Helluva Boss x Reader

Chapter 8

You look around the streets, to see more of the same. Tons of demons and imps minding their own business, walking busily to wherever their next destination is. You feel like a duck out of water, as your plan was to wander around until somthing peaked your interest. But with everyone moving so fast, you feel overwhelmed. You join the horde, and jump in, scanning for anything interesting. You see a few imps doing what looks like coke in an alleyway, a few imps in a fistfight, a few shops, and a beggar with a sign saying "Satan Bless." Quite ironic. You know your not stealing from a beggar. That's even worse then a damn stripper. You dont want to get involved with drugs, and a fistfight is the LAST thing you need right now. You keep wandering around until you find a small park area, with a few small benches, a large bush with a few roses, and a fountain. You break away from the swarm of imps and demons, and make your way to the park. You slump down on the bench, and hold your head in your hands. You relax in the chair, and make yourself comfortable. You listen to the glistening sounds of the fountain, and watch the reflection of the world sink into the bottom of the fountain, only to come back up again, slightly distorted. You sit for a while, watching how the imps and demons act. They seem to squabble over the silliest of things. The fact that drugs are super common and nobody seems to care, still makes you feel off. You take off your jacket, and place it under you, to make the bench slightly more comfortable.  You notice some of the imps running the opposite way. You feel your interest peak, as a sharp object gets jabbed into your back, causing you to jump up. A large arm wraps around your neck, pinning you to the chair, as a voice growls from behind you.

"Everything you have. On the ground. Now." It demands. You feel the edge of the sharpened object slowly begin to pierce your skin.

"Woah, I dont have much, please leave me alone." You say, a bit to loud.

You hear a distant humming sound, getting louder, but you nor your mugger seem to care.

"Did I ask? Everything. NOW." It demands.

You reach into your pockets and drop the 5 dollar Bill, and the knife.

"Wheres the rest of it." The creature says, filled with anger.

"That's all, I swear!" You yell out in fear.

The blade thrusts deeper into your back, as a familiar voice speaks out calmly.

"Its a shame to see someone threatening another, just for sitting down at a park." The voice says. Static seems to lace its tone.

The creature drives the blade deep into your flesh repeatedly, causing you to yell in anguish. Moisture collects in your eyes, as you fall to the ground. Your back feels warm, as red spills onto the grey cobblestone path. You look up to see a familiar demon get taller, and significantly thinner, as the creature that stabbed you begins yelling in pain and fear. You begin to feel light headed, as the crimson liquid pours down your leg, pooling on the ground. The familiar demon looks down at you, and offers you a hand up. You try to raise your hand, but your body feels like it's made of cement. You feel your body drop to the ground, as you feel yourself slip into the comforting unconsciousness.

You hear voices, 2 female voices, and the familiar demons voice. The one laced with radio static. You try to listen, but your unable to make out words. You feel a cool sensation on your back, as you feel yourself slipping again.

You take a deep breath in, as your eyes shoot open. A sharp pain shoots through your entire body, as you groan in pain. You look around to find yourself lying in a red bed, in a fancy looking room. You feel the pressure of dressings for your wound, as you try to get to your feet. The door slightly opens, as a female walks in. She has white makeup and looks straight out of a Disney movie. She wears a large and genuine, yet offsetting grin, as she scans the room and makes eye contact.