Back in the Greed ring, Crimson was currently discussing business with one of his associates on his phone. He was showing a serious look on his face. While he may not have a lot of money in his possession, especially after the whole wedding fiasco, involving his son, Moxxie, I.M.P., and the recently deceased Chazwick "Chaz" Thurman, he was willing to do just about anything to gain some cash flow.
Crimson: So, are you sure everything's setup up there for tonight?
???: Of course it is. You should see this thing in person. It's got everything it needs to annihilate the Rider. Oh, it's gonna' be a beautiful bloodbath in the world of the living!
Crimson: With no screws ups?
???: Crimson, my friend. You need to put some trust in me. I can assure you, when he rides tonight, it's the end of the fucking road for him.
Crimson: Well, it had better bring that bounty on the table. 'Cause if it doesn't, it's sayonara on our business relationship. Capiche?
After hanging up the phone, Crimson sat in his chair for a long while, and slowly grinned, thinking of how he can taste that bounty money right now. He didn't even noticed the shadow demon, looking at him angrily, while holding a tape recorder in her black hand, before disappearing to her next location.
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Back in the I.M.P. office, Millie was now taking a few calls for Moxxie in Loona's receptionist desk. Unlike her husband, she didn't make a frown, or expressed any worry after making different calls. She seemed happy and calm all the time, even with all the phone rings.
Millie: Hello, I.M.P.! How can we help you?
Meanwhile, Moxxie was glad to be working with Blitzo again, instead of back in the office, taking all those call. Even if his boss drives him up the wall sometimes. To Moxxie, it was like having to choose between the less of two headaches. Presently, they were up on a rooftop, and spying on their human target. Moxxie was taking his time with his sniper rifle, while Blitzo waited impatiently.
Blitzo: C'mon, Mox! Take the damn shot already! Can you be any slower?!
Moxxie: (mumbling) Doh, I'd like to take a shot up his ass.
Blitzo: What'd you say?
Moxxie: Eh, nothing, sir!
As Millie had finished the last of the ongoing calls, she stretched her arms and legs, when she spotted a tape recorder, and a written note under it, on the desk. Millie blinked her eyes in confusion. She was sure that device wasn't there before. She picked it up, and looked all over it.
Millie: Huh? Where'd this thing came from? Ah didn't put it here.
What Millie didn't know was that the same shadow demon placed it there, and watched Millie take a note, and read it out loud.
Millie: "To whom it may concern, this tape recorder device was used to record a conversation between Crimson and his business associate from the Greed Ring." What?! "Please listen to it, as it concerns the Ghost Rider, and a nefarious plan to destroy him, and anyone he is accompanied with." Oh my God! Seriously?!
The white eyes of the shadow seemed to express a worried look, as she watched Millie grab her Hellphone, and texted to Blitzo, "Plz, hurry up! We got a situation about CJ!"
Blitzo felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, pulled it out, and saw Millie's text. This surprised him, and looking at Moxxie, who finally took the shot, and killed his target, Blitzo grabbed him by the neck, and used an Asmodean Crystal he received after rescuing his former childhood friend, Fizzarolli, from the Greed Ring.
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Demons Worth Fighting For (a Ghost Rider x Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss crossover)
FanfictionCharlie Johnson: Hell's already walking the Earth... but not if I can bring it back! Two demons were summoned to Earth for nefarious reasons. As a new and young Ghost Rider, Charlie Johnson has a dangerous task on returning a Princess of Hell and a...