Helluva Boss: Ink Edition

Maximum Carnage (50th Chapter Special)

We open up to the D.H.O.R.K.S facility, where after unlocking several sealed doors (and a quick pitstop for coffee), Agents One and Two had walked into the same room used for the I.M.P interrogation.

Two: You sure we should be doing this? Our superiors didn;t even believe the footage.

One: *nods* After I saw what that black one did to you, of course. We can study all the demons we want, but I want that one DEAD.

Two flinched at her partner's tone, but nodded as she brought out a small golden whistle. She blew into it, letting out a quiet note, eliciting a beacon of light an a portal to appear in the ceiling. From that portal, Gabriel descended, opening his eyes as his feet touched the floor.

Gabriel: So, I see you wish to accept my proposal?

One: Yeah, you win. So, you got what we apparently need?

With a nod, the arch-angel pulled out a vial of green liquid, its surface glistening and shining.

Gabriel: A vial of primordial ooze from the dawn of time. I had to go a few minutes before time began in order to get it at it's purest. All we need now is one last component to make this truly complete. Ripley, my dear?

Reluctantly, Two reached into her pocket and pulled out a vial full of what seemed to be black ink, with a few tints of red.

Two: Had to take a few blood tests after what happened that day. Turns out when that Ink Fucker made me part of his magic act, he left a bit of his shit in my blood.

Gabriel: Very well, then.

Popping the tops of the two beakers off, the angel collided the two heads together and fused the two substances. After a few shakes and a spark of Heavenly energy, the substance inside settled, turning into a viscous red and black liquid thta had the consistency of melted jello.

Gabriel: There. With this liquid, whomever shall drink it shall become a being of raw, unconquerable power. Now, who shall drink it?

The two humans looked at each other, before One stepped up.

One: I'll do it.

Two: What?! No! *grabs One's arm* Lincoln, you can't do this! You have no idea what that'll do to you!

One just took his arm back and walked up to Gabriel, taking the beaker.

One: Alrighty, Gabe....

Gabriel: Do not call me that.

One: Let's just do this. With that demon clown dead, D.H.O.R.K.S will have all the proof it needs for the existence of true demons.

With that, One drank the contents from the beaker, gagging and coughing after he was done.

One: God, that tastes like shit! And I can feel it going down my throat like a bunch of hot knives..... Huh, not bad of an aftertaste, tho- *gasp*

The male agent dropped the beaker and gasped as he clutched his chest in pain. As he leaned against a wall, One coughed and hacked up blood that seemed to squirm like it was alive. Eventually, the coughing started getting worse, until One reeled his head back and wheezed, blood pooling in his mouth and dripping out like an overfilled sink.

Two: One!

The female ran to her partner in worry, shaking his body to try and wake him.

Two: One?! One, wake up! Lincoln, it's Ridley, please! Lincoln!

Gabriel: It is no use, my lady. He is gone.

At the news, Two began to tear up and cling onto her dead partner's chest. Though, the archangel smirked a bit as he said his next words.