9 Apex Predator

"Finish 'em" A man in a gray suit said calmly. Damon stood in front of a boy, he seemed to be around 16 or 17, and he was already covered in blood and bullet holes, barely able to breathe. Damon held a Bereta Model 1934 in his hand, gripping the handle tightly as he pointed the gun at the point, his finger wrapped around the trigger.

"...C'mon Damon, we did all the heavy work, all ya gotta do is shoot the poor bastard" the gray-suited man stated. "...He's gonna die anyway" Damon told him, "Exactly, so finish the job, end his sufferin'...if it was you bleeding out on the ground right there, this boy would not even hesitate to shoot you in the skull...Out there, everyone's an enemy...and you should never show any mercy to your enemies" the man told Damon. He covered his eyes as he pulled the trigger, hearing a loud bang.

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Damon and Leroy sprinted into a crowded and bustling marketplace, where poisoned apples and C4s were sold like toys. "Jesus Christ, we have a bounty hunter after us!!" Leroy shrieked, "No Shit!!! We literally impaled the Mistress' boy toy on a fucking fence, I'd be shocked if she DIDN'T send someone to murder us" Damon yelled.

"Who could help us?!" Leroy asked himself, thinking of anyone with enough power to protect the both of them.

"...We have two possibilities...There's Aztech, he's sort of like the Overlord around here, the guy's a loonie though so there's a chance he'll either give us a big smooch and welcome us with open arms, or he will cut our heads off and stick it on the roof of his car as decoration" Leroy explained, "On the other hand...we can go to The Radio Demon for help...but he's even less trustworthy than Aztech, at least that guy is easy to read!! The Radio Demon always has an ulterior motive for helping you" Leroy stated.

"...It's strange that the Radio Demon is watching us so closely...he gives me the Heebie Jeebies, we should go with Aztech for the time being" Damon suggested. "Well...Aztech resides in the Imp's territory, a vast and desolate land...the Goetia Demons are planning to build a city there for the Imps, but Aztech father likes the lawlessness there...probably makes 'em feel like its home" Leroy explained.

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Damon and Leroy soon left Pentagram City, and entered the cold and desolate land of the Imps, in the distance was a small 'city' surrounded by tall stacks of wooden shacks and large towering structures made of wood, at any moment those structures could break down killing hundreds. "The Imps aren't treated too greatly around here...strangely enough they're treated worse than us sinners...and at the center of this little town is Aztech's Temple" he said, pointing at a large sturdy stone pyramid in the center of the dysfunctional city. Damon could see homeless Imps all around the city, cooling themselves near empty trash bins covered in ice and snow. "While Pentagram City is certainly dangerous, at least it isn't as miserable as this" Leroy muttered. Looking back at the city, the skyscrapers loomed over in a rather intimidating manner.

"When we enter, make sure to slather Aztech with praise...it probably turns him on or something" Leroy whispered before he walked into the stone structure and wandered into a large room with a large throne, many Imps wearing strange headgear and masks stood around, hissing as Damon and Leroy walked by. On the large throne was a large brutish man with gray skin, the brute had a scorpion tattoo on his shoulder and a tattoo of a brick on his fist, the brute seemed to be almost 7 feet tall with a large figure, and had sharp fangs sticking out his mouth.

"You must be the great and mighty Aztech...We praise you, great being!!" Leroy said, getting on his knees and bowing down, Damon reluctantly did the same. The brute man was visibly confused and grunted, he made a strange growl as he stood up and raised his fists, causing every imp in the building to cower in fear. "Oh shit- I think he wants our head stuck on the roof of his car" Leroy whispered.

"Stop!!!" A loud squeaky voice suddenly yelled. The brute stood still, "Sit!!!" The voice demanded. The brute sat on all fours obediently, like an ape. A tiny 3 feet person rushed into the room, this person resembled a child, with pale skin and several purple tattoos painted over their skin, this tiny sinner was completely bald but wore a sort of crown on their head. The little person climbed on top of the brute and sat on his head with their arms crossed. "So why have you come?" The little person asked in their squeaky voice once again.

"...You...wait, what??" Leroy was incredibly confused. "You must be here to see me!! I don't like having my time wasted so explain right now or I will feed you to Osomah here" the boy stated. "I-I'm sorry Almighty Aztech!! We have come for your blessing and protection" Leroy said, bowing down once again. "We're in deep shit right now, Lord Aztech, So if you can offer us your help it'd be much appreciated" Damon said brashly.

Aztech frowned as he heard both their differing responses. "Wait a damn second...you're the Polokos with the bounty on their heads...The Mistress told me about you two" Aztech grinned, Damon and Leroy were instantly on alert and ready to run. "Thankfully...I never respected that faceless whore. I don't like people who kill children...neither of you have ever killed any child, have you?" Aztech asked. "No way, Jose...although does beating up teens in school count?" Leroy asked. Damon immediately remembered a time in his life when he had done that exact thing, he could still remember the look on the kid's face before Damon pulled the trigger. "...Nope, no way... Jorge" Damon said with a frightened look on his face.

Aztech studied them, and after about a minute he flashed a smile, "...Welcome to our club" He exclaimed, the large brute Osomah immediately opened his arms and roared, his voice echoing throughout the stone structure. "You're one of us now...An Apex Predator" Aztech said with a sly smirk.