ID: This is a grouping of all the members of Blitz's Spy Squad™️ featured in mine (@eyecandyeoz) and @storm89's Helluva/Hazbin Apocalypse AU titled And The Whirlwind Is In The Tree with the original lineup done by @heyjay177art. They are all grouped together with Blitz, their leader and coordinator in the middle. Tap for higher quality!👆🏽
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The Second part of the I'm Ready song pic, done by the awesome @heyjay177art. Based on me and @eyecandyeoz apocaplypse hellaverse fic, And in the Whirlwind is in the Tree.
This time featuring our girl Via leading the charge, along with Moxxie, Millie, Angel and several others. Had to put the best girl here.
Another amazing commission done by @heyjay177art. I asked for Blitz and Loona AU counterparts from me and @eyecandyeoz Apocalypse fic, And the Whirlwind in a Tree and using the iconic pose of Charlie and Lucifer.
She designed Loona and I designed Blitz.
Blitz gets shadow powers in the fic and they can help him fly (among other things), hence why his wings look more like a shape then actual wings.
ID: This is a grouping of all the covers featured in mine (@eyecandyeoz) and @storm89's Helluva/Hazbin Apocalypse AU titled And The Whirlwind Is In The Tree. with additional art done by @heyjay177art. The sequence from start to finish proceeds starting at the top left and ending at the bottom right. All chapters are out now and available to read below the cut!
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Year I
Year II
Year III
Year IV - Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3
Year V
Year VI
Year VII
Miscellaneous Writing and Art
Blitzo Spies OC Lineup - Apocalypse Hellaverse art done by @heyjay177art
Magia de Papel - Amelda wielding magic written by @storm89
I'm Ready - Fizz AU Comic by @heyjay177art
Spy Work - Blitzo AU network of spies written by @storm89
Amelda & Striker Animatic - art done by @eyecandyeoz
Apocalypse Loona - art done by @eyecandyeoz
Armored Ozzie - Apocalypse AU art done by @heyjay177art
Apocalypse Via - art done by @heyjay177art
Easy as Breathing - written by @storm89/ cover illustrated by @eyecandyeoz
More Than Anything - Hazbin inspired art between Amelda and Striker done by @eyecandyeoz
Blitzo Throne - art done by @heyjay177art
Fate has a twisted sense of humor - comic art done by @fletchingbrilliant
Apocalypse Stolas - art done by @eyecandyeoz
Oliver Grown Up - art done by @heyjay177art
Striker with Amelda as a baby - art done by trhDesigns on Kofi.
Pairing: Striker and OC Amelda(adoptive father/daughter relationship)
Warnings: angst, whump, hurt-comfort, injury, blood, harsh language, death, gore, killing in self-defense, graphic depictions of violence.
Summary: It's over. It's finally over. Now it's time to rebuild.
See end of chapter for notes.
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It's in the seventh year of the Angel Invasion when it was finally over.
They stayed in the human world for almost a year and it was a bit complicated.
They constantly had to be in their human disguises and make sure they didn't get nosy neighbors.
Then a bombshell hit.
Fizz was pregnant.
Pregnant with the baby of a deadly sin.
So after a bit of hysteria, he was constantly monitored and everyone felt the tension of his upcoming birth.
When Fizz went into labor, Striker was tasked with keeping the kids occupied; Blitz wouldn't leave Fizz's side and Millie's mother was going to be the midwife. Via and Loona soundproof the place, hoping his screams would be deadened.
Finally, after a strenuous 8 hours, Fizz's daughter was born.
A hybrid he named Jezzie; she had Asmodeus’ blue fur but Fizz’s imp horns and beak. Amelda and her friends were very curious about their newest member, crowding and oohing about the baby.
It was 2 hours later when they got the call.
The war is over.
The angels retreated back to heaven.
They could all go home.
Striker thought it was a trick at first, but then Stolas himself came and told them that it was safe again. Everyone cheered, himself included, giving Amelda a big bear hug.
It was finally over.
