on her.

"O-Okay, should I call mom and F-Fizz? They need to know t-too." Barbie asked.

Loona nodded at her as Barbie took out her phone to text the jester and to ask him to go to the hospital. At the same time, Stolas received a call and when he pocketed out his phone he saw that it was from Angel Dust. He answered it, "Princey! We heard and saw the news, are you okay?!" 

"Yes, I am fine, we found Blitzø..." He answered.

"Thank the stars then, how did you find him?" The sinner asked.

"I was given a lead by The Party Crashers, we found him in Duke Agares' mansion, deep within his dungeons." Stolas explained.

"Damn, well, if Blitzø is awake, me and Al will come and try to visit, the news did say you're all in the Hospital in Pride, it was the quickest and nearest one after all." Angel Dust added.

"Yes, I will inform you and Alastor later." Stolas said.

"Hey, hang in there, you and Blitzø both, me and Al are rooting for ya here. Same with the others."

He could hear from Angel Dust's other end of the phone are full strings of encouragement from Charlie, an amuse chuckle from Vaggie and Alastor, Niffty giggling, and Husk grunting. A small smile appeared around his beak, "Thank you, I'll see you soon, Angel."

He ended the call and let himself relax, the company he has helps with Octavia to his right, Loona on his left, Millie, Moxxie, and Vassago are right in front of him, finally it was Stella and Barbie, the princess is looking at Barbie who is currently talking to Tilla, it ended with her saying goodbye to her before hanging up.

While Athalia is still getting swarmed by the news, it was Jezebel who approached the prince. "Well, as much as I wanted to ask some questions about Blitzø, when this ends, we will come back tomorrow to ask some questions. We just wanted you to know that, okay?"

The prince nodded at her, the bleeding heart then used her magic and shove the crowd away from Athalia, who proceeded to carry the female imp in a bridal style, albeit her complaining to put her down, insisting that she can walk on her own. At the same time, Fizzarolli and Asmodeus came in through a portal that the sin has created. The jester has a bouquet of hell roses and a get well soon card and some coloring pens in his arms.

"We heard, and Fizzy here is frantic to see the Blizzard again." Asmodeus started as he looked at his lover, the bouquet is literally blocking his view until Barbie took it in her arms.

"Alrighty, when is visiting hours open?" Fizzarolli asked.

"Um... Right now, but we need to wait until the doctors can give us the heads up." Moxxie explained.

Just in time too, a nurse came in alongside the doctor, which is a cyan sinner with a fox like tail, ears, and legs. The nurse is a purple mini bamophet with ginger hair, and blue eyes. "Your highness, your majesty, my lady." The doctor nodded his greetings to Asmodeus, Stolas, and Stella with decorum as they nodded back as well. "I am Doctor Nicolai Flores, and I am the doctor handling Lord Blitzø's condition."

"How is he?" Moxxie piped up.

"He's actually doing great so far, while he may have been malnourished for almost a week, beaten to a pulp, and suffered from a bit of blood loss, Lord Blitzø is on his way to a fast recovery, and it's all thanks to his magic that is helping us with the healing process. All he needs is rest, plenty of food and fluids, and his daily medications." Nico announced.

Everyone, including Stella, seemed relieved by this. The doctor continued, "He did sustained some injuries from being exposed to a blessed weapons, his wrists are a bit damage, and there are five cuts: one on his upper back, one near his left shoulder, one on his abdomen, one on his right arm, and finally on his left thigh. Luckily, we were able to stitch it back close and remove all traces of anything holy inside of him before it damages him even further."

Stolas felt a chill trembling his spine, he was reminded of the torture he had when he got kidnapped by Striker. He consciously placed a hand on his shoulder, that was one of the areas that has been stabbed by the angelic blade before.

"Are we allowed to see him?" Mille asked.

"Well, yes, but we recommend you all to come back tomorrow, he's asleep as of now." Nico spoke.

"W-Wait, what about these?" Fizzarolli asked, gesturing at the bouquet and card.

"Hm, I can place next to him," 

Before the doctor spoke even more, Fizzarolli already opened the card, "Alrighty, folks, line up in orderly fashion to write what you wanna say in this card." He instructed.

Inside the card, Tilla already signed the card in purple, so did Fizzarolli and Asmodeus which is in midnight blue. Stolas was handed a lavender pen and he wrote a small note there, Fizz handed a gray pen to Loona, Octavia was next as she was given a magenta pen, Millie and Moxxie were given a maroon and black pen, Vassago was given a yellow pen, Barbie received a red pen, finally Stella was given a pink pen, but she seemed so unsure of this.

"I don't know..." Stella mumbled.

To everyone's surprised, she spoke softly, not yell or screech at any of them. Barbie just held the pen at her, with a bit of hesitance, Stella took the pen and signed the card as she handed it back to a Doctor Nico to which he nodded.

When the doctor left, everyone decided that they should all go back to get some rest. Barbie is the one that stays behind for Stella, she needed some company after all, plus Andrealphus will be visiting soon. When Stolas went back to his room, he was going to go back to bed until something caught his attention.

A small box was on his couch, that wasn't there before. It was then he noticed that he wasn't alone in his room. Tilla was also there, sitting next to said box with a manilla envelope on her hands, she was also trembling, this made the prince frowned. Clearly something is wrong here.

"Momma?"

Since when did Stolas ever call her that? Well, that is his mother-in-law, he almost called her 'mother' but Tilla is okay with him calling her that since she now views Stolas as her own son much like Fizzarolli.

Tilla jolted as she looked at his scarlet eyes, she sighed in relief. "Oh thank the hells, I don't know what is happening right now..."

"What's wrong?"

She said nothing as she handed him the envelope, Stolas carefully opens it to bring out its content. Upon seeing what was inside, his eyes widen and he felt sick to the bones. These are photos, all bloodied and covered in some scribbles.

A photo depicting of him alongside Stella and Andrealphus, the icy peacock's face is circled while both his and Stella's face are crossed out. Stolas is almost too scared to open whatever is inside that box- he fears the worse of whatever is inside it, obviously it involves Andrealphus, while he and the peacock are neutral with each other, he is Vassago's partner, and what would the parrot say when something bad happens to him?

Regardless, he swallowed his fear as he took the box. He felt Tilla grip his arm as he gulped, slowly he unwrapped it and open the lid. Once he removed it, he and Tilla looked inside the box, and both promptly let out a terrified screech.

"Where is Andy, he should've been here by now...?" Stella wondered aloud.

"I mean, didn't you say he can be a drama king at times?" Barbie asked.

"Yes, if you were to compare on who's the drama Royale between Stolas, Vassago, or Andy, it'll always be dear Andy." Stella chuckled.

They suddenly heard a commotion outside, startling both of them of their talk. Barbie helped Stella to her wheelchair and pushed her out of the room. The moment they exited the room, they saw a bunch of doctors rushing with a gurney, in a blink, Stella saw white and icy blue feathers passing by with a swarm of doctors and nurses as they entered the surgery room.

"What the hell is it now?!" Barbie exclaimed.

A nurse came rushing out to call the other nurse to bring in some more blood packs. "What's going on?" Stella asked.

"I'm sorry, my lady, but this is an emergency!" The nurse said in a hurry.

"Hey, who got in there, what the hell is happening?" Barbie demanded.

"L-Lord Andrealphus- he- he, someone did something horrible to him!!" The nurse immediately rush back after the other nurse came in with more blood packs.

Stella has her eyes wide open at that. Barbie was looking at her with concern as she decided to bring the peahen back into her room. Then and there, the peahen look at her bandaged hands trembling, she didn't even noticed that she is also crying when she felt tears bubbling up and trickling down her face.

Barbie stood beside her after she closed the door. From there, Stella just broke down into the imp's arms. The female imp was stunned at first by this sudden action, she decided to reciprocate the action, rubbing Stella's back, offering her comfort, she needed it, this is her second breakdown in just one day.

Barbie wonders when will the nightmare end.

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On the box was a singular icy blue eye surrounded in a puddle of black blood. Stolas and Tilla were disgusted at the sight, they knew who that belonged to, and they don't know why the received it until now. They saw a note inside, stained with the peacock's blood, next to his eye.

With trembling hands, Tilla pluck it out and began to read it. "Get out of my way or you're next, this is what happens when you get in my way."

It's a threat and a warning, telling them to fuck off on whatever they're doing. So it's true that the Goetias are being targeted, Andrealphus was a prime example of the warning, his eye is literally inside the box. To Stolas' own disgust and for the sake of not throwing up violently, he portaled the box to the doctor- who apparently had finished working on saving Andrealphus from death.

"Why is this even happening?" Tilla cried. "First my son got tortured, now this?!"

Why did they attack Andrealphus and when? What made them to attack him, the icy peacock hasn't been doing anything wrong or fishy for a long while now after he got charged by Stolas for attacking him and Blitzø.

Stolas is starting to believe that it may have been a Goetia who has some sort of hatred with him or the family to be specific is probably trying to prevent something. But what? It may not be a Goetia at all, what if it's just a victim who suffered from the hands of the family that lead them to commit atrocities? Trying to solve who kidnapped and tortured Blitzø and has injured Andrealphus is already hurting him mentally. A migraine is born ever since Blitzø didn't show up at the ceremony.

For goodness sake, he also has a wedding to plan out in the upcoming weeks, and he was very much looking forward to that the moment he found Blitzø in that filthy dungeon. He doubts that there would be one if this whole incident blown off. This has gotten way out of control now, kidnapping, arson, and attempted homicide. What is he to do now?

Stolas felt Tilla placing a hand on his shoulder. He took a moment to calm himself from her comforting presence. "I-I believe that we should rest..."

"It has been a long day..." Stolas nodded at her as he stood up. He would contact Athalia tomorrow to give her some evidence and talk to her about a new case. He has a feeling that this is connected to Blitzø's missing case. Tilla left the room after bidding Stolas goodnight, feeling sick and absolutely terrified, Stolas looked back at the envelope, there are more pictures inside and it isn't just Andrealphus.

There are more pictures inside of the envelope, all of them depicting the members of the Goetia Family. He spotted Vassago in that picture, Saleos, Malphas, Aamon, Gusion, Gaap, Oberon, Shax, Amy, Valak, and many more. Even the ones who aren't high ranking members of the family, Stella and Ophelia are examples of that, same with Jezebel, and the Maya Bird he has last spoken with.

He took note of both Ophelia and Vassago. Both are crossed out much like his and Stella, then he looked at the likes of Oberon, Valak, Shax, and Malphas, much like Andrealphus, they're all encircled, could that mean that they were targeted? What made them become targets and why?

Again, he would talk to Athalia about this, he has a lot to do. He would visit Blitzø to check on his conditions, comfort Vassago because most likely he has caught wind of what has happened to Andrealphus, his daily duties, ensure Tilla, Loona, and Octavia's safety because the Goetias are suddenly getting slaughtered one by one, and call Athalia once more.

He trudge back onto his bed, discarding his clothes until he is nude and he tossed the envelope and it's content on the nightstand alongside his phone. He didn't care if he preened or not, he just wanted some damn sleep because he will need the energy for tomorrow. As of now, he wants to pass out, he tried convincing himself that it will be all okay if takes a step at a time, he would think of future scenarios that would help him relax.

Thoughts about his and Blitzø's wedding, them having a family outing with Tilla, them going on more dates and passionate fornications, them going on missions together, them practicing their magic, them trying to make a baby to add a new addition to the family; it can happen, he and Blitzø made their research months ago and apparently Blitzø is diagnosed to be intersex (a small percentage of imps can be intersex, according to the book Ophelia had slammed his face with out of anger at him for breaking Blitzø further), capable of bearing children (so can Stolas since there's also a small percentage of Male Goetias can get gravid), and Stolas was so damn excited about making a baby with Blitzø, curse him and his breeding and pregnancy kink. And of course, Blitzø had to halt him right there and said that after their honeymoon as he proceeded to make his 'totally' planned proposal at the gardens.

That forever lived rent free in his head. One of his happiest memories aside from Octavia's hatching, his first meeting with Blitzø, and when the imp and Loona moved in with him and Via.

Stolas sighed tiredly wistfully as he fell asleep with these thoughts lulling him to Dreamland.

It has been two days since Blitzø had been admitted into the hospital, and so was Andrealphus. Vassago was a trainwreck when he got a call from the hospital when the doctors were explaining the peacock's condition yesterday. He attempted to visit the marquis but Andrealphus was still under heavy surgery at the time.

It took the entire day for them to take care of the injury but it was done and the marquis is in a coma. Speaking of which, Stolas has visited Blitzø today, he didn't have a chance yesterday because of the Goetia Council, a meeting was held at the very last minute, it bored him to death, except for Saleos informing of the safety of others and below them after Stolas informed him of what happened to Andrealphus. Of course, the council brushed it off much to Stolas' annoyance and Saleos' frustration.

Millie and Moxxie had visited Blitzø yesterday, he was awake and he's doing fine. After the couple, it wad Loona and Octavia, the owlet has caught wind of what happened to her uncle after she got a call from Barbie, she is somewhat devasted, while her uncle has hurt Blitzø and Stolas, Andrealphus is still family. Fizzarolli and Asmodeus visited after Loona and Octavia left, the jester in particular was in tears and was yelling threats at the imp for making him have nightmares for six days straight. Angel Dust and Alastor visited at the afternoon, baring also gifts from Charlie and Lucifer themselves. To some extent, one of those gifts was a box of homemade cookies Velvette has made, which is oddly nice of her. Barbie visited Blitzø yesterday as well, she was still there because she wanted to give Stella some company, plus she would be the one to take her back to Andrealphus' estate since the peahen was discharged yesterday afternoon.

Finally it was Stolas' turn, he would very much want to see Blitzø after what has happened from the past days. Vassago has visited today as well, but he went to see Andrealphus. The prince made his way to the room and when he knocked on the door, he heard a soft 'come in'. Stolas entered the room and found his beloved imp on the bed, hooked up to an IV machine alongside a needle on his hand where two packs of blood are being transferred to him via long tube. Blitzø's wrists are covered in bandages, as well as his chest, left thigh and shoulder and right arm.

Blitzø seemed to be fighting sleep, his eyes fluttering open and close until he moved them to see Stolas when he heard the door opened. A small and weak smile appeared on his face. "Hey, pretty bird..."

A sob escaped as he entered the room, Stolas is still smiling albeit crying, mainly because he was happy that Blitzø is awake and he can finally be near him and he was sad at the state Blitzø has been in.

"Blitzø, my darling Rebel."

The owl sat close to Blitzø, he wished to hug the imp, but he was too afraid to aggravate his wounds, he may have enhanced healing thanks to his powers, but he just wanted to be safe. "I thought I'd never see you again..." Stolas whispered as he brought Blitzø's free hand to his cheek where he nuzzled it lightly.

"Neither have I, Stols." Blitzø mumbled gently taking the bird's hand up to his mouth to kiss his palm. "Glad to see you rescue me from the clutches of whoever the fuck that was, you and Vassago are a sight to be sore of."

"Yes, who could have done such horrid things to you?! Why?! Oh, you don't know how much trouble everyone went..."

"Oh yeah, what did y'all do other than losing your shit?"

Stolas recounts everything to Blitzø, the time he trek into the forest, finding his mom, meeting with four friendly Overlords, the fire, and plenty more up to the time he found Blitzø. The imp stayed silent for a moment until he sighed, "Yeah, I guess that should be on my part of the blame, I mean, I was so dead focus on finding mom after years of rumors and leads that fucking haunts me for a long time, I jumped on the chance when someone confirmed that she was spotted in the woods, didn't expect this shit to happen."

Blitzø was glad Tilla is alive, he knows because of the card and Fizzarolli who confirmed it. "So how is mom?"

Stolas smiled at the imp, "Oh, momma has been a delight to be with, she loves spending time with Via and Loona, and the staffs has taken a liking to her very quickly!"

"That's my mom for ya," Blitzø chuckled. "She gets along well with a lot of demons, also wow, you start calling my mom your mom as well and that fast too? She must've left an influence on you."

Stolas hooted a laugh, he loves seeing Blitzø smile, it reminded him of Tilla. Again, he highlighted it many times that their smiles are so similar to each other that it radiates comfort. It gives him pure joy and warmth when he needed it.

"Also, it's kinda weird that your ex-wife also signed the card as well." Blitzø spoke up.

Stolas had to wonder on that as well. He was shocked that Stella signed the card, she was hesitant when Barbie gave her the marker, what made her change? "What did she say?" He was genuinely curious, what if she wrote an insult on him?

"She said to get better and fuck you for making Barb cry." Blitzø said, he has the card in hand and he has an amuse look on his face. When Stolas took a peek of what it said, he let out a snort at that.

"Since when did she has a thing for my sister, and did Barb actually cried?" Blitzø asked.

"Um... Barbie was on the verge of crying when she heard that you were in this state, so almost. And as for your first question, I don't know..."

Stolas has noticed that Stella seemed genuinely comfortable around Barbie. Never did she ever yelled or commanded her to push her around on the wheelchair she was in. Stella has her eyes on Barbie all the time, he thinks that she is starting to see some sort of fellowship with the female imp.

"Business is stable if that's what you were thinking, Via comes into the office to help Loona. Other than that, your mother would be living with us, and we were offered to go on a spa day with the Overlords I was talking about."

"Spa day huh? Okay, sure... Did they say when?" Blitzø asked.

"When you're feeling better, I wouldn't want you to overwork yourself." Stolas said.

"Please, as if I'm a disabled demon, not like I lost a limb or something..." Blitzø spoke. "Also, by chances, when Vassago came here to visit me, he was a fucking mess, what the hell happened to him?"

Stolas wince slightly, "Andrealphus happened, dear. He lost an eye during an assassination attempt, and I'm sure that the one who attempted to assault him could be involved with your kidnapping."

Blitzø was silent at first before he let out a sigh, "Whatever the fuck happened back then, these bitches are resilient motherfuckers, I spoke with this imp investigator, Althea? Athena? Athalia, she asked me some questions and..."

Stolas listened intently to the imp, yesterday he spoke with Athalia after his meeting with the council, the imp stated that she has visited Blitzø and he was able to give some information about his kidnapper. "I don't remember much, but I did hear a voice- two actually, I don't know who but all I heard is that they fucking HATE us with a burning passion."

"Hate the Goetia Family?"

"Yeah, they underwent some sort of torture, I don't know what kind of torture, but it doesn't sound so pretty." Blitzø stated. "It was enough for them to hate the Goetia Family."

A hand was placed under Stolas' chin, he pondered for a moment until he heard the door open. Vassago, although his eyes are still glimmering in red, came to Blitzø's side and sat near him. "I'm sorry you had to see that, I just had to make sure he's fine..." The parrot spoke softly.

"Hey, it's okay, Red. A missing eye isn't something to joke about, we're still cool."

The parrot smiled tearfully as he let Blitzø wipe his falling tears. Vassago and Blitzø had history with each other, Stolas still remembered that. Because Vassago was the only Hook Up that never hated him in the end. Yes, Vassago and Blitzø actually dated each other, only once, it was the time after Blitzø suicided, 5 months after it.

He and Ophelia had a talk that made him want to make things right even further.

It was lonely in the mansion. Sometimes Stolas would find company through his daughter when she wasn't busy, he would find company with his plants whenever it's time for their daily meal, he would find company with Daniel, the incubus he had kissed and dance with at the party, and yet, it was still lonely for him.

He missed Blitzø.

But he had hurt him to a suicidal degree to the point where he almost jumped down from the clocktower in Pentagram City. After he calmed down at the Hazbin Hotel, Stolas was forced to leave Blitzø, it was not because he was scared of the wrath known as Loona and M&M, but it was because that he realized the tremendous amount of damage he has dealt to the imp and he feared of worsening it even more. Now it has been 5 months since he last saw him. Reluctantly, Moxxie agreed to tell Stolas of Blitzø's health if he is progressing or worsening. He could not live a day without knowing of Blitzø's state, wether it be deteriorating or not, he has to know. During the months without him, he look back at what mistakes he has done to the imp.

The party was the biggest mistake, flat out singing a song that called Blitzø a motherfucker, carelessly throwing him hurtful words for making him sad, kissing Daniel, the worst is that he kept believing that he never made a mistake but in reality he had made his damage in their relationship. He never took it to consideration, feeling right can never comprehend to the pain he has put onto himself and to Blitzø.

