So Much In Common: Book 1

Chapter 19: Stolas Is A Nice Owl

I did some research on the Hazbin/Helluva lore for this.

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"Oh what a surprise, the demon famous for his deals has come to make one with me~" The owl put his book down on a small table by his side and stood up, taking long strides to the deer before him.

"So what is it you need, someone dead, someone to suffer?" Stolas walked a circle around Alastor before taking a stop in front of him.

"No, I need a child." This caught Stolas off guard.

"Alastor, I know you're a cannibal, but I didn't think you-"

"No, no, not for that!" Alastor interjected before the bird could finish, "I wish to adopt a partner for my partner and I."

"You mean the spider?" Stolas seemed amused by this.

"Yes, he wishes to have a child of his own. I figured since you have that Grimoire, maybe you can help me get one for him." As Alastor spoke, something flashed across Stolas's face, the Radio Demon didn't catch it, and it was gone before he could.

"Alright, just let me call the person who has my book first." Stolas walked over to an oak desk that stood in the corner, where a phone stood. He began dialing and waited for someone to answer.

"You mean, you don't-"

"Hush now, Alastor." The owl held out a finger, gesturing to how the other end of the line had been picked up.

"Why hello, my favorite imp, it's Stolas!" A few shouts could be heard before Stolas continued, "No, I'm not calling for that. I need you to bring my Grimoire, I have a friend here who needs it for a bit." The voice on the other end said something that Alastor couldn't quite hear, "Well I guess it's only fair I compensate you for the trouble Blitzy, since this does go outside our agreement, but you must escort my friend to where they need to go." More words were spoken before Stolas let out a happy bird sound, "Great! I'll see you in a few my big dicked knight!"

"So the Grimoire is on its way?" Alastor tried to ignore the last thing Stolas said.

"Yes, but we may as well get comfortable while we wait. Take a seat Alastor." Stolas gestured to another leather chair next to his own. Alastor didn't think that chair had been there when he'd first arrived, but he sat anyway.

"Now, I assume you'll want a demon child?" The owl asked as he sat back in his own chair.

"That would be preferable. I wouldn't want to bring a human to such a harsh place." Alastor may not have been the most saint of humans, but he wasn't a monster. He would never subject an innocent to this infernal pit.

"It seems you do have a a heart under all that power." Stolas teased, "Well I happen to know of a place in the Seven Rings where they keep orphaned Hellborn demons, but I must warn you of something Alastor. Human souls are supposed to be confined to here, the Pride Ring. If they find you in another ring, you'll be killed. I took a big risk even coming up here to my temporary home in the Pride Ring just to talk to you about this."

"You mean you don't live in this ring?" Alastor was confused. He knew there were different realms of Hell, but he didn't know Stolas wasn't from this realm.

"No, I live in the Greed Ring, along with most of the imps, including Blitzo. Blitzo was the one who I was on the phone with."

"You mean the founder of that assassination company, I.MP."

"Yes, while the I.M.P building  is in the Pride Ring, where the demons from Earth are, Blitzo lives in the Greed Ring, along with his employees. Hellborn are allowed to travel between the Seven Rings."

"So which of the Rings will you be sending me to?"

"This orphanage if sorts is in the Sloth Ring, which is lucky for you. The Sloth Ring has some of the weakest demons I've ever seen, and the Sin who Lucifer put in charge there doesn't really pay much attention to what happens there."

"Will I be going alone?"

"Of course not! Blitzo will go with you. I know a demon like you probably doesn't care much about having a bodyguard, but my Blitzy can help get you to where you need to be in one piece. All I ask is that you return with Blitzo alive."

"Sounds fair enough."

"Alright bitches, I brought the stupid book!" A rather large imp with long horns barged into the room, an unpleasant look in his face.

"Blitzy! So good to see you!" Stolas got up to greet the demon, but merely had a Grimoire shoved in his face. He took it with a sad expression.

"Yeah whatever." Blitzo saw Alastor and pointed at him, "Aren't you that radio guy who kicked a bunch of powerful guys asses?"

"Yes." Alastor stood up and held out a hand, "Alastor, pleasure to meet you Blitzo. I must say, I admire that company of yours."

"Well, you may talk like a rich asshole, but you seem okay." Blitzo shook the deer's hand, then turned to Stolas, "Okay where am I taking this guy?"

"To the orphanage in the Sloth Ring." Stolas was already flipping through the book, trying to find the right page, "Just take him there, let him do what he needs to, then call me when you're ready to come back. Luckily, you won't have to go far. I can't put you directly in the building because that may draw attention, so I'll drop you off in an alley close by."

"Okay, let's fucking do this." Blitzo cracked his knuckles and made sure his gun was loaded.

A portal suddenly opened in front of the demons. Blitzo hopped in first, then Alastor. Once the portal was closed, Stolas set the book next to the one he had been reading earlier. He looked sad, and fraught with worry.

"Be safe...my Blitzy."