When they went back, the sins were already at their rings, rebuilding bit by bit. Fizz wept as he held his own lover, showing their daughter to him the first time. Striker saw Colt and Murphy were still alive, giving them both a manly hug. He was so happy to see his friends survived.
Later, Striker got called to the office of the King of Hell and was told to bring Amelda with him. It seems Stolas told him about their situation.
Lucifer was...surprising.
He expected him to be taller or more menacing; but he just looked like a handsome human. He didn't look like someone who he found out later, literally flew to heaven and broke down the golden gates, demanding for the fighting to stop.
Then he told him who he was and the room shifted.
Suddenly, Lucifer looked furious and his smile changed to a malicious one. It was as though the gravity of the room felt heavier, making Amelda fearfully hoot from behind Striker as he simultaneously felt the urge to vomit from being startled so fiercely.
“You do realize that I can kill you for what you did before.”
Striker only nodded, too afraid to speak.
“But Stolas vouched for you, and so did his fiance.” Lucifer said, sitting back in his chair, easing up with the frightening influence he inflicted upon the environment just then. “I understand you want to adopt this child.”
Striker begins to express agreement, but before he could speak Lucifer put his hand up.
“But, I need to ask her if that's what she wants. Ars Goetia are pretty strict with all this paperwork.”
Lucifer looked over the owlet and asked if she wanted to stay with Striker or to go to her Goetia family.
It was a big fat no to the royals.
She saw how none of them came to their aid, except for Stolas, Vassago and Via. She wanted nothing from them.
Striker was proud of his little girl.
So just a few days later, he got the paperwork that Amelda was officially adopted by him.
Lucifer then asked Striker what he wanted, since he helped so much in the Lust battle and in Wrath.
His old self would have asked for money and riches beyond his wildest dreams.
But after 7 years, he just wants to rest.
So he asked for a farm and land in Wrath.
And that's exactly what he got.
During the time they were getting settled, a lot of events happened.
Fizz and Ozzie got married.
It was the event of the century, it was televised to all the rings and was talked about for weeks. To many demons, it was a sign of a rebuilt and safe Hell, whatever that means.
Even though he was invited, Striker didn't want to go, but Amelda insisted to be there for Oliver, who was now a teenager and officially adopted by the couple.
The wedding was more like a big party, with it ending with Ozzie saying Fizz would be his queen of the Lust Ring.
He watched as Fizz and Ozzie in their wedding suits, holding Oliver and Jezzie in their arms, looking deliriously happy.
Good for them.
Blitz bet they will have their next one in less then a year.
Speaking of which, Blitz and Stolas' wedding was very low key compared to theirs.
It was a small group of friends, family and allies in Stolas garden, their hands binding with a red cloth, showing their devotion together.
Blitz would be considered Stolas consort, but that was fine with him. He told Striker that just means both his spy network and assassin job can work better, you can learn a lot from people when they treat you like you are invisible.
Blitz said he has his number on speed dial if he needs a job.
Striker thanked him for that.
Striker let out a breath of air as he walked onto his porch, taking in his new land; seeing Millie's family farm several yards away. He heard Moxxie is going to help out, needing a break from assassination work.
He looked to the side, seeing his daughter petting their horses that miraculously survived.
7 years ago, his younger self would have snarled at him and called him weak for accepting this modest bullshit and taking in a Goetia half-ling.
But after all these years of fighting, this is good enough.
He sighs as he sits in the rocking chair Amelda insisted they needed and put his feet up, pulling his hat over his eyes.
More than good enough.
HOLY SHIT! The final chapter! Me and Candy are beyond grateful to our readers!
This was a fan project and collab that we really wanted to do, and we have succeeded!
We will do the next one in the fall, this time, through Fizz POV and with a few surprises.
Thanks so much for reading!
AN: A short story i did with Amelda knowing some magic cause she is half goetia. , along with some backstory with her parents. Also, Candy is letting me use her taglist.
Striker was sharpening his knives when Amelda came running up to him.
“Papa, Papa!”
