I looked around the alley and saw no one. Slightly confused about who Leviathan was talking about that's when I hear footsteps behind me.
I turn around to see the door open and a succubus walk out. She is in a simple baggy grey T-shirt and some sweatpants.
"What are you looking at? Want something?" She asks with a slight tese. Then she takes a long drag of a cigarette held between her fingers.
"Nothing really." I step aside to let her leave and go back to looking around the alley.
"Either I'm loosing my touch or he's gay."
I hear her mutter to herself. That gets me to let out a laugh at that.
"What's so funny big guy?" She asks even though I'm shorter than her.
"Nothing, just that neither option is true." I give my reply.
"Then do you want some action short guy?" Seeing as I was about her height I was a little confused on why she thought I was short. Actually, I'm just would be considered short for and adult hellhound.
"No thanks."
"Why? Your one of the owners new highers aren't you? Because most of them want to go a round or three with the girls here as soon as they get here." Her surprise and disgust in equal measures.
"I just have good self control." She immediately Bursts out laughing at my reply.
Which causes me to look at her confused.
"Your serious?" I nod in reply remembering where I am.
"You must be the weirdest hellhound I've ever met. Let alone the fact of you having self control, in the Greed ring of all rings." She laughs a little to herself before realizing something.
"But, I guess that ain't a bad thing in my opinion. Not like that's worth anything now a days." She mutters the last part to herself. I decidedly choose not to comment on it.
We then, kind of just stand thier in silence. Neither speaking. It's not uncomfortable though. We're just two people standing outside doing our own thing. It was slightly comforting knowing some normalcy existed in Hell.
"Well sugar I got to get back to my shift. Maybe I'll see you around another time." As she walks away she winks and sways her hips. I'm stunned by the sudden switch up and watch the door close behind her.
Soon enough I'm standing back at my post expecting nothing else to happen for a while as most jobs are. Only to be proven wrong immediately, as a shark man who had been walking down the alley walks up to the door behind me.
Without a second thought I grab the shark man's suit collar and pull. But instead of just being slightly pulled back his collar rips, and is instead flung to the ground behind me.
Taking it in stride I turn around to face him before I speak.
"No one enters Crimson's orders." The shark man recovered quickly before walking up to me. He stood at least a foot or two above me in height.
"And what are you gonna do about it punk?" Seemingly forgetting me accidentally throwing him with a simple tug I grab his throat.
With his throat in my very firm grasp it doesn't take long before the shark man passes out. No matter how hard he struggled. I was pretty violent there but I had really just wanted to get it over with. I then slowly walk over to a garbage bin and toss the man in.
Seeing his crumpled form reminds me that I need to master that second spell. Especially if just the first one had effects like these.
Cringing slightly at the smell of the garbage I make my way back to the much more pleasant smelling area by the door.
After a few hours of waiting the sky was getting darker, its green becoming almost sickly. The familiar boredom of work was starting to settle in as I was standing still for so long.
That changed when light from the end of the alleyway started to brighten. Next thing I knew there was a car pulled up in front of me. It was a black van with what looked like several people inside. My guess was they were here to cause trouble, I start to tense as each one leaves the vehicle.
As if to confirm my suspicions, they immediately draw their weapons upon leaving the car. Only to walk directly towards me. Scanning over them I can tell they are all male imps, their only outstanding features between the five of them, being the wildly different sizes. They confidently stride up to me, but even the biggest one is still below my eye level.
"What are you looking at bitch?" The lead imp asks with gruff of a smoker, a bit thin but tall.
"I could ask the same of you. Now leave before this gets messy." I reply, dripping with bloodlust. Thankfully it does cause the imp to stop for a moment, only for them to raise thier pistol at me.That prompts my coiled body into action.
I first grab their wrist and shatter it. Next I dig my teeth into thier throat, and tear it out. The othe imps are shocked for a moment before they too raise their guns at me.
I use the now dead imp in my hands as a body shield as I rush the second imp to soon be dead. They fire at me but the body of the dead imp does its job blocks most of the shots as I make my way to the cond imp.
When the body in my hands is nothing but viscera I toss it aside to takle my target. I crash us into the sedan crushing the imp instantly.
"Horatio No!" I hear one of the imps behind me yell. I take that moment to hop over the hood of the car into cover. Just in time as well, because I hear a scream of anger and gunfire behind me.
The car does an admirable job of protecting me from the gunfire. And soon I hear the sound of reloading. I try to get up and rush them only to be forced back behind cover by the last guy. Now that the shock has worn off they seem to be working together.
This puts me in a pickle. Im not sure what to do, as the gunfire starts up again. I take a look at my surroundings. And there's nothing of use, just a fucking dumpster and… Wait a minute that might work!
(Imp P.O.V)
I quickly reload, shoving my hate down for a moment to focus. But, Horatio and Boss Jack are dead. This was not supposed to happen tonight. It was supposed to be a simple smash and grab. Take the unguarded back entrance, Rob the club of thier drugs and money shipment. And get the hell out of here.
But now we're stuck fighting for our lives against a single fucking unarmed hellhound! When I see that whore of an info broker again I'll kill her! Because no one was supposed to be here, let alone this monster!
And to make things worse he seemed just like any other hellhound at first, if a little small. But as soon as Boss Jack tried to pull his gun on him it went feral!
He was terrifyingly strong. He treated Jack like a fucking plaything. And.. He killed Horatio. But that doesn't matter right now because he's trapped. He's stuck behind our car nowhere left to run.
I motion for Tyler to move to the right while me and Tom head left around the front of the car. We slowly approach making sure to be careful. We're not going to underestimate the feral beast of a hellhound again.