After all, realizing all this, when has he ever treated Blitzø so highly if all he does is belittle him?

He would make it right for both their sake. As much as it hurts him, he has to give Blitzø space, this time it was for their own good, and not just for the wrong impression. Stolas look at his phone, there were messages from Blitzø that he has yet to read, he ignored it for months and now he has decided to read it.

There were a lot, most of them got deleted and Stolas assumed that those were his funny jokes and posts he sent him, the last message was a goodbye message. 'Im srry 4 evryting'. The message was vague and cryptic which sends a lot of red signals if he had read it a long time ago considering that was the time when he was about to jump off the tower, but right now, it made him understand the pain Blitzø has felt for a very long time.

He looked at the other messages, Daniel messaged him and he has heard everything that happened to Blitzø, he asked if he's okay. Another message is from Asmodeus, checking to see on how he's holding on. Finally, there's a message from Vassago, stating that he would be late for their meeting since he's helping him with the divorce.

Stolas sighed as he answered through all their texts, he began to scroll through his contacts. He hovered on Ophelia's name, he wondered if she's up for a talk. Maybe she can help him, after all, no other Goetias are like Ophelia, who's bonds with the lowers are insatiable. When he called her, not one ring or two a portal opened and stepping out is a white swan with nova blue eyes and a scowling expression. Her dark dress is long and flowy, and beautiful with blue accent.

"O-Ophelia, I didn't expect you'd answered so-"

*SLAM*

There was pain burning on his cheek. He stumbled back and fell on his bed as the swan advanced towards him all while maintaining her scowl from before. Stolas finally realized the book in her hand, a heavy hard cover one, the cover of the book states, 'The Biology of an Imp for Dumbasses'.

"Was that too harsh?" Ophelia asked.

He wanted to say yes, but obviously she did this because she might have heard the horrid things he has done to Blitzø. He deserves it if anything, and he'd much prefer this pain than the ones he did to himself and Blitzø.

"N-No, I deserve that, if I were to be honest..." Stolas mumbled.

Ophelia sat beside him as Stolas properly sits himself up. "I am upset really, Blitzø almost suicided and that gave me nightmares, it reminded me of Clementine, after all they were friends..." She spoke softly, albeit the anger is present in her voice. "Do you have any idea what imps have gone through day by day?"

No, he hasn't. He was racist and classist towards them, unintentionally. Hell, he didn't even know the names of his servants. Ophelia, however, does and she cares for them deeply, she always talks about Scarlet, her nanny when she was growing up, Xyrus, the head of security of the house, Eddie, the youngest maid and Cecilia's Lady in waiting, and finally, Iñigo the eldest and head of the household management.

They have been with her and her family for a long time, she was grateful of their company, gracious and generous of their service, and she treats them all equally. This is the same for her daughter Cecilia, her brothers Aamon and Gusion, and Saleos, they never looked down at them either.

"Don't take what I did to you too seriously in the end, I'm only doing this because... I want you to start off fresh and smoothly, I want to help you fix this."

Stolas looked at Ophelia, "I always cherish Blitzø's friendship even though we don't talk much. He maybe an asshole, sure, but not all the time, he could use someone to reassure him that he's not one and he won't fuck up on what is going to happen. In short, someone to get him back on track, back to the present."

"Do you see that in me?" Stolas asked.

"Yes and not with Vassago."

Stolas felt like there was a record scratch in his brain. "What?"

Ophelia showed him a post on her phone, someone took a picture of Blitzø and Vassago, the two were in a club in Gluttony, partying it out and were...

Kissing.

The imp was holding Vassago by his feathers and waist while the parrot was holding on his horns and face. Both were also tongue locking as well and were clearly enjoying it.

At that point, Stolas felt jealousy and rage, not at Blitzø, but at Vassago. He likes the parrot, he has full respect on him for a long time, the fact that he is locking tongue with his Blitzø is just so utterly-

"THAT MOTHERFUCK-!"

*SLAM*

"Cool it, Stols."

That's when Ophelia had called in Therapy for him and Blitzø. She also had to stop Blitzø and Vassago, but that didn't stop the two from talking and becoming friends in the end.

"I got refills for your medication, I noticed that you're almost out so I took the liberty to buy you some."

Stolas was brought out of his flashbacks as he saw the parrot handed Blitzø a small bag, inside being his pill prescriptions and the imp grinned at him. "Thanks, Red, I owe ya on this one!"

It was Vassago that help Blitzø be happy after months of depression.

He was briefly jealous of Vassago for his relationship with Blitzø, they get along very well, but Blitzø sees the parrot like how he sees Millie. The only one who has his heart would be Stolas and only him and the owl wouldn't let the imp's heart be broken again after everything Blitzø went through.

"So he actually did punch you?"

"Yes, and I will admit, that was such a sharp one, I feel as if my beak will never recover from that."

Okay, now this is the part where he steals Blitzø from Vassago.

"I'm right here you know?" Stolas spoke as if it was obvious.

"Yeah, but it's still funny!" Blitzø laughed to which the owl rolled his eyes. "Anyways, hoots, when I get outta here, how about we go out to see the beach, and I know the perfect place."

A soft chuckle escape from the owl, "Didn't you plan that for our future honeymoon?"

"Are you both seriously that excited to get eloped?" Vassago asked. "You have a coronation and wedding to get over first."

"Oh fuck you, you silly parrot, I've seen you get so excited weeks before you and Andy's special anniversary." Blitzø shot back playfully.

Vassago only shut his beak as he tittered and a blush formed on his face. "And here I thought you would be on my side you, mischievous and malicious Sunsprite."

"I'm HIS mischievous and malicious Sunsprite." Blitzø emphasized this by looking at Stolas to which he giggled lightly and nuzzle Blitzø's cheek gently. "But it just depends there, Red."

No matter what, Blitzø chooses him and wants him in the end. Stolas will forever cherish that until the stars died. Vassago rolled his eyes playfully as he left the room, deciding to give Blitzø and Stolas some more time to catch up. "By the way, when will mom visit? I want to see her."

"We can call her, she is back at the mansion, most likely looking after Loona and Via." Stolas spoke.

An excited grin flash on his face as he watched the owl open his phone and contact his daughter, a few rings later and the owlet has answered. "Hey, dad, is papa awake?"

"Oh, yes he is, are you with your sister and grandmother?" Stolas asked.

"Yeah, we're just showing grandma the constellation maps in the study." Octavia said.

Stolas heard other voices that came from Loona and Tilla, "Can we video call? Grandma wants to see papa."

"Of course, Blitzø would also want to meet his mother again after all these years." 

When Stolas switch to Video Call, he handed his phone to Blitzø, for the longest time, Blitzø thought he would never see her face after all these years. No photos or memorabilia would ever replace the feeling of the real deal. Tears welled up his face when he saw Tilla on screen with Loona and Octavia beside him.

"Mama..."

"Blitzø, my dear sweet, handsome red Lightning."

It's no wonder Blitzø love the nickname 'Lightning', it was a nickname Tilla gave him. "It's so good to see you after all these years, I thought I'd lost you...!"

"You didn't my Red Lightning, you didn't for a long time. I'm so glad that you've grown into a strong, handsome man. Now you made a family, I already love my granddaughters and future son-in-law."

A teary smile formed on both their face, Stolas loved what he sees. He adored their smiles, Blitzø especially as he grown to familiar with it. "When you get home, I would cook you and our family one of my specialty, my treat after all."

"Mama, don't overdo it," Blitzø chided.

"Oh hush, I'm not that old, I'm still spruce as ever as a young flower, my dear." Tilla chuckled.

"I'll see you soon, mama, take care of yourself and the girls."

The call ended and Blitzø sighed happily. "I can't wait to go home, birdie." 

"I'm sure you miss her and the others, there's still time to catch up after all. You will be crowned and finally be wedded to me in the next few weeks, but you should rest first, your health matters." Stolas spoke as he gently placed a kiss on the imp's cheek.

When the prince was about to kiss Blitzø on his lips, there was a knocking on his door. When the assassin told them to come in, he didn't expect the authorities to come in, to his shock and confusion, Belial is also present, that furthers brought dread to him and Stolas. What is he doing here?

"Now, hold on, Blitzø never did anything, Belial, I don't know what in Hell are you even talking about!" 

Lucifer was there too, he was arguing with the other Goetic king as he deathly glares at the owl and imp. "Blitzø Buckzo, you're under arrest for the assault against Andrealphus Goetia."

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This peacock is Andrealphus and Stella's uncle, King Belial. Eldest brother of Beleth and the final King of the Ars Goetia. Strict and poise as he is, he confronted Blitzø and Stolas, the imp in question is shock and confuse as he stared at the king.

"What? What did I even do to that icy peacock?! I didn't even lay a finger on him!" Blitzø protested.

"Do not lie to me, rat!" Belial shouted.

Lucifer, who apparently came into the room, place himself between the king and the imp. Stolas meanwhile is still startled by the accusation that Blitzø hurt Andrealphus. First off, the imp only knew it just now, secondly, he was missing for days, and lastly, he's been unconscious when the Marquis was attacked. But, why is Blitzø getting the blame for something he didn't even do?

"I do not tolerate your actions, imp. I know your motives to attack my nephew-"

"Hey, both of us aren't even at each other's throat anymore, I hardly even interact with him anyways!" Blitzø defended.

"Silence! Do not interrupt me! The Ars Goetia are being assaulted one by one more recently and it has come full circle on your disappearance."

"Alright, enough, back off you two and no Fighting in the Heaven forsaken hospital, geez!" Lucifer shouted as he pushed Belial a safe distance from Blitzø. "Do you even have any proof that he did this?! Clearly, you need to get your head straight and not point fingers that quickly."

Lucifer, however didn't let him finished, "Oh wait, ya don't you pompous asshole! You only blame him because he's an imp as if he is the source of the problem and because they're problematic and shit, but guess what? Start using your hollowed birdbrain to actually think like a functioning smartass and not blame him for a problem he has no idea or any involvement in this assault!"

Belial and Lucifer are on a death stare match, meanwhile Stolas and Blitzø were audiences of what in Hell just happened. What seemed liked forever, Belial leaves the room and Lucifer sighed irritably. "Geez just because you all have the money and has rule a part of every ring doesn't mean you're always the right one here." The king muttered as he turned back to Blitzø and Stolas.

"I'm sorry you boys had to see that, we're still cool, right?"

"Nah, that doesn't change anything, Lu, thanks for saving our asses there." Blitzø spoke.

"Though, he does have a point, what the hell is happening right now?" Lucifer asked. "Like I get that some Ars Goetias are targeted by assassins, but a lot now even the ones who are higher ups and the ones who barely had any involvement? This has drawn to my attention for a time now."

"Lu, I don't have any involvement in this, I didn't even do anything." Blitzø spoke.

"I know, and that's what so fucked up about this. I am not going to let you get arrested for something you did not do, Blitzø, that's just plain wrong." Lucifer said. "However, you won't be able to leave Pride or even Hell until we can clear your name, that's the least thing I can do for you."

"Thanks Lu, we owe ya big time." Blitzø muttered as he buried himself deeper into his bed. Stolas looked at him worriedly before and Lucifer made eye contact.

"This is a mess..." Stolas spoke tiredly.

"I know, I caught wind of it during my meeting with the Ars Goetias, your old man is there, Zagan, Bael, Baalam, and a lot more. They told me that one by one, the well known Goetias are getting assaulted, almost as if they want them dead." Lucifer explained. "Well, as of now, the only assassins they knew would be Blitzø and that cowboy guy you and Blitzø are currently hunting down, hence why they would point at Blitzø."

Striker?

It has been a while, Blitzø have been hunting him throughout Wrath and beyond that. However, there's no sign of him or even any clue on where he went off next. While at first instincts, Stolas wanted to pin the blame on Striker since who else would be that cruel and bold to hurt the Royals and want them dead? But, Stolas would have to take consideration on an important detail that Blitzø mentioned.

There are more of them.

Meaning, they're dealing with some sort of group. A group of expertly skilled killers that are currently on a Goetia-Genocide rampage, now they're pinning their deeds on Blitzø. Stolas hated the injustice and blame Blitzø is getting, now the elders are on his back and suspecting him for the assaults on the other Goetias.

"I'll leave you two some space, after all, we got a tsunami of worms to handle. For the record, I'm rooting for you to kick their ass again and prove them wrong."

A slight smirk formed on Blitzø's face as he nodded at the king. Lucifer beamed as he brought something out from his coat, a rubber duck with a skull pendant and a crown. He placed it on the table as makes his leave to the door, bidding the two goodbye. Blitzø looked at the toy duck on his table, silly as ever, he likes horses a lot, but this is adorable, plus, ducks are Lucifer's passion of interests.

"Remind me to make a horse that looks like Lucifer when we get back..." Blitzø said.

A small chuckle escaped the prince's beak as he sat beside the imp. Stolas continued to caress the strong horns of his beloved as he purrs with content. Matching his purrs would be the soft hoots he would occasionally emit to harmonize with Blitzø's own sounds.

"I will get you out of this, I swear I will rain hell on your assailants and will make them scream for mercy for putting you through this." That primal side of him flared up briefly, Blitzø gave a dark chuckle, his own menacing aura from his Overlord powers flickering through.

Both their cruelty in their Primal nature matched together in the most twisted way possible. "Time will tell, pretty bird..." Blitzø spoke. "Now, get back in here with me, I haven't slept without you for a long while now, so let's fix that."

"A-Are you sure, your injuries?" Stolas hesitated, he looked at the bandage torso, arm, leg, and wrists. Wounds from an angelic or blessed objects would take days to heal, he should know, been there and done that. 

"Listen, the only thing that will hurt me right now is the thought that your feathered ass is not here next to mine, so get over here!"

Hearts formed in his eyes, Blitzø is so endearing. How could he not refuse to deny a request like that? He carefully climb onto the bed and adjusted himself so he would avoid agitating any of Blitzø's still-healing wounds. "Should we call a doctor?"

"Give me an hour then we can talk to them."

They went home a few days later in the late afternoon, when Blitzø arrived back at the manor, his mother was there to greet him alongside his daughters. Tilla welcomed him with open arms and her iconic beautiful smile just as Blitzø has remembered after all those years. He immediately gave her a big hug and he cried his eyes out of joy.

"I missed you too my little red lightning." Tilla spoke as she let go to take a good look of Blitzø.

She really couldn't believe the years Blitzø has spent without her. He was burned much like Fizzarolli and mentally scarred like Barbie, but he grew up to be strong and handsome in the end. He and Barbie may looked like her asshole of a husband, but Blitzø is a far better and far more handsome imp than him.

What she really couldn't comprehend is his title and power. According to Loona, Blitzø was just an assassin/businessman, but after killing an Overlord in disguise back at the human realm, he gained power and became an Overlord. Now that he is engaged to Stolas, he became Prince Consort, meaning he and Loona are members of royalty- legally.

"You haven't aged a day, ma. You're still you after all these years." Blitzø spoke.

A soft chuckle emit from the female imp as she took a step back. Loona came over to her father, she's not for initiating any sort of affections, but she missed Blitzø and was damn worried when he got kidnapped and tortured. She only has the damn prohibition warrant that she can worry about, however, she's glad to have Blitzø back.

"Don't you ever scare the shit out of me like that again." She muttered the threat when she hugged Blitzø.

"It won't happen again, Loonie." Blitzø said. His eyes went to Octavia, the young owl seemed hesitant at first until he extended a hand out to her to which she slowly came and wrapped her arms around both Hellhound and imp. "Sorry for making you worry too, Vivi."

Octavia would normally roll her eyes at that nickname, but she really misses Blitzø calling her that, she would let the childishness slide for now- then again, when did she or even Loona ever stopped being childish? "It's fine, papa. Glad you're back."

When the two daughters let go, they all went inside. The staffs had welcome Blitzø's return as well as he greeted them back, they and Tilla had decided to celebrate by cooking his mother's special meal, and his favorite as well, it has been a while since he last tasted it. Millie and Moxxie would come by later, so will Fizzarolli and Asmodeus. Barbie would be coming in as well, that would also mean that Stella would most likely be with her, while hesitant at first to invite the peahen back to the mansion knowing that she frightened the staffs a lot, Blitzø allowed it.

He's not that heartless to prohibit her from coming just because of the past bad blood. If she's warming up to Barbie, then Blitzø might as well see it with his own eyes later at night.

When he and Stolas arrived at their room, the imp immediately pulled the prince to the bed and crashed down on the sheets as he sighed tiredly. "Fucking hell, I miss lying down on you and your bed."

Rest is the agenda for today. Dealing with Blitzø's blamed crimes are getting into everyone's nerves when it was announced by Belial in public. Lucifer didn't have a choice but to be the judge for this, Vassago decided to help and be their lawyer once again, and the rest shall watch. 

Trials and Tribulations and all that, it's nerve wrecking to deal with the injustice behind all this. When Belial announced Blitzø's impending trial at court, a lot jumped in with different opinions. It's basically the lowers vs the higher-ups, well a few of the higher-ups were confused as to why is it happening and that they didn't take the opposers' side. The Overlords were always on Blitzø's side, even Valentino to everyone's surprise. The Party Crashers also decided to give their statement to the court as well since they willingly got involved in the case. They're still recovering from their burn down casino and injured workers, but they're victims too since their workers and property are in their hands to give them some justice. 

"I can't tell you how fucking ridiculous this is, who the hell would frame me?" Blitzø asked. "Yes, I have a killing company, yes I used to have a motive to harm your ex-brother-in-law, and yes I have all means to do so, but I don't!"

"You did say that the person who kidnapped you hates the Ars Goetia, but why would they capture you?" Stolas said.

"I don't know, but why me?"

"Well, you rubbed a lot of elbows with a handful of my family, you're engaged to me, and to sum it up, you are going to be part of the Ars Goetia alongside Loona legally." Stolas spoke.

"Politics is making me barf I swear, though... I'm just tired really, a lot of stuff is being thrown on me again and now a lot more people are hurt all because of me..."

Stolas had to stop him right there, he hates how Blitzø always pins every blame on himself. The imp is always self-sacrificing and selfless, but over the years it has gone into a twisted degree and he gets hurt over and over again, as if he felt the need to spare others for their sake. "Darling, you were never the one to be at fault here, you're a victim in this problem and it's not fair for you to feel as if you did something wrong." As he said this, he let the imp lay his head on his chest fluff, cuddling him as Stolas stroke his curved horns.

"Putang Ina..." Blitzø muttered as he purred deeply, the affectionate motion makes him more relax by the passing seconds.

"Since when did you learn that?" Stolas asked.

"Y'know those breakup songs I listened to after my Apology Tour, some of the songs are foreign songs, and apparently this is a bad word or phrase in that language." Blitzø explained.

Stolas remembered, back when the still-recovering imp and his daughter moved in with him and Via, he once looked at Blitzø music playlist in his phone and he saw hundreds of breakup songs. Song after song, they all mean being broken hearted, being left alone, anger or confusion on separation, and miscommunication. Stolas still remembered one song in particular, he hears Blitzø singing it in the shower once something about bleeding dry like a vampire.

"Did I unintentionally made you learn different languages?" Stolas asked, it was bad that he made Blitzø miserable for months but the fact that the imp gain a bit of knowledge of learning new languages was something at least.

"If ya put it that way then yes, I now know how to swear in Korean, Latin, Spanish, Japanese, and Tagalog thanks to you, technically speaking."

A snort escape from the prince, well, at least that's sort of a good skill to acquire. "So... Who do you think has it out for me?"

"I made list and I thought a lot during the times that you were kidnapped. My best assumption would be Striker, Crimson, or one of the elders, it's most likely them since they had the biggest grudge on you than anyone, but I do not think there's strong evidence about that."

"Hm," The imp was in deep thoughts for a moment before he spoke, "Y'know how I was able to get some dirt about your ex-wife and ex-brother-in-law?"

"You pulled some strings for me there, I didn't expect you would, not after all those horrid things I did to you..." He mumbled that last part.

"Well, maybe it's time we should call in a few more favors from those who learned some dark secrets on the elders." Blitzø pause for a moment until he remembered something, "You did say that the Party Crashers got involved by the Ars Goetia when they came in hell right?"

"Yes, their party got hijacked by the council and they were upset about that."

"I suppose we should take up their offer and talk to them, they know something and I'm sure they're willing to share it with us, and I had a feeling it's something dirty."

