Charlie's POV
After the interview, me and my girlfriend, Vaggie, along with Razzle and Dazzle, were walking down the street.
"Charlie," Said Vaggie. "The system we want to accomplish will be met with backlash from the angels."
"Don't worry, Vaggie." I assured her. "Even if we do end up with backlash, I'll stand up against the idea of purging."
Vaggie put her hand on my shoulder.
"And how will we tell this Arackniss guy to try and get his shit together?" Asked Vaggie. "Don't get me wrong, defending people from getting killed, that's great, but he keeps shattering the jaws of people who only pickpocket."
"Yes, I am aware of that." I said. "But I can convince him to try and make things right... without all the bloodshed."
Even if Arackniss doesn't want to stop being so violent, at least I won't give up.
I'll try to make him see.
Inside of every Demon is a Rainbow.
He might see what I'm trying to do as a joke, but I don't.
~~Time Skip~~
I was waiting in a local bar.
Vaggie was sitting right by me.
We were waiting for him to show up.
"What the fuck do want, Princess?" Asked Angel Dust.
"Hello," I greeted. "I'm Charlie."
"Yeah, yeah, I know who you are, toots." He said, sitting down at the table. "Why the fuck did you call me?"
"I'd like to make a proposition." I said.
"Look, I understand." He said.
"You do?" I asked.
"Yeah." He said. "Politicians have a lot of secret nasties, but I'll tell you, I charge extra for ladies-"
"What!?" I exclaimed. "No! Hell no. My proposal is that you try and enter our rehabilitation program. You have a lot of fans. If people see that you of all people can clean up your act, then more people can see that redemption is possible."
Angel took a moment to process what I just said.
He starting laughing.
"What?" He chuckled. "Bitch, please. I have everything I need. I'm not gonna fuck it up by joining your bullshit program."
"Everything, huh?" Asked Vaggie. "We know that Valentino is a piece of shit. He abuses you. If you join our program, you can be protected from that fucker. You won't have to suck his dick, you won't have to deal with his bullshit, you can be free from Val."
Angel looked down at his hands.
The smile on his face disappeared.
"I already told you my answer." He said.
Me and Vaggie looked at each other, then back to Angel.
"Angel," I said. "You have a chance to leave him."
Angel looked up at me.
I just hoped he'd agree and leave that son of a bitch.
"Fuck you." He said, getting up. "I'm not wasting my time at your shitty hotel. It's still in construction, right? Where will I have to be until then? Living in some fucking guest room? No. I've made up my mind. Fuck you two, and fuck your hotel."
I sighed.
I reached into my coat pocket and pulled out a few hundred dollars.
I put it on the table and slid it to Angel.
"Sorry for wasting your time." I said.
Me and Vaggie got up and left.
We got into the limo, and tears started forming in my eyes.
Why would Angel Dust choose to go back to the one who causes him so much pain.
Vaggie did her best to console me.
Angel Dust's POV
I wanted to say "yes."
But I ended up looking the Princess, one of the most kindest people in Hell, and ended up saying "fuck you."
I knew nothing bad was gonna happen to me from Princess Charlotte.
However, I still feel like a piece of shit.
Charlotte didn't deserve getting cussed out.
If Valentino knew I wanted to go clean, something bad would happen to her.
After Charlotte left, I sighed, got up and left as well.
I kept my eyes on the ground as I walked.
~~Flashback~~
I had just put too much PCP into my arm.
I was overdosing.
It hurt so much.
I could barely breathe.
"Dad." I just barely managed to get out. "Help me.
I couldn't leave the chair I was sitting on.
The door opened.
It was my dad.
"Dad." I managed to say. "Call... an ambulance. I... over did it. I overdosed."
He looked at me.
For a moment, he looked like he could've done something.
But instead, he shut the door.
"Dad!" I said. "Don't... don't leave."
My breath started to slow down.
"Dad..." I said.
Those were my last words on Earth.
~~End of Flashback~~
I came down to this shithole.
Everyone knows me.
But nobody actually knows what I've been through.
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Arackniss
ActionArackniss. Wasn't a nice guy when he was alive. But what can you expect from a Mob Assassin? However, after he was sent down to Hell, he decided that he wants to help people. He does so in ways that make criminals in Hell lay awake at night, wonderi...