One is the child of a sinner and a hellhound who has dreams of making it big in the music industry. One is an imp who's living life to its fullest. What happens when they join forces and work in a Hotel and with a team of assassins? Lets find out.
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Another year had passed since Jesse and Crystal had joined IMP and have been making steady cash. Unfortunately for everyone, today was the day of the annual extermination. Jesse and Crystal made their way through the ally ways to avoid the exorcists.
Jesse: Bloody hell, did it have to start while we were outside?
Crystal: I thought we would have had a bit more time.
Jesse: Whatever, right now we need to find somewhere so we can hide.
The two wander through the ally until Crystal spots something in a dumpster.
Jesse: What did you find, mate?
Crystal: pops out of the dumpster Voila!
Crystal holds up a weapon which from closer inspection, turns out to be an angelic spear.
Jesse: Woah, an angelic spear!? Blimey.
Crystal: I guess one of the exorcists must have dropped it. Eh, sucks to be them.
They hear a fight nearby and peak behind a corner to see a sinner struggling against three exorcists. Crystal gets a stern look and runs out, holding her grimoire.
Crystal: Conjures her wings and blasts magic at the angels GET AWAY FROM HIM!!!
The exorcists avoid and get bruised from some of her magic and quickly fly off. One of them gives her a stern look before flying off with her comrades. Jesse runs over to Crystal.
Jesse: That was awesome. But, are you okay?
Crystal: Yeah, as long as the sinner is okay. Are you, sir?
???: Why of course, I'm quite alright my dear. Those angels certainly have no manners. Though I must say, that was quite the spectacle of a performance coming from an imp.
As the sinner stands up and dusts off his coat, he turns to them. Crystal and Jesse slowly gain looks of terror when they realize who it is that she just saved.
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Crystal: Y-you're the the. . .
Jesse: Bloody Radio Demon!
Alastor: Why yes, my good sir. Alastor the Radio Demon, at your service. Pleasure to meet you both, quite a pleasure. I must ask though, what are you two doing out here on a day like this. Today's forecast I recall called for skies of deadly exorcists with a heavy rain of bloody murder. Though I must admit, it's always quite a sight to behold, hahahaha!
Crystal: It uh, sorta just started while we were grabbing coffee.
Alastor: Well, ain't that unfortunate for you and rude of them. But regardless, you saved my life and therefore, I . . . owe you a . . . favor, my dear.
Jesse couldn't help but notice Alastor resist admitting that.
Crystal: Um, okay. That's nice to hear. I guess I'll let you know when I'll cash it in. My name is Crystal, by the way. And this is Jesse.
