Chapter 131

Aw shoot. Looks like we have another one here.

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, bad flirts and needles.

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"Stolas?"

"Oh, hello Blitz."

Blitzo stares at Stolas standing by Loona desk. He looks at Loona who just shrugs. Then back to her phone. Glance to see Millie, Sallie head peak out from the meeting room. Look back at Stolas standing there in the Royal wardrobe.

Last time he saw Stolas physically was a few weeks ago. He just finally left the hospital. Back at their home. Blitz didn't use the front door but sneak through the window. Which was the living room. That Stolas, and his daughter were in. Just watching TV. Stola's leg and shoulder wrapped up.

It was very awkward.

Octavia did leave the pair of them alone. The teen looked extra grouchy but gave them space. Then there was just extra awkwardness with the TV being the only sound. The first thing that comes out of their mouth.

"Sorry my employee boyfriend tried to assassinate you."

That's one way to start a conversation that day. After that short visit there wasn't another physical meetup. One Blitzo had to keep running his business. Keep himself working as they got bills to pay. Try to get things back the way they were. Even if so, much has changed. Plus, Stolas was healing, duties, and other business.

Until right now.

"Stolas? Heyyy um did you need something?"

"Actually, I want to discuss a matter with you. Are you busy?"

"Um Loonie?"

"No, one called in and that mission we can't do till tomorrow. Client order and pay."

Blitz mentally cursed. Well, got to follow the client demands. Or don't have too either. Gah but got to have that sweet cash. "Fine, call them again to double check. Come on Stolas I got some time."

"Wonderful."

The two of them are now in the Blitz office. Blitz behind his desk in his chair. Stolas sitting down in the chair that was small but it would do. Still, even as he was seated down, still was the taller of the two.

"So, how the leg and shoulder?"

"Better now. Still, some soreness but that's not anything new there. Just shouldn't run till I get the okay." Stolas eyes scan the office a bit. Then their eyes set on the portrait behind Blitz. A portrait of Blitzo, Loona, Moxxie, Millie and Striker.

The former clown notices and curses. "About to replace it soon. Got keep something right there."

"Yes, a new horse portrait could work."

"Yeah, saw a few to work that out." Wrote a small note for a new portrait like they should have gotten. Yet, I still kept it. "But any who besides redecorating. Do you need something Stolas? Someone to get killed for another global warming predicament?"

"No, no I'm fine with that." Shook their head a bit. He then took a deep breath. "I'm just checking in to make sure everything on this side is good."

"What do you mean? Business is fine. Got a new hire, the other one only three days a week. Things are good."

"Three days a week? New hire?"

"Oh, right Mil sis is on the team. You probably saw her. Mox only comes in three days mostly paper work unless need extra hand." Blitz leans back in the chair.

"I um good. Good. Good still able to work. But that isn't what I fully meant. Has anyone tried to kill anyone here?"

"Stolas we live in Hell. Of course, somebody going to die." Roll his eyes.

"No, I meant like try to. Or related from well the assassination case?"

"Nope. Why did your ex found out we were there and sending someone out to kill us?" IMP wasn't even mentioned in the news from what he remembers. Along with was told to keep their mouth shut from those rodeo cowboys.

"I don't think so but you just never know. Safe than sorry." Along with still holding the over cheating business since it was an imp.

"Seriously."

"Yes."

"I thought that whole thing clears up. You go the proof, witness to take her down." Eyes went down. Great he just doodles over the note. It was a horse so excused.

"Well, if that's the case then you would have been called up to talk about that day. Yet, that isn't the case. Plus, can't talk too much about it right now."

"Great future jury duty. Yippie."

"So, all you are safe?"

"Safe as you can be down here."

"Good. How um Moxxie?"

Blitz stops to look at him. "Um what you mean?"

"Are they all right. Getting help?"

"Getting help? Stolas I'm lucky Moxxie now talking to me like before even if he being a little prick. If you're asking me if I talk to him about Striker. Well, I'm not getting into that." Blitz growled as he was about to snap his pen. "If you want to asked them. You can wait when they come back."

"Well, I do have another hour or two free."

"I mean come back next week."

"Next week?" What the blazes?

"Gave them this week off. Last week they took over the desk alone till I came back Thursday."

"What were you doing?"

"No, you concern owl boy."

"Okay, okay. What about Moxxie? Why they out?"

