Heaven, Hell, and Earth

Chapter 52

It was late now. Everyone in the bureau had gone to sleep except for Moxxie. He was just cleaning up the lab and shutting off all the machines as he normally did before retiring. Today's events had really done an umber on his nerves and he suspected he wouldn't sleep easy tonight, so after tying up loose ends, he decided to go into the private bar to fix a good drink that would knock him out. But as it turns out not everyone apart from him was asleep in bed. At the bar he discovered Husk wide awake and Blitzo sucking suds.

"What are you two still doing up?" Moxxie asked.

"Well after the recent attack, I saw something in Blitzo here that indicated he might have issues. Emotional issues, and I didn't want him to die of alcohol poisoning, so here I am." Husk said.

Moxxie approached Blitzo and checked his face, he looked awful. Not just because he was drunk but because he looked like he had seen every ghost from his past. Then again. perhaps he did.

"Sir, are you okay?" Moxxie asked.

"Go away shorty!" He snapped. "Go back to your wife and your warm bed!"

"Shorty?" Moxxie replied, insulted.

"Well you've got no room to talk, you're only one inch taller than him." Husk snarked.

"Whatever! Just fill me up!" Blitzo demanded.

"Sorry, can't do that." Husk said. "You know Solomon's policy, once you start ranting, it's immediate cut off."

"I don't care! I want another!"

"You take another and you'll drop dead."

"Good! Cause right now I wish I was dead!"

"What's wrong with you?" Moxxie asked, concerned.

"You wanna know what's wrong with me? Huh?!" He slurred. "I'll tell ya what's wrong with me! The four people who hate my guts have come back into my life and they're going to destroy me!"

"What four people? The kids?"

"No! Those four little hellions are perfect angels compared to these vengeful freaks!"

"Who are you talking about exactly?"

"Pentious's new hired help! Striker! Verosicka! Fizzarolli! And Barbie!"

"Them? Why would they be after you?"

"Cause I know them."

"Well of course you know them. Every paranormal hunter in the world knows about them."

"No I mean I know them on a personal level."

"Oh really?" Husk said intrigued. "Finally, we're getting to the good stuff."

"Seriously?" Moxxie said. "How do you know them?"

"Striker and Fizzarolli used to be my best friends, I f*ed Verosicka numerous times, and Barbie...Well she's my sister."

Moxxie looked at Blitzo skeptically.

"How is that possible? You're a human and she's a demon."

"Yeah but she used to be human." He threw back his head. "Until she died and I brought her back."

Husk and Moxxie suddenly looked at each other in sheer mortification.

"What do you mean you brought her back?" Moxxie asked.

"Well here's the thing." He drooled. "I was friends with Striker and Fizzarolli, and when you're friends with demons you learn about certains things you can do with their power."