Well, yes they would most likely share, Sophist and Nick has expressed their hatred for the council, Vernias is most likely annoyed by them, and Brent, level-headed he may be, made it clear that he has a grudge with them, specifically the elders.

"We might need a bigger table if we were to invite them for dinner, darling." Stolas spoke.

"Nah, not now though, how would lunch work? At Tuesday because fuck Monday."

A chuckle escape from the prince, what is it with everyone hating Monday? Such an amusing thought. "What would do you want to do now?"

"Rest for now darling, that's our main objective on why we even came to our chambers in the first place." Stolas said. "Plus, momma would be calling us for dinner later, I cannot wait to try out her food again..."

"You'd be addicted to... her food the moment you have a bite of one, she also makes the best food... when we have ingredients back... at the circus." Blitzø said fondly, the continual petting from Stolas was lulling him to sleep at this point. "Pringles better wake us up for dinner time..."

"Sleep for now, Blitzy, he will come in soon..." Stolas spoke, his soft hooting and Blitzø's purring lulling them both to sleep as he continued his soft petting on his darling as his eyes closed.

He dreamt of the time when they had a deep conversation before the dinner bell.

Blitzø singing wasn't exactly what he intended to hear when he arrived to his temporary room. When Loona and Blitzø moved in here because all of the imp's financing went to his medications and help, they had no choice but to move in with Stolas when he offered them.

Loona was neutral with the idea, she's still upset at Stolas, but at least that anger never extended towards Octavia, Blitzø just agreed for their sake of living and because he didn't want to have an argument or any sort of fight. Stolas barely interacted with Blitzø during the first few weeks because the imp spends most of his time in his room either lying down or doing paperwork, not even hearing him laugh or say anything. Blitzø prefers the confined space he has than going out, and it pains Stolas that he did this to him, well, not entirely his fault, but he dealt the heaviest blow for Blitzø to be a husk of his usual self.

Sometimes the prince would check on him, there are times he found Blitzø sleeping on the bed or table when he's doing paperwork, sometimes he found a few empty bottles of Beezlejuice or Absinthe next to him, sometimes he found a pair of shears that are bloodied and Blitzø's arms are covered with scabbed cuts or scars either fresh or old. Of course, Stolas would clean up the mess, not because he felt like it was his responsibility to fix it, but he really does want to make things better, even though it was so agonizingly slow.

In the rarest occasion, Blitzø would speak, though it was somewhat soft or raspy, presumably to some clients on the phone, Fizzarolli or Charlie to check up on him. Ophelia herself had asked Charlie for assistance to find a therapist for Blitzø and the princess of Hell had decided to bring it upon herself to be one for the imp. If not them then it could be Vassago, he was not over the fact that Blitzø got laid by the other prince even though the two were drunk during their make out, yes, he should be happy Blitzø was able to find some sort of happiness from his friend, but Stolas was bitter in the end because he selfishly wanted it to be himself to help Blitzø.

Is that how Blitzø felt when he kissed Daniel? He heard Blitzø became jealous because of it from Verosika, so Blitzø making out with Vassago must be Hell's divine karmatic punishment for him- to feel the same pain as Blitzø.

When Stolas was near Blitzø's room, he heard music coming from his room, guitar strumming and his beloved's voice, he missed them so much. He missed everything about Blitzø even though he was mostly in his home. 

Gently peering through the door he quietly opened his sharp eyes saw through the darkness of the assassin on his bed. There's not much Blitzø had in his room save for his clothes, an old horse plush, prescriptions, and necessities, his weapons were confiscated by Millie and Moxxie under both Stolas and Loona's request to ensure he doesn't use it to harm himself further after Stolas caught him with a bloodied shear and knife. From his spot, Stolas could the imp holding a guitar and strumming a few notes.

"O' di' ba, nakakapuntang ina, tayo'y lumilipad, at ako'y naiwan mo..." The song was sad, Stolas didn't understand what it meant, he assumed that it's one of the love ballads Blitzø listens to but that hardly counts as one, it sounds like a breakup song.

"O' di' ba, ginawa mo' kong tanga, tayo'y lumilipad, at ako'y iniwan mo...." Blitzø stopped his singing and strumming the guitar, Stolas eyes widen when Blitzø snapped his fingers and the guitar got surrounded by some sort of red magic and it was gently placed down near the left nightstand.

"I know you're here..."

That's the first time Blitzø has spoken to Stolas directly. The prince can see the golden glow amongst the darkness, Blitzø always has the curtains close or the light close, the only light source he would usually have is his eyes, the golden glow more prominent than others, yet they've been dimmed for sometimes due to Blitzø's misery and weary state.

Stolas could see Blitzø staring at him, the prince has never felt fear in his life just by looking at his imp. For the longest time, he felt joy, sadness, anger, anxiety, and relief but never intense fear with the assassin. Maybe because he is aware of the damage he has done to him?

"Are you gonna talk or...?" Blitzø's voice is quiet, raspy even.

"...Dinner is almost ready, I just wanted you to know and..." Stolas was having trouble trying to keep his eyes on the imp, he's not glaring at him, it's the dullness and tiredness that made him uncomfortable. "...I wanted to eat with you..."

Silence.

Silence is killing him, but what made his heart leap is the sigh and sight of Blitzø getting out of bed.

"Come on, let's not keep the servants waiting then..." 

Blinking owlishly and stuttering, Stolas followed Blitzø out of his dark room. Walking down the halls together felt a bit comforting if only Stolas doesn't feel so fidgety at times, usually he would engage on random topical conversations whenever the two are together at times, now he's scared because he doesn't know how to start it without upsetting the imp.

"You can talk to me y'know, not like I'm gonna bite you anyways." Blitzø spoke softly, it's so uncharacteristic of him.

"After what I put you through, I thought you wouldn't want to hear anything from me..." He mumbled.

"Doesn't mean you deserve it though." Blitzø muttered. "If anything, what you went through is enough, I wouldn't want you to get hurt any further by not talking to you at the very least."

Stolas felt his heart clench, Blitzø still cared about him even at his pain state. "I'm aware of what I did... I fucking hate myself for destroying myself even more, not a lot cared about what I feel or do..."

"Your feelings matter, Blitzø, and I'm sorry for not taking it to account in the first place." Stolas spoke. "You may have hurt me but I'm not blameless in this whole situation we have, I'm sorry for that as well and for doing... This to you."

Blitzø stared at the prince for a good while, his eyes seemed to brighten for a brief moment before it was dull again. "Sometimes I wonder what in hell would you want us to be, I ask myself that same question every fucking day... I wonder when will I ever find happiness again..."

It seemed Blitzø had been sad for a long while, Stolas could see the symptoms of depression and he's all too familiar with the sense of hopelessness every day. "Were you not happy with Vassago?" Stolas asked.

"You mean Red? He's a cool guy, but... It's not him that I want, he has someone else." Blitzø spoke. "I want you and only you, you're the only one I want... But I don't know if you want me after everything."

"Blitzø... Of course, I've always wanted you and no one else, I'm sorry that I made you feel worthless and I never express it beforehand. But I'm willing work things out with you and start over, I can't live without knowing every single pain you went through because of your past and me."

Once again, the imp was silent, he heard a sigh from Blitzø before he spoke. "You were forgiven a long time ago ever since I went into rehab and Charlie having consultations with me. I just don't know how to say or make up for the bullshit I did to you and everyone... I'm sorry for acting cold to you, and don't say that you deserve it, for fuck's sake not every pain I have is your fault."

The prince nodded, he didn't even know that he was crying until now, he quickly blinked back his tears as he continued, "Y-Yes, from now on it would be better, we can improve each other, we can make this right, right?"

"Yeah, yeah... We will talk more later, I'm not ready to trauma dump you about everything yet, although you do know a handful already... I guess it's just for me to fill in the context of shit."

"As you said, maybe another time, dear."

A familiar butler came by and address the prince, "Your highness, we were looking all over for you, the chefs and servants have prepared dinner." He then turned to Blitzø, "And it's nice to see you come out of the room, Master Blitzø."

"Yeah, it's been a while, ay Pringles?" Blitzø spoke. The butler nodded a small smile on his tired face as he guided the imp and prince to the dining room where the two can eat their meal together.

Chapter Text

"Thanks for helping me make dinner, Choc."

Their previous game of Mario Party or whatever game they played back then was a bust when they all went at each others' throats. Yes, toxicity has been a key part of their comedic language and friendship but it went too far to such a degree this time.

What did they insult each other with? Well, the obvious, Brent being a Try-hard for winning every single game, not giving anyone a chance to have a moment in the spotlight, Sophist for being a nuisance for making someone fail or ruin their gameplay for the sake of his amusement, Nick being toxic to the point of degrading everyone of their poor skill and that he is simply better, and Vernias, well, his usually the nicest of the group, but his temper got the best of him this time and he insults or back-talks anyone or betrays them, y'know, like a rat bastard.

That went too far.

All of them spitefully insulted and degraded each other to the point they actually dealt a harsh blow on either their ego or personal image.

That's what made Vernias, being the nicest of the group, want to bring everyone back together again. Every year, they would come see each other in the Sidequest, another group Vernias was in, hangout house for Smash Con. They haven't talked to each other for months now ever since their last game, but hopefully they would come together and try to apologize to each other again.

"I do believe that good food brings everyone together and honestly, I think we outdid ourselves with the preparation." Choc said as he looked over the table.

On the dinner table laid down a pizza box, surrounding it were two plates of pasta, one Bolognese and the other being Carbonara, there was a giant bowl of creamy soup next to a bread bowl with different types of bread in there, a bowl of salad if anyone wants an alternative, a pitcher of ice tea with lemon slices inside with a gracious amount of ice and honey in it, and finally on its own platter is a dark chocolate devil's cake. 

Anyone would think that there's going to be a party happening, but it's all for the Party Crashers themselves, it's dinner prepared by Vernias (helped by Choctopus of Sidequest) to help bring them back together after a tense fight months ago. "This is good right? It's like you walk in an Italian restaurant and ordered a cake from Café France." Choctopus commented.

"Gee thanks... But seriously, this is wonderful, Choc!" Vernias said. "Hope they'll like it!"

"Anytime, Vern." Choctopus smiled at him. "I gotta go hit the road now, my fam and I are gonna go on an outing tomorrow, the hangout is all yours until Saturday, yeah?"

"Yep, see you then Choc!"

As he watched the older man leaves the house, Vernias brought out his phone to see the group chat he has with the other three. Vernias was the first to engage and message them and they all responded, surprisingly not to tell each other to fuck themselves or something more insulting.

Their last conversation was at the early morning, Brent would leave Canada early to take the plane, then to take a train, then a taxi cab to the hangout spot. Nick and Sophist stated that they're on their way via car. Vernias was hopeful and excited to see them face to face, an apology in-person is much more effective than a text or so. They would also get good food in this as well.

All he had to do now is wait for them to come.

But...

It wasn't long for him to realize that they all died. Minutes turned into 2 hours as Vernias received a call from Nicole, Nick's girlfriend, Wolfie, and Pjiggles that something bad happened.

Brent was found in his apartment, a broken glass mirror shard on his hand alongside a puddle of blood. Nick was found on his bed, bottles of pills found next to his nightstand. Sophist was found on the road outside of his house, face down with blood surrounding him. Vernias didn't know what to say as he felt shattered by the revelation.

His friends are not coming. They won't be able to make up and rekindle their friendship.

He had a breakdown after that. Throwing all the hardwork he and Choctopus had made in the garbage and nearly breaking the hangout's television in the process of breaking down. Vernias went home early to the confusion of Sidequest, it later became concerning when Vernias didn't answer their call eventually to ask why.

They asked one of his friends (KirbyKid) Luke to check on him only that he found Vernias in the comfort of his home, hanged from a ceiling hook the moment he entered his room. It appeared that after finding out that his friends died, Vernias couldn't bare the reality of it and so he went and end his own out of despair.

And he thought that he ended in heaven moments later but he ended up in Hell, the reason for this is that of their recent fight and that he, just like Nick, Brent, and Sophist, had made the most cowardly and selfish decision to take their life out of them instead of taking on a problem head on, a punishment they now have to carry out in Hell.

It wasn't long after being there for a significant amount of time, Vernias found Brent, Nick, and Sophist in the Doomsday District. There was tension at first, Vernias was happy, relieved, and angry to see them, but it all cooled down now that all of them are together in the most and probably fucked up way possible. Now all they need to do now is to live and find a way to survive the shithole known as hell.

That is... Well, they didn't realize they all rise to the rank of Overlord when a lot of the sinners recognize them.

From lowly sinners to Overlords, they raise such popularity in over just a month of staying here. Sinners has recognize them as some of them have been their followers in media, with their help, they rise to the ranks and has topple down some measley and weak Overlords that had some of the sinners in their grasp.

Together they are the Party Overlords.

The spa day they had promised was never a false hope for Stolas. The spa resort is beautiful, it's not like Sloth where there is such a relaxed vibe in every corner, it has more of a mixed vibe of both Gluttony and Sloth jumbled up together, as if Beezlebub and Belphegor were the sponsors of the resort, which is actually true if one were to look at the certificate and deed that is framed proudly on the wall at the back of the receptionist table.

They would relax together and they would ask the Party Crashers about some information after their treatment.

"Welcome to Paradise Lost, we engage on special treatment that can guarantee not only relaxation, but also healing, fun, and enjoyment in the most different ways. Our assigned staffs are different workers from different rings to take care and aid you to find whatever feelings that you so desire." The receptionist spoke, her name on the desk is Vida, she is a sinner with snake like hair and reptilian eyes akin to a gorgon.

"Reservation under the names of the Party Overlords, I take?" She looked at both Stolas and Blitzø, both dressed casually and beside them are Angel Dust and Alastor, the two wanted to accompany them and catch up with Blitzø.

Tilla was also present with them, wanting to be more involved in this case, ready to defend her sons and wanting to help fight despite multiple please from Blitzø to not get involve in fear of her getting hurt. But Tilla, being the mother of probably the most stubborn imp Stolas has ever known, wouldn't budge on her decision and wanted to be part of the case. Fizzarolli came along as well, he would do the same for Blitzø and actually would want the first punch on whoever is the asshole that got his friend tortured and blamed.

"Yes, that's right." The prince nodded.

The gorgon looked at the computer before nodding, she smiled, "Well, looks like the Party Overlords had booked you six in one our best package treatment. Facial, nails, hot scrub, massages and more! Please, our two guides will help you settle in."

The two guides came in, one of them is a incubus that Stolas and Blitzø are well too familiar with, another is a female imp next to him, she appeared to come from Wrath based on her leg formation and horns. "Daniel?"

"Long time so see, Stolas." The incubus said as he offered the group a welcoming smile. "And good to see you too, Blitzø." He is better known as the 'Better than Blitzo' guy that Stolas had danced and kissed with. The two stayed in touch and remained friends for a while, Daniel was there to be like some sort of therapist figure for the prince, he was very chill and calm, one to not hold any grudges. The reason why he was at the party was because of his girlfriend, which is the female imp beside of him. He wanted to watch over her while she attended. "Nice to see you too, Dan, same with ya, Jen."

The female imp nodded, "Listen, Blitzø, what you did years ago... Don't do that..." She spoke.

She was probably talking about the time where Blitzø almost killed himself. "...That party never helped me, it was fun at first but it never helped me move on... I never enjoyed it..."

All the imp does is nod at the other female imp. "Y'know I'm making everything right to those I hurt..." As he said this, Tilla came over and placed a hand on her son's shoulder.

"And no one has ever had the balls to do that, you know? We maybe in Hell, but there are far worse assholes than those who try to make up for their wrongs. You're not an asshole as far as I know, no one even ask you to be one."

A small smile crept up at the imp as they continued their walk inside the resort. The Overlords had booked them a room and they would meet them later, as of now Alastor and Angel Dust were looking through a pamphlet given to them by Daniel, meanwhile, Blitzø, Stolas, Fizzarolli, and Tilla were changing into a plush robe provided by the spa resort.

"Look at these, a wrath-style mud bath alongside glutton berry facials, now that sounds so relaxing! And hey, even the numbing eucalyptus massage they even offer here to relax the tense parts!" Angel Dust said.

"So many activities to choose from at this point..." Alastor spoke. "As long as Angel accompany me, someone to hold me back if one of those pricks touch any areas of my body that I do not allow..."

"Aw, Al, ya know I always come with ya," The sinner spoke as he bends a little to nuzzle the deer's cheek. "We'll do things the one that you're comfortable with, don't worry!"

"You two can go on though, we did promise to meet with the Party Crashers in the hot springs." Blitzø stated as he, Fizzarolli, and Stolas came out wearing soft white robes.

"I mean, we were heading for the hot springs as well, we'll tag along with you."

He watched the two sinners enter the changing room to get change as well, they passed by Tilla, who came out of her changing station. "Those two are lovely, are they a couple too?" Tilla asked.

"Yes, actually." Stolas answered. "Believe us when we say this, it has been quite a shock really that the feared Radio Demon's paramour is the famous Porn Star from Pride and has actually had history together with him back when they were still humans."

"Didn't Angie liked listening to Al's radio show back when he was alive?" Blitzø asked.

The prince nodded, "It was also at a bar where Alastor met dear Angel, and the two quickly bonded together."

A warm smile crept over her face, "I think they're also a lovely company, and I can't believe the Radio Demon of all people would be one."

"Once you pass the creep factor and his bad rep, he's actually a cool guy to hang with." Blitzø spoke casually.

"Still, what's it with the people from the circus rubbing elbows with the higher ups? They either screw with us or give us a chance to revel in the glory with them or we end up fucking with them." Fizzarolli stated.

As far as Tilla knows, Blitzø is engaged with Stolas, is good friends with Vassago, Alastor, Charlie, Asmodeus, Beezlebub, and Lucifer, Fizzarolli is married to the Sin of Lust, Barbie now has a forming friendship with Stella, and Tilla herself, has two son-in-laws and a granddaughter of royalty, and the possibility of a daughter-in-law because of Stella. So yes, the circus folks they all grew up with are now mingling with the royalties as if they're casual friends and family.

"I guess it runs in the circus family then." Tilla joked.

The trio laughed at that, funny how the coincidental of their royal situationship and relationship. A knock on the door made them stop their laughing as Blitzø came over to answer it, opening the door revealed to be Vernias, the pink Overlord smiled at the sight of the group.

"Oh! You guys made it!" Vernias spoke happily.

"Ah, you must be one of the Party Overlords." Tilla said.

"Yep, it's nice to meet you ma'am," Vernias greeted as he politely bow down to her as a greeting. "You must be Blitzø's mom, Ms. Tilla?"

"Yes, that would be me,"

Blitzø came over next to her and Vernias turned to greet him as well. "Happy to meet a fellow Overlord to another, and glad you got my name right, usually I would remind some folks to call me by a silent 'O'." Blitzø replied as he shook Vernias' hand.

"Don't worry, I won't call you that, neither of us will." Vernias assured.

Fizzarolli came to view to greet the pink Overlord as well, "Ah, I see you got a lot more company as well! Best friend I suppose?"

"Yep, I'm sure you already know me due to many of the commercials and billboards in Hell." Fizzarolli stated.

"We made some research about you guys, so yeah. Fizzarolli, the star jester from Lust, former clown star of Mammon?"

"Mm hm, glad I dumped that fucking fatass after my last pageant." Fizzarolli said.

"Yeah, he's a jerk, we met him actually, he wanted to exploit us for some shit we didn't like." 

"Vern, you're taking too long with the greetings!"

Nick strides over and lightly shoved Vernias away from the door, just in time, Angel Dust and Alastor came out and are dressed in plush robes as well. The blue fox Overlord looked at them, "Sorry, but Vern can get ahead of himself when it comes to making friends, we wouldn't want to keep Brent and Sophist waiting."

"Oh, yes, lead the way then Nick." Stolas said.

The walk to the area where Sophist and Brent are isn't that far, the resort holds many facilities for their relaxtive activities, there are only twelve floors, with the ground being the lobby, the second being a café and restaurant, the third being a clinic, the fourth, fifth, and sixth floor being the facilities, the seventh to eleventh floor being the guest rooms, and the twelfth floor being the rooftop event's area where usual private parties can be hold.

Brent and Sophist are on the fifth floor, where the hot springs are located. Upon arriving, the were in one of the many pool springs, the color of the water being red while they slouch on the edge next to each other. The cat Overlord noticed Vernias and Nick and beckoned them over alongside the other demons they arrived with.

