[name] slowly opened her eyes to the wooden creaking shack. this old beatdown building that she called her home over the last five years. pushing herself up she glanced around realizing her roommate- well friend- denji and his little orange mutt pochita were gone. 'probably out paying debt' she thought to herself and pushed herself out of the makeshift bed in the corner of the small shack. stretching her body she looked around for a jacket, it was raining which was nothing really new but she wanted to go out and possibly steal some food for her and the two she had made a living with. she slipped on her jacket and some shoes and opened up the door, a warm yet chilly breeze fluttering across her exposed skin on her cheeks, turning them a rosy pink.
as she was outside she saw her own little devil, scaria, a small little scythe devil just how pochita was a orange chainsaw devil, she ignored the little devil for now since she had business
she shut the door behind her the best she could since the stupid thing was broken and glanced around one more time to see if denji was here or not- but like always she was met with an empty field.
walking down the street she looked at the lights from afar, it wasn't much of a walk but doing this everyday still made her incredibly tired. she put on a mask and put up her hood as she walked into the small corner store, slipping into the back and stuffing anything and everything she possibly could into the insides of her jacket, bra, pants anywhere they could fit. once she was sure they wouldn't fall out she ran out of the store, hearing the clerk yell and curse at her but the fat ass was too lazy to chase after her anyways, she's done this multiple times and not once has he actually gotten up to do something about it.
on her way back she spotted denji from afar and quickly picked up her pace to catch up with him, a small bun in her mouth as she chewed and kicked his leg, "here. i got food, carry some you lazy piss hair." she mumbled to him and shoved some of the stolen food into his arms and he just looked at her like she wasn't even real.
denji groaned and willingly took the food, not wanting to be beaten to death anyways. "i seriously don't know how you get away with this shit."
she only shrugged and walked with him noticing him walking funny she raised an eyebrow "did someone stick it up you? why are you walking like a crackhead downtown?" she asked with a grin, although she was teasing she might have been slightly concerned, not that she would ever admit that anyways.
denji almost choked on the bun he had stuffed in his mouth and glared at her, "what!? are you crazy lady!? no!" he yelled as he took a large bite out of the bun and swallowed, pulling it away from his mouth he answered more clearly, "i sold one of my balls." he said so calmly like it was the most normal thing ever.
in return, she almost choked on the bun in her mouth too, her eyes going wide as she looked at his limp and she laughed. "dude are you serious? they don't even cost that much money! i told you i would start paying you rent somehow."
he only smirked and stood in the middle of the sidewalk turning to her he said, "rent? you could always just let me touch your boo- HEY I WAS KIDDING! STOP THAT!"
she didn't even let him finish his sentence as she started kicking him aiming for his balls, or the lack of balls.
this had become an almost daily thing between the two, denji making lewd comments and she would beat the shit out of him out of the kindness in her heart, it was the least she could do.
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arriving at the shack, pochita made himself comfortable almost immediately. [name] and denji feast on the small snacks she had stolen from that corner store and as they eat denji coughed up blood which made [name] almost jump out of her seat. before she can even ask he only smiles and says, "I heard my mother had a heart disease that made her cough up blood. you think i'm unlucky enough to have it?" he asked almost bitterly and that made her frown almost. before she could answer there was a knock on the door, she already knew who it was. The old man who denji owed money to.
she opened the door and was greeted by the fat greedy man who only smirked looking her up and down like he normally did. 'fucking sleeze' she thought to herself as she let the man talk to denji.
"i have devil hunting work for you boy. get ready, were leaving right now." the man said and denji nodded and quickly went with him, for the first time, [name] decided to follow him, pochita and scaria following them like the little mutts- she didn't have time for those thoughts.
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the only man took them to an abandoned facility, he didn't care that she just tagged along as long as they got the job done.
as they enter they look around, they didn't see a single devil which made them suspicious, suddenly they hear the old man's voice, "denji, i am quite grateful that you're like a loyal dog and you work for cheap." he smirked as he continued and walked to the door, "but i can't stand the stench of dog."
suddenly denji, pochita, scaria, and [name] are stabbed and left to die to the now appearing zombie devil.
the zombie devil goes on and on about how she doesn't like devil hunters but the two are only in pain, trying their best to escape from their severe injuries.
denji is torn up by the zombies and thrown in a dumpster alongside pochita. [name] lays there as she gets torn apart as well, her blood curdling screams echoing throughout the abandoned building and then everything went dark.
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