Hazbin and Helluva Shorts II

Fight to be Happy Part 2

Stolas kicked the doors to the main building in. He marched in with Stella close behind. His four eyes glowed brightly. Without hesitation, Stolas used his powers to rip the doors to the elites' main room off their hinges. There was no mistaking how furious he was. He didn't wait for them to ask. He didn't waste time asking questions himself. With a single blow, he brought the chandelier down on them. Stella watched from what once was an ornate doorway. She watched in silence as her husband destroyed their so-called superiors. She had never thought much of him. He had only been an obstacle to the man she had wanted to marry. But seeing this side of Stolas, she was stunned.

Someone special happened to be present that day. Paimon came from a backroom when he heard shouts and cursed. He was surprised to see his son causing all the commotion. Stolas stopped seeing his father. In an instant, all the suppressed rage surfaced. The was no room for words. Stolas had a new target. He set his sights on his own father. Paimon never saw it coming. When security got in, he lay among his fellow avian royals. Stolas finally stopped. He stood over the bodies in silence. Some were dead. Some were unconscious. It was a shame that it had come to this. If only they had listened. But Stolas was done trying to talk it out. Demonic energy radiated from him. He turned to Stella. Without a word, he picked her up and walked out. The dark sun beat down on the ruins. He spread his wings and flew back to his mansion.

The incident was all over 666 News. Everyone in the seven circles of Hell knew. But Stolas didn't give a damn anymore. It was time to start living for himself. To celebrate the fall of the elites, he suggested a vacation to the living world. Stella was delighted. He put the head butler in charge, and they left for a week. Things were finally turning around for him. Stella was also rejuvenated. Maybe, just maybe, they had a chance to live. Not just survive.