~Not Enough~ (A Blitzo x Reader Fanfiction!)

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A/N:  Enjoy this book :D I will be updating around everyday, this will contain 18+ content, and many more! Enjoy!

I put my hand in a bag of McDonald's that I stole down the street.  I was driving to my boss's house since I had no where else to live. But as I dropped my McDonald's fry, I ran a red light trying to reach it and a big CRASH crushed my vision and hearing. 

It took me a while to get my vision straight, but I looked through the windows, blood dripping down my forehead as I threw it up. As I was dying, the last thing I saw was another person dead in their car. Blood splattered all over the windows with the civilian's head crashed into the steering wheel. 

Everything was black all around me as I heard noises that were more disturbing than just plain silence. I carefully opened my E/C eyes and looked around my surroundings. The sky was pink and red, the moon looked like a pentagram, civilians were also red, black, and pink. Some with wings and tails. Multiple had different designs on them; stripes, zig zags, scratches, everything. 

I sniffed the air and gagged. It didn't smell like fresh daises. More like dead bodies and shit. 

"Hey you! Get out of the road!" I heard a voice yell at me. I realized that I was in the middle of the road. I quickly squirmed up and ran to a parking lot. I rolled my eyes at the street and walked up to a car in the parking lot. The car was a mini van with spray paint  reading "I.M.P." I looked into the window and saw my reflection: I had pink skin, yellow eyes, white hair with black stripes, a tail that curved along my skin tight black dress. The dress ended at my thighs so I wouldn't trip on it. My horns were a red color with white dots splatted around (If you prefer a different design, you can just skip that part). I will admit, I didn't look too shabby. 

I walked with my head held high while my black tall boots heel's clacked against Hell's concrete. I entered the building and was revealed to an empty lobby with maroon colored wallpaper and wood flooring. I put my hands on my hips as I walked. 

"Helllooo? Anyone down here?" I called out and heard nothing but noises coming from the upstairs. I quietly made it up there and looked through a door with the same label that was on the van I saw earlier. I looked through the glass and saw no one in it. I was about to open the door as someone jump scared me from behind. 

"Hey?" A voice behind me said and I jumped, turning around.

"Oh my gods!" I placed my hand on my chest and kept my breath steady. "Sorry for intruding but, I just got here and I'm not supposed to be here. I only stole once in my life, and that's all! Not that bad of a sin!" 

The man studied me carefully. He had red skin, curled black horns, a white spot around his eye and some spikes along his back. He was a tiny bit shorter than me, but either than that, he was a decent looking demon. "Look, I don't give two shits about what you did in the living world," He looked me up and down. "But my name's Blitzo! the 'o' is silent and welcome to I.M.P! Are you here to request a death of someone?" 

I looked at him confused. "What?" 

"You know? I.M.P: Immediate Murder Professionals? You request someone that screwed you over in the living world and we kill them for you?" 

I thought for a moment. "I think I have twenty bucks on me. I don't have anyone to kill but I'll pay you to-"

He shook my hand. "Deal!" 

"But. . . I didn't tell you what I-" 

"As long as you pay me do whatever the hell you want!" He smiled giddily.

I nodded. "Sounds reasonable enough."  I looked around the door as Blitzo unlocked it and let me walk int first. "Ladies first~" he said as he bowed in a weird manor. I couldn't help but smile. 

"Why thank you." I said as I bowed back and walked in. The room was small with a big table in the middle of the room with windows looking over the streets of Hell. A whiteboard was in the front of the room and I sat down in a chair. "I was going to pay you to live in this building since I'm new here in. . .Hell? I believe from the looks of everyone." 

Blitzo nodded. "Yes, indeed. It is Hell and you may live in this building. Just don't fuck anything up, alright?" He said smirking and I nodded. 

As we talked for an hour, I learned a lot of interesting stuff about him. He used to be a clown or some type of comedian but he failed at the miserably. He dated a popstar named Verosika Mayday, he had drama with a very rich owl prince which made me confused, and he has an adopted daughter. Very interesting.

After that, some demons came in. "Ahh, Moxxie! Where have you been, asshole?" Blitzo greeted another demon who looked like he did not want to be living. He then greeted another which this girl was very pretty. She had short black hair, nicely done make-up, and she had a thick country accent which I thought went well with her features. "Morning, Millie. Did you get me my coffee?" Millie then handed Blitzo a coffee which I thought was kind. Why was she here in Hell then? 

"Who's this demon?" Moxxie turned to me with a bit of disgust but confusion. "Did you allow another female in here to be your toy?"

"What?" I asked. 

Blitzo laughed nervously. "No, no, no. That never happened. Moxxie is just being Mox. Anyway! She's living here because she's new and homeless so," He then began to laugh louldy and I thought this man was a lunatic. "Sorry, homeless people make me laugh." 

I crossed my arms. "I'm not homeless anymore, dimwit." 

Millie made an "oooo burn" type of sound as Blitzo got heated up. "Anyway, sir," Millie broke it up. "Why don't we go deal with our new client?" 

Blitzo looked at me. "Want to go on an adventure?" 

Oh shit. I thought to myself. Guess I have no choice. 

A/N: Woooooo, first chapter doneee. Many people might not read this which is sad but I love writing so whatever <3 I'll write the next chapter by the end of the week!