If you understood the clue at the end of the previous chapter, you know where this is going.

Also a few things I need to point out in this chapter.

1.) Octavia is aged up, because Jessie was five when he first met, and she was seventeen at that time. So now she's 28. Which also makes Loona 33, and Millie 38. Loona's canon age is 22, and in "truth seekers" Millie said she's five years older than Loona, meaning that Millie's canon age is 27. I forgot to mention all of that before, but I forgot.

2.) Stolas, and Stella are still divorced. It hasn't been said clearly in episode seven, but it definitely implies that that they are.

3.) The chapter's title is inspired by unidentified562 chapter in his story, "A Killer's Love."

4.) The first part of this was inspired by a suggestion by @v5gbp29xsyprivaterel, but I made my own personal changes to it.

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Back at IMP HQ...

No one's POV:

After the failed attempt to retrieve both the van, and Jessie, everyone regrouped back at the building. Mainly in the lobby of IMP.

Millie, and the succubi of Verosika's crew have been patched up for their injuries along with Loona. Meanwhile, Blitzo is fuming with anger as he paced back and forth around the lobby.

"Ok, someone explain to me as to what the fuck happened?!" He demanded in anger.

"I tried to get him to pull over, but he wouldn't listen. Then he flung me off the van." Millie said sadly.

"Did the van get damaged?" Blitzo questioned.

"Yes. I stabbed the roof of the van, and punched a hole in the windshield." Millie explained.

"I also shattered the passenger door window." Apple explained.

"FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF-" Blitzo was about to go off.

"You're not actually gonna fire me, are you?" Millie asked, her lip quivering, and eyes getting teary.

Well, more teary than they already were.

"*INHALES* *SIGHS* No, I won't fire you. But I'm docking your pay until further notice!" Blitzo said.

Millie sighs with relief.

"But YOU on the other!" Blitzo says, pointing an accusatory finger at Apple. "YOU are paying for a ne window to my van!" He says with anger.

"Now what the hell happened to that damn kid, and my van?!" Blitzo demanded.

"After kicking our asses, a giant demon bird grabbed the van in its talons, and took both him and the van." Coco explained, still mad at Jessie for hurting both her, and Apple.

"Giant demon bird? What do you-" Blitzo paused himself when he suddenly came to a realization.

"Oh... fffffffffffffuck me." Blitzo said, facepalming.

"Sir? What's the problem? Besides the obvious." Moxxie asked.

"I think I know who took him." Blitzo said with annoyance.

Suddenly, Loona walks into the room with a shocked face.

"Uh, guys?" She said.

"Yes, Loony?" Blitzo said.

"The book is gone." She says.

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*Quack*

Blitzo, and the other two imps stared at her, wide eyed with shock.

"Could you repeat that?" Blitzo asked.

"The book. Is. Gone." Loona repeated.

Blitzo said nothing. He just stood there, just staring. Then one of his eyes twitched. Then his head began to twitch, and he began to frown. That frown deepened as he began to growl, and then began foaming at the mouth.

He then took a deep breath, and brought his head back to scream at the ceiling.

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"FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-!!!"

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Jessie's POV:

Well fuck me.

That's the best that I can simplify my current situation.

After making a hasty escape by stealing the book, which sounded important enough if the voice in my head said otherwise, and stealing the van, I now find myself trapped in said van that's now flying in the air.

How's it flying? Easy! BECAUSE SOMETHING WITH FUCKING TALONS GRABBED IT!

Now here I am. Still in the van, flying to who knows where. What the hell am I supposed to do now?

...

...

... Stay petrified while still buckled in my seat. What else is there to do?

As this thing continued to carry me to who knows where, I soon see a large mansion up ahead. As the creature carrying the van gets closer towards it, the creature is apparently descending towards it.

... Wait... Why does it look familiar?

I try thinking back to when I was five, but I can barely remember. Not every memory of my five year old self is gonna resurface on the spot when I try to force it. My guess is that they most likely return when I encounter literal demons from my past. A similar thing happened with both Loona, and Verosika, but that doesn't mean I want to meet anymore demons! The mansion definitely looks familiar. It's the fact that I can't remember who lives in it is the problem.

All I can do for now, is wait, and see what happens. I'll fight if I have to, and given what happened so far, I will most likely happen.

"Here I go again." I say to myself.

The creature releases the van from its grip, and the vehicle bounces a little from being, I don't know, a few inches off the ground or something.

I'm looking through all the windows to see if I can spot its shadow, and sure enough, I see a giant birds shadow for a brief moment until it morphs in a near instant into a shadow of a tall slender figure wearing what I assume is a top hat.

The shadow is on my right, and I can see that whoever the owner of said shadow is approaching the driver's door.