"Finally, y'all made it, we were getting bored so we decided to take a dip, come on get in with us!" Sophist stated.

Vernias and Nick put their robes to a nearby rack before the two joined with their other fellow Overlords. "You guys can hop in too!" Sophist added to the others.

Stolas and Blitzø were first after they removed their robes until they were both in their swimwear and they gingerly dipped themselves next to each other at the pink hot spring next to the red one on the left. Tilla and Fizz went to the one with the other Overlords, and Angel Dust and Alastor took the orange one which is at the right side of red.

"Hey, this ain't that bad!" Angel Dust spoke.

"Yeah, now go on and ease your mind while we all discuss, we booked this entire place in advance so no guests or prying eyes and ears will ever come to us." Brent said.

It was back to business then, but they would relax when it gets to a serious degree. It was also good that it's just them and no one else, the staff poses no threat as they only operate when called upon. "When the Goetias caught wind of us, they gave us a false promise, that's all they're good at... Until we met Stolas at our party." Vernias spoke.

"At first, we thought that he would be another stuck up pompous asshole that would flex their arrogant ass on us, but you're actually very nice and friendly to us." Nick spoke. "By the way, it was the Full Moon when our party happen, we're you able to perform your duty, dude?"

Despite the fire and the party, yes he was able to do so. He only has little sleep anyways because he kept thinking about what happened and Blitzø. In retrospect, it's not good for him and his health, he did not need Tilla scolding him for that when she found out.

"So what do you want to know?" Sophist asked, drinking a cup of tea while doing so.

"Did you stumble upon anything suspicious about the Goetias?" Blitzø asked.

"Sus you say?" Sophist smirked as he giggled at his own word, "Heh, among us... Anyways, yeah now this is where things gets really good."

"So... We were presented towards the other Ars Goetian kings when we rose together, we met all sorts of them, two in particular were out like a sore thumb, one being a raven and the other being a peacock." Nick spoke.

Stolas knew who he meant, King Zagan is Ophelia, Aamon, and Gusion's father and Cecilia's grandfather, he met him before and is a lot more friendly than the other elders. Zagan is one of the Goetias who supported the prejudice against imps and other lower class beings. Then the peacock must be Belial, Andrealphus and Stella's uncle.

"What about Zagan?" Blitzø asked.

Oh right, Zagan liked Blitzø, he makes Ophelia happy, Stolas remembered that his fiancé and friend had been friends for a while since Ophelia had invited him to her wedding with Clementine, a private wedding that Stolas was invited but declined due to preparations with Stella. He was supposed to be the best man, but when he declined, Clementine gave it to Blitzø, he was the only one that got invited from Clementine's side since it was months after the fire that Blitzø accidentally caused.

Clementine knew of it, he believe that it was an accident, he took Blitzø's side when no one couldn't and he could care less if he was casted out of the circus family, it was broken from the get go, it was broken ever since Blitzø develop his mental illness because of his dad being a jerk.

"He is different, he didn't want to get us involved because he knew... He's very nice and his intentions were at least genuine." Brent explained. "Belial on the other hand,"

"He's an asshole." Nick said bluntly, sipping on a cup of his own.

"He hates us, he hates lower beings, and he most likely hates Blitzø... Well, almost all the elders actually." Vernias said.

Almost all the elders, excluding Zagan then. "Is there anything else?"

"Well, the ones we think is sus would be King Bael and Balaam." Brent said.

The big three elders would be Paimon, Bael, and Balam, those three are the head of the council with the elders being their subordinates. Stolas remembered how busy Paimon is with them, hence why his father neglected him for his duties.

"I did overheard them talking about the Goetias who aren't high ranking enough is causing some sort of revolt..." Sophist stated.

"Hm, what if... They were discussing about the Goetias who doesn't have much power or title? They have full support on you and your crowing, most likely a handful of them would go after some Goetias who are higher than them." Brent spoke.

"Think about it, who is most likely the one to have enough resources to pull off a kidnapping and pull off an assassination stage? An Ars Goetia, and who is most likely to target their kind because they were envious of whatever title or power they don't have? An Ars Goetia." Nick explained.

So it is confirmed that an Ars Goetia is most likely the suspect. Maybe multiples, "Maybe even the lesser beings are also involved due to their past treatments, it can't just be any lower being, it has to have some sort of connection with the Ars Goetia." Vernias added.

It is a group of those who were abused then, but who is leading them. "Do you have any likely suspects who gets along with lower beings?" Brent asked.

"Well, there is Philly, but no, why would she want this bullshit to happen? Saleos already got hurt, she has been spending time with her brothers more or tend to the archives to even be doing anything like that." Stolas answered.

"Well, that won't do, we met Lady Ophelia before and she is too nice to do some sort of shit like this..."

"I doubt that Stella would even do this either." Tilla spoke up, "I talked to her once, and again, why would she target her brother, even if she has no title, she's to weak willed to be up against an elder."

"Well, shit!" Nick cursed. "We are getting nowhere, but at least we have listed down some traits, based on their actions."

"So let me recall what I am hearing," Angel Dust piped up, "We're dealing with some rogue Goetias who wanted to kill their kind due to their past mistreatment from the higher ups and they're working together with those who hate the Goetias in doing so?"

There was silence.

"Yes." All four of the Party Overlords said.

"Hm, it seemed that in order for them to pull it off, they need a high ranking one, so one of a famous Goetia has to be responsible for this whole fiasco." Alastor said.

"But who would do that, there are fucking 72 High Ranking excluding the kings and a few others?" Fizzarolli pointed out.

As if on cue, two phones has vibrated through the usually calm spring area. Through the sounds of flowing water, Stolas could hear the sounds of his and Blitzø's phones vibrating in their robe pockets. Blitzø was first to take it out of the pocket with his magic as he sets his tea down. 

Cecilia was calling.

"Why is Lily calling?" Stolas asked when he peered over Blitzø's phone, when he looked at his own phone he noticed that Loona is calling him.

Both answered the girl's call.

"Hey, uh... St- I mean, papa, we kinda have a situation here..." Loona spoke.

"Moonstone, what's going on? Are you and Via okay?" Stolas asked.

"We are... Um... It's..." He heard his Starfire answering him, but she seemed hesitant.

"We were hanging out with Cecilia in her home and then all of the sudden we're now strapped at the back of a horse!" Loona explained.

Dread immediately fell on Stolas as he knew what that meant. Octavia and Loona are kidnapped by Striker, because who else has a horse and would have the balls to hurt his Moonstone and Starfire.

"Is it Striker?!" Stolas asked, panicked.

"No, it's some hooded guy, we're on top of Striker's horse, but the hooded guy is not him." Octavia answered.

"H-Hold on, girls, I'll come find you, I'll go get help!" Stolas panicked.

"Dad, what about Lia?!" Octavia asked.

"What do you mean they got kidnapped?!" Blitzø exclaimed.

Stolas turned to Blitzø who is angrily gripping his phone. "Yes, your daughters and my daughter got kidnapped in front of my eyes and I'm now on the floor and can't get up, I'm using Cecilia's phone that almost got broken by the captor!"

"Sal, what the fuck happened?!" A demonic undertone engulfed Blitzø's voice at the mention of his goddaughter and daughters that got kidnapped.

"I'm sorry, Blitzø, I didn't mean to be careless, I swear to Lucifer that I was keeping an eye on them, it's just that they burst through the wall and has blasted a blessed bullet on my leg, I couldn't protect them and I should've acted faster!" Saleos cried. "They took Loona and Via, my daughter got taken by someone else!"

There was silence.

"Blitzø...?"

A growl escaped as Blitzø crushed his phone into bits as a dark aura surrounded him. Tilla covered her mouth from the sight she is seeing while Fizz held to her tightly. Angel Dust and Alastor had a concern look at their face while the Party Crashers watched with neither fear or anxiousness. Stolas approached him carefully after he ended his call with Loona.

"Blitzy...?"

"GOD Ḓ̵̣̬͕͉̤̄̒́̈́͌̀̍̚ͅA̶͙̝̪̲̣͝Ą̶͓͈̗͙͎͋̍̄̐͜͜A̸̡͚̤͍͖̜͎̽̈́̾͋̉͒̉A̸̦͇̦͛̔̀̈́͝A̴̘͆̉̈́͜͠A̵̻̲̲͓̼͑͗͗͠M̶̨͔͚͓͈͇̳̞̋M̸̧̟͎͓̮̞̕͜M̸͇̟͓̌̓Ṉ̴̼̭͆͊͑N̶̥̜͇̥̞͉̮̟͋̂̾N̵̛͉͇̠̣̗̝͚̎͛Ň̸̛͙̪̖̺̈́̿̐Ĭ̷̧̩͈̈́̂̋̆̋̎I̵̢͖̯̓̓̏Í̵͓͉̰̇͆́͑͘̕͝Ḯ̶̢̢̡̡̘̹̀̋͊͘Ḭ̶̗͕̬̰̮̼̒̕Ḯ̷̡̿̍͑͠I̵̯̜̘̘͕͉͍͎͋̔̅̏̔́́̚T̷̥̞̣̦̠̜̙̙̿̄̈́̈́̈̕͘T̷̜̗̗̰̤̱̞͚͛͑͊͝T̵̝͈̮͉̄͌̉͠T̵̨͕̞͊̈́̅̏̊̀̐͘T̷͍͍̲̪͐̾͋͘͘!!!"

Blitzø has transformed into his eldritch form- a large and slender black horned monster that is similar to a dragon, he has a pair of large wings, more spikes, and his insignia is glowing in blood red. In addition to that, he gained an extra pair of eyes underneath his normal pair which both are glowing in red and a glowing red aura outlined his features from his scales, spikes, claws, tail, and scars.

"Holy shit..." Sophist breathed out as he watched Blitzø smashed through the wall and flew out in great speed.

The stunned group that was left behind were either terrified or concern at what they have witnessed but they all said the same thing to emphasize on what's next.

"Fuck."

Chapter Text

23 years earlier...

King Zagan's estate is just as grand as Paimon's mansion which obviously gave Blitzø a bit of goosebumps. He was here to meet Clementine, an old friend from the circus who has always see the good in him despite how insecure he is.

Clementine is like Fizzarolli and Barbie combined, he is protective and fierce like his twin, he is playful and silly like Fizz, a combination of his two favorite demon in his world. Blitzø knocked on the door and he was greeted by a tall female Goetia. She is a swan, with pristine white feathers, blue eyes, and an bright orange beak. She wore a light blue dress with a dark blue ribbon belt, on her feathered hair is a red lily flower pin.

She smiled cheek to cheek as when she saw Blitzø. "Blitzø! It's so nice to see you again after the wedding a few months ago!"

"Great to see you in great spirit as well, Phil. Hey, is Clem here?" Blitzø asked.

"Yes, he is so excited to show you something!" Ophelia stated.

She took ahold of his wrist and excitingly dragged Blitzø into the estate, passing by a portrait he couldn't help but smile when he saw it. It was a wedding portrait of the swan and his friend, Clementine is in a black tuxedo with his hair slick back and he wore blue shades while smiling next to his Goetian bride. Between them, arms locking on their shoulder is Blitzø himself, smiling proudly at the newly wed as he joined them in to which both bride and groom laughed with pure joy.

They made it to a room and when Ophelia opened it, Blitzø is met with a sight he was very surprised to see. Clementine is holding what appeared to be a baby chick, but the nestling had two small underdeveloped horns on the tuft of black head feathers. The baby is female based on her tiny horns, her legs are impish similar to his own when he was a kid and her tail is also of imp heritage with a tuft of feathers at the end instead of a spade.

"Blitzø, hey... Glad you're here." Clementine spoke softly.

The nestling is curled up in her father's arms as she sleeps blissfully while the scarred imp looked in awe and fondness at the baby hybrid.

"Is she...?"

"Yep, I finally did it, I fucking did the impossible." Clementine nodded. "I now have a child of my dreams, and she's beautiful."

"What's her name?" Blitzø asked as he looked her over, she's adorable for a hybrid.

"We were hoping on letting you have the honer of naming her." Ophelia spoke as she came over and placed a hand on Blitzø's shoulder. "We tried to come up with names like Harriet, Jessica, Monica, but she doesn't seem like one to us..."

Blitzø thought for a moment, but that came to a halt when he heard a small peep coming from the chick, the nestling is awake and she is squinting her eyes at him. Her eyes are impish despite being Goetian- shaped, they're just like his and Clementine's sclera, but he could see a hazy blue pupil within her eyes.

"She seems to have trouble seeing..." Blitzø commented.

Her little chirps are creating such melody as if she's trying to sing to him. "What a cutie... Hm, I actually thought of one for the little flower."

"Oh? It better not be a horse name, dude." Clementine deadpanned.

"No." Blitzø hissed as he look back at the infant in his friend's arms. "I was actually thinking about naming her, Cecilia."

"Cecilia?" Clementine repeated.

"Well, doesn't Cecilia mean blind, she seems to have trouble seeing, but then there is this person from the topside name Saint Cecilia, who is the patron of music. The little nugget is clearly singing with all her chirping."

Ophelia looked at her daughter who continue to chirp towards Blitzø, she could also see what Blitzø meant when the baby is having trouble seeing, her pupils are hazy. "Oh shit, we should get that looked, Aamon knows a good and trusted doctor... But going back to the name, that does sound lovely... Also, how the hell do you know this shit?"

"Sometimes college get to stuck it in on me with the history bullshit." Blitzø shrugged.

"Hm, yeah, I like it." Clementine beamed. "I gotta say, you're improving with this naming skill, thought you would name her Butter Biscuits or Dynamite."

"Geez, those are reserve for horses... and I mean... I did wish on having kids on my own, y'know. Even if adopted, I would still love them." Blitzø spoke.

"Which is why we would want to ask you to be Cecilia's godfather." Ophelia spoke up.

"M-Me?"

Blitzø stuttered, words stuck on his throat as his eyes is wide open. "Yes, you... I trust you a lot Blitzø even after all the 'bad' things you claim to do. I know you're not what Cash says you are, you're more than what you think and what those awful motherfuckers says, and I trust you because I know you wouldn't dare to be a fool to leave me hanging."

A small smile appeared on his face as it glittered with fondness and tears. "Clem, this is a big honor..."

"Blitzø, come on, we both know what you're made off. One day you will make a big name out of yourself, but for now, I dubbed thee, Godfather of Cecilia Goetia-Thorne." Clementine proudly announced which earned him a chuckle from Ophelia, a peep from his infant, and a snort from Blitzø. "Do you wanna hold her?"

Blitzø nodded as Clementine guided his arms so he could properly hold Cecilia. The nestling is now looking at him despite her eyes being hazy, she could tell that she is being held by a friendly face. Her small hands started to fondle with his striped shirt as she warmly nuzzle him. "Aw, hey there little wildflower, I'm your Godfather, and don't worry... Once you get older, you'll see and do the most exciting shit ever to come eventually!"

The chick peeped happily as Blitzø cradled her close. A bond and thought was formed at that very day.

It was because of Cecilia that he adopted Loona, it was one of the reasons why Blitzø adopted her. Blitzø not only he sees himself through Loona, but he remembered the times he has spent with Cecilia when she was a fluffy nestling, he learned that every kid deserves love and a smile once in a while, something he was able to give to Loona even though she has a hard exterior.

When Clementine passed away due to his sickness, Blitzø has made a promise to him that he will look after Cecilia from time to time, even if she's now a young adult and even though she still has Saleos since he is her stepfather. Saleos married Ophelia for the sake of familial gains and duties when Cecilia was a year old. Both respect each other and have a mutual trust with each other even though they both never had an intimate love like a couple, Clementine gets along well with the Goetia, and so does Blitzø, he was very kind to imps and other lower beings just like how Ophelia and her brothers treats them.

It was a great memory, Cecilia was the first experience he has in parenting and being one even though he barely talks to her or Ophelia after Clementine died.

In his anger, he went after her, he knew Stolas would go for Via and Loona, but because Saleos is badly injured again, he went after Cecilia. With connections and because of his powers, he was able to detect where the hybrid is being taken to. And he was right previously, Stolas, after leaving the spa in a rush, chased down after the figure who kidnapped his daughters, aiding him is Millie and Moxxie, who caught wind of this and didn't hesitate to jump down to help.

"The last I heard in the background would be the sounds of a Hellhawk, they're probably at Wrath." Stolas spoke.

He was at the backseat of the van while Millie and Moxxie were in front, driving the IMP van is great speed as they exit the Pride ring. Stolas would have pay for the property damage if only Alastor would let him, stating that the situation was dire enough to let him take care of it. Tilla and Fizzarolli would be sent back home with the Party Crashers taking care of them after they're done, they would call Asmodeus for Fizz and Barbie for Tilla.

"Most likely in Striker's old hideout because where else would be convenient for a good spot to do torture?" Moxxie spoke.

"But, I don't get it, it's not Striker that kidnapped them, but this feller is using his horse to do the bidding." Millie said.

"I'm confused too, but right now, I want my girls safe in this van, and I want to scold my fiancé for running off and leaving me behind on this." Stolas huffed. "He's also in big trouble, he isn't allowed to leave Pride."

"Don't worry, Stolas, we'll get them back, we'll immediately go to Blitzø when we know that the girls are safe and when we're with them."

All the prince could do is nod as he try not to think of scenarios that would most likely not help him at the slightest. He may have been kidnapped and got away with scars, but he realized somethings when he was bound by blessed ropes. Striker has opened his eyes to something, how Blue Bloods like him are arrogant and ignorant rich assholes who does nothing but flaunt their wealth and step on the lower beings. He isn't wrong and Blitzø was the proof of his ignorance and classist attitude towards him.

Another is how that he could get hurt- well, all royals aren't exactly immortal, he believe that he's powerful enough to withstand something that no human can survive, he never took account to on blessed weapons. His shoulder, thighs, and cheek were proof of it as well as Blitzø's shoulder, torso, thighs, and arms when the imp got tortured. Blitzø can withstand a lot more things now that he is an Overlord, but that doesn't mean he is invincible.

He has full faith that Octavia and Loona would be fine, even when dire situations, both Hellhound and Goetia princesses are incredible fighters, both are magic users and combat fighters, and he had seen Octavia being sneaky enough to get passed a heavily guarded mansion when she went on her first mission in IMP. But, this is a threat for more dangerous than Striker, this big con weighs down the many pros Stolas has set in his mind. He would be strong for his Moonstone and Starfire, he has to.

They took Cecilia to Greed, Blitzø saw the black feather that he was way too familiar with at the edge of Gluttony near the Greed boarders. He manage to track down the hybrid and spotted her tufted feather tail being dragged into an abandoned warehouse.

Before he did leave for Wrath, Blitzø has told the kidnapping to Lucifer and begged him to let him leave the Pride Ring despite his prohibition for the sake of rescuing Cecilia, the king agreed but in the condition of bringing Vassago along to ensure not only his safety but also for some extra power. They got onto the trail when they saw a feather near a familiar warehouse, it was hastily built back to it's former glory, inside it now has a large dangerous tub filled with Holy Water underneath a cage with the hybrid trapped in it. Both Goetia and Imp looked through the window and saw the hybrid herself in the cage, she has ripped her binds apart but she's still trap inside the cage.

"So how are we going to get to her without getting spotted?"

Looking back inside, the cage is guarded by hooded figures, the leading figure is a red robed one with who is watching the cage intently, they're not dropping her down yet, but they will soon if they won't act fast.

"You see that window over there?" Blitzø pointed through the open window over next to them. "I'll get in there and create a diversion, you go and free Cecilia while I keep them occupied, once you have Lily, you'll portal her back to her mom and we'll go find Stolas who is probably with M&M on finding Loona and Octavia."

"Blitzø if anything happens to you, your mother and Stolas will have my head, so you better be careful."

"I got it, Red, it'll be fine." He spoke 

Blitzø went in through the window and used the shadows to his advantage to sneak through, Vassago would wait in the shadows near a pile of stacked boxes where it is close to the cage. When nearing the many figures, Blitzø overheard their conversation.

"I can't believe we're doing this shit." A female voice complained.

"Yeah, but ya heard Madame Cassiopeia, that bitch is gonna drown us if we don't do this." A male voice spoke.

Cassiopeia?

Blitzø has heard that name before, but he can't remember when and where he has heard it. He watched closer and listened carefully again. The other two figures are approached by the leader.

