Tale From The Afterlife - a Helluva Boss Fan Story

Chapter 3. Revelations and Reflections

When Vergil enters the IMP office, he notices that the main hall appears baren in terms of decorations. From the entrance door to the left there's a window, overlooking the down below street along with a couch that appears to be relatively new. To the right there's a desk, where the hellhound from earlier was sitting on, above her is an old-looking clock for telling the time and to the right of said desk there appears to be another door leading somewhere else.

The female hellhound appeared to have been laser focused on her phone, pretending like she wasn't spying on the new visitor just a few seconds ago. When she hears the white wolf enter, she only sees him with the corners of her eyes. The she-wolf takes a short glance at him and quickly notices that he didn't have a single article of clothing on him. That revelation made her cover her eyes and blush in a shade of red that looks pretty similar to the crimson-looking sky above them.

??: Was it really too much to put on some damn pants before entering?

Vergil, instead of answering, just quickly covers his dangling privates with his bushy tail, hoping that it would be a partial solution to the present problem. Had he felt anything, it would've been an inconvenience, but given that's not the case at the moment, he decided to take advantage.

Vergil: Here, cock's away, can we talk now?

??: If you can deal with not making eye contact.

As she continued looking at her phone. Vergil took it as a yes.

He then goes to the desk to give back the pill bottle that the she-hound gave the newly transformed demon.

Vergil: Thanks for the pill by the way, I appreciate it.

??: I only did it so that I won't have to hear your wailing.

Vergil: To me, it's the thought that counts.

When he doesn't receive an answer, he goes to the window to get a better look at the place he'll spend his afterlife in. It looked like any other major city one could find on Earth, there were a lot of skyscrapers on the horizon, with a large sign that says IMP city in the far distance. In the street the didn't seem to be anything of note happening aside from the occasional homeless imp begging passers-by for some money. The wolf and dragon consciousness looked on in absolute confusion, because this was not at all what they were expecting when they were sent to hell.

Vergil: Have to say, I still can't believe that THIS is supposed to be hell. You know, the realm of the damned, the plane of endless torture, where soul and body are destroyed, all that fun stuff. And yet we arrive here and...it's like any other place.

Dragon: I'm just as confused as you are. My dad always told me that, if I didn't behave I would burn for eternity, in the hopes that he would scare me into being good. Look how that turned out...

Dragon: How do you think your parents would react if--

Vergil: Don't. Just don't.

Dragon: Sorry

The she-hound, a little surprised by the sudden silence in the room, decides to look at Vergil, who is still looking through the window, deep in thoughts. She decides to break the silence first.

??: You're...taking the situation...surprisingly well. Anything on your mind?

Vergil: Nothing that I would like to talk about.

??: Even if it involves your enemies in the living world biting the dust?

Vergil: I have no enemies. Not anymore at least.

??: Alright buddy, cut the sentimental bullshit, I am not here to listen to some sob story. There is business to run here and if you got no targets for us to take care of, then you better leave.

Before Vergil could respond, the tattoo on the back of his hand, which stopped glowing before he entered the office, starts wildly glowing again and the hellhound doesn't like this one bit, as it reminds her of the symbol of one of the angels that took part in the extermination

??: Ah I see how it's going to be, you one of those angelic freaks that want to take bodies early, that it?

Vergil: Wait, hold on, you've got it completely wrong.

??: Zip it! Let's see if you shitheads are up to snuff when it's just one of ya.

The hellhound gets on top of the table and then pounces on top of Vergil, who in turn rolls out of the way quickly.

Vergil: Look, yes, I have the symbol of an angel.

??: I knew it!

The hound then throws a punch at Vergil, however Vergil ducks under it, letting it hit the wall behind him. The wall gets a few cracks from the slammed fist, the she-wolf seems unfazed, which leads Vergil to believe he's fighting a physically strong opponent, meaning to keep dodging until an opening is found. It sadly didn't help that he didn't have access to his abilities yet, his left arm still can't be moved and he isn't back to his full strength. The hound gets her hands together and tries to slam down on the white wolf, right after the punch, however Vergil blocks the attack with his foot so that they could talk again.

Vergil: While I do have an angel's symbol, I am NOT associated with them.

??: How do you explain it then?

Starting to lose the struggle he just shouts out his next sentence

Vergil: It was a test! This thing was a test! A test from the Watcher!

The attacker immediately stops the assault upon hearing that name. The wolf immediately collapses ass first on the floor, thanking his lucky stars that the situation didn't go downhill.