"Um why do you care?" Blink in confusion. His eyes then narrowed. "Is this some kind of interrogation if Moxxie knew about Striker trying to murder you?"

"No!" Shook their head really fast. "Even if that was the case. Their impression gave it away."

Even in their state being stabbed, along with losing blood. The look of Moxxie face. They had no clue at all. Unless they are one great actor then they need a damn Oscar. But that is not the case in this matter as it wasn't true.

"Then why do you want to see them. Outside of work you two really didn't hangout unless you tagged along. Is this the Flaw thing? Because I don't know what that shit is about either. Only break. Which a bummer was ready to model again. Strut that poses!"

Stolas try to think of a reason even if they are getting nothing. It was true. The pair didn't hang out until Stolas tagged along with certain outing. Or called them to be 'bodyguards. It was rare talk. Heck, it was quite surprising on their behalf that day to even go to the apartment to eat, then was the whole Flaw thing, Blitz ex and so many rats that day. Along with a threat by Moxxie to not saw anything about their work or else. Then a few months later the whole Puppet was revealed.

So, he got nothing besides it being business.

"I just." Look down at the ground. "I just want to talk to them."

He wants to talk to their Puppet again.

Blitzo stared until he let out an exhausting sigh. "Giving me a lot of junk to work here birdbrain. Look when he comes back, I'll text you."

Stolas perked his head up.

"But! A talk. That's it. If you really there to talk to them about if they or not. Then forget it."

"No. It's nothing of that sort. I promise you that." A small bow.

"Whatever." Roll their eyes too look away. "Anything else?"

"How are you three feeling after all this?"

"I still want to punch his hot face. Millie wants to stab them. Loonie eh doesn't care to much just annoy." Blitz huffed with his arms crossed. "Do wish I could have kept Bomby."

"Well, um right."

"Is he going to die?"

"Huh? I don't know the situation about the horse-"

"No, I'm not talking about the innocent creature I meant Striker."

Silence in the office.

"I don't know."

"What you mean you don't know? Wouldn't it be big, yes? I mean yeah, your wife in deep shit too."

"It's, this whole thing in general is complicated." Rub their forehead.

"Sounds like you royal asses making it difficult." Shrug. Not to phase with the look but didn't push it.

"Yes, well figuring out stuff."

"Boring." Swirl the chair around. "Sounds to me both side wasting time. While the others try to gather extra shit to show their innocence. Or some bullshit to not go to jail."

"I- "

"If you ask me," Blitz stops spinning as he pulls a cigarette out of their desk. Place it in their mouth. Then pull out a lighter, flick the switch to get a light. "Should have figured this junk out already. Unless Striker being not talking. Or your wife or whatever is just- "

Stolas stop lighting as he stared at the lighter in Blitz hand.

Flick.

A flame appeared.

Eyes close shut.

"Prince Stolas."

Stolas eyes open up. He lifts his head up and back up. Turn their head to see an antique wall clock. Look back out straight. It was the older imp behind the desk. Not looking at them but writing in a journal. Didn't look like your normal secretary. The gun for one in their back. Along with the attire fitted to be outside. Ready to go riding yet still showing some professional work. Along with a pair of two dark wood doors.

"Lord Wrath ready for you. Just go through those doors."

Stolas stood up clutching his hat. He walks up the door and waits.

"You open the door prince."

"Oh, um right." Look away a bit embarrassed as he does it himself. He thought they'll be someone to open them up.

"Just keep walking till you reach the room. Don't stop."

Stolas would have asked why but pushed it back. Can't waste time. Open the door, then start to walk. The hallway wasn't too long but it felt long to Stolas as he kept walking down the simple stone hallway. One step at a time on the natural stone flooring. The coloring Stolas not to focus on. Just keep walking till he reaches the end of the walkway. That led to an open entrance to the room. Once he arrived, he noticed that there were no other doors. Arrive in an oval shape room.

It wasn't anything fancy. No, throne. No, desk. Actually, there wasn't any kind of furniture of any sort. It was all bare besides four iron torches hung up high in different spots on the walls. It didn't look much but the fire lit up the bare room. Glance down at the center of the floor. In the middle was just a tiny hole. Didn't notice it till it started to glow.

A flicker of light came out. As it came out expand like a straight line sideways. As the light glow started to realize it was actually fire. Couldn't feel the heat. Then two orgs appeared. The size would be compared to like Stolas grimoire. A red-orange coloring then a black pupil slit stared across at Stolas.

