Chapter 147

Fun is on the way!

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

Error/Moxxie speaking/speaking/singing

Voices/Text/Flashback/Singing

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"THAT WASN'T THE DEAL!" Stella screams as she was on the phone with the assassin.

She just wanted a update. That was it! It was pure luck hearing one the other Goetia talking about how another going to Mammon Clown pageant show. Then to hear Stolas was going too.

It was just the perfect timing to do it now!

But nope! Not for Stella Goetia!

"Well, you weren't that specific."

"Specific! I said to kill Stolas!"

"Well, I almost did. Didn't warn me about the bloody guards since you mention he still doesn't have any by his side."

"All of you damn assassin! What do I pay you for?"

"Nothing." A small shrug as he jumps down on another boat. That little one really got him good. He was a bit annoyed to lose the gun. Then well tackle down off the high raptures. He was getting too old for that kind of extreme mess and was lucky to even get away. "Security was just very special tonight for the clowns."

"Go back and kill him!"

"Hmm you know what no. I have better things to attend too. It was still fun as I got some details to settle some Intel's."

"What the fuck are you talking about? You should be begging for your life if I don't get too you!"

"Funny thing is the one before try to beg for his life. Yet, so much blood clogged up their throat."

"Are you going to make sense or- " Her eyes then went wide with the next few words coming out of his mouth.

"Then you called. I couldn't be rude because all I know it could have been a family member of theirs. A co-worker. Some unwanted children just left. You just assumed I was that assassin all this time." A little giggle came out of his mouth. "It was quite fun and was able to work with my plans so well."

Stella was very confused and angry. "What are you blabbering about you wretched filth."

"I got to go now. I wonder how you will get out of this one if I let my lips slip. That not only Stella of the Ars Goetia dared plan to assassinate your ex-husband again. Got enough proof. Call it pay back not helping me out years ago."

Stella stunned, not understanding at all what he was talking about. But she picked up quickly this wasn't the assassin she hired but someone else. Someone else who lied they were.

"I got to go. Keep the money. Who knows, maybe it'll be your turn next. I heard sibling rivalry on the rage these days then divorces. Bye."

The dial ended.

Stella dropped her phone on the floor. Her face looking down at the glistening floor. "This can't be happening."

"Stella what the fuck?!"

Stella turns to see Andrealphus standing their stun. Along with furious. His eyes glowed dangerously as his tail began to rise up. The temperature is dropping now.

Got a lot of explaining to do.

Grillo hums as he puts the phone away while he jumps down to another boat. Rip the hat off. Wince at the impact. "Well, now that's taken care of. If I go this way- "

Steel, fiberglass can be heard being stepped on.

You got to be kidding me?

Turn quickly ready to shoot with the backup gun. Eyes widen when they were tackled down. The impact made them lose their footing to slip. Both pairs began to roll down with another body. Hit one boat after another while fighting.

The pair were somewhat lucky as the part of the ground they hit wasn't the open water. But land, sand, trash, possibly a dead body somewhere and parts of the water. The filth under the docks.

Grillo groans from the impact. Raise their foot back to kick the demon off them as he takes a few breaths. Shuffles to look for their gun. Hiss as there was pain coming around their body. Where the fuck is it?

CLICK!

"Stay still now." Moxxie kept their gun pointed right at them. Sees the freeze.

"Your one stubborn and determined guard." Turn to look at them.

Some point the right contact came out to see the white pupil. Face bruised up, along with their lip busted, from being kicked in the face. Dirty, soaking wet and probably smell horrid.  Hood rips off from the struggling and pulling. Scarf was very loose to see their own face. Stare as the taller demon turn to look at them. A pair of spiral red and black eyes looking at him.

Moxxie eyes widen slightly at those eyes.

Eyes showing confusion once, surprised and then giddiness.

"Oh, my Levithan someone must be loving me today." Press their hand against their own face with a big smile.

"I said- "

"Moxxie look at you grown!"

Moxxie freezes.

"Oh, you forgot about me." Shook their head with a 'tsk'. "Then again, it's been such a long time. Can someone remember that young?"

A scowl began to appear. "I don't know what you're yapping about but I don't care. You were going to murder Stolas."

Grillo eyes study them over." You must have been really, really good to spot me up there. Would have had it too till you threw that toy."

Moxxie eyes glowed. This demon just so casually admits causing that attack. They could have lost their friends.

"I'm sorry I can't help myself to look at you. That same look just like before. The horn. The freckles. Hmm I did hit that right side of your face pretty hard. Maybe the other one a contact? That scarf you still have. My gosh that red ribbon in your hair. Aww what with the wrapping on the tail? Wanted to be fully black like two black strips on your tail?"

