Dusk was pushed into an Elevator, a small cramp elevator, and smiled more.

“This will get you straight to the ninth circle. I wish you luck; you’re going to need it.” Red said while rubbing her stomach, that smile never seeming to disappear as she watched him. Gabby is joining him. How she pushed him into the small space might have made anyone uncomfortable. The sounds of it rocketing and moving from the slightest motion between the two barreled on. While the demoness smiled.

“Now, just hang in there, and don’t make too many movements; it might not end well if the thing breaks. We’ve been trying to get this fixed up for a while, and well. Maintenance here sucks.” Red chuckled while she moved, pulling the switch, and there, Dusk and Gabby began to descend into the deepest parts of Hell itself.

The sounds of the metal turning, with a harsh squeal, while they continued going down. Dusk found himself tapping his foot while looking over at the Impish woman.

“So, anything I might expect from being down there?” Dusk said, really fidgeting as he noticed it felt a bit colder.

“Well, I hope you brought a Jacket, Bada, 'cause it’s cold like a vixens tit down there,” Gabby muttered while she took a deep breath, shaking already.

“First off, Vixens tit’s aren’t cold. They are burning off, and Damn, I wish I knew that before I came to Hell,” Dusk responded, noticing the Imps smirk as she shoved him with her elbow.

“That’s why I like you, Bada, always snarky. Maybe we can do something to warm ourselves up while we go through there.” Gabby said, giving him that wide impish smile as she rolled her eyebrows. The young man could imagine what she wanted, but he could only chuckle.

“Not sure I’m a bit spent, and if it’s as cold as you claim it is. I might not even be able to get it up.” Dusk had to admit as he was slowly beginning to see his breath. However, he felt a light shiver as Gabby moved in, patting his side.

“Well, the offer still stands; now get ready. We shouldn’t take long.”

The long descent down the cavern felt like an eternity for Dusk as he felt his teeth chattering; he wasn’t sure how long he was there as he continued standing. Gabby watched him, Seeing his body shakes from the cold. She sighed and moved up there,

“Alright, Jack, I’m going to get in nice and close use my body to help warm you up. Got it, Bada.” She said, without warning, and before Dusk realized what she was doing, Gabby jumped onto him, her arms wrapping around his chest as she pressed her body against his. Somehow that changed everything as she felt so toasty against his skin.

“How? I mean… Oh yeah, demon.” Dusk said while he tried not to think it over; his arms wrapped around her, taking in the warm embrace as they continued descending Hell, neither of them saying a word, just listening to the elevator shaft creaking and moaning. Dusk found himself wondering how the girls were doing with him gone. He thought of Applejack and her warm heart. Sunset shimmer and her fluffy tails, the way he snuggled up with her on those more restful nights as they snuggled up. Ember, her hot breath, burning temper, and just how she acted. He missed the three, and he wanted them. He, in some ways, needed them when he heard Gabby ask him,

“Bada… Dusk, can I ask you something?” The imp asked while she snuggled into his chest, sharing her body heat. Though the room was getting cold, it might not be enough.

“Yes?” Dusk asked while he held onto her. He felt her horns poking the bottom of his chin.

“So Daddy-o, What’s it like? I’ve always wondered more than what the magazines say.” She was calm about it as she held on, and for a minute, Dusk wondered if she was trying to stay warm while they continued going down.

“Earth… it’s nice; we have problems, and it can be a bit of a hell hole— no pun intended.”Gabby seemed to laugh at that, but Dusk continued. “But there’s a lot of good people there, people I’m glad to call friends and family. I feel full 'cause I once wanted to give that up.”

Dusk couldn’t help but think about that night on the bridge where Rarity had come by, telling him her story, how he imagined jumping off that bridge and letting it all go away, the pain and being free of it. Would he have ended up here? What would the girls of the house think? In many ways, he felt like a fool. But now Dusk had much more to live for. He wasn’t going to give that up. Not for all the gold in the world. Not heaven, not Hell. Dusk planned to make it back home to his family.

He looked at the imp who wore so little, though he just held onto him while he watched her as she seemed to shake. His arms wrapped around her for a second. She had done so much for him showing him around Hell, doing all she could to help him escape as he sighed and closed his eyes.

Time it seemed to pass on as they shared a warm embrace. Then without warning, a complex shift came as The two staggered together. The elevator had stopped while they looked around. It was then they saw it. The frozen wasteland and a lake of ice stood in front of them. It caught Dusk off guard as he had always imagined it being a lake of fire.