"Lord Satan." Stolas bowed down at them.

"Prince Stolas of the Ares Goetia." A voice coming from the orb like eyes. It was male. The tone calms. Too calm. "You know why you're here."

"Yes, my Lord." Stolas head down.

"Stolas, explain to me why on that day you were at the café with your soon to be ex relatives?"

Stolas explain everything why we were at the café. How it was a talk about the divorce process. Stella, Andrealphus demanded extra in the arrangements. Then when Outlaw arrived and captured him. Call for assistant to be rescued. The interaction with 'Outlaw'. The fight. Then the Warthin guards arrived and were escorted out by portal to Sloth.

Now Stolas was standing there just waiting for them to speak. He wanted to fully look away badly. Those orbs are just staring at him.

"I read the paper work from what you told my guards. Then that so-called newspaper. The tv interview that your 'ex' done to show her concern. I have so many questions on what was going through your head."

"I understand your highness."

"First, off. That day was anything else supposed to happen? Or just meeting with those two?"

"I had an appointment with Prince Asmodeus afterwards."

"Did it involve the divorce?"

"No, it was a different mattered."

"All right. I won't ask. Next, question. Why would you call IMP but not your legions?"

"Goetias get kidnapped a lot. It happened to me a couple of times. At the time I didn't think through how dangerous this really started out to be." The owl shrugged. The first few times were scary. Then remember another few times like when it was with Stella or other royal kids. Yet, it never got too far out of control. Then when he had Octavia, he makes sure she wouldn't go through that.

"Dangerous." Eyes stared down at him. "Does IMP have any connection to royal guard business?"

"No."

"So, this is the first time IMP done a retrieval mission."

"I wouldn't say first they were my body guards for me, my daughter visit at Loo Loo Land."

"Why? You have your own set of guards already for such a thing."

"I am well aware it," Stolas shuffled a bit. He wasn't expecting these questions. Not in a long shot. Now I don't have much of choice. A weary sigh. "Lord Satan how much do you know about my marriage to Stella?"

"Arrangement. Try to show a picture-perfect front. Worst matchmaking business that so call father of yours done yet. Then of course when your ex doesn't know to keep her mouth shout declaring you cheated on her with an imp." Just kept staring at him. "I don't see what she has to complain about since all you Goatias are hypocrites. You just got caught."

Stolas head went down a bit. It sounds like Wrath doesn't care. They don't care about cheating but at the same time their opinions on Goetias are already low to begin with. "Indeed, I did. IMP founder was the one I slept with."

"You been in contact with him since last year?"

"Yes."

"What the relationship now?"

"I would just call it acquaintanceship as of now."

"So, you were close to IMP."

"I was a future Sponsor for their business."

"Then you met Striker during that time when he was employed to IMP."

"When he joined IMP, we have met a few times."

"Nothing gave away he was Outlaw? Threat?"

"I mean he didn't like how I was there. He was as civil as one can be." The owl took a deep breath. "Didn't like the idea someone of my rank be involved with their work. Even after I stop being a sponsor."

"I see." The stare at Stolas own eyes for a long time. "You still continuing with the divorce procedures?"

"I am."

"Does your daughter know the extent what going on?"

"She knows we are in the process of divorce. Her mother can no longer step foot in my home. All her belongings were returned to her. Octavia has been going back and forth to our homes the last three months."

"Does she know Stella the one who made arrangements for your assassination, along with will be pressed charges?

"Press charges?" Stolas blinked.

"Of course? You are pressing charges since she the one who sent the assassin."

The owl stood very still. "There is not enough evidence. The word from a murder will be shallow out by whoever Stella would hire for a lawyer."

Silence.

"Are you being dumb right now?"

"Pardon?" That is not what he expected. Along with using the word dumb.

"I'm not repeating myself."

"No, I heard what you said. I just don't understand why such a question."

"Because right now I see a dumbass not using that so called intelligence of his. Or is the lack of common sense on hold." His voice started to sound just astounded. "You have the witness. Striker gave a testimony on what happened. For, peak sake witness accounts how your ex declared wanting you dead."

"Probably lied." Stolas growled under his breath. "Throw her under to save his neck."

"Isn't that what you GOETIAS do too?"

"It's not the same." Stolas shoots back. Anger began to rise up. No, no stay calm.