"Well, I don't get her anyways," the leader huffed, "I don't even know why I work with that bitch anyways, she hates us, she hates hybrids hence why if she finds one, she would immediately had it slaughtered. This one though, she wants her boiled down."

"Her methods are different, did you not see what she did to Lady Aqua's child?"

"Shit! That sight was terrible!" The male one spoke to her, "The devastation she has when he was presented to her, his singular eye missing and his body all mangled and twisted to a degree..."

A shiver ran down Blitzø's spine, that poor child, anger twisted him as his own powers slowly flared up as his eyes glowed dangerously red. The figures continued to speak, "Have ya also heard about the drama with her and Paimon?"

"Oh yeah, glad that bastard dump her ass the moment he knew what she was doing, I almost feel sorry for that asshole for marrying a bitch like her."

Paimon?

As in King Paimon, his father-in-law and Stolas' father? Then that means that Cassiopeia is his mother, but what did she do that made Paimon divorce her?

"Yeah, who wouldn't want to dump her ass? I mean, not only was she so obsessive and bitchy about the whole Hell as if she rules it, but she's a horrible mother and wife, cheated on Paimon as well for another bird because the king is so boring and that her son is a wrinkly little fetus, all birds starts featherless, dumbass!"

"Yeah, cheated on him for Duke Agares of all Goetias, I may hate Paimon for what he did to my old man, but I hate his wife more with a burning passion."

"Guys, let's just focus on dipping the hybrid into the holy water, we can hate on our boss when she's not pecking on our ass."

From his position, Vassago's eyes widen at that information, he saw Blitzø seething with rage and fear dreaded his eyes. He hid himself, preparing for a malestrom known as Blitzø's wrath. The imp went out of the shadows and appeared in front of the three perpetrators, his magic flaring dangerously in dark red.

"Oh shit!"

"What the hell is he doing here?!"

Cecilia snapped her bored expression, looked out of the cage, and saw the imp in all his raging glory. "You'll pay for touching her...!"

"W-wait, your highness, you got to understand we-"

The figure didn't have the chance to finish as Blitzø transformed in front of their eyes in his eldritch form and promptly roared at them before grabbing them with his tail. 

"I hate my job!!"

The figure is tossed away into a bunch of boxes and it fell on them. Blitzø dangerously whip his head on the other two goons who are now cowering in fear and their skin comically pale like a ghost.

"I don't get paid enough for this shit."

"Same honestly."

Blitzø then grabbed the two with his large clawed hand.

"I fucking hate that bitch!!!"

They don't know how long they were tied up, but this is straight up the most eventful day they have experienced. Not only were they kidnapped and separated from Cecilia, but, they were brought in to Striker's old lair for a female Goetia and an Imp to greet them. Octavia and Loona did nothing as they watched a female Goetia walked towards them. Beside her is the female imp, they seemed to be of both their father's age, they're observing them from top to bottom.

Loona snarled at the imp when she touched and inspected Octavia's face. She wasn't bothered by it one bit, she just continued to study them like they're a new found specie.

"Yes, she has Stolas' feature, what a sweet child." The Goetia spoke.

"She reminds me of Atlas..." The imp sighed sadly as she cut the rope, this confused both girls when they removed their binds.

"What the fuck is happening?" Loona asked.

"Sorry, dear, we were just trying to protect you, even though if the method is a bit, unorthodox..." The imp spoke as she went inside into a small cave.

The female Goetia beckoned the two over and they followed them inside. The cave is leads to an exit where there is a small little house in the middle of nowhere, they went in and they took in the homey environment, a big contrast from the band and wrecked hideout. There's a comfy couch and two chairs next to it with a small television in front of them, there's a stair that leads to the upper floor and the door next to the living room leads to the kitchen. 

"Please, have a seat dears, I will explain everything to you." The female Goetia said.

"I'll go check on the twins, they're probably wondering what is happening." The imp said as she went upstairs.

The two young adults sat on the couch as the Goetia sat on the singular couch next to Loona. "You said that we will talk, so, what is going on? What do you mean by you're protecting us?" Octavia asked.

"I'm sorry it has come to that way, dear. You have been through a lot since the divorce and all the drama that happened years ago, but you and your sister are in danger, same with your fathers and those they have been close to." The woman spoke.

"Yeah, I know that papa is in danger, and mum and Uncle Andre got hurt, but why?"

"I've been asking that way too many times, but if you ask me, vengeance would be the motivation to hurt your family." She sighed.

"Vengeance on what? What did dad even do?!" Loona asked. "Dad didn't even piss anyone off for years now!"

"Well... The demon you're dealing with happens to be a very, very cruel and selfish Goetia, but it isn't just her who wants vengeance towards your father, dear." She spoke. "She wants to get rid of the imp prince as well to prevent... more of them..."

"More of what?"

"Mommy!"

A voice chimed in, a white feathered haired male imp came down. Alongside him is a another one, but he has more bird features than his brother.

"Kids! Wait, mommy is busy!" The imp cried as she fell down the stairs when she tried to catch her impish son.

"Oh, Neia..." A sigh and an amuse smile crept on her beak as she took one of the twins up her arms. "Castor, how are you and Pollux after your nap?"

"Mommy, I dreamed of a space school with space ships and aliens! Pol dreamt about an underwater kingdom with fishies and seahorses!" Castor chirped.

"That sounds like a wonderful dream, my little shooting star and bubble pearl."

"Mommy, who are they?" Pollux asked as he pointed his small finger at Loona and Octavia.

"Kids, these two young ladies are Prince Stolas and Blitzø's daughters, Princess Loona and Octavia."

The two kids gasped as their blue/green eyes sparkled at them. Pollux went towards Loona, while Castor clumsily hopped down his mother's lap and went to Octavia. "Whoa! They're so big!" Castor exclaimed

"And so cool!" Pollux gushed.

"So... Wait, are you saying that... she hates hybrids?" Octavia asked as she picked up Pollux and placed him on her lap.

"Yeah." Neia spoke up as she leaned beside the chair next to the Goetia. "Aqua and I had another child, our first... When that bitch laid an eye on him when she found out about it, she threw a fit right there in front of us and had swore to kill him. And what do you know, she did... The cruelest thing a mother has to witness, the body was delivered to us, such a sick twisted whore."

"Neia, there are children here..." Aqua scolded lightly.

"Big brother Atlas is gone because of that mean demon." Castor muttered as he plopped himself beside Loona to which she placed her paw on his hair.

"I wanted to meet him again, we only met him when we were still in eggs." Pollux mumbled.

"Which is why we were trying to protect you." Aqua spoke to both Loona and Octavia, "But, they took your friend, who knows what she would do to her."

"Wait, did you...?"

"Kidnapped your father? No, if anything we were looking out for him for a while now, she has been plotting to kill him, obviously it did not happen." Neia explained. "And as for the Goetic Genocide, that wasn't us either, in fact... It was also her doing as well, trying to get rid off the Ars Goetia who are not only attempting to change their ways, but because she knew they have the powers to stop her from getting what she wants."

"And that is...?"

Neia was about to speak, but there was a knock on the door. "I'll get it!" Castor eagerly hopped down and went towards the door. When he opened it, he was greeted by a tall figure and two imps.

"Wow, you're so tall!" Castor beamed up at him.

"Um... Yes, I suppose so, little one." The tall one chuckled at the child. "May I ask you something?"

"Is that your papa, Octavia?" Pollux asked when he saw who was at the door, he hopped down of Octavia and walked towards his twin.

"Dad!" Octavia called.

Stolas looked at Octavia and he immediately rushed towards her and Loona. "Oh, my Starfire and Moonstone, you're both safe!" He cried as he hugged the two in a tight hug.

"We're fine, stop, it's getting tight...!" Loona croaked.

Stolas then looked at the two female demons looking at him. "And who might you ladies be?"

"This is Aqua and Neia, they're the ones who 'kidnapped' us." Loona spoke adding air quotation on the word kidnapped.

"Aqua and Neia...?" Stolas has heard those name before, they are indeed, Tilla's old co-worker and master, they are alive.

"That's us... Sorry about the mess, but we were just trying to save your butts from a bigger threat." Neia spoke.

"Wait, so... You're not the one who kidnapped Blitzø or caused the Goetic Genocide?" Moxxie asked.

"Nope, also, by the way, where is your better half?" Aqua asked Stolas.

He tasted blood.

Blitzø has never eaten a whole demon before. It tasted quite delicious, is this how Alastor felt when he ate those pesky loan shark demons that almost destroyed the hotel? 

Well, it was satisfying nonetheless, the gooey blood drip his lips, the demon's corpse slid down his long throat when he tilted his head. Fresh and delightful. He could give the next one to Alastor, but he has to focus on something first.

He turned towards the cage, Vassago has successfully broke the bars and guided Cecilia out, of course it goes unnoticed by the other figures who are in the area and they tried shooting Vassago down. The prince is not a fighter, but he's also a fast runner and great defender. Summoning a star shaped shield and blocking off the multiple bullets that would attempt to bring both him and the hybrid down.

Blitzø would grab one by one each of the goons who were shooting at Vassago and crushed them or throw them away, they most definitely won't survive whatever he did to them. When he saw the two escaped through the window, he immediately wrapped his tail on three dazed up goons and zipped through the portal with his ethereal like body.

The moment he leaves the warehouse, it collapse due to the heavy amount of damage he has done to the place.

It doesn't matter though, Cecilia is safe, he got three idiots as hostage, and he didn't even get hurt, and same with Vassago. The prince opened a portal to the Hazbin Hotel where Lucifer and Charlie are waiting, the three stepped in and Blitzø brought the goons along with him, having to dump them on the couch Charlie and Lucifer were previously occupying. Vaggie came in just in time as well with a tea set and a first aid kit for emergency.

"I'm glad you're all okay, you're not hurt, right?" Charlie asked as she came over to inspect Blitzø's arms and body.

"We're fine, Char-Char," Blitzø spoke. "And at least I manage to keep a promise."

"Good." Lucifer spoke firmly. "Well, now that that's settled, what about these three folks here?"

"We would question them, they were saying some shit about a Goetia that is killing off hybrids and killing off the Goetias to stop them from preventing whoever that asshole is for something they want." Blitzø spoke coldly. "If they don't... I will make them talk, I will show them the true meaning of agony that I have showed the souls of their dead comrades I have fucking devoured back there if they don't cooperate."

Everyone stared at Blitzø with a mix of shock and concern. "Wait, wait, wait, hold on, killing off hybrids?! What the fuck?!" Lucifer exclaimed. "The Goetias are doing something that dirty behind my back?!"

There was a law that Lucifer has implemented, slaughtering or torturing of young ones or children is forbidden. The reason for this is because Lucifer is a family man, whenever a Goetia ask him to slaughter their bastard children, he would feel absolute rage at that question, but the fact that there are some doing this behind his back made him want to blow up a ring in hell. It almost happened.

"And did you just ate their comrades?" Vaggie asked, visible disgust on her face when she pictured it.

"They will talk, I will make them wish death if they don't... slowly I would break them."

"Blitzø..."

Charlie placed a hand on his shoulder and he flinched harshly at the contact. But he calmed down once he saw Vassago looking at him with fear, Cecilia was gripping both her arms tightly, he doesn't need to traumatize her more than she already was, Ophelia and Saleos wouldn't want that. The assassin sighed as he let Charlie kneel down and gently pat his back, he only let those he trusted the most do physical affections like this to him, Charlie is one of them since she is not only his therapist but like a sister figure to him.

"We'll find a way, okay? Until then, we should probably call Ophelia and Stolas, tell them that you found Cecilia safe, besides Stolas called us earlier and had found Loona and Octavia." Charlie spoke.

Oh right, his Loonie and Vivi, he has to know if they're alright. They were separately kidnapped by someone, who is most likely involved with these freaks. When Charlie let go, he turned to Cecilia.

"Sweetie, I didn't mean to let you see that... Ugh, look, you already went through a lot, I didn't want to scare you further."

The hybrid went towards him and bends to his level, "I'm not scared actually... well, a little but, it's fine, you did what you have to do just to rescue me... I thought you would go for Via and Loona though since they're your daughters."

"Lily... you were one of the reasons why I wanted to be a dad in the first place. You're technically my first daughter, I'm your godfather, remember? If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have adopted Loonie and treat Vivi like her."

Cecilia looked at him with wide eyes, her beak slightly open at the revelation. "Tito..."

"I mean it, Lily..."

The hybrid slowly wrapped her arms around him, hugging him gently as he patted her feathered hair. "I... Thank you, Tito."

"Always will be for you, my Wildflower."

That nickname he has given her, it always stuck out to her a lot since it's not just a nickname from her name like Lily, Cici or Lia, she liked that name since she was a kid, it was what her mother and fathers call her all the time.

"When this blows over, can we hang out like we used to do before? I miss spending time with my godfather." Cecilia asked.

"Sure kid, we can bring Loona and Octavia too, all my daughters together!"

"Yes, and can I pick the place?"

"Save it for later, sweetie, we have a fucking interrogation to do."

He heard Vassago cleared his throat, "Not before we call Stolas and your mom and dad, they're gonna come for my ass if I didn't call them soon."

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"She did this...?!"

When Stolas was informed about what Blitzø had spoken when he went to the hotel. Via and Loona were escorted home by Millie and Moxxie while Stolas goes to Blitzø after he learned new informations as well. He was shocked to believe that his very own blood-lined family member is responsible for this whole mess. But it wasn't just her, informations from a bunch of contacts that Party Crashers has provided has stated that she got other Goetias to join the cause, one of them is Allocer, Agares' best friend, which made sense since the both have the most foulest reputation amongst the Goetia, then there is Balam and Bael, which further confirms the Party Crashers' first suspicion about them. To no one's surprise, Belial is also part of this whole shit, which explains why he pinned the blame on Blitzø.

"They will pay...!" Blitzø muttered.

"Auntie Cassie did this...?" Stolas asked.

"Wait, she's your aunt?" Blitzø asked. "Fuck, I thought she was your mom."

"N-No, she's my mother's older sister, my mother's name is Diana, and she also has a brother, my Uncle Thanatos." Stolas explained.

"Oh shit, and your aunt had a fucking affair with your old man." Blitzø spoke.

"Wait what?!"

His dad cheated on his mother for her sister? "But... Why.... Father never said anything about Cassiopeia being his affair, when did it happen?"

"The moment your mom disappeared." Blitzø answered.

That is all what the three captured goons had to say after he, Lucifer, and Vaggie interrogated them. What was even more of a shock is that Paimon didn't know what Cassiopeia is doing behind his back and that his comrades and so called friends, Bael and Balam are involved in this.

"How are we going to fight this? We still have Blitzø's trial to deal with." Vassago asked.

"I think I know how."

They all turned to the source of the voice that said that. Athalia stood in the entrance of the hotel with Jezebel beside her. "I'll be supporting your case here since I've been on helping you for the past week, didn't expect that a kidnapping/missing incident can lead into some sort of political scandal and crime that was ongoing for a long while." She said as she walked towards the others.

"Ms. Athalia, it has been a while now." Stolas spoke.

"Blame the writer's block for forgetting about me." Athalia said coolly. "Anyways, I think I have the solution, you have evidences and witnesses of those who are affected by this crime, not only that, those goons have no choice but to confess, they cannot lie or weasel their way out because Lucifer was there when you interrogated them." She said as she gestured her hand at the tied up goons and Lucifer talking to Charlie behind them. "What's more, you have the support of the Overlords and a few Goetias who are seeing the gravity of the situation. The higher ups cannot try to smooth talk their way out of this, plus Andrealphus and Stella would want to put in a statement after what has happened to them, it was also by King Beleth's orders as well."

"Oh right, didn't you say that Stella got hurt and Andrealphus lost an eye? Obviously they would be the biggest evidence of the genocide, Andy survived and he believe that it wasn't me who committed the murder spree." Blitzø said.

Athalia nodded, "While I do not want to endanger those who are hiding, I think it's time that they should speak up, I made my research and there are tons of demons who formerly worked for Cassiopeia and are in hiding ever since they left her for good."

"I will gather them and convince them to support us." Vassago spoke up, "We would need all the help we can get."

Athalia had gotten straight into action by whipping out her phone, Vassago joined her to help rally up the contacts to coordinate with each other.

Meanwhile, Stolas slumped down on the sofa next to Blitzø. He really couldn't believe it that his own auntie is responsible for this whole mess, and at the same time, his own father cheated on his wife, isn't that familiar? But the difference is that his previous affair with Blitzø made him happy and gave him the strength to pluck up the courage to stand up for himself, despite the ups and downs that came with it, Blitzø was the real reason why he found more happiness in his life.

"Are you okay?" Blitzø asked.

"It's just... What is happening really? I don't do well with inconvenient surprises in every corner I turn. One moment I'm dealing with a missing person's case, the next thing I know is that you're being blamed, our daughter's got 'kidnapped' and now I learned that my own auntie/stepmother is the one responsible for this whole mess?!"

"No offense, Stols, but... even though we all heard this excuse before, we're in Hell, miracles are all up in Heaven while we have plagues and curses." Blitzø stated.

"I'd rather think about fucking you in this couch right now, I know my fantasies has no place to be here right about now, but I really want a distraction. Not only do I miss you, but I miss our time in bed together other than cuddling." Blitzø snorted at that statement, he will not deny that he missed fornicating with owl.

"I'm just going to pretend I didn't hear that."

Both looked up and saw Tilla standing there, she made her way to the couch and the boys immediately sat up straight. "Mama, I'm..."

"No need to, my Red Lightning, I understand why you did that." Tilla spoke gently, "But please, don't ever do that that again, you had me worried and terrified for my dear heart to handle."

Blitzø winced slightly, "Sorry, Ma..." He spoke softly.

Tilla inserted herself between the two, putting her hands on Blitzø's spines and Stolas' feathered head, patting her sons gently as they hooted/purred softly at the motion. "I heard and... Oh, Cass, you're still bitter till the very end."

Stolas looked at the female imp with widen eyes, "Y-You know Aunt Cassie?"

"Yes, unfortunately, I suppose it would be the right time to tell you that I have once experience the same song and dance before." Tilla spoke.

"We're you friends with her?" Blitzø asked.

"Hells no, I was friends with her sister, Diana, she and I were very close when we were kids, she is a lot like you, Stolas." Tilla said, she turned to Stolas who looks at her with shock.

"Momma, did you... Were you...?"

History repeats itself it seems, but he can't be so sure about that since he can't just assume that she was sold to his mother just like Blitzø for a cheap price. Tilla nodded her head as she sighed wistfully, "Diana and I were inseparable, we met when we we're very little, her family isn't that kind..."

46 years earlier...

A 9 year old Tilla is looking at the young Goetia owl princess with curiosity as she hid behind her mother.

"Well, run along now, isn't she what you wanted?"

The girl nodded meekly as she went towards Tilla, she is shy, the imp could tell, she doesn't seem so vocal or full of energy, she seems like an introvert, a sort of far contrast to Tilla's sunshine and bubbly personality, but she can't just assume that just yet.

"I'm Tilla."

"I'm Diana," she bowed curtly. "It's a pleasure to meet- ow!"

She was given a small slap behind her back much to Tilla's shock. "Don't bow to her, she bows to us, fool!" Her mother scolded her.

"Sorry, mother..." 

Her mother, satisfied by her apology, perfected her posture once more before walking back inside the manor, leaving Tilla stunned at what she saw, Diana sighed as she looked back at the imp.

"Well, come along now I guess..." She sounded sad. "I-I didn't think mommy would buy you, how much did she pay your family for you to visit me?"

Tilla recalled what both her mother and father said, 'I know it's scary, but we needed the money, just as long as you be good to them and play nice with the little princess, don't worry about us, okay,? We will treat you for being so brave.'.

50, 000 bucks just to play with a lonely girl. That doesn't sound right, while anyone would do anything for money, it's clear that Diana's parents didn't want to deal with her so they payed someone who is desperate for cash. What awful parents.

"50,000, I think..." Tilla muttered.

Diana sighed, a small frown appeared on her beak. "I don't think I wanna play, I didn't mean to waste your time."

Tilla shook her head, "No, I mean... Come on why don't we do something else if not play, what do you want to do?"

The owlet looked at her, "N-no one has ever asked me that..."

"Ask you what?"

"What I want... I don't get to do a lot of stuff." Diana spoke meekly.

