Heaven, Hell, and Earth

Chapter 45

Blitzo and Husk were the only ones who didn't have to go to the bureau clinic when they returned. Those four demons did a real number on them, they weren't just mindless savages or delusional freaks or petty, supernatural criminals, they were pure, unadulterated, evil. They didn't fight just to survive or to reach their goal. They fought to hurt others and Charlie, Alastor, Angel, and Vaggie had never gone up against anyone like that before.

"How humiliating." Alastor said as the nurse wrapped gauze around his back and waist. "We're the professional paranormal hunters in the business and we allow ourselves to beaten like ametures."

"Well it could have been worse." Vaggie said as she was getting a blood transfusion. "They could have completely 86-ed us."

"I'd like to know what the hell is wrong with those twisted freaks!" Angel said. "I mean look at me! One of them tied me into a damn knot! They're sick man! Sick f*s!"

"Indeed they are." Solomon said entering the clinic with a laptop. "And that's why they were able to best you."

He placed the laptop at a position to where all four of them could see what was on the screen which were four mugshots of Striker, Verisocka, Fizzarolli, and Barbie.

"They are Hell's most deadly, most skilled, most crafty, and most remorseless assassins. The bureau has been after them for years but they always managed to evade us. These are hell born criminals so they know evil and how to work it to their advantage at every angle."

"But who are they?" Charlie asked.

"Striker, Hell's top hit-man and has no qualms about killing men, women, children, even puppy dogs. He's ruthless, sadistic, prideful, arrogant, and has a terrible supremacy complex. He has a deep and violent hatred for demons of nobility such as Lucifer and Beelzebub, which probably explains why he was so especially brutal toward you Alastor."

"But I'm nothing like my father. I don't even know him."

"Doesn't matter to him. As far as he's concerned, noble demons and anyone related to them should be slowly, mercilessly, and painfully eliminated."

"Psycho alert." Angel muttered.

"Verisocka Mayday, Hell's number one succubus. A vain, lustful, but clever and calculating femme fatale that only people who are smart or gay can resist her. Once she seduces her prey, she sucks out everything and leaves them as a shell of nothingness. She's one of the worst kind of monsters, incapable of loving emotions but can make you believe that she can. She uses's a person desire to manipulate and control them, and she doesn't take rejection very well. Especially when she's rejected for someone she thinks is inferior to her."

"How do you mean?" Charlie asked.

"Years ago she tried to seduce your father and sleep her way up to the top. But he was completely to devoted to your mother and when she found out that Lucifer's bride was a mere human, she almost had a break down. In her mind, it's impossible for anyone to prefer a human over her cause she thinks humans are pretty much ugly and stupid."

"Bitch alert." Vaggie scoffed.

"Fizzarolli is an interesting case. He used to be a performer for a circus and for awhile was very famous. But after business shut down due to copyright issues and arson, he turned to a life of crime and ended up working with Striker after he took him hostage and he conned his way out of it. For a clown, he's actually very smart, devious, cunning, and at times very funny. He gets off on scaring people and humiliating them, and he doesn't hold back. Though one could argue that he's the least harmful and vile of the group, but he's still a great threat."

"No shit!" Angel scoffed. "He completely obliterated my spine."

"Angel you're an invertebrate, you don't have a spine." Vaggie said.