The Redemption of a Cowboy Imp

Chapter 7: Confrontation

The next day, Striker woke up finding himself in bed in Stolas' mansion with Blitzo.

"Welcome to the club, Strike," Blitzo said dryly.

"Yeah," Striker agreed with a yawn, just as annoyed as Blitzo.

"Good morning, my little imps," Stolas greeted dreamily, "Did you two sleep well?"

"Hell yeah, we did and no thanks to you," Striker replied with a scowl.

Blitzo also frowned at the Goetia. "Yeah, Stolas, I'm glad Striker wasn't awake to hear your baby talk."

"Thus, if I didn't know better, you treat Blitz like a plaything, dumbass."

Stolas was unfazed by the cowboy's insult and started to tell him a story of what happened yesterday, "Listen, cowboy imp. Stella tried to ambush you and your friends yesterday when she hired those little imps to take you to our mansion. The female imp called Blitzy and I jumped right into the scene to turn the tiniest imps to stone. Then the ambulance took you and the male imp to the hospital, so that you can get taken care of and later, you ended up with me and Blitzy. The end."

Striker was confused as to how Stolas managed to turn the tiny imps to stone. "Wait. There's one thing I don't understand: How did you turn those little imps Stella hired to stone?"

That question gave Stolas an idea. "Well, I have a proposition for you and Blitzy." He pinched Striker's cheeks like he would a child's, making the latter snarl.

Blitzo rolled his eyes. "Oh, boy, here we go."

"Anyway, Stella wants to kill you and I was hoping you can help me stop her."

This caught Striker's interest. "Yeah?"

"Exactly." Stolas booped Striker's nose.

Blitzo let out a sigh of relief. "Finally."

"And Blitzy," Stolas added with a hint of lust, "Would you like to call your other imp friends to join us?"

"Yes and my daughter is hanging out with your daughter and I'll see if I can reach Loonie. I can't bother her if she's hanging out with her friend."

"Tell her it's urgent."

"I'll text her." Blitzo grabbed his phone and texted Loona: Loona, meet me in Stolas' room. I need you there for your safety. He turned to Striker and whispered, "Strike, go check on Loonie and the prince's daughter."

"Got it." Striker slid out of the bed to see Octavia and Loona.

"Good luck, cowboy imp," Stolas whispered as Striker walked out of the room.

Loona texted back saying: But what about Octavia?

Seeing Loona's message, he responded: She can handle herself.

Loona replied: I'll be right there, Blitzo. As soon as she sent the text to her adoptive father, she glanced at Octavia. "Octavia, I've got to see Blitzo and your dad. It's a family emergency." She turned to leave.

"Alright, Loona," Octavia said understandingly, "It was nice spending time with you."

Loona stopped walking to see her friend. "Likewise." The hellhound winked at her and left the bedroom to find Stolas and Blitzo.

Striker was downstairs checking for any signs of Octavia and Loona. To his relief, they were still downstairs.

...

Octavia sighed and came out of her room when she saw her mother glaring down at her. "Mum?"

Seeing Stella for a brief moment, Striker quickly hid behind a wall to overhear the conversation between mother and daughter. He had a gut feeling it wasn't going to end well, although he'd be more than happy if Octavia won.