《Helluva Harem》Incursion
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Angel Dust looks outside your window, the sky's of hell a sickly orange with a mix of green. Rain pours and thunder is heard.
Angel: Welp, it's starting.
Cherri: Good thing we're in here and not out there. Unlike last time...
Angel Dust: Hey! that's wasn't my fault.
Cherri: Sure...
Y/n: What happened last time?
Cherri: Angie got evicted from his old place, we tried breaking in but the door was sealed tight. I did suggest that we just blow the damn door open.
Angel: You could've but you also would've blown the damn building away.
Cherri: Not my fault. [Shrugs]
Angel: Not like it matters, were alive. Now we have Y/n giving us a place to stay to.
Cherri: Thank you for that.
Y/n: No problem.
Angel Dust stays silent for a moment then remembers something very important.
Angel: Oh shit...
Cherri: What's wrong Angie?
Angel: Don't we have a cleanse in 2 Weeks?
Cherri: Oh shit, you're right.
Y/n: A cleanse?
Angel: Every year there's a day where Angels or "Exterminators" Come and kill demons, controlling the population.
Y/n: Huh, interesting...
Cherri: It's fucked up don't you think, we have a storm this week, then 2 weeks after this it's a cleanse. Double fucking whammy.
Y/n: I guess so. You guys need a place to stay during the cleanse?
Cherri: Nah, I'm gonna go out and have some fun that day.
Angel: I'm good, I recently found a place.
Cherri: Really now? Who'd you have to suck off?
Angel: No one actually. I get a free room and all I have to do is follow some guidelines. You won't even believe who's giving me this room either.
Y/n: Who?
Angel: None other the princess of hell of course. Charlie Morningstar
Y/n: Wait Lucifer has a daughter?
Angel: [Annoyed] Do you ever look at the news?
Y/n: Not really.
Angel: Well he does. Charlie Walked into the studio I was at and sought me out personally, saying she can give me a shot at "redemption". At first I refused but then she offered a room and I took the deal immediately. I wasn't gonna stay another night with that son of a bitch Valentino.
Cherri: Nice Angie! So what are these guidelines anyways.
Angel: No killing, No booze, no drugs, and no sex.
Y/n: Isn't that everything you like though?
Angel: Yeah, but if I don't I'll be fine, get to keep and the free room and all.
Cherri: I wonder what she means by redemption.
Angel: Don't know, don't really care.
Y/n: [Getting up and walking towards the window] So when do I get to see one of the beast.
Angel: No clue, imma take a nap. Wake me up when someone dies.
Angel goes to your bedroom and plops down on the bad, falling asleep in minutes. Cherri gets up and looks out the window next to you.
Cherri: So long have you been here? In hell I mean.
Y/n: 6 or 7 months.
Cherri: Awwww, little baby.
Y/n: Ha ha. What about you?.
Cherri: I don't know, I stopped counting after 3 days. No time for that when I can reek havoc around the city.
Y/n: I guess.
Cherri: How'd you meet angel anyways?
Y/n: One of my friends was out with him for a date and he introduced me to him. I didn't get his number until he texted me first. Apparently he got my number from him.
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Cherri: Interesting... So Y/n. [Poking your chest] You got any special skills?
Y/n: What do you mean by skills?
Cherri: When sinners come to hell they sometimes are given skills or powers. For example, I'm sure you've seen angel retract or grow more arms, and I can just magically grab bombs out of my pockets. So I was wondering if you had anything.
Y/n: Well I do have this.
You took out your claws, showing them off to Cherri.
Cherri: Whoa. Those things are fucking cool!
Y/n: Yeah, but i didn't get them naturally from hell.
Cherri: How'd you get em then?
Y/n: It was in a Vial in some pharmacy I was robbing from in the living world. I grabbed it, got drunk, then drank it on accident. None of this really showed up until a day ago. I think it just need time to mix with my body.
Cherri: So what your telling me is that you don't know if you have any other powers locked away?
Y/n: I probably do, but I'd rather use these.[wiggling your claw fingers] They're more badass.
Cherri: Can't argue with that. Still, you should see if you got anything. Who knows maybe it can compliment your other abilities.
Y/n: I'll keep that in mind. By the way how long do these storms usually last?
Cherri: If we're lucky, 3 days.
Y/n: Damn.
Cherri:[Laughing] I'm just fucking with you. It only last 24 hours.
Y/n: Oh ok, had me worried there for a second.
You then heard huge slam, across from you is your first hell beast. It was large and crawled on all fours and had it's lower jaw missing, and it was huge. If it stood up it would probably be 15 feet tall. It was climbing up a building trying to find it's next victim. And that's exactly what it did.
It hopped off the building and into the streets chasing down a very unlucky women. You looked closer to see who the victim was. It was none other than the head news anchor for channel 666, Katie Killjoy.
Y/n: Hey look.[Pointing at Katie] it's the news lady.
Cherri:[Squinting her eye] Oh yeah, your right. Stupid of her to be out on the street like that. Atleast Trench can be the new host, I always liked him more.
Y/n: Doesn't it seem kinda cruel though? To die like that?
Cherri: Are you implying that you want to save her?
Y/n: Maybe, I don't really like her but to die at the hands of a beast seems painful.
Cherri: And that's what's gonna happen to you if you try to save her. A painful death.
Y/n: You never know, maybe I can take one down.
Cherri: Y/n, I like you but the shit you're saying is fucking stupid. Don't bother, she's done for.
You looked over at Cherri then back to Katie. You then opened your window and jumped out. You landed on the street and started running towards the hell beast.