"Aren't you a princess, surely you do whatever you want to do without being hold back by anything." Tilla said, confused about the whole information Diana has told her, the young princess. 

She shook her head, "Sadly no, I hate it actually... So many do's and don't's, I can't even do the things that I love, which is to read about the stars and draw a lot about them. Instead, I'm expected to learn etiquette and other lady like lessons just to court with someone I do not love."

Tilla frowned, she didn't know that, that sounded awful to try to force someone into something you don't want. She didn't think the royale life isn't all about things her parents has told her about. "Well, we can do whatever you want to do, I won't judge you of your choice."

"C-Can we go to this tree?"

"Tree?"

Diana nodded as she took Tilla's hand and made their way inside the mansion. It was beautiful, full of plants and all, vibrant and filled with life, but to Diana, it's nothing but boredom and stuffiness. The two made it out of the mansion from the back, the garden spread beyond filled with flowers and grass, there up on a small hill is a tree, it stood out with its dark pink leaves and dark purple trunk.

Both went towards it and Tilla stared at awe of the grand tree in front of her. "Whoa..."

"This is where I come to find peace or when I wanna be alone." Diana said as she plopped herself on the grass, Tilla followed her and sat next to the princess. "Do you like it?"

"Diana, this is... This is really pretty." Tilla spoke.

They spent a lot of time by that tree, Tilla and Diana were talking, admiring, and even playing a little back and forth. They both clicked, they're like best friends even just for one day, they treasured the moment together until Tilla had to go.

"Wait... The tree... Stolas..."

That's the same tree he and Stolas played under, when they were little kids, they did the same thing like their mothers had done when they were also little, talk of dreams and future, running around, playing, laughing, it was filled with joyful bliss, they didn't even need to worry about anything due to how ambitious the two are.

"Oh, Blitzy, I remember too, one of my most treasured memories, and my personal favorite." Stolas beamed happily as the imp smiled.

Tilla chuckled at the two, "Hm, history does repeat themselves... Does Diana take you to that tree too, Stolas?"

He nodded eagerly, "Yes, she loves that tree, it holds a great place in my heart as it reminds me of her... And now, my darling Firecracker." He said this as he turned to Blitzø to which he blushed in response.

"By chances, when was the last time you saw your mother?" Tilla asked.

"It has... Been a very long while actually..." Stolas spoke. "When I was just a nestling, my mother had visited me one night, stating that she had to go somewhere, the next thing I know is that she is gone the next day... Father doesn't even know where she went, I don't remember correctly but I don't think he was bothered to go and find her."

A bitter scowl formed on the imp's face, it reminded him of his own dad, but Paimon isn't actually that worse compared to Cash. The king never sells his son or whore him for money, he's rich, and why would he humiliate or stain the family for selling the prince off?

"Blitzø, when you spoke to me about Aunt Cassie, what else did they mentioned?" Stolas asked.

"Oh! Um... I think something about a baby..."

"Baby?"

"I thought it was you, but now that I think about it, your old man has left her after what she had attempted to do with that baby boy." Blitzø explained. "So... Does this means?"

"She had a child alright, your step sibling or cousin at this case... But I don't ever want to cross that territory of what she did to them." Tilla filled in.

Stolas gulped at what she mentioned and took Blitzø's word into him. "Yeah same, I honestly felt bad... Ay, Putang ina, kawawang bata..."

"I do wonder what was father ever thinking... He barely had time for me and for my mother, I wonder about Aunt Cassie."

"Hm, yeah, he is ignorant, sad to say." Blitzø muttered.

Tilla stood up from between the two, "Come on you two, you're both stress right now, let's go home and rest for a bit, we can worry about more stuff tomorrow."

"Y-You're right, mama..." Blitzø said softly. "I need my blood wine..."

Tilla looked at Blitzø with confusion until Stolas spoke up, "Wine made out of animal or human's blood, it's usually to placate his blood thirsty instincts."

The woman looked disturbed for a moment before nodding in understanding, she watched her son open a portal back to the mansion as she, Stolas, and he entered it.

Cecilia was walking through the large hall of her friend's house. She would be staying here until her home is fixed once more. Her grandfather was upset about the entire kidnapping and demanded their house to be filled with more security than before. 

Poor Uncle Gusion and Aamon, trying to calm Zagan down and trying to be reasonable. Saleos basically couldn't even try to calm him down either, one disaster from another he gets his arm ruined during a party then the moment when he was in top shape after recovering from getting his arm broken, he gets his leg shot by angelic weapons and the fallen debris of the house.

Ophelia was not faring well for this either, trying not to cope with alcohol as well, instead throwing herself in the archives, hoping work could distract her from the disasters that went on. Cecilia can see the patterns of the adults in her life, much like her mother, Stolas and Blitzø, their fair share on addictions and unhealthy coping mechanisms, consuming alcohol was their way usual way of coping, though Blitzø also use self-harm or starvation as a method. Cecilia was more glad that they weren't consuming such things anymore now that they're together, in a much more healthier relationship.

As she passed by Delilah's room to head to the music room, she accidentally bumps into Jezebel and a few files fell.

"Oh, sorry, Ms. Jezebel!" She said as she began to pick up the fallen files.

"Oh, Cecilia, it's alright dear. And please, don't call me that, I'd much prefer if you call me your aunt." Jezebel said as she gently took the files from the hybrid before walking away, one of the files from her pile flew away while she wasn't looking and it landed in front of Cecilia again when she was about to walk away.

When the hybrid picked it up, she saw the content of it. She had to do a double take on what was written in there. It was a letter from Allocer and Botis, stating to have a meeting with them to discuss their next move to execute their plan to kill Saleos next with poison, planning to even frame Iñigo for said murder.

Cecilia, covered her mouth, she hid the letter in her inside pocket before she scurried off. Jezebel is part of this plan- the Genocide? But why? What did they even do to her to begin with? 

The hybrid found herself lost inside the mansion, when she thought that she entered her temporary room, she instead entered Jezebel and Athalia's room. At this point, she felt as if she's trapped.

What if Athalia is part of this? And Delilah, does she knows about this? She covered her beak to silence her quick breathing before calming down. She has a thought though, while she's still here, she could find out some things on what Jezebel is hiding, if she did find something, Vassago is just one call away and he could tell Stolas and Blitzø immediately.

"This is for you Tito..." Cecilia whispered as she casted a simple sound proof spell around the room as she locked it.

She scavaged the room for any sort of clues, she searched the closet which consisted of some dresses and shirts that belongs to Athalia and Jezebel, the desks where she found some few trinkets and a photo album consisting pictures of Delilah's childhood, next was under the bed where came across a box full of sex toys, she cringe inwardly when she saw a strap on and a sparkly dildo- gifts from Asmodeus as she saw the tag and ribbon, finally was the shelves where she opens, flips, and closes the books to see anything hidden in-between the pages.

Cecilia sighed tiredly, she couldn't find anything. As she slumped at the door, she brought out her phone and the letter, she would give this to her mother and Vassago as evidence, she couldn't trust Athalia or even Delilah with any of this, they wouldn't believe her anyways. She then look at the vanity mirror, hybrids like her are a rarity- they are targets for Cassiopeia as she learned eventually.

Imps are capable of crossbreed, able to breed with different species, Goetias and Sin included if she wasn't a prime example of that. Hell, even a few who had not come out of the shadows.

Cecilia was about to walk out and cover and clean her tracks when she noticed a hand compact on the desk. When she pick it up she noticed that this is no ordinary hand compact. The insignia didn't even belonged to Jezebel or Athalia either, it was a Goetian sigil- to be more specific, Cassiopeia's sigil. 

When she placed a finger on the 'powder' it activated it's magic and it swirled around Cecilia. In a blink, she is a completely different demon- Marquis Phoenix's son, Sol. Cecilia blinked at her reflection before she touch the compact again, she was back to her regular old self. 

"This can conjure a disguise..." She muttered to herself. She then looked back at the mirror and saw something else.

In the reflection, she wasn't looking at herself, but instead at a familiar Luzon Bleeding Heart Goetia, tied up and bound to a chair with blessed ropes. "By the stars..." Cecilia gasped as she covered her mouth in shock. Next to said Bleeding Heart is another Goetia, this one looked much like Stolas but with violet eyes and longer hair.

Cecilia can see it now.

This is also a seeing mirror.

Jezebel has been tied up all along. And no one noticed a thing. The imposter she just passed by must be... No, she's in the presence of a killer, she has to call Blitzø and get out of there.

Quickly covering her tracks, she unlocked the door and gently close it behind her. No one's there, she quickly dialed up her phone as she began to race for the front door, passing by a confused Athalia who was asking what would she like for dinner as she is about to call the restaurant.

Unexpectedly, she bumped into a familiar pink Overlord. "Mr. Vernias!" She squeaked.

"Oh, wait... You're Ophelia's daughter, what are you doing out here?" Vernias asked.

"I need your help, I found a big lead to help you, your friends, and Tito." Cecilia said.

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"Jezebel's an odd fellow..."

Sophist said as he dumped a stack of bills in front of Nick to which he accepted it nonetheless even though he glared at his purple companion.

"What makes ya say that?" Brent asked, they were finalizing the reconstruction of their burn down casino, all that's left is to sign these papers off and they're good to go and can finally reopen it to the public. Nick was handling the accounting and paperwork while Brent and Sophist are working on their testament to defend Blitzø. Vernias went out to buy them dinner, he would help with the testament soon when he returns from his food run.

The four volunteer to give them their defense since all four of them were involved with the case and are willing to help the imp and owl out. After all, they wanted to press charges on the asshole that burnt their casino down.

"Well, ya see... I just noticed this until now that she was absent during the gala." Sophist said as he walked back to his bed as he petted his hellcat, Lord Muffins. "Athalia was there because we called her but Jezebel didn't show up with her, and she didn't even showed up in the Gala."

"So...? What if she's busy?" Nick piped up.

"Yeah, but that's just a lame excuse to do whatever sussy business she has, and we made our research about every Goetias who are listed and invited to the party. Jezebel loves parties, she would have attended regardless." Sophist concluded.

"That is true though..." Nick muttered as he looked over the papers. "Other than parties, she is very close with Athalia, she would have showed up with her when our casino burnt down."

"Still, you can't just suspect her like that, that alone can't be evidential unless you have actual solid proof." Brent said. 

Just then, Vernias came in with two large boxes of Pizza, beside him is Cecilia. She's carrying two bottles of soda pop with her. The trio seemed shock to see her, why is she here? Brent studied her for a moment and noticed how tense she is, her black feathered hair is slightly puffed out with agitation.

"Whoa, if it isn't Young Dutchess Cecilia, what's up, girl!" Sophist greeted as he stood up from his bed.

"Hi, nice to meet you guys, all of you actually." Cecilia said as she sets the two bottles on the circular table that's in the middle of their room, right in front of their couch.

"You're tense... Is something the matter?" Brent asked as he came over with Nick following suit after he finished half the stack of paperwork he has finished signing.

"I wanted to talk to you... I need your help." Cecilia said, her black hair that were once puffy from tension from last time ease up as she smoothes it down with her finger.

"Well, what's the tea, sis?" Sophist asked with a bit of sass as he placed his hands on his hips, somewhat reminding her of Blitzø, comedically.

"The tea would be these..." Cecilia reached out for her jacket and handed the letter and compact mirror to Brent to which he inspected the mirror.

Vernias has the letter on his hand and began to read it. He blinked and read it again, "What the fu-? Why? What is this?!"

"That's the thing, Ms. Jezebel would never do that, she wouldn't frame Iñigo or plot against a murder on my dad." Cecilia explained.

"And this mirror..." Brent opened it and activated it by touching the powder, instantly his figure changed, he turned into a perfect replica of Stolas and he blinked and he looked into the reflection. "Holy fuck, what the hell is this?!"

"A disguise mirror."

The five blinked and turned to the source of the voice. Athalia stood there with hands on her hips, looking at the five with stern faces. She moved towards them and took the mirror from Brent's hand and undo the disguise on him. "You shouldn't touch evidence." She said simply.

"'Touch evidence'? You're literally helping a damn killer!" Nick accused. "Hell, you must be an accomplice of her too! What, ya think you can try to fool us with that investigator act just so you can frame us for 'tampering with evidence'?!"

Athalia scowled at him, "Fuck, no ya penguin, ya think I would?! Course not, I only played along because she took my wife to God knows where and to fool her that I didn't know what she was doing!" She defended. "Worse, she would try to eliminate Jez and Delilah if I drop my act of ignorant and spill y'all with the information I have gathered because she's got her eye on me from time to time."

Nick shut his mouth into a thin line as the female imp sighed, "Look, I know this just put me in a position where I can't be trusted, but please, trust me when I say this, I want to help Blitzø, we're both victims by that bitch."

"Wait what...?"

"I was one of her servants before I became a private investigator, I've seen what she has done to hybrids and other bastard kids, especially with her last victim."

Her faced darken as she sat down on the couch and she looked at the mirror compact. "I met Blitzø way before I was an investigator, I was a maid there, I saw him on her talons... I heard things in her bedroom..."

The other five grimace at that information, "He came out with a bag of gold, a bruise on his neck, and then her strong scent of toxic foxgloves lingered on him."

Cecilia then remembered something, that time when she was a kid, Blitzø came to visit her, he smelled of foxgloves and there was a bruise on his neck that she was too distracted to think about. She was a kid at that time and she never asked, she thought it was just paint, and she was too busy playing with her toy- a dove plushie that she named Sunday, gifted to her by Blitzø and her favorite up to this day- to even be bothered by it.

She then realize something, the bag of gold Blitzø was given, did he did that just to buy her a toy?

"He sold himself just to buy me Sunday..." Cecilia sniffed, she felt awful. She didn't think Blitzø suffered way before he did three years ago. He suffered long ago and she knew what caused him for that; he carried a fucking burden, he sold himself to survive and live, a never ending battle to live for the sake of his loved ones' happiness, even if he gets hurt over and over in the process and never properly healing from it.

Did he ever did that for Loona just as he did for her?

"Yes, in a way, he sold himself out multiple times to survive, he was homeless for a long while, even when you were just a nestling if I were to assume." Athalia said. "But that's beside the point, you can talk to him when you're up for it, right now you have a strong evidence in your hands, I don't want you to be put in court as a witness."

"But what if I want to?" Cecilia asked, she sniffed and wiped her slightly snotty red beak with her sleeves.

"I know, but as much as Blitzø likes the fact that you're just as headstrong and stubborn as Lady Ophelia, he wouldn't want you to be brought into this." Athalia spoke. "The least you could do is be there for him, while it's wrong to assume things, but didn't Blitzø did that for you when you're a kid?"

Cecilia placed her hand on her cheek for a moment, she remembered the time when Blitzø would sometimes visit her as a kid while her mom and dad- two dads to be specific- were busy with their work, Blitzø came in to visit her, they went out to visit Lu Lu Land (with a 'u').

As much as he was dealing a hard time back then, Blitzø took her there just so she could have a good time, she needed it after all, Saleos, Clementine, and Ophelia were busy discussing with their terms of co-parenting and other financial support. They had fun, oh the days of childhood, Cecilia would much prefer that, ignorance is a bliss and they don't have to carry the weight of the burdened world and duties that needed to be uphold.

"I... Okay..." Cecilia relented as she sat down.

"Kid, you have a good heart, and that's all that matters to him." Vernias said reassuringly while the hybrid let out a small smile.

Athalia nodded in agreement as she turned to face the other Party Crashers, "Alright, how are we going to write this down?"

"Let's have dinner first, I'm sure everyone is sort of hungry by now." Nick said.

While she watched the adults prepare the dinner and Athalia speaking with Brent, Cecilia recalled a time that she somewhat also did the same for Blitzø. She has not seen him for a long while despite occasionally talking from time to time, and she realized why.

It was the time she almost killed someone.

Three Years Ago...

Cecilia looked at the butter knife in front of her.

She was inside the kitchen eating breakfast, she watched Eddie prepare her meal as she looked at her phone. She was chatting with Delilah about random topics and concerts, they were looking forward to a concert by Verosika, and Delilah was able to snag three tickets for her, Cecilia, and Octavia.

While scrolling through the social, she stumbled upon something that Verosika has posted on her social. When looking at it, she dropped her phone on the table.

What is this?

Why is there a very-well detailed cake of her beloved godfather? As much as she loved how detailed it looked (Sue her, she loves Gore and all the glory), it was a disturbing depiction if Blitzø is dead.

Reaching for her phone again, Cecilia looked through the other posts.

'Blitzo Sucks Party'

Scrolling down from each posts and pictures depicted images of people beating the ever loving crap of the effigies that looked like Blitzø.

She kept scrolling down the lines.

Each posts down fueled her disgust and anger. Cecilia is aware that Blitzø isn't exactly likeable, but to see the extent of this?

The nail to the coffin was the post of seeing Stolas in their, a video of the prince singing and calling Blitzø a motherfucker, worse, backing him up is Verosika and Vortex. She looked at the date, it has been a month since that shit happened.

"Fuck..."

She gripped her phone. She glance back at the knife that was on the table. It's just a butter knife, not sharp and lethal, it cannot pierce through or scrape the skin. But, she learned a lot from Blitzø, anything that looked harmless can make a weapon. He thought her how to use a fucking fancy-ass fan to cut a demon's throat with.

That was fun actually, her mother seemed proud, and father, albeit queasy about it at first, was pleased that she learned on how to be resourceful and to defend herself with any means on what she has.

Cecilia kept looking front and back from phone to knife. She looked down on her phone again and her eyes flared in gold at what she saw. An incubus kissing Stolas, behind them is Blitzø with a devastated look while Verosika looking smug beside him.

That was it.

She took the knife from the plate, as she opened a dark blue portal to a familiar mansion. Cecilia tucked her phone inside her jacket pocket as she entered the mansion. When she entered, her face is stone-cold blank, a few imp servants wondered why she was here as she began her walk to a certain someone's chambers.

She passed by Octavia who is shocked to see her here at such an early hour. There are times Cecilia would visit Octavia at noon, to see her here this early means something is up. While the owlet greeted her, she barely paid attention to her greeting. Finally, she made it to her goal.

"Hey, Lia, what are you doing?" Octavia asked. She didn't know why she was stopped at her father's room, was it something her mom tasked her to do? Sometimes Stolas and Ophelia had some work together, and Stolas usually borrows books from the archives Ophelia watches over.

"I... Wanna talk to your dad..." Cecilia spoke coolly.

"Is there something wrong?" Octavia asked.

"Nay said that he borrowed one of her codex, he needs to return it." Cecilia lied.

"O-oh, okay... We still get to hang out later, right?"

"Yeah, we'll go see the movies..."

"What about the Verosika Mayday concert?"

Cecilia twitched. "Nay wouldn't allow me, sorry." She has one of the tickets with her, Delilah gave it to her. She will tear it to shreds the moment she is done with this business.

"Oh... I'm sorry, I guess a movie doesn't sound so bad." Octavia stated. "Maybe next time."

"Yeah..."

And with that, the owl walked away. Cecilia waited for her to be out of sight before she turned back to the door. First and foremost, she casted a silencing spell in the hallway and in the bedroom. No one should hear what she will do.

She slammed the door opened with a bang as she marched in.

There she saw Stolas, wearing his robes and the incubus from the party just next to him. He was finishing wearing his clothes. Both blinked at her sudden arrival and there was tension in the air.

"Uh... Is she your daughter?" The incubus asked Stolas.

"N-No, she's... She's actually the daughter of one of my friends." Stolas answered, he looked startled when seeing her.

Cecilia stood there, she then brought out the butter knife.

"Whoa... Kid, relax I'm just a-"

She didn't give him a chance to continue, she lunge at him and had him down on the floor as she took the butter knife on his throat.

The knife isn't sharp, but she knows damns well that with enough precision and speed, it can give anyone a cut.

"Cecilia!"

She felt Stolas trying to get her off the incubus, but she held her ground and proceeded to grip him more tightly. The incubus is struggling on her grip and Stolas was attempting to stop her.

Stolas stopped trying to let her go of the pink demon, he went for the butter knife on her other hand. He wrestled it out of her hand, and tossed it aside. Cecilia twisted her neck to look at Stolas with a deathly glare before she turned to the incubus, then she proceeded to choke him and gave multiple punches on his face.

She wasn't holding back.