He smiled, letting it sink in. Her calling him papa always make him smiled. He turns to look at her, seeing her excited face.
“Yeah babygirl?”
“Look what i can do.”
he watched as he she took out a sheet of paper, her tongue poking out in concentration as she folded it into a crane. Then she closed her eyes and the crane glowed.
He watched as the bird suddenly moved and started flying.
“Isn't it neat?” she said, looking at him with a big grin.
Striker blinked and grabbed Amelda, breaking into a run.
“Millllllieeeee!”
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Vassago looked at Amelda, his gaze contemplative as Amelda blinked up at him.
Striker watched them, his hoof tapping impatiently. Millie and Esme were watching with him, wondering the examination of the little owlet.
“Well, this is unexpected.”
Strikers blind eye twitched, he was close to snapping from the tension.
“Ya think?” he snarled, “I thought she couldn't get powers cause shes half imp.”
"Well technically, we don't know any goetia hybrids.” Vassago explained, “We just assumed she wouldn't have any.”
“Why paper, though?” Millie asked..
“Well, Ars Goetia usually have elemental magic.” Vassago said, “Mine is the stars, Stolas is space and that peacock cabron was ice.”
He then look at Amelda, who was folding another piece of paper.
“Her family, well Archer's family, it was earth, specifically plants.” he said, “And paper technically comes from plants.”
The rest of the group nodded, seeing the sense of the theory.
The hear Amelda giggle, seeing she folded a horse and made it gallop around her.
“Can it be used in a fight?” Esme asked.
“Guess we just wait and see” Vassago said with a shrug.
They learned it was sooner then later.
Striker and Amelda were in some overgrown Royals house when they got attacked by raiders. They were hiding behind a corner when Amelda noticed they were near a library.
She sprinted to the door and pushed it open.
The next thing that happened was a tornado of paper.
The raiders were getting papers stick to their face and hands and finally their legs, literally smothering them with the pages.
The raiders fell to the ground, wriggling from their bindings and muffled yelling. Striker looked at them and then looked at Amelda, who gave him a tired thumbs up.
This is the first part of a comic commission from @heyjay177art , based on the 4th chapter from me and @eyecandyeoz fic, And in the Whirlwind is in the Tree.
I asked them to do a song commish from the song, I'm ready and they did great! Can't wait for the next part!
AN: A short story i had to do with Blitz spy network from me and @eyecandyeoz hellaverse fic, with new characters. Also, Candy is letting me use her taglist.
When shit hit the proverbial fan in Hell, Blitz realized they needed a lot more people on their team.
When every type of demon started coming into Lust, they were also getting scavengers, raiders and followers of the Vees.
They also knew shit about the other rings.
So, Blitz made a plan.
He needed intel on the other rings and he needed demons with connections.
So he asked M&M, Loona and Striker to ask around and they got 7 candidates.
Bruno, a bat sinner from Pride. He used to be a soldier in Black Ops when he was human, lying in wait and assassinating his targets. He was perfect for Wrath, watching its dangerous badlands.
Paloma, an imp that was the size of a purse but had the attitude of an angry chihuahua, was assigned to Pride. Her small size made her ideal to go through the nooks and crannies of the once metropolitan area. She was also incredible with getting intel with the Vee's, they could never see her.
Charlie, a spider sinner, was assigned to Greed. He was massive and muscular, Blitz didn't think he was good for spy work. Then he watched as 4 spider legs came out of his back and scaled up a building. He learned since the mafia has taken over what's left of Greed, they're looking for muscles and bodyguards. Charlie was perfect for that.
Xander, a hellhound that looked more like a wolf-dog and he was assigned to Gluttony. It made sense for a demon that was originally from that ring to recruit them. It was imperative when they learned the demons that were hiding in Gluttony's swamps, half of them turned feral and were blocking supply lines. Xander also idolized Blitz, which made him a wee bit uncomfortable,but Xander didn't question anything so Blitz just shrugged it off.