“Wow, this is kind of… Chilling.” He found himself groaning from the pun he had made. Gabby gave him a snarky grin while she spoke up.

“Well, what do you expect while the rest of the place is hot? This place is just cold. It’s the farthest place from the big guy and where they reside.” She pointed off into the distance. Dusk looked over, and he thought he saw something. A large shadow figured, moving along the way. A chill ran down his spine while he knew whatever was out there; he didn’t want to walk into them.

“Are those the fallen?” Dusk asked while trying not to watch them.

“Some, a few of them are fallen Angels and Nephilims,” she looked at him for the longest time while Dusk found himself.

“I hope we don’t have to go that way.” He muttered while watching the twisted shadows going off, his imagination growing, wondering what they looked like; he felt warmer, though it wasn’t saying much while Gabby looked at him,

“Yeah, you won’t like what I’m about to tell you.”

-000-

The frozen lake managed to hold its weight while they continued. Dusk shivered as they continued walking off into the depths of the last circle of Hell itself. They walked onwards. While passing through the near-endless world, Dusk looked back to see the elevator had vanished, out of sight, out of mind.

“Fuck, this place is so cold; how far are we from the place?” He asked Gabby, who shivered just as long. Not sure how to respond, but she spoke up, teeth chattering,

“It will take time, and we must pass the Big Daddies Castle.”

“Big Daddy?” Dusk found his asking, an eyebrow raised while they continued.

“Yeah, Lucifer, he’s the big man down here. His castle resides on the lake, So when we find it, we’ll get much closer.” Gabby spoke while they headed off. She didn’t say a word for some time.

They moved onwards while Dusk tried thinking of places much warmer, like Hawaii and the bohemians Texas. Hell, Mexico was on his mind, but here. It was a cold mess, and he imagined that if he ever got out of this place. He’d go somewhere warm; Dusk didn’t mind this idea.

Gabby led the way, Dusk wasn’t sure where she was going, but he needed to trust her. No other choice as they made their way down the frozen wasteland. His breathing was growing heavier, and there he saw it. It was a dark figure at first, standing like a man, the cold mist surrounding him; as Gabby continued walking onwards like she hadn’t seen the man,

“Gabby, what is that?” He quickly asked though it seemed like the imp kept quiet, her teeth chattering as they moved forward. As they got closer, Dusk began getting more details. The figure was an older man, and though his skin was deep blue, he looked as though he was frozen over. But then he began to realize the man was naked. No clothes at all. Dusk couldn’t help but feel bad for the guy, wishing he could give him a coat or something to wear, but knowing if he did, Dusk would be stuck in the same situation.

But then, they stood nearly toe to toe with the blue man. Mr. Firelight stood there, arms crossed, shivering, seemingly stuck on the ground. Dusk realized who he was. He was Starlight's father. Firelight looked like he was covered in a thick layer of ice.

“Mr. Firelight?” Dusk said, his feet chattering while he looked at the blue man. Somehow Firelight reminded him of Jack Nickleson at the end of the shining, though Mr. Firelight turned his head fast. The sound of ice breaking while he looked at Dusk.

“You! You son of a bitch, I’m dead… and it’s your fault.” He spoke with an apparent certainty while he looked at Dusk with those dark eyes, as a man who, if he had a chance, would have tried stranging Dusk right there.

“I didn’t kill you. I never even touched you.” He spoke calmly while the man, whose face was ice blue, growled.

“Oh, you did, one of your whores. Got me, that Rarity girl… She killed me, and she ate me. I wouldn’t have been here if it wasn’t your fault.” Mr. Firelight growled while he felt his head cracking more. Gabby shook her head,

“Nope, this is the final circle, the circle of Traitors. You’re here because you betrayed someone you loved. Them’s the rules.” She spoke calmly. Her teeth seemed not to be chattering while Mr. Firelight shook his head,

“That's a mistake. I was a god-fearing man who never committed sins and was trying to keep my daughter pure. This man should be in Hell. He forced himself onto her!” He growled, pointing at him.

“God will smite you and drag you down here, I swear!” Gabby just watched and grabbed Dusk’s hand, pulling himself away from the man.

“When you’re here with me! I’ll watch you freeze as I am; I promise to make your afterlife a living hell!” he bellowed, the anger storming from his face as he felt his body stiffening from the cold.

The long, endless walk continued, and Dusk saw many figures going on as they walked on. There were even, at one point, two people close by, and to his horror, one was eating the back of the other one's head.

