APEX Hellhound

[Prologue] From Hellborn to APEX Predator

[Wrath Ring, Hell]
{Narrator POV}

Hell, where many humans who have sinned enter to supposedly live out their eternal lives in eternal torture and damnation... but this isn't the "exact" case, but some it's just that, but the rest enjoy sinning to their hearts content. However, our story begins in the Wrath Ring of Hell, now you may be thinking of the flowing rivers of lava, sulfur wallowing through the air, and erupting volcanoes at ever peak? This isn't the case, but in fact, the Wrath Ring of Hell, though ruled by Satan, not to be confused with Lucifer, is actually miles upon miles of country farmland that provides food throughout the entirety of Hell, even the other Six Rings of Hell. Our attention lies upon a farmhouse as a family of Hellhounds live in peace, in Hell's standards anyways. A mother and father sit on the porch while listening to a radio as the speaker was none other than Alastor the Radio Demon, yet the couple enjoy listening to his radio podcasts, but in the distance, but not too far, was their son, (Y/N) (L/N), playing around with his slingshot while his parents watched from the porch. Little did they know, their sense of peace would soon be interrupted, and leave a pup without parents...

~Day of Extermination Day~

Once every year, by the end of it anyways, special angels come down from Heaven... and exterminate sinners throughout the Pride Ring, and ONLY the Pride Ring, but a small group of Exterminator Angels decided to venture towards the Wrath Ring where the Hellhounds born were tougher than other hellhounds anywhere else in Hell. As of this moment, the very same group of Exterminator Angels began raiding and killing Wrath-born Hellhounds before arriving at the farmhouse of (L/N). Inside said farmhouse, (M/N) laid on the ground dead from multiple stab wounds as a pool of blood began seeping through the kitchen floor. (F/N), however, was holding his own against the Exterminator Angels, while only wielding an axe, though he was suffering many injuries.

(F/N): Thankfully we managed to hide our son before these damn Angels attacked. [looks to kitchen] (M/N), my love, I am sorry I wasn't fast enough... [glares, grits teeth] but I will make these bastards pay!

Though the Exterminator group only had six members, they were still a dangerous group.

Exterminator Angel 1: Let's just kill this mutt now!

Exterminator Angel 2: We know that, but I want to savor this fight.

Before another fight could commence, a small scream was heard, making (F/N) worried as he recognized that scream.

(F/N): [worried] No! They found my son!

Exiting a side room, one Exterminator Angel, wielding a halberd-like weapon, held a frightened (Y/N) by the scruff of his neck and held him high with a sadistic grin.

Exterminator Angel 3: Look what I found hiding under the floorboard! Thought you could get away that easily?

Exterminator Angel 4: Trace, he's just a child. Let him go.

Trace: [confused] Eh? What do you mean, Michelle? We came here to kill the Wrath-born Hellhounds and that's what we're going to do.

Michelle: Only adults, NOT children. [sighs] Did you even take those classes I told you about?

Trace: Hmm... [rubs chin] Nope!

Michelle groaned in annoyance at her friend's antics, but it was borderline near a psychological mentality only wanting bloodshed and despair on her enemies. Before anything else could be said, (F/N) tackles Trace onto the floor dropping (Y/N) from her grasp. (Y/N) looked up to see his father wrestling and holding the Exterminator Angel in his arms.