Esme, a succubi, was assigned to Lust. Again like Xander, it made more sense that the demon species from their ring was assigned to it. For a succubi, she sucked at seduction, but being a former secretary with photographic memory, she knew where the best supply and weapons storage. It also helps that she is trigger happy, as long she is hitting the right target.
Then there's Grant, a shark mix with angler fish and was assigned to Envy. He used to be in the mafia, but he didn't have the stomach for half of the shady stuff they did. According to Millie, he was a big sweetie pie, but he had to change that attitude when the invasion happened. He was built like a tank, so he was great in both the front lines and swimming in Envy's oceans.
Finally, there was Huxley, a baphomet that was built like a gargoyle and was assigned to Sloth.
He was...trickier.
Huxley used to be a cop that was affiliated with Pride but when the invasion hit, there was no need for law and order. He didn't want to follow Blitz at first, thinking he was just some overlord wannabe (and there might have been some racism towards Imps as well). But he saw how Blitz took care of everyone and that earned his loyalty. Not only was he in charge of intel in Sloth, but he was also the one that made sure they could get the meds they needed. He also knew the weapons they could get from every precinct in hell.
These fresh faces have a lot to learn if they want to keep up with the likes of IMP. It’s a good thing M&M, Loona and Striker have an eye for talent and muscle.
Now they all work together, to make sure they all survive.
ID: A simple animatic via FlipaClip of Amelda talking to Striker as featured in the collaborative fan series @storm89 and I are making by the name of And The Whirlwind Is In The Tree using the audio from Phineas&Ferb. Here she is in her teen years while Striker can't help but see that same little girl he saved all those years ago. Please enjoy. I hope you guys like this as much as I do.(@eyecandyeoz) 💝
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ID: A flat colored concept image of Loona from Helluva Boss in an adapted style as featured in the collaborative fan series @storm89 and I are making by the name of And The Whirlwind Is In The Tree. Here she is wearing a variation of corpse makeup as well as darker dyed hair and leather cuffs on her ankles. She's dressed in a cropped leather coat with a collar adorned by the fur of a sinner she killed, paired with a lace-up top to match.
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Pairing: Striker and OC Amelda(adoptive father/daughter relationship)
Warnings: angst, whump, hurt-comfort, injury, blood, harsh language, death, gore, killing in self-defense, graphic depictions of violence.
Summary: This is it. End of the Road. One thing was clear. They need to get out.
See end of chapter for notes.
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The sixth year of the Angel Invasion is when things become very clear.
Hell wasn't safe anymore.
They need to get out.
Luckily for them, being stationed in Lust ensured they have an abundance of Asmodeus crystals, although since the angels arrived so violently, the magic keeping the portals open grew faltered and wonky, causing a lot of their exit routes to flicker and close. In turn, a lot of people began scrambling to find portals that were still stable.
They also learned sinners could not leave hell, so Colt and Murphy had to stay there. They both just shrugged and told Striker not to worry, their luck hadnt run out yet.
That's what Stolas told them anyway.
A lot of people were dying just from the congestion of people cramming into tight passageways, some were bisected instantly from the unstable portals.
Stolas then offered to make a portal, but it had to be quick and only a few people were able to go through.
So a difficult decision had to be made, but at the same time it wasn't so difficult. It was necessary.
The kids are going first.
At this initial news, they vehemently protested the separation from their parents and loved ones. With a little convincing from the other adults, they convinced the children that it would be the only way to keep them all safe until they establish a base or headquarters of their own that could be enough to house everyone in the human realm. After all, they had accumulated enough Asmodeus crystals and human legal tender.
Amelda was quiet, and Striker immediately knew she was upset with him. It took some coaxing, but when he finally got her to talk to him, she yelled at him in tears.
“You promised!.” she cried out, “You promised you wouldn't leave me!”
Striker felt a lump in his throat; he did promise her. He promised he would never leave her, that he would not leave her alone. And here he was, breaking it.
“Sweetheart, this is the only way to keep you safe.” he said, rubbing her shoulder, “Hell is way too dangerous now. I need ya to be brave for me.”