"Oh! Do tell me? How is it not the same?" The orbs then tilt sideways as if a head was tilting. "Or do you have no answers because you're letting your emotions take over."

"I'm not letting my emotions take over."

"You have an assassin who gave a testimony. One that if he tried to lie would have died in the spot. Gave us the evidence. The Holy Weapons. Voice recordings they have done along with the phone. You have all this on the tip of your claws to get back to Stella. But you're not going to use it?" Eyes then looking back and forth. "Has everyone lost their mind?"

"Lord Satan, you have to understand. I do not want to work with Striker. I prefer he be executed for crimes of attempt assassination of my life. As for Stella, it'll be noted in court of her attempt to assassinate me as she is vocally displeased not getting the rest of her fair share. Even though both of our lawyers have been going through the process of the demands. Then there will be the meeting with the rest of the Goetias to settle the matter as Stella will no longer hold rank as Princess. I continue my duties. Octavia will be 18 soo- "

"Denied."

"What?" It looks like a bombshell hit his face.

Denied?

"Striker will not be executed."

Stolas beak gap open in shock. "What you mean he won't be executed? He gone to try and take my life! Along with hurt two others! He is already in high treason as it is going after a Goetia life! I demand if he won't be executed here than to be release to me."

All four torches' flames began to rise up.

"Demand?"

There was still a calming tone from the orbs. It was like a normal get together, very casual. Until the end of the conversation you didn't pick up how the tone went down.

Stolas took a step back.

"Demand me what to do in my ring? Let me remind you of something Stolas. None of you have any power in my rin- "

"But it's me- "

"SILENCE!"

The once calm voice raises his pitch up. A low growl could be heard.

Stolas fell backwards as the eyes are both now huge. Stare down at him with such intensity. The color of their eyes felt like he was being burned.

"I will not be order how to run my own! This happens in my ring! The prisoner in my ring! This case is my choice the moment you took the call! Right now, all I see is a prince who is letting his emotions make foolish decisions! Are you this prideful to not accept help from an assassin that your ex hired? Why are you protecting her? She doesn't care!"

"He will go after my daughter! I have to protect my daughter!" Stolas yelled at the eye.

That was the biggest reason he didn't want Striker help. That fear of a father he could go after his daughter. The snake made it very clear not liking the royals. What if he ignored Stella orders and payment to come after her?

"Who will protect her when your ex-hires another? Well!"

"You will not understand my wrath as a fath- "

SLASH!

Stolas freeze. Their left eye moves to see a deep slash mark into the stone floor. Can smell the stone as it was cut through. The smoke rising up as the edges. He didn't know he far the cut went but it was very deep. Star at the stone to see how the edges were dripping like they were now wax.

"Do not tell me what wrath like." The calm tone now rough, ready to pierce him any second. Both the orbs stare down. The red began to wrap back around the molten orange. The black slits regain their original color. "I will not dismiss your fear as a father. But I can't dismiss such a reason. I will not execute Striker but he will be punished for his action. Under my rule."

"What kind of punishment?"

"That is not your concern. Just like this case of your attempt life I will not be involved. As of now the one called 'Outlaw' will be declared dead. If you go to the others Goetias about me dismissing this. I will burn every last one of you try to throw the rule book at me. Your ranks have no meaning here. Remember I allowed you, and the ones before here, to go to the festival. I will flick it all away like it is nothing. "Kept staring down till it looked like they were doing a version of an eye roll. "But since your position to open the skies for the Red Moon has been decent. Unlike that father of yours when he done it. I will keep the evidence for you to use. That is all I will do to offer help. After that I will not help any of you."

"Why?" Stolas whispered at them with a mix of confusion, and fear. "Why are you protecting them?"

The eyes start to grow smaller. "I'm using my head. I'm not telling you to forgive Striker but I have to keep him alive. If I don't you will lose a battle even, I will not help you finished."

"I don't understand." Stolas slowly lifts himself up. Then freeze as those eyes are right at him. So, close to be touch. The color is less bright. No longer could feel the heat.

"Who do you not want as an enemy. Your so called Goetia family?"

The eyes then closed shut and began to vanish. The torches blew out as darkness began to consume the room. The end of the meeting along with a few last words.

"Or IMP?"

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Done!

Well, that was an interesting flashback along with interaction.

Blitz and Stolas interaction able to stay well professional with weird awkwardness.

What will Stolas do now?

Another Art Doodle posted! This time a few characters we see in summer getup.

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