Hellhound [#5]

"...okay, I'm really desperate now, but I hope this works."

"Don't worry, if he's just like you discribed him, then he'll come."

"Okay-"

Holding out the black card with the golden bold letters [FAVOR] written on it, she pulled both ends of the card in different directions and ripped it apart.

"...that was it?" A pink spider demon asked, looking from behind the sofa: "That thing was reslly blue ballin-"

Suddenly, a rush of black smoke filled the entire room and a presence overwhelmed all the demons inside. The cat-like demon in the bar counter froze, his eyes widening for a moment as he never asked who Charlie's "uncle" was. She did say he wasn't Lucifer's brother, but was rather a very good older friend of her who was really powerful and she didn't want to bother him with her problems when she can take care of herself... allegedly. "Who dares summon me-" This enormous shadow with bright red eyes loomed over the group of people, making even Alastor raise an eyebrow at the display of power, because the aura of Infernal Energy was strangely accompanied by the Angelical Energy that always emanated in fragile amounts from the Angelic metal weapons and of Vaggie's body.

"-oh, hi Charlie." The deep baritone voice lost all its menacing tone as the smoke blew away and standing before them was the one and only Warden of Hell, Guardian of the Unfortunate, Abandoned, and the Poor. He was quite famous for being a stuck up son of a bitch that would go out of his way to make life harder for other demons because he had a "moral code" that he always followed. He was an enormous 8'8 feet tall Hellhound, he was buff as a man like him could be and the only way to properly describe him was to pull out the word "hunk wolf", go to Rule34 or the furry blue site and search for images there, find the hottest one you can find and yoy may be able to kinda imagine how he looks like.

"Wait, your uncle is D'ahvon Marchosian? 7 times champion of the Hottest Man of Hell? Winning against Asmodeus himself for seven years!?" Angel shouted: "Oh gods, I always wanted to meet him- Have you watched his movies? He's so fucking hot- oh my Satan, give me an autograph- No, let's take this to a private place and-"

"Woah woah woah, calm down little boy-" D'ahvon said, not really understanding that he just clicked a button on Angel's head as he patted the younger guy and activated his title [Saint of Hell] to calm him down: "-so, Charlie, why you called me? You need help with something? Is Lucifer ignoring you again? Wanna me to beat some sense on his fucking thick head? That's why Lilith left him, because of his obsession with ducks-"

"No! Nononononono- I called you here, uhm, uncle D, because I need your help." Charlie quickly waved her arms to get his attention, making D'ahvon barely lose sight of a tail that he recognized, soon followed by the smell of a kitty that he recognized: "...Heaven, well, Adam is coming."

"Excuse me, what now?" D'ahvon asked, lookig surprised at Charlie: "What the fuck have you been up to? I know I don't call as much as I liked, sorry for that, but weren't you working on that project of yours about a hotel for sinners or something like that? Since when were you and Adam close to each other? I told your fucking father to keep that fucker away from you." With each word he looked more and more angry, he turned to point at her so he could ask her if she had met the guy and if she was okay- seriously, fuck Adam, in a really bad way -but she stopped him: "Wait, wait- Uhm, let me finish, please."

"Sorry."

"Okay, where was I? Ah, right. Adam and his Exorcists are coming to Exterminate Hell in one month, and he said he's going to target my Hotel first and I know I fucked- I feel so fucking bad for letting things get this bad but I need your help fending off the attacks- I know you're awfully busy with the security of the Gluttony Ring, the deals for safe food and ethical consumption from the products produced in the Wrath Ring, the many advertisements you do with the Lust Ring and the many medical plans you have to settle with the Sloth Ring but-" Each time she added another thing that her "uncle" did, the onlookers that didn't know much about the guy felt their eyes widen just slightly. Is this guy messing around with every single damn Ring of hell?

"It's okay, Charlie- Sure, you summoned me from a meeting with Mammon, but fuck that spider fucker." D'ahvon shrugged, turning to look at the bar, where he could feel a rather nervous kitty: "Well, I will help you with Adam. No way in here that I am missing this fight, I always wanted to tear his fucking body in half and eat those nuts he is so smug about- Imma smash them beneath my feat, force him to eat them, and then eat his corpse-" With each explicit description of what he wanted to do to the guy, his size increase, the more spikes that grew out of his fur, and the larger his horns started to grow. He stopped for a moment, looking around as he could feel everyone pretty much looking at him like he had a second head- He made sure to look of he had one, last time it happened nobody told him until he looked in the mirror and nearly screamed! "Oh, was I too much?"

