Helluva Grimm

Sixth Chapter:An Helluva Shooter

"Ugh...we've been wandering around here since...forever! And we still haven't found anything! Doc:I'm getting damn bored, here on the streets!" says YoYo, now that he and Doc Croc are on the streets, having decided in common to go to those areas...still not finding any kind of person, that they could ever help:what a disappointment,for them...
"Have patience! You just have to be patient:the book said it will be someone of unexpected. So, of course, logically he will reveal himself when we would least expect it. So we'll have to get ready for anything, YoYo!" says Doc Croc, as he wanders in the streets, trying to show his determination, continuing to look around at every, single point...but time continues to pass. More and more. And, at a certain point the two gets so tired...that they cannot help but stop, once they arrive in front of the white marble staircases of one of the many houses on the street they had come across.
"aaanf...what a tiredness, Doc! I...I'll tell you the truth:few times I think I've walked so much! Only with those intrepid guys we had to accompany on trips that really made your heart splash!..." says the little blue jackal, who bends on his knees, placing his hands on them, completely tired.
"We must continue...to pay attention to what surrounds us, YoYo. A child, a boy or anyone else:anyone could be the one we are looking for! Aah..." he says, pausing for a moment to catch his breath, while sitting on the steps.
"Not to mention those...those demons who wanted to kill us! We took a great risk! Imagine what they could have done to us, if we hadn't been so careful and lucky!..."
"But it didn't happen. And then they went away, didn't they? I mean:they fell for who knows how many floors! Surely they returned to their home, to say the least..."
YoYo, having said that lies down, sighing, while he stretches his legs.
"Now I really want to enjoy a good nap..." he says, yawning quite loudly.
"We can't be absolutely sure! And then it's always good,to never let your guard down: I remind you that cities like this are almost completely unexplored territory for us! We can't really know what to expect! Those assassins and the words of the book have both proved it! We should at least find a more secluded place first, if we really want to stop, YoYo!..." says the gecko, looking sternly at his companion, not at all convinced of the break he wants to take himself,intending so to remain in a safe position.
"I, on the other hand say that you worry just too much:we are dead tired! We have walked for miles and miles! I'm really bored! No one is around to disturb us, since everyone's asleep! I think we can afford a little pause, can't we?" asks the jackal, almost completely indifferent, to the concern of his partner:like as if he didn't care. Or, even worse...he didn't notice.
"I!...I really don't know what to do with you...I really don't know, that's it! You are...you are an absolutely incorrigible being!..." says the gecko, snorting irritably, while he lies in turn on the steps, relaxing himself a bit, in more ways than one, since he's quite tired. Too much to continue to walk immediately. So they wait for a while. That is, at least until, suddenly YoYo sees a particular illustration on a high white wall of another property in front of the house in front of which they have stopped to rest, which he had not noticed at all before.
"Hey, Doc: look there, do you see it?"
"What, YoYo? ..."
"Well:if you might wanna look!...can you see it? There is a worn poster of a princess and a frog. And under the frog it's written "The Princess and The Frog". It definitely looks like a movie poster!"
"Okay...so what? What's your point, YoYo?..."
"Nothing:reminded me of all those times we helped the unfortunate ones turned into ugly toads to get back as before." replies the blue adventurer, smiling jovially.
"Eeeh...I understand:now that I think about it..." says the red and pink philosopher, who looks carefully at the poster.
"Yes...I must say that it reminds me of them too:thank goodness we were able to find a happy ending for each of them! Anyway...I noticed one thing:it's necessary to note that, without counting our last adventure, before this one in particular...it's really been a long time, since we came back conscious, thanks to the book, to be able to help someone:according to my calculations, based on the level of dust we left, before leaving...at least... "
And, at that point his gaze becomes strongly worried.
"About ten years..."
"Oh dear, Doc, don't even say that:just thinking how long I remained stuck, in a room...ggghhhh, I get chills!..." he says, chattering his teeth in discomfort.
"...what do you think it could possibly mean, Doc?"
"Believe me, YoYo: I don't have the slightest guess...but I am absolutely sure of two things, anyway:the first is that it surely had very valid reasons. And the second is that now it needs our help again, to be able to support someone. And that...is all that matters, in the end." he replies, while he slowly gets back on his feet, nevertheless not failing to visibly struggle, while he does, due to the excessive fatigue that his body(not really that much physically built) has to dispose of properly.