I make sure all the doors are locked, I unbuckle my seatbelt, then I carefully moved over to the back of the van after grabbing my backpack, and I brace myself for what's next.

I can hear whoever it was outside the van struggle with opening the door. I make sure I hid myself behind the middle seats, just in case whoever this is looks through the windows.

I remain silent as I remain hidden while wearing my backpack.

Don't judge me. I'm wearing it just in case I need to bolt on foot. I could just drive away again, but it could just result with the creature picking me up again.

I'm suddenly startled by the sudden sound of the driver's door being ripped open. Well, I think it's the driver's door. I'm looking to see, but I'm pretty sure that it's the case.

But what disturbed me, and chilled me to the bone, was the posh male voice speaking to me.

"I know you're in here, human. You can't hide in the van forever. Your legs will get cramped. Trust me, I would know." He said.

Ok, that voice sounds familiar, and I already don't like it.

"You might as well reveal yourself. I'll just rip the van apart if I have to. Even though it belongs to my darling Blitzy~." He said, purring at the end.

Oh great, he knows Blitzo. Just to be clear, that was sarcasm.

I of course still remain hidden, and I don't reply.

"Very well then. Guess I'll just have to resort to dragging you with help." He says.

I hear him whistle, and I hear the creak of the mansions doors open.

"Yes, your majesty?" Another male posh voice asks.

"I need you all to guard all exits of the van. All except the back. If whoever is in there makes a run for it, try to tackle them, but try not to hurt them if it can be helped." The familiar voice said.

"Yes, your majesty." The other posh voice said, but it sounded like there's more than one apparently.

You've got to be kidding me.

I decided to stand in a crouched position. Just in case something happens.

Then of course, something happens. Right on que.

I can here the door handles trying to open the doors, but they wouldn't budge due to being locked.

Ok, posh voice is most likely going to rip the doors off to get to me. But you know what? Fuck it. Let him rip the doors off. If I have to run, I'll run.

I get into position, ready to shoulder rush whoever is on the other side of the doors.

Then suddenly, the doors rip off, and I immediately rush out with no hesitation. My shoulder slams into whoever it was, and we both fall onto the ground.

I didn't have time to see who it is, so I just rolled back onto my feet, and booked it towards metal barred gates connected to stone walls. Both have metal spikes on top.

"Dammit! Dude, a little help!" I said as I ran towards the wall without slowing down.

'Copy that.' The voice said.

I suddenly feel my speed increase, as well as my strength.

I speed even faster towards the wall, and I make sure I don't look back.

I ready myself once I think I'm close enough, and then, I jump!

I jump so high that it's not humanly possible, and I clear the fence.

But as I clear the fence, which is several feet high, not sure how high but it's freaking tall, I see someone already waiting for me, and before I knew it.

"Gotcha!"

I land in the arms of my captor, bridal style.

How humiliating.

I get a good look at him, and he's this royal owl demon with a crown and top hat combo, and four red eyes.

"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!?!" I yell angrily.

"I'm afraid not. Pleasure to meet you again, Jessie." The owl demon said, trying to make the conversation positive.

If that's even possible with me around.

"The feeling isn't mutual, chicken tender." I quipped.

Making quips is practically my coping mechanism at this point.

"No need to be rude. Anyways, I'm sure you remember me, correct?" The owl demon asked.

"Yeah, it's Stolas something or whatever." I answer.

"It's Stolas Goetia, young man." Said Stolas.

"Don't even start that. You're not my damn friend. Never have, never will be." I snapped.

"Well, regardless of your displeasure, I'm afraid you'll have to get used to being in my presence. More importantly, my daughter's presence." He said.

"Are you fucking pimping me out?!" I snapped with venom in my voice.

"What?! No! No no no no! Not like that! I meant to be part of the family again. You know, to be her little brother again, of course." Stolas explained.

Oh. Her. Greeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaat...

"I should've drove, and made you road kill." I say with annoyance.

"And yet you didn't!" He said with a smile. "Now let's get inside, shall we?"

"If I'm going to be a hostage, again, at least let me walk. You carrying me is fucking weird." I say, not liking my current position.

Stolas merely chuckled at my predicament.

"Who said anything about walking?" He said.

With a wave of his hand, we're teleported from the sidewalk to the inside of the mansion. Afterwards, he sets me down on my own feet.

"I trust you not to run, Jessie. You already saw what happened earlier." Stolas chuckled.

"Don't remind me." I groaned.

"Anywho, let's head to the living room. My daughter should still be there." He said.

I kept quiet as we walked there.

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Goetia mansion living room...

Octavia's POV:

I sat on the couch listening to music on my phone in the living room, waiting for Dad to get back from his search for Jessie.

I still couldn't believe it.