She nodded in tears, trying to put a brave face in front of him, making him smile ruefully at her.
Then the day itself came.
Stolas was hugging Via with tears in his eyes; while Blitz held his own two children, encouraging them and telling them to be careful. Fizz was signing to Oliver, his face betraying the turmoil he felt. Millie and Moxxie were telling her family where to go as well as offering words of encouragement.
Amelda was inconsolable.
She held onto Striker with a strong grip, crying into his chest. Striker took her into a crushing hug, not caring how the others looked at him. He had to send his daughter to an unknown land; just to make sure she was safe.
He suddenly lifted her and gave her to Loona, who tried to escape her grip.
There was a crackle in the air, as the portal opened, Stolas straining.
“Hurry, this is not going to last long!” Stolas cried out.
The kids and the others rushed through the portal before it closed with such force, everyone was thrown backward. The last image Striker has of the owlet was her reaching to him as the portal shut.
The ride back to Wrath was silent except for a few sniffles from Fizz. When they get to their camp, Blitz speaks to him.
“Hey, can you make sure we weren't followed?”
He was about to argue just who the hell would follow them, until he saw the imp knowing look.
Blitz was giving him time to compose himself.
A wave of gratefulness surged through him as he grabbed his rifle and went to his perch. As sets up his scope, he remembers her angered, shattered, little face and he breaks.
A sob rips out of him as he crumples to the ground. Tears streamed down his face and he held a mouth over his hand, muffling his sobs. The last image of Amelda won't leave his mind. Seeing her pleading crying face makes him want to rip his horns out of his skull, but he is also grateful. She is safe, with people he trusts. That's all that matters.
When he comes down later with his one good eye red and swollen, nobody dares mention it.
The next month is a flurry of activity, getting all the supplies they need to go topside. That was when the angels hit hard.
They came in droves as Blitz drove like a madman in Wrath's desert. Striker and Moxxie were shooting out of the windows, trying to keep the angels at bay.
“Sir, you must go faster!” Moxxie yelled.
“Calm your tits! I'm going as fast as I can, Mox!” Blitz yelled back.
Striker snarled as he loaded his rifle when a spear suddenly struck the pavement in the van’s path, making the vehicle collide unexpectedly into it. Striker was sent flying from his perch, ejected from the vehicle and hitting the ground hard in a tumbled impact.
He scrambled to his feet, picking up his fallen rifle and kept shooting as if nothing happened. He can barely see Millie and Moxxie shooting back with their own firearms. Blitz was helping Fizz out when two angels suddenly charged at them.
Striker was steeling for a hit when blue flames suddenly appeared.
The group of angels were incinerated and some were suddenly sliced in half.
Asmodeus and Stolas appeared in their giant forms, trembling with fury. Striker is shaken with a deep fear, realizing just who he's been messing with before.
Stolas quickly opened a portal, blue light flickering on the edges.
“Go!” the large sin roared.
Striker didn't need to be told twice.
He sprinted towards the portal, barely hearing Fizz crying to Ozzie while Blitz dragged him away. Striker threw himself to the other side, just as it shut and was thrown back from the blast. He sees the M&M's made, as well as Blitz and Fizz. They all stared at the wall where the portal was, all of them realizing there was no way to go back to the home they once knew.
And on the other side were Stolas and Asmodeus, trying to keep the angels at bay.
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The group quickly uses the crystals to put on their human disguises, strange and unnerving in contrast to their normal forms. Blitz hotwires a car and they were on their way.
He called Loona on a burner phone and after some relieved yelling that he could hear on the other line, they got a location. The car ride was silent, everyone too emotionally wrought to even say anything.
When they finally got to the house, in a nice deserted area, they all gave out a sigh of relief. When the kids all came out, Striker sees Amelda and his chest constricts.
He falls to his knees as his little girl runs into his arms, nuzzling into his neck with a hoot.
Striker doesn't know what's going to happen next, but right now, all that matters is his daughter in his arms.
