Chapter 2: The Radio Demon

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-West Side of Pentagram City-

Though the Cleanse had been done and over with, the whole west side had been trying their best to get rid of the demons to take their territory for themselves. It was literally first come first serve and those that had been participating in this sort of thing had to make sure to eliminate the problem that had been the other rivals.

One or rather two of these had been Cherri Bomb and her friend, a familiar spider demon by the name of---

---Angel Dust.

Right now they had taken shelter behind a couple of debris as some of the demons decided to fire onto them, while Cherri had been firing with a rocket launcher.

"Heyyy, thanks for the back up, Angie!" Cherri said.

Angel laughed, as he tossed a bomb he lit up, "You kiddin'? This is the best action I've seen in ages!"

"Where've you been, anyway?" She asked as tossed away her rocket launcher, before pulling a pin on the grenade and tossing it, "I thought you up and died or some shit!"

"Oh I wish!" He replied, as he casually lit another bomb, "I've been staying at this crappy hotel on the other side of town."

He soon handed it to Cherri before she tossed it and took cover.

"Some broads are lettin' me stay rent-free if I play nice!" He said as he covered his ears.

BOOM---The Bomb went as they soon jumped into the battlefield with guns in hand. All the while Angel still spoke about it, "Y'know, no fights, no pranks, no "problematic language"... Her words, not mine."

A familiar egg boi soon ran over as he went to attack. Angel thought faster as he stepped on a wood plank, as he sent him flying in the air and shot him out of the sky.

"These crazy bitches are no fun! I've been clean for two weeks!" Angel complained as egg yolk landed on him.

"Holy shit---" Cherri said, stunned.

"Well---" Angel said, getting some of the yolk off of him, "---Sort of clean." He soon grabbed a hold of a bat and smashed it to pieces, "Just clean as you can get from a shitload of Bolivian marching powder!"

Just as Angel was ready to take out another demon, he found himself nearly tripping. "The fuck---?" He said before he looked over and noticed what he tripped on. As he casually shot a couple of demons he went over and picked up the object. It looked to be a plushie of a lamb with black button eyes. It looked to have a light blue shirt and a conductor hat.

"The hell is that?!" Cherri asked as she casually punched a demon and broke the arm of another.

"It's---A toy." Angel replied before

"A toy?" Cherri asked, "The fuck is a toy doing out here?"

"Don't know." He replied before he noticed something stitched on its hat with purple yarn. It looked to be a name as it had read---

"Dream?"

Before he could think more on it, he felt himself getting grabbed before he was tossed to the floor; somehow he still managed to hold onto the plush. Turns out it was Sir Pentious the one that got a hold of him.

"Oh~" Angel said as the restraints tightened, "Harder daddy~"

"Son?" Sir Pentious asked as Angel was taken back by the response.

Cherri soon got Pentious off of him with a kick. Sir Pentious managed to recover, before he growled, "You whores have no classss! In war, the side remembered is the side with the most ssstyle!"

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