Striker steps down onto the boxes, while leaning towards their cage.
"As far as I'm concerned, you three are embarrassments to our kind for meddlin' with blue-bloods in the first place. But at least loud-mouth here has the sense to only f*ck his rich bitch, instead of being a little purse dog like the clown and the dog" Striker says while glaring at me and fizzarolli
"Oh, great. The f*ckin' supremacist is on my side, wonderful"
"None of you filth-bags know what you're even talkin' about. If you think you're superior to ANYONE, then you're no better than any royal-" Striker grows agitated at the continuation of Fizzarolli's sentence. Before he could offend him enough, he stops Fizz from talking, and grabs him.
"DON'T. YOU. DARE... FINISH THAT SENTENCE, CLOWN."
"HEY, hick-for-hire! I said watch em', not f*ck em'. Keep ya' hands off the merchandise!" Crimson yells somewhere below Striker looks at Fizzarolli one more time, before jumping off the cage
"EAUGH! EVER HEARD OF MOUTHWASH?! F*CK-FAAACE!" Fizzarolli yells at him and I sigh, I miss Martha, the thought of her graceful form even when she trips or falls out of bed, I laugh at the memory of Martha falling off the bed because she got scared of the alarm clock, I remember how mad she gets when I use her candle to light my cigarette, or when I heat up my food with her candle, even when she's angry she looks adorable, I laugh at the fact that even when she's angry at me she laughs at my stupid jokes, or when she's sad she still comforts me when I'm having a moment, or when she's busy she makes time for me
"What's so funny Spark?" Fizzarolli says looking at me like I'm crazy
"The names not Spark, it's Justin. And I find it funny that the one time I go to greed I get kidnapped with d*ckheads I hate most" I snap at him not bothering to mention Martha
Fizzarolli struggles to escape, and while I sit in the corner watching everyone planning my escape. Blitzo tries to talk to me
"So, you go by Justin Pound now?" He says to me
"Yes, I changed my name to get away from you and your sicko dad"
We look over to see fizzarolli rolling around with a red bump on his forehead, he tears up and sniffles
"I just wanna go home..." he whines I sigh
"I want to be home to fizzarolli but that's not going to happen"
"Hm... you want me to get you guys out?"
"Ye-ye-yes..." fizzarolli whimpers
"F*CK NO" I say at the same time, Blitzo ignores me. Blitzo smiles as he stands up, raising his foot to extract a knife from under his shoe.
"You had a knife this whole time?!" Fizzarolli and I yell at the same time. Blitzo cuts the tape off himself, then grabs Fizzarolli by the shoulder, startling him, with the knife pointed in his direction. And while it looks like he's about to stab him, Blitzo actually cuts the tape off of him as well, freeing his arms. He throws him the knife, fizzarolli then frees me, I look away from them the entire time
"Now stop b*tching while I work this."
From below, Blitzo and I observe the surroundings; an imp on a forklift, imps playing on a pool table, a muscular imp stacking a card tower, and a few more demons lounging -- from there, we spots the remote that should control the cage.
"Ahhh, bingo!"
"So what now, genius?"
"See that remote?"
"I mean, I could stretch down there...
"No, no... I have a better idea"
Blitzo shakes the cage, causing some boxes to fall. This would create a domino effect, as the boxes collapse nearby a few demons, throwing his beer mug in the air. As the muscular imp finishes his card tower, the rest of the demons cheer, but the moment is quickly ruined as the beer mug knocks it all down; causing the muscular imp, in a fit of rage, to pull out a gun and shoot nearly everywhere and everyone
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Martha Anoshi: A Light in the Dark (A helluva boss OC story)
AdventureMartha Anoshi, is often described as a freak of nature, and considering that she's the daughter of the king of the sloth ring, and a lowly hellhound, then I guess that they are right, Martha doesn't want to have to hide in her room when guests show...