That's all that matters.
PHEW, this was an intense chapter and now our heroes have to hide in the human world for a bit.
Next and LAST chapter is March 18!
Thank you for reading!
Pairing: Striker and OC Amelda(adoptive father/daughter relationship)
Warnings: angst, whump, hurt-comfort, injury, blood, harsh language, death, gore, killing in self-defense, graphic depictions of violence.
Summary: With deep wounds, there comes even deeper healing.
See end of chapter for notes.
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The fifth year of the Angel Invasion is when they had to move...again.
Lust being flooded made it harder to move around; buildings were more unstable than ever and people were getting sick more often. Not to mention they still had stragglers from the Vee's still attacking.
And then just a week before, things got worse.
Mammon appeared.
He still had a beef with Fizz quitting his show and wanted to settle the score. What happened next was insane.
Mammon transformed into his giant form and started tearing buildings down. Fizz started performing his usual acrobatics just to lead him away from everyone, but Mammon caught him and grabbed him.
Striker had no idea where to shoot him, where he could even hit him that could hurt him? Could a blessed bullet even work?
He flinched when Mammon suddenly flicked at Fizz's face, making the jester's head rear back, coughing up blood from the force.
Before Mammon could squeeze him to death, Striker saw a blue light across from him.
Via and Loona found the right spell.
All he saw was a flash of blue light and Mammon was forcefully shrunk down, Fizz also dropping. He ran up to him and caught him in time. Fizz was a mess, coughing blood and two black eyes were already forming, but the crazy imp was laughing.
He told them later that despite the beating, he still won. He didn't bow down to Mammon anymore. He would never get him back.
That still didn't stop him, Blitz and the M&M's curb stomped the embodiment of greed; damn that felt good.
He heard later that Asmodeus gave Mammon a worse beating later, some fingers and an eye were ripped out.
Good for him.
But it became apparent that Lust wasn't safe anymore, so they went to the next safest ring.
Wrath.
They quickly made camps around the nearest towns, some complaining about the heat but also were glad that everything was ground level now.
They found abandoned cars and wild hell-horses that they tamed quickly to move around.
Striker got a new horse named Diesel.
He's a good horse, black with violet flames and learned very quickly who his owner is.
But he wasn't Bombproof.
No horse could be Bombproof.
“Hey, you OK?”
He looks to the side and sees Blitz on his own horse, a white horse with pale orange flames he named Tilla. They were on patrol to make sure there were no stragglers, there were a few skirmishes they had to deal with, but it was mostly imps that wanted to take over. Nothing big since Lust.
“I was just thinking.”
“Yeah, I can smell the wood burning.”
Blitz chuckled at his joke, but grimaced suddenly. He rubbed his brow as he groaned.
“Migraine?”
Blitz nodded.
Since Blitz woke up from his coma, he got migraines from the side of his broken horn. It affected his aiming a lot, so Moxie was giving him the same rehab regimen he did with Striker. He can shoot decently now, but still get those headaches.
His powers also made it hard to concentrate on some things.
Yeah, Blitz had powers.
“How's Mel doing with her lessons?”
It was something that occurred after he woke up from his coma. Sometimes humans get weird abilities after their comas, with demons, they get…something else. Striker remembers it was something to do with manipulating shadows, but he was too worried about Amelda to honestly really care.
Striker smiles at that.
He's been giving Amelda horseback riding lessons since they got to Wrath and she's been taking to it like a duck on water.
He did it to get her out of her depressive funk from her kidnapping and Bombproof's death. She never believed him when he told her it wasn't her fault.
She went back to being mute again, but with Millie's help (and Olivers), she slowly got out of her shell and was laughing a lot more now.
He can't believe she's 10 now. It seemed like yesterday he found her in Pride and she was hiding behind his knees and her tiny horns were hidden in her feathers. Now she was up to his waist with her horns curving out and pretty damn good with a crossbow.
“She is doing good.” he said, “She named it Sprinkles of all things.”
Blitz laughed and took one last look around.
