Helluva Boss: I.M.P'S Newest Employees (18+)

12. Train Trouble

One evening in the human world, Rhys and Emily were lying on the beach in their human disguises. "Man, I don't see why don't come here often." Rhys said as they relaxed on the sandy beaches. "Hmm... it's a special place, it's where we started dating. If we kept coming here non-stop, it wouldn't be special." Emily replied. As they were relaxing, they heard footsteps behind them. The beach was decently empty, though there were people around. They turned to see a couple walking behind them. "Hey." The woman said. "Loona? DeeDee? What are you doing here?" Rhys asked. "We just finished a job." Loona said as they laid down. "Oh!" DeeDee said. "What?" Emily asked. "My back! Oh!" "Oh, it's still in pain?" Rhys asked. "Only when I try and lie down." DeeDee replied. They relaxed for a while, more and more people kept leaving the beach until it was just the four of them. "Why do you think everyone is leaving?" Loona asked. "I heard it's an event that's happening nearby." DeeDee said. "What's this event?" Rhys asked. "Oh, a bunch of trains and stuff are being shown off, old cars and steam engines. I would like to go, but I dunno." "What? If you want to do it, we ought to do it!" Emily said. "But-" "So it's settled, come along everyone! We must get going, we are going to see this event!" Said Rhys confidently. "But-" "But what?" The three asked. "Don't you guys think it's nerdy?" The three were stunned. "What? DeeDee, why would you think that?" Loona asked. He took a deep breath and sighed, "Rhys, remember our school days?" Rhys nodded. "I remember, all you talked about was trains, trains, and more trains! Until you just suddenly stopped." "Well, I kept getting harassed and bullied for a while and then I was just like, 'Fine! I won't talk about trains, now will you piss off?!' And I just thought everyone finds that stuff... nerdy." DeeDee looked down as thought about burying his head in the sand. "Oh DeeDee. Honestly, it's alright to like something others don't like, we especially won't judge you for it." Emily said. "Yeah, it doesn't matter if you like trains or if you like cars or planes, everyone likes something that makes us all different." Loona said. "You guys mean it?" DeeDee asked. "Of course!" They said happily. "Come on!" Rhys said as he reached his hand out. DeeDee took it and rose again. The four lovebirds went to the train show. There were many locomotives, steam and diesel, moving around. There was one passenger train, being pulled by a diesel, was parked at a station. DeeDee took notice, he went from engine to engine, fanboying about everything there. "Wow! Wow! Wow!" He said as he jumped around full off of glee. "Alright DeeDee, let's settle down." Rhys said. "Ah, cool off Rhys, it's fine!" Emily said. "What's going to happen anyways? Someone kidnaps one of us?" Emily asked. "I suppose you're right." Rhys said. Then the group went into a massive Warehouse, it housed all the locomotives outside, but one remained inside. It was about to be set out, her fire warming nicely. "Wow!" DeeDee said. "Like what you see kid?" The Driver asked. "Uh-huh!" "Ah, so nice to see the youth invested in history." "Sir, but why is this engine so late to coming out of the Warehouse?" "Ah, poor steamer she is. She's got a big firebox, just we give the smaller engines the coal meant for engines with small fireboxes. Though I plan on getting her some better coal once we get outside." "Wow, I've heard of engines that need different coal for smaller fireboxes, but I thought all engines can use any coal!" "Yeah, ya learn something new every day I suppose." "What's her name?" "Her name? Oh, she ain't got one." "That's a shame." Suddenly, Rhys tapped on DeeDee's Shoulder. "Hey, they're going to do a demonstration outside, come on!" He whispered. "Alright, hold on." DeeDee whispered back. "It was nice meeting you sir, I hope to see you and your engine here outside. "Oh I promise, you will." He said, sounding a little sinister. As the group walked, DeeDee running and dragging the group behind him really, the man spoke to himself. "Those fuckers ain't gonna know what hit em." The engine, still steaming, sizzled on as the group watched the demonstration.

