Pentagram city, home to the souls of the sinners who had died, a place that, even though it was in hell, it was actually not that ba-
"KKKKKAAAAABBBBBBBOOOOOOMMMMMMM.
"Sigh" never mind.
The ground shakes as a giant explosion goes off, the sinners look over in horror and enjoyment as the nearby skyscraper crumbles to the ground. All while the man who had caused it watched and laughed.
Y/n- HAHAHA, TAKE THAT TRANT, THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR WORKING WITH THAT EDGELORD ON MY TERF.
Meet y/n, l/n, or as your known as down in hell, "the fuse" due to the fact that once you've made up your mind on blowing up a place, it would be gone in no time flat.
You were a cyclops demon, you had dark grey, almost black skin, you wore a black trenchcoat with red stripes, pure black clothing and had hair as white as chalk with three streaks of red and black in the front and a black fedora with a red line around it. You see, you were a terf leader in a part of the pentagram, and you called the shots, and you had blown up that building due to the fact that the guy you had allowed to set up shop there, had made a deal with one of your main enemies: sir pentious. So you decided to end your partnership......with a bang.
You chuckle to yourself as you pack up the gear, you grab a drink from the case and open it as you close up your stuff and begin to head back to the office.
Suddenly, the sound of clapping rings out, you pull out your sawed-off from your pocket and aim it at the source of the noise to come face to face with a very, very attractive female cyclops demon, she wore a revealing red outfit, a red tank top with a black x around the chest area, a red miniskirt, skin tight black pants, all of which were ripped, she had blonde hair with a bit of pink to it and had pure white skin with tattoos on her arm.
?- Impressive, the fuse, I assume.
Y/n- Maybe, maybe not ms......
?- Bomb, cherri bomb, I run the terf right next to yours.
Y/n- Nnnoooww i remember you, I saw you fighting sir edgelord a couple of weeks ago along with that gay pornstar, what was his name, angelmust.
Cherri- angeldust and yes, that's me, and I'm here to make you an offer.
You look her over as you consider the outcomes, then proceed to holster your shotgun and lean against the nearby railing. You reach into your pocket and pull out your sticks, you look to Cherri and hold up the box.
Y/n- Stick, their my own flavored blend so you at least get some half decent flavor out of these fuckers.
She looks at it and shrugs, she grabs one as you pull out a black lighter with a pentagram on it.
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Bombshell blonde.
FanfictionYour a cyclops demon and crime lord, you run a part of the pentagram, a part that just so happens to be right next to a certain bomb loving explosive vixen.