Cherri:[Poking her head out the window] DAMN IT Y/N! YOURE SCREWED IF YOU TAKE THAT THING ON!... And he's gone, welp he's dead.
Right before Katie was about to get ripped apart you came in and grabbed the beast and threw it into a building. Part of the building collapse on the beast. Katie stares at you Terrified.
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Katie: w-what are you?
The beast the appears from the rubble and starts charging at you.
Y/n: RUN!
Katie: TO WHERE!?!
Y/n: MY APARTMENT [pointing down the street] ROOM 405, HURRY!
Katie books it, heading towards your apartment. The beast hits you, sending you flying. You hit your back against a brick wall. Leaving crater in it. You taunt the beast.
Y/n: We're gonna fight dirty, let's fight dirty, BRING IT!
You charged at the beast, it sends out a monstrous roar. That seemed to alert other hell spawns towards you. You punched the beast, it falling backwards but getting back up quickly, it then slashes at you, you barely dodging it's attack.
Y/n: What's wrong buddy? You chicken?
The beast pounces at you, this was your opportunity. You took out your claws and slashed it's face open. You then grabbed the beast neck and flip him over, belly side up. It roars in pain, then tries to claw at you. You slashed at its hand severing it.
Y/n: C'mon buddy, that all you got? I thought the strongest demons can't even hurt you.
The beast tries to slash at you with it's other hand, but you jumped around it landing on his back, you then cut its head off. Tendrils come out your body absorbing the corpse of the beast. You felt your body get stronger as you consumed the beast. As you finished consuming, other hell spawn surround you of all shapes and sizes.
After absorbing the last bit of the first beast, you felt your body shift. The claws disappeared from your body and soon your right arm was changed into a large Blade, the size of almost the size of your own body.
Y/n: Ho...ly.... Shit. FUCKING UPGRADE. BRING IT ON MEAT BAGS, I'LL FUCK ALL OF YOU UP.
This was an invite for any hell spawn to attack, the first one being a fat sort of demon, his fist all sharp and rocky, and he stood at 20 feet.
Y/n: Let's go fatty, LET'S FUCKING GO.
Fatty slams the ground, spikes erupting from it. You jumped out of the way and stared at.
Y/n: I WANT WHAT YOU HAVE, GIVE IT!
You ran towards fatty and slashed at him with your blade arm, a large open wound opens in his stomach but he keeps attacking, his slam attacks being dangerous you decide to stick to the building walls. You would drop in on him slicing open his back. On your final attack he grabs you and slams you to the ground.
Y/n: GAH! C'mon fatso that all you got.
Fatty the brings down his fist, but you caught it with your arm. You then proceed to lift fatty and slam him into the ground, forming a large crater. You sliced deeper into his stomach and jumped in, killing him from the inside and consuming him. Your blade arm disappears and now the biomass gives you hammerfist.
Y/n: WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR! COME AT ME!
The hell spawn all charge at you at once. Each one you absorbed gives you a new power.
One sort of tentacle beast gives you tendrils. Each time you hit smaller and weaker hell spawns, they were killed on impact, corpses torn apart and mutilated while being held by the tendril mass that stick to it's surrounding. For the larger ones you would use the tendrils and attach them to a spawns body, then it sends out more tendrils to pull objects around the target, resulting in a devastating explosion.
Another hell beast had some sort of protective shell around it. Once it was consumed, the biomass covers your entire body in armor. To test it's strength you let a beast slash at you. The armor was practically unscathed and you felt nothing, meaning that this armor is pretty fucking strong. Not only that but it also gave you the ability to cover your arms in a hardened biomass. It enhances your strength by immense proportions, having the ability to hit harder and throw farther.
The 5th and 6th beast were an interesting duo, one of them would grab onto you and turn into some sort of bomb. The explosion would hit you hard but you learned it's movement and managed to avoid it's grasp. The other beast would defend it's partner by using it's large arm as a shield. Defeating the two of them wasn't easy but you managed. After consuming there corpses you got a shielding ability, your arms turning into spiked shields. Practically impenetrable. Although the other beast didn't give you an ability you took Inspiration from it. You would overflow hell spawns with your own biomass, making them ticking time bombs. When they explode they would suck in everything around them like a black hole, the pressure killing them in the process.
What was thought to be your last beast was a tough one. He howled into the sky and brought more beast. He attacked from a distance with some sort of whip hand. After 3 hours of fighting you managed to get the best of him, finally consuming him. You gained his whipfist. It consist of of an extendable, elongated, barbed appendage with a spear-like blade at the end. You called one move you did the street sweeper. The street sweeper ability helps in dismembering multiple foes surrounding you with an eccentric 360-degree swath.
As you laid down on the street, more beast surround you.
Y/n: FUCKING DAMN IT!
That scream did something, soon enough four spiked beast crawled up from the ground and started attacking the others. You pointed at one beast and told them to attack, and they obeyed. You realize that you now have the abilities to summon and control hell spawn at will. Eventually the 4 beast died leaving you alone with essentially an army of hostiles.
You fell back onto the street in pain, you felt as if you were going to explode. This was when the beast took the opportunity to surround and attack you. You were getting hit left and right. You screamed in agony, then your body shoots out hardened tendrils, impaling everything around you. The last of the hell beast were wiped out by your last attack. You suddenly felt lighter and more flowy.
Y/n:[Getting up from the floor] D-Did my body just throw up?
You took in all the scenery of the chaos, guts, bodies, and biomass were left everywhere. You smile at it for a moment before heading back into your apartment. You can't wait to prove Cherri wrong.
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