I should've known. [ HELLUVA BOSS ] [ Striker x Blitzo]

Well, Look who's inside again.

It was around 3am in hell right
now, demons were either asleep or
getting high and breaking into
people's houses, 2 Imps though
had been preparing for their
second attempt at their
Assasination, They were both
currently in some forest mountain
Beside Prince Stolas's mansion, they
were loading their guns and sharpening their knives, the
moon was as bright as ever and
the wind travelled and blew
threw them multiple times, it
was cold. But they bared with it.

"We'll attack at dawn. Most gaurds
would be passed out by then which
means it would be easier to sneak
through." Blitzo said, as he was
loading the blessed tipped rifle
in his hands as he checked the
scope a few times to test it.
"You know which where is the tower
Nearby stolas's room, right?" blitzo
looked back at striker, "yeah yeah, bossman." striker said, pretty
confident that they could pull this
off pretty easily, while blitzo had
a feeling of dread in his stomach
but he tried to ignore it anyway.

There was a moment of silence
between them, before Blitz decided
to break the silence. "Soooo, what
are we gonna do after.. Y'know,
...this is oveer?" blitzo slightly
trailed off the last word, he knew
he and striker were gonna start
working together still and he looked
forward to that, but he felt as if
something was missing.
"Why, of course we'd continue
To assasinnate our targets, and
occasionally join turf wars and
whatever we fuckin' want." striker
said, walking over to blitz and sitting down beside him, he patted the ground next to him, telling blitzo
To join him aswell, to which he
did, he sat down and hugged his
legs to his chest, while striker
had a more laid back position,
with one of his legs up and his
arm resting on his knee.

Blitzo glanced at the taller
Imp beside him, striker
Caught him staring and blitzo
immediately looked away and
felt his cheeks heat up as striker
smirked at him, "Soo, anything
thing we fucking want, huh?"
blitzo said as he looked over to the
view of the mansion, and the stars
glimmering above the sky.
"Yup." striker answered.
"Striker, why?" blitzo suddenly
asked, suprising the snake imp
As he turned his direction Towards
blitzo, confused. "What'ya mean?"
striker asked, blitzo looked away.

"Why? Why'd you choose me?
I mean, you couldn've just beat
the shit outta me and run off." Blitzo
finished. Things were silent between
the two for a minute, before striker
finally opened his mouth to answer.

"Because you're me."

"What?" blitzo looked at striker,
not expecting that response as he
looked back at striker, who was
looking down with his hat
Covering his face, he then looked
back up to finish. "Because you're
just like me." blitzo listened
attentively, eager to know what
striker has to say, "You had to work
to get where you are. And no matter
What you did, people still disrespected ya." striker said,
His eyebrows furrowed.

"and then there's that fucking Pompous Goetia."

"S-Stolas?" Blitzo said,
"He's just like all of those fuckin'
Overlords. He's just like her."
Striker whispered the last part,
he admitted, he still felt petty about
What happened to him years ago.
Blitzo knew who striker was talking
about, and as far as he knows
Stolas isn't like that, right?
"Stolas isn't fucking like that!
S-Sure- he can be.. Extreme and
a liar sometimes- but he isn't that bad!
i mean i do think he cares-"
"He only CARES about what HE WANTS BLITZ." Striker cut him off,
Hissing. Striker grabbed blitz by
the shoulders and made blitzo
Looked directly at him

"HE'S AN OVERLORD, A FUCKING
PRINCE OF HELL. AND SO IS ARWYNA. THEY SEE THEMSELVES
SO ABOVE MORE THAN US BLITZ,
THEY DON'T FUCKING CARE AND
IF THEY WANT SOMETHING THEIR
GONNA DO ANYTHING TO GET WHAT THEY FUCKIN' WANT!" Striker
Yelled at blitzo, blitzo glared at striker
and grabbed his wrists and pushed
them off his shoulders as he stood
up "WHAT DO YOU FUCKING KNOW
ABOUT STOLAS!?" Now blitzo was
Angry aswell, and in denial.
This made striker more pissed now.