The Goetia Hired Mercenary

Full Moon Finale Prt. 2

"Boss, you'll need to come to the second floor." Moxxie suggested over his walkie.
"what's going ok, Mox? Did your balls get stuck again?" Blitzø joked.
"I'm on my way, baby." Millie responded quickly.
Zunira didn't have time tonwait around for back up and continued to follow the strange faint sounds from above.
It took her to another set of short stairs;  leading to the roof. She carefully ventured out with a scared Moxxie right behind her.

"I highly suggest we wait for Blitz and Millie."
"For what?" Zumira asked unholstering her gun and holding it firmly in her hands with her finger parallel to the trigger.
"well, well. Look who we have here." growled a low, southern country accent.
"Oh, crumbs. I know that voice anywhere." Moxxie shivered.
"Will you please shut up." Zumira ordered trying to get sight of her target.

"Moxxie, what in Satan's ass ia going on up there?" demanded Blitzø.
"I...I'm not for sure boss." Moxxie answered, his voice shaking from the intense tension growing in the situation.
"Then find the fuck out! Zumira!"
But the mercenary ignored the cries of Blitzø. She went forward hearing the voice finally speak from the shadows.

"I knew I was bound to face Blitzø and his posse of disgraceful Impa but you,"  the voice hissed, "But you were a surprise to behold. I shall have my way with you."
Zumira gritted her teeth as a layer od fog slowly surrounded them.
"what a nice turn of events."
"Show yourseld coward." Zumira challeneged, walking in a slight spin.
"I'd watch mt step if I were you."

In that instant, Zumira got too close to the edge od the roof and on the other side was a sheer drop off leasing to a dark abyss.
"Careful now. You know how the Goetia love their scenic views." Cackled the voice.
Moxxie grabbed and pulled Zumira from the ledge.
"Gummy!"
"Octavia!" Zumira shouted back in horror.
"Millie! The princess isn't in her room!" Moxxie copied through the walkie.
"No, she is! I haven't seen her leave." argued Millie.
"Look in the damn room!"
That time it was Stolas shrieking into the earpiece of Blitzø.

Zumira waited impatiently but kept her worrisome woes to herself. Until the words she didn't want to hear were blurted out.
"She isn't here!"
The response to Millie's outburst was that of Stolas screeching angrily in his demon form. She could hear the angry and violent thuds of his feet racing to her exact location.

"Oh goody. Daddy's coming."
Zumira clutched her gun and pointed towards the ledge just a few feet from where she stood. In that moment, Stolas bashed through the door causing the fog to clear and revealed the ownership of the voice.

"Fucking Striker." Moxxie cursed raising his own gun.

"Everybody stand the fuck back! Else little Princess goes over." Striker threatened holding Octavia by her throat with the coil of his tail. This made Stolas transition back to a normal form and held up his hands in defense.
"Please, I beg of you. Do not hurt her."
Zumira glared at Striker with her gun drawn straight at him.
"Oh Stolas, you seriously need to grow a pair." Zumira, Moxxie, and Stola turned to see Stella throwing Blitzø and Millie at them.

"How'd you let her gain the upper hand?!" Stolas asked in anger catching Blitzø in his hands beforw the imp could touch the ground.
"I can't wait around for you to just die. You will meet my demands or else your daughter goes over the cliffside." Stella threatened.
"mu...mum."
Zumira glared at Stella and turned her attention to Octavia with her heart breaking look of betrayel.

"What will your ridiculous demands be?" Stolas asked.
"Simple. You leave everything to me, you die, and Octavia lives." Stella mocked, grinning from cheek to cheek.
"And just how were you going to have me killed?"
"I was letting Striker take care of that part, darling." Stella laughed.

Zumira stared back at Octavia thinking quickly of what to do. She was failing her job, again. She was about to lose another life, again. All because of Striker. The one thing in her life that was a constant nightmare.
The reason she became a mercenary to begin with.
Her own flesh and blood sinking venom into her body and life just as a child.

With one hand on the gun, her other hand squeezed the Stolas look alike plush that snuggled off her belt loop. Tears swelled in her eyes from the frustration and anger. She was finally on her breaking point. Zumira faced Blitzø and gave a slow nod. The Imp's face went cold but understood the gesture.

As though time itself had moved slower, Blitzø forced Stolas the ground with Millie fiercely tackling Stella to the ground. Moxxie shot a round through Striker's leg. Zumira lunged forcefully towards Striker just as he went to throw Octavia over the edge.
But Zumira grabbed Striker by the arm and Octavia by her foot, swinging her back to the roof. Zumira caught a glimpse of the shock and horror on Stolas's face and could hear the piercing cry of Octavia.

"GUMMY!"

As the they fell, Zumira held on to Striker tightly as he fought to free himself from her grasp. They fell, tunbking over one another they were met with the body shattering impact of water.
But before Zumira could experience the rough ending, she held that plush close to her chest as a last means of comfort.
Octavia still ringing in her ears and the pull of Striker frantically fighting for his life.

Her.
She was at peace.
The nightmares will finally be put to bed.
her mind clear for her thoughts only.
Bliss.
Peace.

{                          1 year later                }
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"Via, please."
Stolas followed Octavia all over the black sanded beach, cheaking the incoming waves that crashed ashore.
"Via, you must understand. It's...she's..." Stolas couldn't bring himself to tell his daughter the realistic outcome of such a fall.
"Dad!"
He perked his head up to watch Octavia pick up a wet, mangled, torn plush. He walked over and peered down at the toy seeing it was the one he had given to Zumira to overcome her fears. He smiled as Octavia hugged it tightly against her.
"This. This is all the hope I need that Gummy is still around, Dad." Octavia told him.

"Then that's good enough for me."
Stolas placed an arm around Octavia, "Let's go home and we can clean up this little guy. What'd you say?"
Octavia nodded her head and followed her Dad's lead along the beach. Unaware ofbthe watchful eye of a fellow hired mercenary.
One last time.

End.