Helluva Boss

Mission: Antarctica (Short)

A manilla folder lay on Blitzo's desk, near his "Boss Bitch" mug and by his drawer with figures of Moxxie and Millie. A nearby photo of the research building in Antarctica. A photo of red blood on snow. Blitzo's notes...

"I.M.P. Target: ???

Location: Antarctica, near McMurdo Station

Description: A man-eating beast, no clear description

Info: Client wants us to hunt down the man-eater that killed him and now poses a risk to his fellow researchers. Personally, I think he's being a little bitch, he's already dead, so why go through the trouble of hiring someone to...why are you still typing? Are you writing this all down? Moxx, I swear to fucking Satan you are beyond stupid!"

I.M.P. remembered the client coming in...once a scientist on Earth, he was now a demon: blue skin, glazed white eyes, white messy hair and his body covered with ice and bite marks.

"We were doing experiments on animals and trying to find hidden Nazi bases," the client said, "but out of nowhere, a vicious beast with sharp teeth came...and killed us all." The client shivered, even as he sat near a heater. "Now I'm cursed with always being cold, to remind me of my acts in Antarctica. Go kill that beast for me and avenge my crew!"

The imps fell through the portal from the I.M.P. office, grunting and falling into the snow. A blizzard of snow howled around them, icy rocks in the distance.

Blitzo, Moxxie, and Millie wore dark jackets, goggles, and winter clothing.

"That was a big jump!" Blitzo cried, shivering. He wore a black jacket with soft lining inside, goggles on his head, light gray gloves, and a dark protective clothing piece over his red pointed tail.

Millie stood up and shivered as well. She wore her dark jacket hood over her head, dark gloves and protective clothing piece over her red pointed tail.

"Christ on a stick, I'm freezing my little red cock off!" Blitzo exclaimed, blowing into his hands. "Where is that thing supposed to be?"

"The client said it was near the research station," Millie explained.

Moxxie stood up, wearing gray mittens, a dark jacket and a furry hat with ear flaps. All the imps carried dark backpacks and wore dark boots.

"Th-th-that research station?" Moxxie shivered and pointed.

The lone station stood abandoned in the distance. The building was white and orange, with a nearby orange tower with a satellite. An American flag blew in the frigid wind. The windows were broken, and the loose door banged in the wind, almost off its hinges. Icicles hung from the open broken windows.

The imps shivered and slowly walked toward the station, their breaths visible. They reached the stairs, Blitzo leading the way.

Moxxie glanced at the broken windows. "Oh crumbs, that can't be good."

Blitzo walked in and froze. "Oh shit...yikes! Yeah."

Red blood stained the metal walls and floors. Three male corpses littered the space, their eyes glazed over, faces frozen and covered in snow. Their bodies were torn, with many bite marks and scratches. One was a male with a white mustache and a red snow hat on. A fourth body was hanging from the ceiling with just the legs visible. One body was slumped over a table, eyeball dangling out.

"What happened here?" Moxxie asked.

Millie examined the corpse of the white mustached man...who did not have his lower half attached. "These guys were torn to shreds! I've seen Wrath b-b-beasts less brutal than this!"