A warning click now. This was too creepy. How does he know him? No, got to focus." Answer me the question. Who sent you to shoot Stolas?"

"Stella Goetia of course."

"The pigeon?"

"I like that but yes. Now I bet you're wondering why?"

"Ex-husband. Not happy. Money."

"Correct." He smiles big. "Don't worry I'm not getting paid. Well, not now after that phone call Moxxie."

"How you know my name?"

"How do I know? You really don't remember or just forgot it. So, young. So, innocent. So, adorable. So, little." He cooed as he slowly walked in circles. Their scorpion tail hung over his shoulder.

"Are you going to keep talking or lie?" Watch them closely.

"I would lie indeed but for this? Oh, no. I can't possibly do that now for this unexpected reunion!"

Eyes glowing angrily. This demon was pissing him off but also another feeling.

A warning to themselves they need to go.

"I rarely have reunions. Like very rare. I'm very pleased I was carrying this. After all it was one of my favorites." Pull out a small notebook. It didn't look like it got wet at all.

No, a photo album?

"Let's see here we are!" Swipe a photo out. Arm out towards them.

Stare at it suspiciously.

"Go! Take it! It actually belongs to you! Along with another."

Wearily approach while on guard. This was stupid and risky. Yet, curiosity but that other part made him want to stay back.

Belongs to him?

"It won't bite. Unless you want a paper cut." Smile bigger.

Swipe it out their hand. Jump back fast while still on guard.

"Cautious like before. Just less sweet it seems. No, crying." Flip a few pages. Pull out another one until he puts it back in the satchel. "Go ahead look. I want to see the expression on your face."

That should have made him not look. He looks damn excited. Fascinated even. Look down at the paper.

It was a photo. Black and white.

A photo of a young imp woman with long wavy hair. A flower in her hair. Two black horns. Freckles on her cheek. A warm smile on her pretty face.  She was holding a small looking-

What? Then he flipped it to the other side fast. It had names.

Reyna Flor.

Another name too.

Moxxie.

"What going on here?" Stare at this woman with this child. Both have a features almost similar to the other. It started to confused along with frustrate them. Their heads were hurting. Why is it hurting? Why is their photo of them with this woman? "Why do you have this?"

All of this was making them feel sick. Uncomfortable. It was the kind of feeling they weren't used to having.

"I mean I do try to take every photo of the ones I encountered. That one. Oh, she was a damn good shooter. Took eight of mine down. I was very impressed. But I couldn't have that now. Even after I offered the deal to work with us. The Forty Bandits of Thrym!"

Slowly lift their head up. "No, no. I heard you all were taken down. You're supposed to be dead. "

"I almost did a few years back. By one of my own. Asshole after I done so much train him. Then again, I guess it was sort of my fault not explaining the whole job description. I took their photo of them. Kind of funny now I think about but I never would have put two and two together if I looked closer." He offered it out as he flipped it.

Moxxie eyes widened when he flipped the photo.

The Non-Prom Photo.

It was the one Striker mentioned he lost.

"Pity I heard that 'Outlaw' died. I wanted another chat with him again after he almost put us to the ground. Same with that force of Wrath. They really didn't like it when they found out about those murders. But got the next best thing! I should have put two and two together. I always was better at recognizing another in person. Yet, we were so young back then. But wow now just looking back at my memories. Thi-"

Reach out fast to snatch it away. Held both the photos close in one hand. While keeping his gun locked on him.

"Rude."

"Explain this!" Held up the first picture. "Who is Reyna?"

"You did hit your head really hard. I would have expected you to have died from that injury alone. I wasn't trying to throw you off the hill. But you really caught me off guard, I also was VERY unhappy. You're the reason my arm is still broken!" Motion their arm in the sling.

"Shut up. Just shut up and answer the question." Breathing began to go fast. Way too fast. Their heads were hurting worse than before. Like

Like.

Wait.

That check box. When he tried too to look at something that was blocked.

"Why are you still smiling?" Why does he have that smile? One they recognize too much. A smile they have seen on many faces yet some can be crueler than others. Sicker. Emotionless. Acting.

Just too excited to see another in pain.

Clutch the pictures as their hands were trembling as they bring them to their chest. Gun still out. Point right at them. Just take the shot. Just take a damn shot now. You can do it! You can kill them. Take the shot before he gets away again!

Again?

ACCESS D-

"I'm just so happy. I wonder if I'll see that expression on your face again." Tilt their head with a happy sadistic smile. "That look when I took your mother life away."

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Done.

*Staying in the forcefield* Nope, not coming out.

At least we will have some questions and mysteries resolved soon. Twist in different ways all around.

The pageant is still on going up there.

Go check MistraltheSkelegirl as that done a fan-art in their  Art Book. Go get distracted!

Any questions?

Until next time.

Bye, bye!