Our story opens in the gluttony ring, the ring dedicated all manners of excess and is commonly known as the party capital of Hell and it's one particular building that we draw our gaze.
This was the mansion that was widely known for throwing the greatest of the great parties with its host being the self proclaimed 'Queen Bee.' of hell.
Currently the house only had two occupants and both are currently sleeping with out a care in the world on a colossal bed easily 100 feet long and wide.
"~Wake your brain dead ass up, wake it up I said~"
"~Wake your brain dead ass up, wake it up I said~"
"~Wake your brain dead ass up, wake it up I said~"
"~Wake your brain dead ass up, wake it up I said~"
A low groan came from under the sea of covers as a small red arm pulled out their hell phone and turned off the alarm. The covers shifted and reveled an imp around 5'0 tall with ashen gray spiky hair and golden amber eyes and long black and white striped horns. However the most noticeable thing was that he was currently covered in a yellow substance that was a mix of floral, fruity, smoky, woody, spicy, nutty and earthy.
This was Wes and he was currently sitting up while letting out a yawn while stretching only for his arms to hit something incredibly soft and fury. A low and pleased moan was a result of the impact. "Oh baby, ready for the next round already?" A thunderous female voice asked as the group started to shift and tilt and Wes tumbled down.
As the shaking continued Wes smiled as he looked up at the source of the shaking.
This was Beelzebub, lord of gluttony, biggest party animal of hell and girlfriend to Wes. Currently she was 50'0 tall while grinning down at at her boy friend. "What's the matter baby, want to go swimming in my hive again?" She asked while taking a hand to massage her lower body. "You're still covered in my honey from last night." She smirked the memories of the previous night flashing through her mind.
Wes gave her a grin in return having enjoyed it just as much as her. "Believe me Bee, I wish I could. But I've got to get going. Important work meeting today." He explained with Bee pouting As she gently grabbed him and held him in the palm of her hand.
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I.M.P's youngest killer.
General FictionMeet Wes, son of moxie and mille and newest member of I.M.P. Having studied and trained with all manners of assassins he has more than enough to help his parents and their deranged boss with anything that comes their way. Now all he needs to worry a...