Hellscapade: Post 36

Micah stewed silently as Phenex continued to needle Rakon. The Pack grew restless with his anger swirling around them, and Arroc suddenly let out a roar. Everything stopped. “That is Arroc,” Phenex said with a start, as if looking at the hell lion for the first time. “Sabnock’s Arroc.” “Indeed,” Micah spat out furiously. “You tried to use your power to influence me.” Phenex looked … Continue reading Hellscapade: Post 36

Hellscapade: Post 35

Micah gaped at the monstrosity before him. He had been impressed by Azgoth’s ancestral home, but this was, well, he couldn’t even find the words. “What the hell?” was all he could get out. Rakon grinned at him evilly. “As you say, this is indeed hell. Phenex just brings a little extra.” Micah groaned at this partner, then followed him up to the main entrance, … Continue reading Hellscapade: Post 35

Hellscapade: Post 34

After the briefing, Micah refilled his coffee. Amazingly, it tasted just as bad as the coffee in his old office topside. Cop house coffee was a universal plague, it seemed. As he drank, he started jotting down things on the frosted glass wall that stretched in a curled pattern around his desk and Rakon’s. His partner was currently arguing with Percy, and he didn’t want … Continue reading Hellscapade: Post 34

Hellscapade: Post 32

Azgoth took a moment to collect himself. His mother had carefully separated herself from the Nine, and their family had thrived. But nothing less than treason was in the wind, and Lucifer’s rage would be unleashed if the situation was not contained. To run that risk, whoever was behind this must be truly desperate. “He wants me in my official role to investigate treason amongst … Continue reading Hellscapade: Post 32

Hellscapade: Post 28

“Do we have a plan?” Micah asked his partner quietly as they approached the warehouse. “We’re going to poke an ant’s nest with a stick,” Rakon replied, winking at him. Micah rolled his eyes as Rakon continued. “Really. It’s the best way to see what comes to light. I suspect that everything stored at the warehouse itself will match all their official invoices. It’s too … Continue reading Hellscapade: Post 28

Hellscapade: Post 27

Micah and Rakon walked through the quiet streets of Hellsgate. The purple haze that had surrounded Micah had faded to a faint aura allowing them to pass through unobtrusively. There was a stillness to the air, and Micah recognized it for apprehension. The demon dust gangs were becoming more feared by the day. “Things are progressing far more quickly that I would expect. This is … Continue reading Hellscapade: Post 27