"I really think we have rested enough, YoYo:for now we have been lucky, it's true... but you never know, what kind of troubles may appear on the horizon:which is why we absolutely must continue, always paying attention to everything. To what surrounds us... "
"Aaaah...I said it:too worried!" YoYo says, as he gets to his feet at a time, faster than his friend, without showing any signs of fatigue.
"Good. And so, now we go back to looking for the boy, the girl, the dog, the mouse, the turtle or whoever else really needs us, YoYo!" says Doc Croc, who adjusts his hat and then starts walking to the right, all serious and determined and with his tail well raised.
"Under your command, drill sergeant..." YoYo says, chuckling to himself, as he begins to follow him...finding something quite unexpected, on top of a light pole:a feathered trio, well known to them, consisting of a little cream-colored guy with a cockscomb and a long orange-red beak, dressed in blue. Another yellow one with a nice dose of feathers on the head to simulate long hair with a short light orange beak, dressed in a red jacket. And yet another one with a beak of a common orange, dressed in green and with a phrygian cap of the same color. The trio looks at them, strangely...somewhat worried: something's wrong...
"Uuh? Hey, guys! It's a pleasure to see you here! You know:I think we're a little lost!..." says the blue jackal, to the three, approaching the light pole where the three birds are standing, looking at them all smiling and hopeful:after all the three of them always show up to give them some kind of help, don't they? Well...that was also the case...
"I also admit that we are a bit lost, yes. And we have absolutely no idea where to go! Have you seen any...one in need, on the streets?..." the red and pink gecko asks uncertainly, looking to the trio as well...but noticing their concern, unlike his friend. Until it becomes slightly gawky. Then...all three of them sing together in a rather improvised way, snapping their fingers to the beat as they do it.
"If you two actually want to suucceeed!
You'll have to see who's really in neeed!
Because in a very,oddly waaaaayyy!
You'll have to doo more than a tryy!
And up you two should definitely seee!
And up you two should definitely seee!
UP,UP,UUUUUUUUUUP!"
say the three ones. Then the two travelers, somewhat confused try to do as they say, starting to look up, in front of them, in the direction of one of the many gray and identical buildings. And what they see in a window...makes their blood freeze and their body remaining like blocks of marble in place. Then,in a split seconds...
"YOYOOOOOO!..." says Doc Croc...as he pushes his friend away...catching something in his place that smears his shoulder, causing him a clean cut that makes him scream in pain, with the birds flying away in terror:that...was a highly armor-piercing bullet, fired from a silenced handgun, so that it wouldn't wake anyone of unwanted up. And that gun...is, at that moment held firmly in the hands of a certain small red being with white hair and a bow tie, who look at them with yellow eyes, reduced to two slits...in an absolutely terrifying way:he...is Moxxie. And he's determined, to take revenge for what they did, even if indirectly to his sweet angel of death.
"Dooooc! Doc, let's go, quick! What are you doing standing there:leet's moooove!" YoYo asks, as he stands up and runs, holding his bespectacled friend by an arm, dragging him quickly behind him, while the imp, purely angered adjusts his aim and tries to shoot them on the go(among other things...it is interesting to note how he manages to almost hit them with just an handgun from an high building, at a distance of a few hundred meters. Wow...just wow...).
"Hhhmm..." wonders, meanwhile...a certain royal owl, in his bathtub with many candles around, relaxed and immersed in his thoughts, while he smiles...and looks, through the bubbles in his tub at all those who are involved in that strange affair, watching very closely(with the exception of Devolgar, who still managed to escape this ability of his...). Then he chuckles, as he sees Doc Croc throwing the lid of a barrel at another incoming bullet from Moxxie...to no avail, as it passes through it. He and YoYo still manage to escape, since they were continuing to run, getting so only touched, by the bullet. What an incredible luck...
"YoYo and Doc Croc: as usual you never fail to prove yourselves among the greatest adventurers in existence! You are so small and tender...yet absolutely not so naive or easy as you look:it is for this very same reason, that my sweet Blitzie has really conquered me, ohohooh!...speaking of him..." he says again, as he watches him finding Millie, after returning to the building, climbing out of the window he fell from...only to find himself falling underneath, landing not quite unhurt, in front of her.
"Blitz!...