“Well, I don't see shit right now.” Blitz said, “Let's go back,”
Striker nodded and he led Diesel back to the camp.
He thinks of the camps going back, wondering just how this is his life.
He thinks of Millie teaching the kids how to use knives.
He thinks of Moxxie listening to the radio.
He thinks of Fizz telling jokes to lighten the mood.
He thinks of Colt and Murphy playing cards by the fire, a spot was always ready for him.
He thinks of Amelda showing Sprinkles to Oliver and Axel.
These demons were his allies
His friends.
He inwardly chuckled.
Such irony.
“You heard that hellborn are trying to leave hell?” Blitz said.
Striker nodded, there were rumors going around that some hellborn were running to go topside with shoddy portals. Blitz must have used his network or heard it from his prince lover himself.
Speaking of said prince, Stolas was waiting by the campfire, his daughter by his side. Blitz quickly got off Tilla and ran to his lover, giving him a quick kiss.
Striker rolled his eyes, whatever problems they had before seemed to be resolved. He gets off Diesel while he hears them talking.
“Actually darling, it's Striker I need to speak to.”
Wait, what?
He looked at Stolas in surprise, as did Blitz.
“...You're not going to kill him, are you?”
“Not today dearest.”
Oh that's comforting.
Blitz then shrugged and walked over to Moxxie as Stolas walked to Striker.
“Come, I need to speak to you about something important.”
Striker followed Stolas into a clearing, getting a little nervous, which Stolas noticed.
“Calm down.” he said, “I'm not going to do anything.”
Striker shrugged and noticed just how tired the prince looked. He looked exhausted, with bags under his eyes and some of his head feathers were turning gray.
“-true?”
Striker shook his head and looked at him.
“Sorry, what?”
“Is it true that you are going to adopt Amelda?”
Striker blinked at that.
He guesses the other told him how they got closer after her kidnapping attempt, how now he treated her more like one of his own then any of the other kids. Whatever bond that started when he first found her, it bloomed completely.
“Yeah, so what if I do?” Striker said, feeling a bit defensive.
“Then you must go to Lucifer and make it legal as soon as possible.”
“Why the rush?” Striker asked, wondering just why Stolas would tell him this.
“Because whatever family she has left from her father's side, they would have the advantage to take her away.”
Striker stood in bewilderment.
“Do you know what they will do to her?”
Stolas continued without waiting for Striker's response.
“They will have her horns pulled out, making sure she has no marks of her other parentage. She is ten now, so she is already betrothed to some other prince in the family and who knows how he will treat her? After all, you know of my ex-wife.”
Striker gulped, remembering the hit contract he took from Stella.
“She will be forced into a mold she does not fit. Forced to have heirs to continue Paimons bloodline.”
Stolas grit his teeth as a thought came to him.
“Yet she probably won't be even betrothed. Nobody wants to marry a hybrid, she will probably be a comfort girl to pass around.”
“JESUS CHRIST!” Striker yelled, finally getting the words out.
“Why the fuck you are telling me this?!”
“Because this is the reality of being a royal.” Stolas yelled back, “The reality of being a Goetia, we are just chess pieces to move around and gain power.”
Stolas then sneered at Striker.
“It's not a pretty picture is it?”
Striker clenched his jaw, refusing to take the bait. Everyone knows of his hatred for the royals, it was no secret. Which is why so many were shocked when he took in Amelda, even though deep down he feels he can't give her the life a royal could. But if that's what her future could be with the royals, to be abused in a way.
He won't let that happen, he refused to let that happen!
He looked at Stolas, who matched his stare.
“How far would you go for that child?”
A playful scream interrupted them, seeing Amelda playing tag with Axel, smiling wildly. For that smile to be wiped off.
“Whatever it takes.”
Chapter Notes: Yes, Striker, please be Amelda's official daddy.
Also, yes Blitz got powers after his coma, I will do a side story to fully explain it, but if you want a visual, think Seras from Hellsing Ultimate when she got her vampire powers.
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