Achieving Heaven Through Hell Part 3: Only the Results

Chapter 15: Mandala

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I was really unhappy with how the original chapter 15 was paced, as a well as a few of the scenes. So I'm pulling a George Lucas and posting a re-release with head- tilts and tacky CGI

Enjoy!

Chapter 15: Mandala

The Mustang Mach 1 screamed down the highway, cutting off other cars as it wove between traffic, leaving those that did't swerve into oncoming traffic in its dust. Blitzo hissed as he rubbed his still-tender belly. That fish-boy had really let him have it.

He popped another of the little glowing pills, swallowing it whole and sighing as he felt the warm, buttery glow of... whatever the fuck these things were. He understood that these babies had a much different effect on sinners than imps. Oh, it patched them up just fine, but demons could shake off just about anything anyway, so that was just a fun side-effect. No, it was the high; somewhere between heroin and a mother's love, and with an even worse dependency rate. Just as well it did shit for dick for the Hell-born, Blitzo probably worked with all the imps in Hell that could afford the little bastards.

But none of that mattered right now.

The Mach 1 skidded to a stop outside the IMP building, roaring into the mostly empty parking lot (they'd bought the building and evicted everyone else), still managing to smash into Moxxie and Millie's sensible four-door Sedan. Blitzo kicked the door off its hinges and scrambled into the building, racing up a flight of stairs to the IMP office.

"Where's my baby?!"

"Right here, sir," said Moxxie, standing next to a badly shaken Loona. "She's alright, or not hurt, at least."

Loona was sitting on a chair, a blanket over her shoulders and an empty mug in her paws, Millie stood next to her, her hand on her lap.

"Refill, sweetie?" Millie asked, her tone soft.

"Mmhm."

She waved over an armored, insectoid demon. "Gabriel?"

Gabriel nodded, waking over with a thermos, which he poured into her mug. "Here you go, Loony."

"Thanks, Gabe," she muttered, sipping the cocoa from trembling hands.

"Loony!" Blitzo cried, running over. "What happened?!"

Moxxie crossed his arms. "Well, first you ditched, then Loona was missing, and Mollie and I had to–"

Blitzo's hand clapped over Moxxie's entire face, shutting him up and shoving him backwards onto his rear. "If I want to hear from you, Mox, I'll fuckin' ask! Loony? Honey, what's wrong? Who hurt you? Where is he?!"

"H-he didn't hurt me..." She said, her voice low. "He said he was going t-to hurt you. Kill you."

"Who?"

She looked up at him, fresh tears rolling down her sodden cheeks. "Grand Duke Sallos."

A pregnant silence hung in the air, IMP stared at her, stunned, their eyes wide.

Blitzo turned to Moxxie. "Who's that?"

"Whu-SIR!" Moxxie exclaimed, pulling at his hair. "S-Sallos Goetia a grand duke of Hell itself! What's more, he's the primary peacekeeper of Lucifer!"

Blitzo blinked, first one eye, then the other. "...Kay."

"He's a demon royal! A Fallen Angel! He's powerful enough to make all those other ungodly assholes play nice! And-and he's after you because-b-because–" Moxxie cried, hyperventilating. "I-I think I'm having a panic attack!"