"grrh...hhaah...looks like someone made an hellhound party right here right now!...Meh..." he says, as he stands up, shaking his head, and then observes his employee and the conditions in which he finds her, with a grimace on his face.
"Oh girl:will you ever miss something? All we need is that you get raped by some maniac, at this point." says the boss, not at all delicate, as usual.
"Blitz...Moxxie called you? Is he here too?..." she asks, still unable to get up.
"Eehm...well,yes...but actually no: I'm looking as well, for that troll of yours. Do you know where he is?"
"He's gone...he went to get those two brats. Even if I wanted to accompany him, to help..."
"I can see that happening..." he say,not at all convinced,by Millie's words...
"Admirable, and all the rest. Anyway...you know:I think I was just...aaa little wroong,with our taaargets!..." says the big-horned demon, scratching his head and smiling nervously.
"Wrong?..." asks the female imp, looking confused...
"Yeah...about that:it may be that I allowed myself to be a little too carried away by the greens...and accepted to...fuck up two virgins that perverted birb didn't want to be actually fucked by us..."
"WHHAA?!" she asks, obviously agitated, in hearing this.
"See you back when we'll leave. And don't try to break anything else! I'm going to stop your hubby!" says the former clown, running away from the building, taking advantage of the holes in the wall that his employee of the month had made for him, to climb.
"BLIIITZ!..."
"I just hope I'll find him before he kills those two Paddington-wannabe:for once I really wouldn't mind, if he stayed in pacifist mode!..."
Seeing this conversation and personal comment the Goetia sighs, shaking his head from side to side, amused by the formation of such chaos:a point in favor of Devolgar, after all. At least Stolas doesn't intend to humiliate him, or intervene in the matter...for now.
"I still would have preferred that he hadn't been as compliant to money as he usually is. But...oh well:better late than never as many say,I suppose. As for that pretentious, little wizard...hhhm... I wonder just where he might be:I wouldn't like, if he dare to let off some of his steam with my Blitzie at all!... "he says, as he returns to observe the shooting in progress...noticing that the two fairytales buggers hid behind a wall, and then ran through the sewers, taking advantage of a small moment when the usually kind demon had to reload his gun. And...they seemingly have lost sight of him...for now, at least.
"Well...it looks like we sowed him, Doc! Even though...yuck:the sewage!..." YoYo says, disgusted to find himself all gorged on that sewage.
"Sewage is the least of our problems. I told you, to be careful:if it wasn't for them...now we would be surely dead,right there. And I'm not sure the book could ever save us from death at all!..."
"Hey:I'm not the only one who let his guard down, you know?"
But before they could continue to argue... they hear the manhole they had entered from...being totally smashed behind them,as well as something landing abruptly in the water:he quickly found them...and he was coming, running very quickly, right in their direction. So, terrified, they start running too, trying to defy him. But it is evident that, at the pace in which he proceeded and at the one they are doing so...he would have reached them in no time. They had to think of something...but what? How could they avoid him and save their skin once again? Simply...how?...
"Ooooohi! DOOOC! It definitely seems like the time to put that smooth brain of yours to work! You know..."
Another bullet grazes the bell on his hat, nipping him.
"For example...in this exact moment!...AAAH!..."
The gecko thinks...thinks...and thinks again. But nothing seems to come to his mind. And their persecutor becomes ever more dangerously close:only some twenty meters separate them from him,now. And he already has them under hsis sight again, although the fact that he has to both run and aim slows him down, at least partially.
One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Those seconds passes. He now has his finger on the trigger once more. And he's already about to pull it again, this time with a good aim, towards the poor filosopher's head. And, as if that was not enough...the duo finds themselves in front of...metal bars, which block their way: a dead end...
"We're fried! WE'RE FRIED! We will never make it!..." says the jackal, while he turns with his friend in the direction of what would surely have been their killer,while closing his eyes,ready for that fateful moment. And, in fact...the latter manages to shoot, aiming well at the gecko's head...but he ends up pecking something else instead...
"BOSS?!..." Moxxie wonders, who looks sternly and worriedly right at his boss, who screams in pain, having caught a bullet in his foot, while he fell in front of him from a manhole above.
"Surprise! No, ok, the fuck...GAAAAAHAAAAH! WHAT THE FUCK! WHAT THE HELL CROSSED YOUR DAMN MIND?! It can't be,that I have another HOLE! AND THIS TIME BY YOUR HANDS!...Dammit, Moxxie..." he says, as he struggles while getting to his feet, grinding his teeth.