She was stopped by Stolas. She proceeded to punch him harshly on his face when she let go of the Incubus.

Stolas was stunned by her action. Cecilia isn't normally like this. Why was she so violent? He turned to the incubus, he was struggling to stand up, he went towards him to help. Cecilia ignored them, she went for her discarded knife.

The swan didn't realize that she saw something liquid fell on the knife. Tears. She doesn't know why she was crying, but when she turned to Stolas, she knew why.

The incubus is gone. He must've left.

"Cecilia, what in hell made you do this?!" Stolas was looking at her sternly, Cecilia answered back by proceeding to throw the knife at him.

She missed. The knife shattered the vanity mirror instead from the throw. That made her even more frustrated than before.

"Cecilia, what is with your behavior? It is considered rude of you to even show up like this." Stolas scolded her.

Her answer to him? Being violent. Cecilia tackled him and cat-fought him. She scratched him with her talons, punch, she didn't care. All she cared was to give him the same devastation he has brought to Blitzø.

Stolas was struggling on her, he didn't want to hit her, he was confused on why she was acting so violent on him. Cecilia is a nice kid, she's like his darling Starfire and to some extent, Blitzø's precious Loona. To see her acting vicious and callous on him means something is up.

Cecilia grew tired as she stopped punching him. She let out a yell of frustration before she slammed Stolas on the ground before she went to the vanity mirror to pick up her knife.

"Cecilia, let's talk." Stolas said, he wanted to get into the bottom of this.

"What is there to talk you fucking whore?!" She exploded with anger. "You don't get to talk to me not after what you did!!"

Stolas was stunned by this. "Cecilia, you don't get to act like-"

"What?! Like some brat?! As if you're not better, Stolas!" Cecilia shot back, her black feathered hair puffed up from the anger as her blue pupils turned bright red in anger. "So what are you going to do?! Throw me out? Walk away? Dismiss me? That's all you ever do!"

"W-What?" Stolas asked.

"You don't see how everything goes around you, as long as you got what you wanted, nothing else mattered. Not me, not anyone, not even Via, just as long as you're happy, nothing fucking mattered!" Cecilia ranted.

Stolas stared at her with confusion and concern. "You don't get it do you...?"

A manic and bitter laugh escaped her beak. "Of course... You don't care, you wouldn't care if something bad ever happens to anyone as long as it isn't you or Via... You don't care about how other's feel as long as you're satisfied, you wouldn't care if... if he was gone as long as you have your special someone and not Tito."

"Tito...?"

"You left him... You didn't care afterwards because you have someone else now." Cecilia muttered. She sniffed as she wiped her snotty beak.

Cecilia wonders if he's okay. She has to check on him. She opened a portal outside of I.M.P's office. It has been a while since she last saw Blitzø anyways, she just wants to make sure that he's fine or at least somewhere safe.

"Cecilia."

She gave one toxic glare at him. "Don't ever come near me or my family again. Because the next time I see you in Nay's house, I will not hesitate to kick you out just like what you did to everyone that's useless to you."

Looking back. Cecilia knew that it was her emotions of hatred and anger that was speaking than her logic. She was upset on behalf of Blitzø, that she didn't realize that she was about to commit murder. Not only that, but she talked back to a high royal, she herself is royalty, but Stolas is far more powerful than her.

That murder attempt was between her and Stolas only. He never said anything to her mom or even dad or her uncles. "I almost committed homicide at the age of 19, you remember that, right Sunday?"

She made it home afterwards, back in her room where she is talking to her plush dove. The repairs were fast thanks to Aamon and Gusion pitching in, Athalia has managed to send her home after eating dinner with the Party Crashers, a statement was made, they're ready to help Blitzø, they would expose that fake imposter. It was for the best that Delilah wouldn't know what happened to her mother, when things are cleared up, she would understand.

Cecilia took ahold of Sunday and placed him on the table. Her naming skills are just as bad as Blitzø's, maybe it did rub off on her when he introduced her to his horse characters. Beside Sunday is her phone, she opened it to see some messages from Delilah, Blitzø, and a few notifications from her Sinstagram.

Delilah answered to her previous message on why she left. Blitzø answered to her messages about the information she has gathered, stating thanks and hoping that she is safe. Loona and Octavia has also messaged her the same thing, she reassured them that she is safe in her home. Finally it was her notifications, she saw that some people has liked some of her previous music posts and W.I.Ps, and of course...

Cecilia groaned.

A slander post about the 'Blitzo Sucks Party'. It was three years ago since she made that post. After she learned that Blitzø almost jumped to his death, she made a slander post with a tag that says, '#JusticeForBlitzø', on it. Not only did it gained public sympathy, but it also raised the awareness of people who attended the party, they never moved on. They thought they did but they didn't, and they all got targeted in social because of this.

Did she regret making this and doing the most heinous of actions?

Maybe.

She thought she did it out of justice, but she did just to avenge herself because she couldn't bare the thought of Blitzø being suicidal. It took time for her to grasp the fact that it will take time for Blitzø to recover, so she simply waited the long run.

Look where he is now, he's much happier than before, same with Stolas and the others. Even her, she gets to spend much more time with him than before. He is much more active in conversing with her and her family.

"I'll be rooting for you to win, Tito. You have to... Tay, Nay, Dad, and everyone is counting on you and Stolas to win." Cecilia spoke as she set her phone down.

Chapter Text

Three Years Ago...

It has been a five months since he almost jumped from the tower, Stolas was railing in on the shit that happened. Blitzø moved in the mansion with Loona due to financial problems and because as much as Blitzø is still upset and it isn't ideal for him to be there, agreed on the arrangement for the sake of being too depressed and tired to argue.

Sometimes, while Blitzø remained in his own separate room, a few selected people came to visit him. It's mostly Loona as she always checks up on him before she leaves to watch over I.M.P, Octavia also visits him sometimes, same with Millie, Moxxie, and Fizzarolli. Charlie is also a frequent guest because she is Blitzø's therapist, and Vassago, while he's there helping Stolas with the divorce, he would also find time to visit Blitzø after all- Vassago's the only hookup that kept in touch, this left Stolas feeling bitter about it.

Though one visit was a surprise for Stolas. While walking his way down the hall to check on Blitzø, a familiar dark blue portal appeared in the middle of the hall. Cecilia emerged from the portal holding what seems to be a dove plushie and a box of dark chocolate.

Cecilia isn't exactly banned from the mansion after their encounter, Stolas has never seen her entered his mansion since then and Octavia wonders why she stopped visiting the mansion. While upset at what she has done and for almost attempting to murder him, he thought that maybe Cecilia was just being moody or is having a bad day, hence why she would take her anger out on him- much like Stella.

Could it be that Stella influence her in someway? No way, Cecilia never once talk to Stella or even interacted with her. Not even in parties, she remained to herself, close to Aamon or Gusion.

Stolas still wonders up to this day about what Cecilia said to him. Her violent action and those deathly glared eyes piercing through him reminded him of Stella's abusive tendencies on him, the hitting, the screaming, and breaking- but the difference is that all of that came from pain and not pettiness.

Stolas watched the hybrid walked down the hall and she stopped by Blitzø's room. She cautiously looked around before knocking gently on the door. She waited for a few moments before she entered and shut the door behind her. Stolas stopped by in front of the close door, there he can hear Cecilia's voice and Blitzø's soft ones.

"Tito... What have they done to you...?"

"It's fine... Lily, your Tito is just having a rough time, he'll bounce back someday..."

"Tito, you know it's okay to not be okay in front of me, right? I-I know what you've been through..."

There was a sob coming from the inside. Stolas felt his heart clench and he finally realized what Cecilia meant during their last encounter.

"...you wouldn't care if... if he was gone as long as you have your special someone and not Tito."

"You left him... You didn't care afterwards because you have someone else now."

Cecilia was referring to Blitzø, when Stolas learned what Tito meant, it actually meant uncle in a foreign language. At first, he thought that he did something wrong to either Aamon or Gusion, but that's not the case.

Stolas was shock to realized that Blitzø is Cecilia's uncle. Did Blitzø have a sibling? He didn't know... Of course, he didn't know anything about Blitzø personally, he just assumed things. The owl sniffed quietly, it was no wonder Cecilia was so upset with him. 

He listened back to their conversation.

"You remember Sunday right?"

"Oh, Lily... He looks just like the one I got you when you were a kid."

"He's still the same Sunday that you have gifted me, Tito... I'd never replaced him, it's my first ever gift from my Godfather, you."

Sunday? Does she mean the dove plushie? Stolas listened again to the conversation.

"Tito... You could've talked to Nay, she could've help you... Why did you come here instead? He broke your heart, he hates you."

"I didn't have a choice.... He offered first, I'm too tired honestly to even reject him, too sad to begin with. The pain finally decided to bite my ass after catching up with me. I don't know how long I'll ever be sad... I don't even know how to even be happy... or even be grateful."

"Tito, no, please... What about me? Loona? Mr. Moxxie and Mrs. Millie? Tito Fizz?"

Stolas heard a sigh, a pained and sad sigh. "It'll take a while, but just as long as I have you guys it's fine... Knowing you guys are happy at least, everything will be okay... I know, I'm fucking sick right now, but it's fine... If things ever go wrong, just promise me you'll be fine and be the Wildflower you are."

"You sound like you're dying, are you...?"

"No, Lily, I'm not dying... A part of me died long ago before you're born, I have nothing left to lose, I only have you guys at this point that's keeping me sane. I don't know if I could handle another... another fuck up. I just ruin everything, I ruin everyone's life... Just look at that fucking party... See how many lives' I ruin?"

"Tito, their lives are ruined before you even do anything about it. Why? Because they are heartless, selfish, motherfuckers, not you. Everyone in that party are the most cruel assholes there, they don't deserve your God forsaken apology even if it's half-assed."

Stolas felt like he got gut punch by Cecilia again. In her perspective, it made sense on why she felt that. Not only her bias towards Blitzø, but it's through a close bond they had as a family. Most likely, wanting to defend Blitzø's honor and what little dignity he has left. It explains why Cecilia attacked him and Daniel. To avenge Blitzø's broken heart. It also explains why he can no longer talk to Verosika or even go to Social Media. Cecilia have posted a very long slanderous post about the party after Blitzø attempted to suicide, most likely to get back at them.

Not even a day or so, the post became a trending topic for everyone in Hell, targeting those who attended the party and calling them out for being petty and cruel. Everyone kept saying that 'This is not how you move on' and 'Look at what you have done' in every comments and retweets in media.

Hell may have the worse people known to mankind, but they have certain standards that they follow. Even the worse murderers and psychopaths down here are disgusted by this act.

It wasn't long for people to rally up against Verosika and everyone else in the party, hence why Stolas deactivated his account before the flame spread. Verosika got the worse of the case, everywhere she goes, she gets targeted and cruelly jabbed at for her pettiness, it was also revealed by Cecilia that she made research about Verosika and have posted her dirty secrets online as well.

It ranges from how she held the hate party yearly, causing everyone to further implement the pettiness of it all, to translating the messages of some of her songs from her different albums; all of the songs that Cecilia has translated meant that Blitzø should have either killed himself or die horribly. Diss tracks are common and heavily emotional songs are well known in hell, but songs like those are straight up fucked up.

Stolas could see that Verosika never moved on. She claimed that she did, but in reality- she didn't. And look what they have done. In Cecilia's post, the text displayed 'I hope you sick fuckers are happy' before displaying some scenes from the party and Blitzø's attempted suicide.

Stolas heard voices again, snapping him out of his thoughts.

"No, Lily... Don't be like that, you're gonna be just as bad as those them."

"But Tito..."

"I hurt them too, Lily, I'm not perfect, we all aren't perfect... Loona told me on what you have done for me, and honestly, while I appreciate you standing up, I don't want you to get in bigger trouble."

"They can't get away with this."

"Soon, they will Cecilia, but for fuck sake... Please, don't try... try to..."

There was a sigh before Blitzø started talking again. "I don't want you to get hurt because of my shit... Promise me that you won't hurt him or anyone after this, be safe for me and look after Sunday... I'll be fine."

Blitzø couldn't even say his name.

Stolas felt awful as he quickly hid himself as Cecilia went out the door. He peeked from the hall and saw how down ridden she is. A choked sob escaped her red beak as she sniffed and wiped her face. The dove plushie in her hand is just dangling limply, Stolas could see that it has tear stains on it.

After standing there for a few minutes, Cecilia opened a portal and leaves through it. Leaving Stolas now reeling in from what he heard, ice filled his veins as tears spilled down his eyes, knowing that he unwittingly ruined a bond between Blitzø and Cecilia.

"When she was a kid, I gave her this dove plushie, she and I have the same idea on what to name it: Sunday. Mainly because I think it's fitting plus it was a Sunday at a time, it even have a purple bow when I got for her, and purple is like the seventh color of the fucking rainbow, and Sunday is the seventh day."

Blitzø was telling Stolas one of Cecilia's childhood moment. He was talking about how he and the hybrid named the dove toy, "Sunday was... The money I got for Sunday came from... I don't know if I want to say it, back then, I didn't want to scare Lily on how I was able to get the toy for her."

Stolas looked at the imp, both were getting ready for bed. Blitzø was just waiting for the owl to lay down with him. A few hours ago, Cecilia had texted Blitzø the information and Athalia had called earlier at dinner about the Party Crashers' statement and some more dirt. Now, all they need to do is wait until the fated day arrive.

"I wanted to give Lily something from... I don't have much before... Life on the streets was shitty so I had to make money... But of course, as an imp with absolutely no kick-ass powers back then, I just... did what I can to earn the cash, and when I got a high enough cash to buy some shit for myself, I buy a small amount of living to help myself for a while. For Lily, I saw Sunday just sitting at the store display, it was brand new and perfect for her, and a dove is close enough to a swan, right?"

"Well, swans are water birds and doves are basically a type of pigeon, but I can see your point since they have pristine white feathers. Cecilia is a mixed breed of not only a white swan, but a black swan as well if her red beak has any implications. She is more swan than a raven much like her uncle Aamon."

Blitzø nodded as he took his nightly medication as he tucked himself. "So... How did I get the money...? Your aunt..."

Stolas turned to Blitzø before he walked towards the bed and sat beside him. When previously talking about Cassiopeia, Blitzø revealed that he knows her and has met her once, but he didn't know that she was Stolas' aunt.

"One day, I was passing by the store and there on display was Sunday, I wanted to buy it for Cecilia but I realized that I was a bit short on cash, then out of the blues an imp was rushing by, she was beaten and bruised, I didn't know what her fucking deal is but she ran off in a hurry, then behind me stood that bitch... She saw me looking at the toy, and noticed how I look desperate, my fault on that part and she decided to take me in."

As he keeps speaking, Stolas immediately felt dread, while he knew way before this bullshit that Blitzø's life was horrible after the fire, he didn't think that he even sold himself to Cassiopeia, and all just for a toy? Or in a sentimental view, the happiness of his goddaughter, it seems like Cecilia doesn't know, maybe it's for the best that she doesn't know what he went through, but that wouldn't be the case. She's been expose to a lot of tragedy that befell on Blitzø and Stolas knew that THAT stupid hate party was the cause of it, or maybe even before that.

"Your aunt said that she could help me buy it and give me more money than I need if I... pound her whorish ass..." Blitzø shuddered. "By the way, one of the worst lay I've had, and it was fucking terrible. Anyways, I was desperate at that time, so I agreed, but it's not only I have to let her ride on my dick, but because I didn't give that much effort, she would beat me and gave me a bunch of bruises. When the whole shit id done, I smelled like those toxic flowers you grew in your greenhouse and with a bag of gold, I immediately went to buy Sunday and bring him to Cecilia... And you know the rest."

Stolas winced slightly, "Blitzø... Oh dear..."

"It's all in the past now, Stols, nothing you can do to fix it. I just know that your aunt is a fucking bitch to everyone... And I want her to fall hard from her title when we win." Blitzø spoke darkly.

The owl only nodded as he snuggled closer to the imp. "To be honest, I don't really give a fuck on what you would do to her, dethrone her of her power, charge her on her entire wealth, death sentence, life imprisonment? As long as we never get to see her here, then do as you please."

"Damn, usually you would try to convince me on not to hurt your family and shit." Blitzø stated.

"Yes, well, Via and I are not even close to that woman to begin with, we barely gave a damn about her and after what she has done to you, and to some extent those poor innocent hybrids that she has slain, I want nothing to do with her." Stolas huffed as he snuggled close to the imp. "Besides, we won't be safe to have more children of our own with her around, I doubt that she would want grandnieces or grandnephews to begin with."

A chuckle escape from him, "Are you really that eager to make a baby with me right now?"

Stolas only huffed as he nuzzled Blitzø by the top, "I haven't touched you for a long while now as you have been recovering for Lucifer knows how long. I miss you very much, but I also miss how we both ravish each other, I really missed being filled to the brim, my fingers cannot comprehend to your big red cock."

Blitzø started laughing at that, "I will not lie, pretty bird, I did miss eating your birdpuss and pounding your ass raw."

Stolas giggled as he gave a small kiss on the imp's forehead. Before he could react or even cuddle closer, Blitzø moved on top of him, his hands gripping his wrist down on the bed. "Y'know, what? I think we deserve this, after all, when have we ever done this in this whole story?"

"Oh~?"

"Yep, now open up, pretty bird. I'll eat you up in just a bit." Blitzø purred as he brought his lips on the owl's beak, Stolas moaned with delight at the sensation, both their tongues met and went into action, perfectly wrapping around each other, it escalated more fiercely as they drove their tongues madly with each other, Blitzø started to wrap his tail on one of Stolas' thigh while his hands travel to grip his head feathers and the owl moved his hands from back to the head until he can reach the imp's horns.

When the two separated, Blitzø slid down and began to feel Stolas' feathery body, giving them some nuzzles and a bit of a lick with his dextrous tongue. The owl moaned happily, he loved this feeling, his body always responds to Blitzø and no one else, when it was him and Daniel, it was never the same despite how good Daniel was, ultimately it was because that doing sex with someone he loves felt much more than some hookup, he learned that the hard way after Asmodeus and even Verosika told him about it.

Stolas felt Blitzø has parted from him briefly and saw him holding his legs, separating them quickly as it gave access to his needy hole. He felt the imp teasing him by kissing his thighs before he cupped his cloaca with his hand.

"Always wet for me, something's never change." Blitzø chuckled.

"Yes... I'm always ready for you, Blitzy." Stolas spoke softly as he moaned shamelessly when he felt those eager fingers explore his hole. "Mm~"

When the fingers are gone, it was replaced with that familiar slippery tongue, that felt too good as the prince moaned shamelessly. The dextrous tongue kept hitting his walls and he can feel Blitzø smirking in the process while those laps overstimulate him.

"Oh, Blitzy!!"

There it is. That nickname he shamelessly gave to him, he was under the impression that Blitzø hated that name, but he was glad that Blitzø likes it just as he liked the nickname Blitzø gave him. Those laps continued for a little while longer until it got replaced with a familiar pressure.

The excitement bubbling as Stolas screamed with pleasure, feeling that cock fill his needy cunt. Sweet Satan, he missed that so very much- he missed everything after a lot has happened on him.

"Blitzø- Oh, Blitzø~! Stretch this tight pussy to open wide! Fill me with that big red co- AGH!!"

"Uh-uh-uh, we go on my pace, pretty bird, and I say we take it slow."

Stolas whined but agreed, he wanted rough, but slow doesn't seem that bad, it fills him with more excitement anyways. He can feel that cock slip inside him, making him tremble, making things more thrilling. "Oh, Blitzy~!"

"I know we deserve this and all but... What will it be for today? Gentle or rough, your choice, pretty bird."

"I don't care, as long as you do it, I'm happy, Blitzø."

That was that he need to start moving, each thrust hits a sweet spot making the owl sing beautifully. Every thrust made him cry, made him sing, the walls tightening around the cock and it made him scream with pure bliss. He can feel a climax happening, he expects to be denied of it much like their usual play, but nah, Blitzø is not stopping any time soon.

Stolas suddenly felt that cock suddenly poked his egg-maker, that sent a new level of magic in him, "BLITZY!! RIGHT THERE!! MY- AGH- SHIT- AH!!"

The most torturous thing was that he felt Blitzø pulling out slightly, causing Stolas to whine when he felt that.