Once it began to get later into the day, the four lovebirds went shopping in the model train section. "I'm just gonna use the bathroom." Emily said before kissing her boyfriend on the forehead and heading toward the woman's bathroom. After doing a lot of shopping, they looked around for Emily but she was nowhere to be seen. Rhys tried texting her but there was no reply. Suddenly, the crowd heard someone screaming! It was Emily and she was thrown onto the diesel that had been parked. Then Rhys noticed the driver from earlier getting into the cab. "EMILY!" He screamed as he charged through the crowd. The diesel had a solid head start though, and quickly left the yards. "No! Fucking Damn it!" The Imp yelled. A few seconds later, he heard a sound behind him. He turned to see the little tank engine behind him! "Hop on!" A voice yelled. It was Loona and DeeDee. An arm stuck out and Rhys grabbed it, "Woah!" He yelled as he was taken off the ground and swung in the air. He was pulled into the cab and was taken aback! DeeDee was hard at work, checking the dials and shoveling coal into the firebox. "I'm going to get us in front, and then you'll get on the diesel and cut the engine, save Emily, and then I'm going to take us back to the show again!" He said over the pounding pistons on the rails. He blew the whistle as they hurried along the tracks! In the distance, they saw the tail coach, getting closer and closer! Striker was on the train. He had Emily tied up and unable to free herself. "You ain't going nowhere, and once I'm done, you and all those I.M.P bastards are going night night." He said, he was in the coach with Emily, hopping around between the coach and the engine. Suddenly, they heard an engine whistle loudly! Striker looked out the window and saw the little Dock tank coming towards them. "The hell?!" He said as he ran back to the locomotive. But before he entered the cab, he looked ahead and saw a line side switch, "Perfect." He said, he took out his revolver, spun it in his hand, and shot the switch. "That'll do it." He was then diverted onto a siding, the automatic switch returning it to the other position as the last coach left the detector. "Shit!" Rhys said, "That fucking cock sucking bastard got away!" "No, he's just fucked himself over a table." Loona said. "What?" DeeDee took out a map, tired and sweating. "I-I... got a... map of the railway here... it's a... passing line... we'll meet him in a quarter mile... so we... have to work... fast!" He said as he pointed at the lines with his fingers. "Are you sure you got this?" Rhys asked. "I'mma be fine." He wheezed. The engine thundered down the line, the sky darkening as the sun set. "DeeDee?" Loona asked. "What?" The Hellhound asked. "What's that?!" She pointed out the window. The Imp and the two Hellhounds stared on in horror, a massive freight train was barreling towards them! "HOLY SHIT!" They screamed as they began to panic. "Rhys, gun, now!" The hellhound said as put his hand out. The driver blasted the diesel's horn as it came closer and closer. DeeDee aimed at another line side switch, hit the shot, and then opened the regulator and the dock tank reversed as far as it could go. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" The Imp and the gothic Hellhound screamed. "HOLD ON!!!" DeeDee yelled back as he shut his eyes. The Hellhound blew the engine's whistle as it went over the switch. The diesel floored it past them. "Holy." Rhys said. "Fucking." DeeDee said. "Shit." Loona said. "YOU FUCKING LUNATIC, I LOVE YOU!" She yelled as she started kissing DeeDee all over. "Alright, let's calm down." Rhys said, but the two Hellhounds had already started making out. "HEY, TRAIN BOY, WE GOT A JOB!" The Imp yelled jokingly. "Oh, right." DeeDee said. The engine whistled past signals and over points and DeeDee cheered on. Meanwhile, Striker was back in the coach. "What the fuck do you even want? Money? Fame?" Emily asked. "Because you won't get Jack Shit, the mafia down there is just a bunch of low lives that suck dick." Striker slapped her! "Listen girly, a job is a job. And damn it, you kids won't understand." He said as he walked around. Then, he went back to the engine and looked around in the cab to watch the dead man's brake. "Ah, the junction. Good thing too, now time for phase tw- WHAT?!" He said as he stared on in horror. He squinted his eyes and listened carefully as he thought he saw the tank engine again! They went over the switch and there it was! DeeDee stuck his head out the cab window. Then, he looked at Loona and Rhys. "I'm going to slam the brakes on, brace yourselves." The Imp and the gothic Hellhound grabbed the cab handles, and then the engine screeched to a stop. DeeDee braced Loona and Rhys against himself. The diesel slammed into the little shunter as it began to slow down. They were thrown to the ground and DeeDee hit his head on the firebox! "Shit!" Loona said. "What do we do?!" Rhys asked. "Get going, go and save Emily damn it!" Loona said as she went to DeeDee and tried to wake him up. "Oh, right!" He said as he ran out of the cab, hopping onto the roof. He jumped onto the cab roof, and then