30 Rabid Dog

"I hear some small fishes have been causing shit…trying to play with the big boys" Lucifer poured some lava over a small garden of dead roses, "well of course I bloody heard about it, I rule this goddamn place…no, I don't need you fucking this up, I'll send someone to do it…" Lucifer sat on a garden chair, sipping a glass of blood-flavored fruit punch, "I'll have the Triad deal with those imbeciles, I've got better things to do, like uhh…" Lucifer struggled to think of anything, "…taking…care of my daughter?" He shrugged, "…Yes, goodbye Mammon" Lucifer hung up, "you money-grubbin pig" he muttered afterwards.

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Damon held his Exterminator Spear against an Imp's throat, "who sent you?" He asked.

"Y-Your mo-" the Imp was interrupted by Stef stepping on his throat, "not funny" she pulled out a dagger, "and for that…" she stuck it into the Imp's eye, ripping it out.

"Fuck…" Leroy looked away, "how do you expect an answer from the guy when he's screaming like a vegan in a butcher shop?"

"Answer me or I'll take the other eye" Stef spun her dagger. The Imp let out a scream, "it…it was…"

"Hooo boy, that's some plain savagery right there" a man with a bat approached with six other guys behind him.

Stef stood up, instantly recognizing the voice. "Damn…" she got on her knee, bowing down.

"What the…" Damon stared at her, never expecting to see her bowing for ANYONE.

"Smiley Dog" Stef looked up.

A Sinner approaches, with bright yellow skin, a smile etched onto his face and two scars across both his eyes, almost resembling tear marks.

The sinner was completely topless as he approached, revealing a middle finger tattooed onto his chest.

"Smiley Dog?" Damon chuckled, "that's my name, freshie…" Smiley Dog approached him, leaning in and taking a whiff, "…huh…you smell like a bitch"

Leroy glanced at Stef, and slowly got down onto his knee like her, Damon was the only one left standing.

Smiley Dog walked past Damon, towards the Imp on the ground, "this small-dicked impling tried to fuck with you?" He asked.

"I-I didn't mean nothin' by it, I was told-" Smiley Dog suddenly swung his bat across the Imp's head, knocking him down to the ground. Smiley Dog let out a sigh, "I didn't ask you a GODDAMN thing" he bashed the Imp's head in.

"…What do you want with us?" Damon asked, ignoring Stef's signals to follow what she's doing.

"…Oh no, I just heard some screaming and decided to follow the sound…didn't think I'd find you three here…I hear you're good friends with that Niffty gal, mind puttin' in a good word?" Smiley Dog grinned, "I'd like to nail that lil lady in the stinger"

"And what reason would I have for doin' that?" Damon asked.

"Well…for one, I bashed this fucker's head in for ya" Smiley Dog kicked a piece of the Imp's brain, "and secondly…I've only broken ONE of your legs"

"Wha-" Damon suddenly fell over, Smiley Dog swung the bat against his leg, breaking it.

"Heyyy…ya good there?" Smiley Dog. Damon glared at Smiley Dog with anger in his eyes.

"…You're mad…I get that…that anger o' yours'll get ya killed…look" Smiley Dog grabbed Damon by the head and forced him to look at Steph and Leroy.

"They didn't stop me…look at them, on their knees before me…ain't it a beautiful sight?" Smiley Dog was breathing down Damon's neck.

"The next time I decide to be a Good Samaritan and help you out" he pointed his bat at the bloody remains of the Imp's head, "you just get on your knees and appreciate my generosity, Freshie" Smiley Dog pushed Damon down.

"Hoo boy, that was a rush" Smiley Dog licked his lips, "oh and by the way… a friendly warning from this 'Good Samaritan', The Dark Triad has set their eyes on ya" he gave a big toothy smile before strolling away…