"No, not at all... You enthusiasm seems amazing." A radio voice said. He turned to look at the source of that voice to see a demon he recognized: "Ah, you're that radio guy- Hey, how's that wound I gave you feelin' like? Still missing that leg? Oh, I see you grew it back, it's easy once you learn it, right?" Coldly, D'ahvon smiled: "You've not made a deal with my niece, did you~?" Looming over the demon, D'ahvon let out a part of himself that he knew would scare the shit out of the radio demon- Thousands upon thousands of eyes spread out among his body, six wings made out of blood and bone pushed their way out of his back, and thousands of little teeth started to push their way out of his body as he grinned: "I might have to eat you if you did~"

Pushing her way to be between the two of them, Charlie smiled neevously up at her "uncle" and said, though a little nervous: "Uncle D, please- Uhm, we made a deal, yes, but it was just a little thing! I'm sure it will come to nothing!" Her uncle backed away and his scary scary angelical form faded away as he turned to look at her: "He helped me gather the numbers we needed to push back against hell, I also learned that Angels can be harmed by-"

"-angelic weapons, yeah, I know that." D'ahvon sighed, placing his claws on his forehead: "...Okay, I can let this go for now... Hey, wanna give me a tour?"

"Oh, right!" Immediately, she looked bright like the sun and smiled like flowers would bloom if she just smiled enough: "This is my hotel- Right there is the wall that always gets destroyed or blown over for some reason, right there is the living room where we practice our exercises, and right there's the bar- Oh, where did Husk go?" Charlie stopped, looking right at the now empty bar- wasn't he there a few seconds ago?

"Kitty's hiding. Come out now, Husky, I know where you are~" D'ahvon grinned widely, letting his sharp teeth form a row of dangerous natural weapons as he looked down at the embarrassed and hiding kitty: "Found ya."

"Ah fuck, not you again." Even though he sounded really annoyed and exasperated, Husk looked way different from his usually deadpan self with a poker face that showed no visible emotion, always drinking and looking bored of the world around him- this time? This time he was blushing. "What do you want?"

"Awn, is this how you say hi? I remember you being way more abrasive..." In a sudden turn, D'ahvon had the kitty pressed against the wall, leaving him no room to escape: "Now you're such a scaredy cat, aren't you now, kitty~?"

"...what is happening?" Vaggie, who had been silently observing the "uncle" she never met but always heard of, finally spoke: "Am I the only one seeing this?"

"No, I'm seeing that too, and it's hot as fuck." Angel commented, pulling out popcorn for himself: "You want some?" Sir Pentious quickly picked a few and ate while Nifty just looked up at the big fluffy Hellhound man, her only eye widening. "This is really good, the sexual tension is growing."

"L-let me go, you prick-" He had to stop himself from letting out this squeak when the guy he has been seriously avoiding for years now just randomly appeared! "-oh fuck, not again-" he felt his body reacting, and he started to purr. "F-fuck!"

"Oh, I see the deal is still in effect, huh?" D'ahvon wide grin seemed to almost expand as his claws softly dragged themselves behind the little cat's back, touching his wings: "You see, Charlie, this one here was someone really addicted to gambling, and he wanted a lot of money from me... We made a deal and a bet, I won, and now his body has to react to the same way his mind thinks whenever I'm close to him. And, well, he just really likes me... Isn't that right, kitten? Oh, right- he also cannot lie to me, ever."

"...fuck, I hate- love this."

Everyone's eyes turned to Husk as he blushed: "Hold me closer, tighter, I love your hugs-" He tried, desperately, to close his mouth: "-and I missed you, really did."

"Awn, Husky, I knew you liked me." D'ahvon held him close, tighter, and smirked when the purring sound only got louder. "It's okay now, I'm here-" His teasing facade fell for a moment, and he genuinely whispered for a moment: "-I'm here now." He genuinely cared for Husk. He was one of the few people he saw rise to power only to fall due to his own choices and his own flaws, he was someone that he had shared his secrets with and one of the few that had gotten close to his heart enough to hurt him... And after years avoiding him, he finally had the courage to face him again.

You see, it was his fault. His fault that... Husk lost his soul. Or at least he believed it was his fault. He kind of took everything Husk owned and left him hopeless- at the time, he was being petty for him "breaking up" and "cheating" with him, when in fact, they weren't exactly dating... Okay, he's flawed and he has lived years of his life regretting it. Too afraid to face him, too afraid to face himself but... Fuck it. Fear is for the ones who are afraid to die.

"...I'm sorry, Husky... I'm sorry." D'ahvon pressed his forehead against the demon cat's forehead: "I'll fix it, okay? I will... Starting now."

He turned and faced Alastor, the famous radio demon. He raised his hands and looked the demon in the eyes: "...let's make a deal." Four words were uttered and the demon went from smiling but clearly a little on edge around him, to smiling like a predator who has outrun his prey: "Oh, a deal~?"

"Yep. You free Husk from his contract with you, and I'll give you... a free pass."

"...a free what now?"

"Urgh, I hate dealing with Sinners... Look, dick head, Sinners are bound to the Pride Ring because of Heaven. They cannot leave Pentagram City because of Lucifer, but with a Free Pass you can have access to all of Hell. All the Seven Rings, and all the souls you can get by fucking up with their lives... Do we have a deal?" To show that he wasn't fucking with him, D'ahvon pulled out this shiny black card that read [Pass] in golden letters.

"...hmm..." Alastor made a pensive expression for a moment. His fingers curled around his chin as he grinned widely: "A soul for millions of souls? Oh my good friend, we have a deal."

They shook hands, and the entire building shook with them.