Then abruptly slamming the head on the womb once more and the owl released a sharp screech from such action. His climax came through, fluids coating the imp's cock as the assassin peppers him with kisses and all the glory. He missed this so much, but it's not the sex he miss, those feelings of love he had whenever he and Blitzø does something, more than just sex.

It can be anything, cuddling, eating together, watching movies and shows with their daughters, even going on outings with friends and dates- double dates with Alastor and Angel Dust (or Fizzarolli and Asmodeus). As Stolas lie there with the blissful afterglow, Blitzø pulls out, a mix of their love spilling out from the owl's cloaca, some even coating his cock.

"You okay, babe?" He asked.

"I-I'm alright, darling, oh Lucifer, I missed doing love with you, my Firefly." Stolas said softly.

He saw Blitzø hop down the bed as he went to the bathroom, he came out with a cool cloth as he cleans up the left over fluids from the aftermath. After finishing up, he tossed the cloth aside and went beside Stolas, he brought him close as the owl hooted happily, feathers tickling his somewhat patchy skin.

"Good night, Moonshine," Blitzø muttered as he felt Stolas' breathing change, the owl is finally asleep.

It didn't take long for Blitzø to follow suit in it, he would dream of growing a family, adding a new addition to the family he is building.

Picturing the tyke- maybe one or two, to be playing around, cuddling between him and Stolas, bonding with Loona and Octavia, giving Angel Dust and Alastor a headache, snuggled close to Tilla's lap as she tells them his embarrassing childhood stories.

He would win this fight for the future. Blitzø has come far now, he isn't going to let anyone take his newly-built life away from him. Blitzø can do this, it's not just everyone depending on it, he himself is hoping for the best that everything will be okay despite some possible changes.

Chapter Text

"The time has come... Are you ready?"

Stolas stood there with Vassago and Ophelia standing right in front of him. The day has arrived for them to make a statement and defend themselves from the scandal that dragged them down.

The court will be filled with Goetias, Sins, Overlords, and other hellborns to witness Blitzø's trials. Lucifer would be the judge, everyone would witness this case.

"Y-yes..."

"Hey, it's okay to be nervous, amigo. We have a solid proof and if things goes according to plan, you and Blitzø will win this. I have faith in our stand and in you." Vassago assured. Stolas smiled at the parrot as he, Vassago, and Ophelia walked inside the court room.

Entering the court room is like walking into an execution zone. Stolas could see the Sins on the left, Asmodeus and Beezlebub are there, both have spoken to him before the the day of the defense that they trust Stolas that things would go smoothly. On the other side, he saw the jury, he saw Andrealphus there, he was horrified to see him in a black eye patch (which is also decorated with a snowflake). Stella is also there with Barbie by her side. Saleos is there too, an arm cast sling over his shoulder. Then the Overlords, they are on Blitzø's side, they would defend him.

Stolas could see the Party Crashers there, when he made contact with them, he gave a small nod to which the four also nodded at him. Among the crowd, Angel Dust and Alastor are there too.

When Stolas made his way to the spot, he waited for the trial to start. He glance at his side, Blitzø isn't there yet.

That morning Blitzø suddenly became ill and it would take time for him to get ready as well. It also took time for Blitzø's sudden sickness to calm down as well. Stolas trusts that his darling would made it before the trial starts.

He felt relief when he saw Blitzø entering, accompanying him is Millie and Moxxie. Both stayed close beside him as he made his way to Stolas.

"Are you feeling better now, darling?" Stolas asked.

"Yeah, weird... I thought I ate something shitty, or might be a stomach bug, but everything's fine now." Blitzø said.

The court began.

There on his throne is Lucifer. Dressed in his regalia, all the goofiness that he usually have is replaced with seriousness as he addressed his subjects.

"Alright, everyone, order in the court." Lucifer said as he watched as everyone stayed silent. "Okay, welcome demons of royalty and below, we are gathered here today for the Defense Case of Prince Consort and Blood Overlord, Blitzø Buckzo."

The air grew tense.

This defense would change everything. Stolas glance at his left, Vassago is there as their lawyer, Ophelia is there with Millie and Moxxie seated in between a few others. At the top of the balcony from his right, Stella and Barbie, Andrealphus is beside his sister.

"From what was reported your majesty, Lord Blitzø is accused of assaults on the Goetia Family, his first victim is the Marquis Andrealphus, the son of King Beleth."

Blitzø just stood there emotionless. A lot of the higher ups muttered among themselves. King Belial glared at both him and his darling with a snide smirk, Stolas had to refrain himself from punching that smile of his face. Violence would not win this fight but words can, they are much sharper and can pierce the biggest of ego to the ground. The owl looked towards Blitzø, who didn't say anything as he stared indifferently at that snide king, then at Vassago before calming himself.

"Your majesty, how can it be possible for Lord Blitzø to commit all these atrocious crimes? I was there when Stolas found him, locked up in Duke Agares' mansion and bound by blessed chains." Vassago stated. "And when Lord Andrealphus was attacked, Lord Blitzø has no knowledge of such as he was in the hospital recovering."

"Then do explain further on why all these Goetias that are currently either injured or worse someone that Lord Blitzø had grudges with? It does seem like there is a pattern here on who he picks." King Belial interjected.

Stolas could see the look of disappointment on King Beleth's face when he looked at his brother. King Zagan looked mildly irritated as he turned to his daughter and gestured the 'crazy sign' by twirling his fingers near his temples subtly. Ophelia held back a snort as she remained stoic.

"Surely you didn't ask your employees and your mutt to come after us while you watch everything fall apart from the shadows."

Stolas could see Millie seething just beside an irritated Moxxie. He had a feeling that Loona would be held back by Tilla and Octavia back at home considering this Trial is being broadcasted in all Rings in Hell. (Thanks a Lot, Vox).

"Hold on now, let's hear what Mr. Moxxie and Mrs. Millie have to say. I'm sure you two were both busy handling some no-good sinners on top than hurting the Goetias, right?" Vassago stated.

Moxxie nodded, "Yes, ever since Blitzø disappeared and was still recovering, Millie and I were handling a lot IMP clients, so most of the time, we were at Topside taking down no good souls for the sinners or handling unfinished paperwork."

Suddenly a familiar female voiced piped up, it came from Beezlebub herself. "Yeah, and I can vouch for my girl, Loona. She's been in my club along with Princess Octavia, hanging with me and Tex most of the times during these past days since she wanted company after Blitzø disappeared."

Hearing this, a lot continued to whisper and mutter to themselves. Stolas looked at Blitzø, he seems to look indifferent despite hearing that people are sticking up for him and defending his employees and daughter. Maybe he's showing no emotions on the like that is someone that is King Belial, no annoyance nor anger found in his countenance. It could be that he doesn't wanna show the king if he's winning or losing this match, maybe it's for the best anyways.

"That still doesn't explain how I-"

"Uncle,"

Andrealphus called out to the king coldly as he glared at him across the room. "For the last fucking time, this whole trial is pointless , if you had just listen to me-"

"Had I not listen to you, you wouldn't have lost a pretty eye of yours. You let your guard down and you let those filthy peasants defile you!"

"Filthy peasants? I was very much over that after being charged. Have you ever listened to me about this whole ordeal, we wouldn't be wasting breaths here, I would have been lying down somewhere to rest without you being near me." Andrealphus spoke, his tone much colder than the blizzard storm that was beginning to form.

"Order! Order in the court! No fighting!" Lucifer called.

Belial and Andrealphus are in a heated death stare match. Stella just covered her face with a hand while Barbie placed a hand on the peahen's arm. "Hey! Break it up, you two!" Lucifer said sternly as both Goetias backed down, Andrealphus letting out a snarl before returning back to his station with the other Goetias.

"Ugh... You Goetias are so dramatic...." Lucifer muttered under his breath. "Anyways, let us hear what Marquis Andrealphus has to say?"

The icy peacock nodded, his singular eye glance at Blitzø and Stolas before looking back at the king of Hell. "If I may, your majesty, while it is true that Lord Blitzø and I may have clashed heads in the past, but he would never done such dirty tactics despite with all the resources and power he has as an Overlord." Andrealphus explained. "Plus, before I was sent to the hospital, I did manage to get a glimpse of my assassin that targeted me and the others."

"Alright, let's hear it,"

"The assassin is of imp, a much smaller one, but... before I lost consciousness, I saw the imp shift into a different form, a Goetia."

"You are being delusional!" Belial interjected. "How in Hell can an IMP of all things change their form?! They have limited magic in them to even do a form shifting spell!"

"Not so fast!"

Brent, Nick, Vernias, and Sophist stood up and called in unison. All eyes landed on the Party Crashers.

"Whoever that demon is can shift their form, with what you may ask?!"

Vernias stepped in with a box which held the evidence- the mirror. The crowd looked at it and whispered among themselves.

"A mirror?" King Belial glared at it before laughing as if that was the most ridiculous claim he has ever heard.

"With all due respect, kindly shut the fuck up and let us finish!" Nick stated coldly.

"You see this mirror is no ordinary vanity product to stroke your ego like you stroke your own dick-" Sophist explained.

"Eevee... shut up..." Nick, Vernias, and Brent muttered under their breath, that bit was unnecessary.

"This mirror can conjure up an illusion disguise to mask the user's appearance. So watch closely as how we demonstrate it."

When Sophist activated the mirror, his usual purple form was replace of the image of Aamon, the said Goetia blinked once or twice to see such magic, then Sophist removed the disguise as he close the mirror compact. Everyone muttered and whispered among themselves.

"You know how to use it... Therefore-"

"Shut up!" Vernias shouted. "Oh, don't even fucking try on accusing one of us on being the assassins, we literally couldn't because we were so damn busy fixing our casino that was burned to the ground!"

"And why would we even target you?" Nick added. "Do you really think we're that stupid to do that?!"

"Order, order in the court." Lucifer scolded. "Ahem, Mr. Vernias, please elaborate, and King Belial... Do not accuse such ridiculous claim."

"What?! But, your majesty-"

"My daughter was there to lend a hand in helping them rebuild their casino. She told me about the progress day by day and all four Overlords are present in the area during the time of the assassination." Lucifer stated. "Therefore whatever you accuse are nothing but false and embarrassing."

Belial shut his mouth as he grumbled something indescribable. Nick and Sophist quietly flips him off and gave a smug look at his direction to which the arrogant king seethes with irritation. Though Brent doesn't look like it, but his harden exterior can't mask the satisfaction in his eyes. Vernias just grinned happily like a gremlin before he looked at Stolas and nodded. The prince gave a tiny nod at the pink Overlord, he too enjoyed seeing this Goetia bastard getting a taste of his medicine.

"Speaking of our casino, we would like to present some evidence that we found from our once charred up site."

Brent nodded at Athalia who came in with a box of the evidence the Party Crashers and Stolas has helped her find. Lucifer peered over from his place to look at the box. There it is, the evidences- footage, feathers, important file documents... everything they have found that were deemed as evidence.

"What you see here your majesty are evidences of the perpetrator that has not only set our Casino ablaze but also the one who targeted Marquis Andrealphus and the other high ranking Goetias." Brent stated.

"Evidence one, this sigil, my King. Seems familiar?"

Lucifer took a closer look at it. So did the other Goetias, the sigil is familiar to every Goetias, they have not heard from him for a long while since no one knows where the fuck he went and the fact that his own manor has gone to be abandoned and forgotten by a lot of their peers.

"He has been gone for who knows fuck!" Belial exclaimed. "You can't just accuse-"

"Belial!"

Lucifer is starting to get annoyed with this king, he's been so insistent of this court, and as much as Lucifer doesn't want to go with it no matter how much he believes that it's a waste of time, it is still the law he made and abides to. All he could do is give fair judgement and sit tight while everyone argue their cases. The blonde gave him a glare- he is really testing him. This Goetia must've had an ego bigger than Satan himself, which is probably generous of him to say the least since a good handful of Goetias have always been egotistical while a few are humble and kind, a rare sight to behold.

"Yes, he is gone, we will not deny that..." Brent continued. "But we tracked it down to something even more promising than this."

Brent nodded to Vassago, the parrot nodded in return. "May we call on Lady Jezebel to speak."

All eyes landed on the female Goetia who looked stunned at the moment. She looked at Athalia who was looking at the Party Crashers more than her, when she did, the female imp's eyes soften at her before she nudge her head towards the front.

Blitzø studied her, like the assassin he is, observed every damn thing. Her face? A small unrecognizable twitch on the eye. Her beak? It is quivering slightly, no one but maybe the possible sharp eyes of others can notice. Talons? They curl and uncurl every once in a while, indicating her slight nervousness. Yet, her aura still proceeded with confidence- cockiness even. He has to keep in mind, that is not Lady Jezebel- that is a bitch in disguise that he will swore to take down.

When Jezebel went in front of Lucifer, the king looked at her, he seemed to notice. He signal Vassago to proceed.

"Lady Jezebel," Vassago started, "It has come to this knowledge that you might have some valuable informations that can be useful to help our case. After all, you're one of the many influential and successful Goetias who that is not classified as royalty."

"Mm," She hummed, "Yes, I am aware of the many connections I have, too many to count in this cases. Most of them are.... from you higher-ups, of course."

"Well, if that's the case, do explain why this was found in your place?"

Vassago said as he presented the evidence. The mirror first.

"This is not your signature." Vassago stated at the obvious insignia on the mirror. "Yet this is found in your room..."

Athalia came over with an envelope and gave it to the parrot who opened it. "And according to the autopsy report, your fingerprints are here along with other finger prints present, however, these are mainly yours."

Jezebel looked at Athalia, her eyes probably asking her to step in as she has no idea on What to do next, like a cornered prey. The female imp however, felt her stare that was on her.

"Personal matters doesn't have room here. Answer the question truthfully, love. Then we can all go home and eat dinner with Delilah." Athalia simply stated.

...
...
...

There was a suffocating silence in the air, tension rises higher as Jezebel tried to find an answer.

"You are wasting everyone's time, stop staring at me, love, and answer." Athalia said once more, this time, her tone colder than ever.

Silence once more as Athalia looked at the Goetia, she was glaring at her, however, Athalia knew that the glare was foreign, she has been with Jezebel for a very long time now, she is very familiar on how eye contacts work and how familiar she is with her wife's eye language.

This faker can't fool her, every glares and gazes Athalia is familiar with are not there, instead she sense panic, dread, greed, and power. Something she is foreign to- something Jezebel never had to begin with. Whispers and murmurs filled the court as Athalia remained silent before speaking coldly-

"You... Are not Jezebel."

Silence.

The impostor gripped the table, her perfectly crafted silence and aloofness broken due to her patience wearing thin.

"Imp, that's such a bold-"

"Be quiet you stuck-up asshole!" Athalia bursted at the mouthy-king. "As if you're not as guilty as her because she's not the only problem in this court!"

The storm began brewing as everyone but a few erupted into a chorus of mutters and whispers. "And before you ask, isn't obvious that you kept cutting in and interupt everyone who is trying to make their statement? Not to mention, it was you who held this court meeting for what?"

"I would like to agree with Ms. Athalia, you seem to be acting quite... Defensive. Rudely interrupting statements, your tone of voice, you calling this meeting?" Vassago said.

Athalia then points at the king, "You, you're working with her, if that wasn't proof enough..."

Brent nodded and took out a letter, "This letter is addressed to Lady Cassiopeia Goetia, written by Allocer and Botis-"

The whole court gasp as they turn their heads to the serpent and lion Goetias who are in the crowd. The overload continued, "Writing in place of King Belial of the Ars Goetia-"

A twitch formed from the king. A look of disbelief was written on King Beleth's face as the revelation is revealed.

"Discussing the next assassination attempt on their next target, High Duke Saleos." The poor injured Goetia is pretty much pissed off after everything, he gets injured during a party, gets injured again when he tried to rescue his daughter and her friends, and now he was the next target of assassination. Ophelia had to hold Saleos back because it seems as if he wasn't having any of it as he is very much tired of being treated like a doormat due getting into every misfortunes. Brent handed Lucifer the letter and he inspected it.

"Holy Hell... I fucking knew- I mean- I couldn't believe this!" Lucifer explained. "Yes, I know this sounds very cliché and all, but seriously, this may be hell, but there are standards to uphold, starting off is this fucking genocide being done behind my back!"

He turned to Belial, anger written in his eyes then to the 'imposter', "Now, there is no use to hiding behind that silly disguise now, right?"

With a snap of his fingers, the disguise of the imposter falls and it revealed a female owl Goetia with magenta eyes. She sneered at the king. And since this was broadcasted in all over hell, everyone can see who she is and the revelation of this.

"Cassiopeia Goetia, sister of Diana Goetia, who is the wife of Grand King Paimon of the Ars Goetia."

Somewhere, there's only one Goetia who didn't attend the meeting. The eyes behind his white mask bulge out as he spat out his afternoon tea.

"Curses...." The lady muttered.

"Well, look who decided to finally show herself after long years of absence...and to think, she's also the one behind every planned attacks that occured to our circle."

"Ours?!" She screeched. "It's been long gone since that bloody thing-" She points to Blitzø with absolute disgust and anger, "And to all those wretched hybrids and low life crawl their way up here as if they deserve it!"

"That old thing has been long gone now..."

From her position, Stella stood up as her pink eyes glared at Cassiopeia. "I'm sure the rest of us, MUCH civil ones can agree that we got our arses handed by them due to how we treated them." Stella stated coldly. "And here you are thinking that the solution to a problem that seemed so measley and petty would not only be genocide, but also kidnapping and homicide?"

"Our damn casino was caught on fire because of you making sure you wouldn't get exposed... To ensure people would never find out of your secret and what happened to Blitzø." Brent said, clawed hands gripping tightly into fists. "There were so many people there that were injured...."

"A few of our patrons and servants died in there too..." Sophist muttered.

"And here you are, in true colors to admit this and the other shit you have done." Nick stated, arms folded with a death glare on her.

"You...you..."

"And to think that others like you still remains...." Stolas spoke up, eyes glared at Cassiopeia with disdain. "Worse, to think I am related to you just makes it much more vile and disgusting that you have done all these heinous activities right behind our backs. Why would I ever consider you family?"

"Correction." Blitzø spoke up, everyone's head turned to him since this is the first time he has ever spoken since the starting of the trial. "Why do we even consider her part of us?"

Everyone murmured.

Cassiopeia was seething, a few Goetias are starting to get nervous, most likely they were part of Cassiopeia's side- traitors.

"I see there are those who are on her side..." Lucifer said. "Well, I supposed there's only one thing left to do when no one wants to come over here and fess up real clean."

From their spot, Alastor and Angel Dust were given the signal from Lucifer who subtly nodded at them.

"Al, care to do the honors?" Angel Dust said.

"It would be my pleasure, Mon Cher." Alastor's smile turned wide and wicked.

Many large black tentacles emerged from below many. But some grabbed a handful of Goetias who apparently are working beside Cassiopeia. Allocer, Botis, Belial, Balam, Baal... The court is in brief panic when they saw the tentacles but calmed when they realized it's not them that they are catching.

Of course, they are not getting detained with out a fight. From court to chaos when the captured Goetias use their magic to counter. Blitzø wouldn't let that happen so he along with the combined efforts of Alastor, Lucifer, the Party Crashers, and some other Goetias had managed to subdue and disable them from escaping.

The rest like Charlie, Stolas, Vassago, Millie, and Moxxie decided to make sure everyone evacuates the chaos otherwise they'd get hurt.

"No!" Cassiopeia abruptly stood up to escape but sadly that was a pitiful mistake.

"I don't think so..."

Angel Dust was already at her with a gun pointed straight at her. "One wrong move girly, and your head is blown." He threatened.

"Hah! You're forgetting one thing, sinner." She stated.

The spider sinner was caught off guard when Cassiopeia's own magic came and wrapped him in her own magic. "Ah, shit-!"

Angel Dust barely had the time to even do anything as he was suddenly lifted off the ground, dropping his gun as he began to thrash about. "Let me go, you bitch!!"

Alastor's suddenly distracted when he saw Angel Dust getting abducted.

"Mon Cher!"

He summoned his shadow minions and more tentacles to go after Cassiopeia. The female Goetia escaped after breaking through the windows before any of the tentacles or shadow minions could reach her, which she used her magic to blast them off.

"Angel!"

"Shit-!"

Blitzø cursed out as he suddenly went off and follow where Cassiopeia took off. Alastor later joined him while Lucifer and the Party Crashers have managed to round up the other rouge accomplices.