I was browsing on my phone when a notification popped up about an update on Verosika's Voxtagram profile, and then I saw a picture of her taking a selfie with what appears to be a confused human.

I wasn't sure what to make of it for a second, but then I read the caption.

'Jessie's back!'

I didn't believe it at first, because it could've been a different human with the same name. But then again, it has been years since I last seen him.

But it was then proven to be true when I saw the next photo she posted. It was a before and after photo, which displayed Verosika in both photos, but the one on the left showed her with a five year old boy, and the right is the same one from a moment ago. I was then fully convinced when I read the caption.

'Eleven year difference.'

It really is him!

Afterwards, I begged my parents to find him, and while Mom wasn't willing to get her hands dirty for some human, Dad was more than willing to do it in order to make me happy.

So here I am now. Waiting to see if he's successful.

I can't wait to see him again. But I can't help but wonder how much he's changed over the past few years. I have so many questions, and one of them is how did he come back after all this time?

I was soon pulled out of my thoughts when my Dad appears at the doorway of the living room.

"Oh, Octavia! I have a surprise for you, my owlet!" My Dad says with a smile on his face.

"What surprise? Did you find him already?" I ask, getting hopeful.

"Of course, my owlet. Reintroducing, Jessie Drackus." He says, moving out of the way to reveal Jessie standing behind him.

I couldn't believe my eyes.

Jessie Drackus.

He's standing right there. Finally home.

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Jessie's POV:

Ok, was tall when I first met her, but dang! She's as tall as her old man! Then again I was only a five year old when I first met her. Either way, they both tower over me.

Anyways, Octavia looks real happy to see me. Like a mix of shock, and close to tearing up in joy.

She approaches me cautiously at first. Then she quickly speed walks over to me, and smothers me in a tight hug as she gets on her knees. She then begins to cry softly.

"I'm so glad you're back." She says in a near whisper in her British accent, tightens the hug.

I just stand there, not really sure how to react. But I soon flinch, and tense up at the sound of a woman's screeching yell.

"STOLAS!!!" The woman screamed as I hear her footsteps rapidly approaching.

"Care to explain why that fucking filthy imp's van is doing in front of the house?!" She continued to scream.

From the sound of her accent, it sounds like a mix of Oxford and Cambridge.

Seconds later, she enters the living room to reveal what I assume is a swan demon with long eyelashes, a poofy royal dress, and a golden tiara.

Oh god. I remember this one. From what I recall, she was the scariest demon girl I met.

Stolas scoffed at this.

"I don't see why you would care, Stella. You don't even live here anymore!" He pointed out.

Huh. Looks like they're divorced. Oh well, I don't care.

Oh don't judge me like that! It's not my problem!

"That may be true, but that doesn't mean I want to see it when visiting! That damn better not be in my line of sight today!" Stella continued to argue.

"Well for your information, I brought it here because it got stolen by a certain someone that Octavia sees as her little brother." Stolas explained calmly.

"What?" Stella questioned, then she finally noticed me.

"Who, in the blazes, is that?" She demanded irritably.

"It's Jessie, Mom. Remember?" Octavia said.

"Jessie? That cowardly little boy?" Stella asked, insulting me at the same time.

"Do I look cowardly to you, spoiled brat?" I questioned, daring to invoke her anger.

"Excuse me?!" She questioned in a demanding tone.

"You heard me." I say.

"If I were you, I'd watch your tongue." She warned me in a threatening tone.

"The only way I can do that is in my reflection." I quipped, getting Stolas to chuckle.

"Heh. He gets it." I say.

"Only a moron would laugh at something as stupid as that." Stella grumbles.

"I guess it takes one to marry one, am I right?" I quipped, poking her ego.

I'm playing a game so dangerous, people should call me a daredevil.

Stella suddenly grabs me by the throat, and lifts me to her eye level.

"How DARE you?!" She screamed in my face.

"Oh I'm daring alright. So daring, that I'm a daredevil by using words!" I managed to say as she's choking me.

"Mother, don't!" Octavia protests, ripping me out of her mother's grasp, and I'm gasping for breathe.

"I just got my little brother back, and I'm not gonna let you hurt him!" Octavia said firmly, holding me close like a mother to her child.

Stella merely growled in rage.

"If he acts out continuously, then you may discipline him. But do NOT kill him. He's my adoptive brother, and your adoptive son. Understood?" Octavia stated firmly.

Stella takes a deep breathe, and sighs in annoyance before speaking.

"Fine! But I make no promises if he continues to act the way he is." Stella said.

"Oh look, you tamed the dragon!" I quipped.

I couldn't resist.

Stolas bursts out laughing so hard that his ass should've came off by now.

Octavia chuckles lightly at my quip, but Stella fumes in anger from being embarrassed, and leaves the room in a huff.