Join triplets descendants of a mighty Hellhound in wacky adventures in hell...
Two are helping the princess of Hell with her new passion project while the other "works" with his hellhound girlfriend at a company called I.M.P
And things do happen!
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Here she is! Meet the Gal that saved Hound from child neglect and emotional abuse. Also, I will write a prequel chapter that's a bit inspired on "The Wild Robot". Its gonna be quite long so be ready for that too. Also here are some teaser moments.
[Hound is seen riding a Hell horse and starts walking in circles.]
Hound: Okay, see? This isn't so hard.
[Jadelyn just smirks, then she whistles, and the Hell horse starts freaking out. Hound tries to hold for dear life.]
Hound: NO NO NO! AHHHH!
[Hound lands on the mud face first not getting up. Jadelyn approaches and kneels beside him.]
Jadelyn: (Smug) You were saying? Also, you okay?
[Hound looks through the lock and see Jadelyn have a discussion with his father Matthew.]
Jadelyn: Pa he is fine, he is a Hellhound. We were just having fun.
[Without any warning he slaps her so hard that she falls to the floor, she holds her cheek in pain before Matthew grabs her chin to forcefully make her look at him.]
Matt: Don't talk to me back lady! He isn't just a Hellhound, he is the only reason we got to keep the farm, and you weren't sent to marry Arthur, now stop with this bullshit about being having fun and leave that mutt the fuck alone!
[Jadelyn and Hound are seen munching on apples as Hound vents about his father to her.]
Hound: (Frustrated) Every time I try my best all I get is just a look that says "Sable would have done better. Why can't you be like your siblings?" Why do I even bother anymore?
Jadelyn: Well, there's the problem.
Hound: Really? I should just stop trying-
[Jadelyn interrupts his rant as she flickers his nose making him wince a bit.]
Hound: Hey!
Jadelyn: Not that silly. Run your own path pup, not theirs. You were born to be like you, not like them. Who cares what your father thinks?
[Hound and Jadelyn are in a tree on top of a Hill, Hound having to have tears in his eyes.]
Jadelyn: Why do you think that?
Hound: Because no one cares about me!
[Suddenly he is hugged tightly from behind as Jadelyn rest her chin in his head.]
