After 18 years of nothing but pain and suffering
Y/n Beckett is on his own, seeking adventure, a fresh start, and a new life. So when he stumbles across the I.M.P on their way back to Hell he follows and finds himself a whole new UNDERworld of poss...
Back in Striker's hideout, he throws Stolas down while circling him. Stolas is panting and whimpering in pain while Y/n and his illusion duplicate helplessly watch.
Striker: Well, this has been fun, but every good thing has to come to an end. Shame you won't see your kid, again.
Stolas [Angrily]: Don't you dare breathe a word about my daughter.
Striker: Ohh. Finally hit a nerve, huh?
Stolas: I swear, if you go near her, I will destroy you.
Y/N: That is assuming he could even find her.
Striker: And what's that supposed to mean humie?
Y/N: Oh because...you know...are you really gonna make me say it?
Y/n says as he points to his left eye.
Y/N: Even if you found where the girl was hiding you've got no depth perception, you'd get your ass kicked by some of the best, most skilled people I know. How's that working out for you anyway? Like the gift my girlfriend Loona gave you?
Striker runs up to Y/n's real body and kicks him as hard as he can until he hears his ribs crack, then proceeds to relentlessly punch Y/n in the face. Striker stops for a moment and takes a deep breath.
Striker: T-There's more where that came from humie.
He gets up off of Y/n's beaten body and walks back towards Stolas.
Striker: Any last words Goetia?
Stolas [Weakly]: Blitzo will-
Striker: That rodeo clown told you he ain't coming; NOBODY is coming.
As Striker raises the knife up to stab Stolas through the heart Y/n calls out to him.
Y/N [Weakly]: Stolas, look at me. Everything is gonna be okay.
As Striker is ready to bring the knife down he hears his phone ringing.
Striker: Oh, son of a! Hello?
Stella [Over the phone]: Change of plans, darling. I need the prick alive.
Striker looks annoyed and shifts his gaze between the wounds on Stolas and his knife as he sits on Stolas while talking to Stella.
Striker: I'm kinda in the middle of killing him.
Stolas tries to speak but his mouth gets covered by Striker's tail.
Stella [Over the phone]: Well, stop it. We need him alive to get some affairs in order, and the human. Bring them both to me alive and I'll quadruple your pay.
Striker [Groaning in annoyance]: Yes, ma'am.
Stella [Over the phone]: Glorious.
Striker growls and smashes his phone against a rock.
Striker: Well, good news for you two, the royal *C U NEXT TUESDAY* said she don't want either of you dead no more. But, she didn't say what condition you had to be in.
He grabs Stolas and hovers his knife near the prince's eyes.
Striker: I think these reds might be a pretty trophy; can't have you seeing me again, can we?
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