"WHAT?! It's you who landed in front of me, as I was about to shoot,sir!" says the little guy, while he immediately goes back to looking at the two little ones, who look at him in turn simply with terror painted in their eyes: they don't want to die. And, in the end they're also innocent. But right now...he's not really thinking at his best:not after what they did,from his point of view. And, in addition there is also the fact that that is another mission that they have to carry out. So he also thinks that he just can't show them the same pity he had shown before. Not even a chance...
"Now, if you don't mind...could we go back to our mission objectives? They'll escape us again, if we don't pay attention!..." he says, as he tries to advance towards them, gazing at them threatening...before finding himself blocked by the chest by one of Blitz hands.
"ha-ha-aaaaaah:to hell,if you won't! We won't kill them, Moxxie!"
"Huh?" asks his employee, now confused, as he turns his gaze to his boss.
"What do you mean?! What does that actually mean?! They hurt Millie! And if we kill them, we'll have 800,000 dollars to share with each other!"
"Well...800.000 dollars to share in my personal box! And plus:your beauty has faced even worse things than that."
This answer obviously doesn't calm Moxxie at all, who begins to look furious at him.
"If that's the case...I don't know what you're up to,sir...but let me go and just step aside, if you don't intend to help me kill them..."
"Oooh!..." he says...Devolgar, from his hiding place, observing the situation.
"Oooh..ohohooooohohooh! This...this can be sooooo,muuch interesting! Such anger...such desire for revenge, to protect his loved one. And in top of that...all at the right point,with a right negative psychological push!...all soooo perfect, for me! And since that vulgar fool of his boss already had in mind to abandon the mission...I can easily consider it a failure. And so I will be able to keep my word...and start having fun, by messing around with their feelings and minds!" he says, while he start to scream for a while, clutching the sphere in which he's looking what's happening in his bony hands, which turns purple...while, thanks also to the fact that he is included in his agreement, together with the other members of the company... he manages to have a minimum control over Moxxie's mind and emotions, allowing him to do so with ease, because of that situation. And thus,thanks to that...he considerably amplifies his aggressiveness.
"Well...guess I won't!" says Blitz, smiley and insolent as usual, taking it all stupidly as a sort of older and younger brother discussion, still not mentioning the reason why he no longer wants to kill those two, believing that, eventually he would have agreed with him as usual. Like that:just because...big mistake...because, shortly after he said it he sees Moxxie grunt, grinding his teet, as if he was somewhat struggling for something, which leaves his boss definitely confused...until he finds himself pushed against a wall, with a palm hit so strong...that almost takes his breath away, which leaves him shocked, in experiencing such a similar reaction (and strength) of the "opossum":he would never have done such a thing,in an ordinary situation. Never would he have gone against his will in such a violent way. And never...he would have never show such dominance,all of a sudden. So why he reacted like that, he wonders inside his head, not knowing anything, of course, about the wizard's doing...
"Aaah! Ehm...b-be careful, eh: because I am...I'm a Kung Fu Master! Ahiiaaa!" says YoYo, who tries to intimidate Moxxie, putting himself in a pose like Po, of Kung Fu Panda...without any real result, seeing that the imp points him with the gun at the skull anyway...only to miss him by a few centimeters, when Blitz lifts him by the arms by grabbing him from behind, keeping him off the ground.
"I really don't know what blew up in that mind of yours...but,as much as I hate to say this...we won't kill this two little fuckers! Clear enough?" he asks, still not saying anything about the message, as he had done with Millie:it is evident that his classic presumption that he always exploits with that polite little demon is at stake. Almost a game for him...but he seriously miscalculated, this time...
"Only one thing is clear to me..." Moxxie says...in a low and menacing voice, as he hit him with the blunt rear side of the horns on the forehead, knocking him to the ground in pain, as the little imp turns so to him, furious, not concentrating on his objectives anymore...clenching tightly his hands into fists.
"That I'm not the only one, who is """not respecting the objective of their missions"""...Blitz..."
"Ahahahah! Telling him to give up, without even explaining why, hoping he would listen to you, with vengeance in his head? What kind of pathetic otherworldly fool! You should have used that little low-ranking demon brain of yours that you have some more, Blitzo. When you still...had time! Ahahahahah! " says Devolgar, as he,so begins to enjoy that...ongoing office conflict.