he jumped off the roof and ran into the cab of the diesel. He threw the diesel's brakes on and when they stopped, he entered the coach. As Rhys snuck into the coach, he saw Emily! She noticed him but was silent as Rhys made a motion to, "Shush!" He crept closer and closer. Suddenly, "POOM!" He was hit right in the face with a metal frying pan. "Alright, listen here boy. You're gonna get your boss and I'm gonna let you go." "Suck my dick." He said as he spit on Striker's Boot. Striker chuckled as he dropped Rhys. He then punched him hard in the face and didn't let him fall. "You're gonna get it now you son of a bitch." Rhys then reached into his pocket. Striker backed down. "So you wanna duel me, huh? I'm the fastest shooter in Wrath." Striker said. "I wanted to just fill you with lead but I'll play your little game." Rhys said. The two moved to the center of the coach. "Five steps and then we turn and draw." Striker said. "Only pussies do it before the 5th step." "One!" Rhys said, and they each took a step. "Two!" Striker said. "I can't look." Emily said as she looked down at the ground. "Four!" Striker said, "DRAW!" They yelled as suddenly, turning on their heels, Loona threw open the coach door. "Rhys, you almost-" "PEWWON!" The coach had a new hole in it right next to Loona's hand. "FUCK!" Striker yelled, grabbing his knee. Rhys walked up to Striker and grabbed his head. "Listen here fucker, I'll fuck you over a table after breakfast next time I see you again, got that?" He said. "I said, Understand?!" He said, putting his gun up to Striker's head. "Y-yes sir." Striker said before running out of the coach and into the darkness. Once he was certain Striker was gone, he grabbed his arm. "THAT FUCKING DICK!" He yelled. "What's wrong?!" Asked Emily. "He used an angelic weapon. Holy fucking shit!" "Oh dear." Rhys went to untie Emily, though the knots were stubborn. So he picked her up and carried her outside. "So how's our 'driver'?" Rhys asked§. "Oh, we might be fucked." Loona said. "Oh no." Emily said. "Welp, back to the coach." Rhys said as the three began walking back. "Oh, Loona, maybe grab DeeDee's gift bags so they won't get stolen." Emily said. "Oh, I almost forgot about those." Rhys said. "Yeah, I wonder how he even got the cash." Loona said. "I do a little pick pocketing." The Hellhound said. "AHH!" The three screamed. "Shut up! Oh dear!" DeeDee said as he held his arm in troubled pain. "What happened?" "I got into a duel with Striker." "You better have killed him." "Oh fuck." Rhys said. DeeDee then crawled back into the cab. "Come on guys, Lady's waiting." "Lady?!" the others asked. "Yeah, I found a plaque on the ceiling dedicated to the builder." The three got into the cab and DeeDee read the Plaque to them, "To my lover, Lady. I wish I could have been there with you in your darkest days, but I hope you look down on me from the Heavens above and love me." "Aww, that's cute." Emily said. "I suppose." Loona said. The engine's whistle blew as the four were running around the engine and moved back down the line. When they arrived back at show grounds, Loona untied Emily while DeeDee took the bullet out of Rhys' right arm and wrapped a bandage around the wound. "We better get back to I.M.P, Blitz is probably wondering where we are." DeeDee said. Soon, the four lovebirds went into an alleyway and transformed back into their demon forms as Loona opened the portal. Then the crew went back to I.M.P to figure out what to do next.

When they returned to I.M.P that night, they were all tired and worn out. When they entered the building, Blitz was there and was pissed. "Where the fuck have you been?!" He yelled, but it came out like he was worried. Rhys sighed and explained everything. "I fucking hate that son of a bitch." The I.M.P manager said. "Though it wasn't all bad." DeeDee said. The other three looked puzzled.  "I got shot, what do you mean it wasn't all bad?!" Rhys asked. "Ohhhhhh." A smirk began to grow on Rhys' face. "I got a lot of trains!" DeeDee said. "Oh." Rhys said, his smirk turning into a frown. A couple of hours later, Rhys and Emily arrived back at their house. Rhys was just about to sit on the couch when Emily pinned him against the wall. "E-Emily, w-what a-are y-you d-d-d-doing?!" The Imp stammered as he began to sweat. "Oh, I just thought I would 'thank' you for saving me earlier~" The Succubus replied as she stroked his chin with her tail. Then the two lovebirds began to make out as the rolled around the house. Once they were done however, they noticed the path of pure destruction they had left behind them. "I'll clean it tomorrow." Emily said as they got back to it, rolling into their room. Rhys then began to pull off his clothes, however when he started taking off his shirt, he yelled in pain. "Oh! Honey it hurts! Oh!" He held his arm and winced. "Oh, let me see." She said as she crawled. "Damn, I think I nicked one of your bones. And it seems like the blood has dried on the shirt." She looked upon it with a look of disgust under a lamp. "I'll take it off tomorrow then, when it's a bit better." So the two cuddled up together and smiled as they fell asleep.