“This place is… What is this place?” Dusk found himself shaking more while Gabby looked back at him,

“I told you, Dusk, this is the last circle of Hell, the farthest place from God himself. This is where the worst of the worst is sent for their eternal punishment. The traitors, who betrayed someone, from God to their own family.” She took a deep breath huffing out cold steam.

“This is the land of traitors, no borders, no guards. No demon comes down here unless summoned by Big Daddy himself. We avoid this place. Because, well, look at it. Where would anyone go? They get frozen in the lake. Or will be consumed by the world.” Gabby spoke on while Dusk found himself looking around. Somehow this place frightened him more than the other circles he saw.

The place as they continued walking through the endless ice land. While Dusk only felt dread consuming him When he tripped over. Dusk turned back, seeing he tripped over something on the ground. It was long and made of metal.

“What the?” Dusk asked, feeling a rumbling under him. His eyes looked down as he began brushing off some of the snow. That was when he saw something swimming under the ice.

“Gabby… I think we’re not alone.” He muttered when, without warning, a hand shot out of the ice, a blood-red arm with claws. Dusk jumped back and landed on his back as he tried crawling away.

“Dusk!” Gabby screamed out as she looked over, seeing the hand trying to pull Dusk back towards it. She ran around, giving it a firm kick causing the thing to let go. He could hear the screaming in the back as he looked around. The hand released him as he managed to pull himself up—a hard breath as the imp came over.

“You ok, Dusk?” She asked him, while Dusk nodded,

“Yeah, I think I’m alright. What the Hell was that?” He asked while looking over at the object sticking out of the ground. He looked towards it for a minute while Gabby spoke up.

“I— I don’t know, I’ve never seen a hand come out of the ground like that. It has to be a demon, and a Fallen wouldn’t have done something like that.”

They stood there for a second, Though Dusk imagined they should have started running. But his heart pounded slowly, the beats so loud he could almost hear them while standing by the extended object.

There without warning, the creature jumped up. Dusk realized who it was; the only thing he could say was this.

“You’ve got to be shitting me!” Dusk exclaimed; it was Umbra. She stood there; her body looked burnt, like half had been ripped apart. As she only had one arm, she growled.

“I didn’t expect to find you down here!” She growled as she limped to Dusk. The rage in her single eye as she growled.

“You did a number on me, dropping me in the lake of fire. I never expected it would lead me down here.” She groaned with each step as she reached down, grabbing Dusk with one arm. Umbra growled, the anger in her eyes the pure smoldering hatred, as she started to slam him down into the block of ice. Dusk groaned in pain as he tried to reach over and get out of it.

“Do you think I would let you get away from me? I would somehow let you live after you destroyed my plans!” She exclaimed more as she began pulling him off.

“When I get done, you’ll wish you were the one who fell into that fucking lake!” umbra growled as she started slamming Dusk down into the ground. Dusk screamed in pain as he felt his whole weight fall.

“Leave Badda alone, you bitch!” Gabby screamed as she started kicking The higher demoness in the leg. Though Umbra ignored her, she growled at the imp.

“Silence when I’m done with him. It’ll make quick work on you, yeah, little bitch! Do you know what he’s done? He’s ruined everything! The earth would have been ours!” Umbra roared as she started sinking her claws into his shoulder. Dusk's blood-curdling scream could be heard for miles as he tried breaking out.

“Let him go!” Without warning, Umbra let go of Dusk, a harrowing scream as she found herself knocked away. Dusk, barely standing, looked over to see what Gabby had hit her with. The small imp was holding Mjölnir. If the situation wasn’t so dire, he might have found it funny, and the hammer was nearly as big as her as she looked like she was holding a large club. However, Gabby went down as she dropped the hammer.

“Boy, badda, how you were able to lift this thing, I got no idea, fuckers heavy!” She groaned while finding herself sitting down and trying to rest. But Dusk could hear loud screaming, the roars of the demon.

“No time. Are we close?”

He reached over, grabbing Gabby, right then as he pulled the hammer over one shoulder, the imp on the other. He barely noticed how easy it was for him to carry it now.

“Not far, maybe a mile or two….” Gabby grew tired; holding and using the hammer seemed to tucker her out more than she realized.

“Shit, this isn’t good.” He muttered while he looked back, seeing that Umbra was getting right back up. He did the only thing he could do. Dusk ran as if the devil himself was chasing him. In this case, that might have been true.

Dusk found himself seeing the dark castle of ice. The way it looked seemed intimidating, and a part of him was tempted to run toward it and ask for Help. But where he was, he knew he wouldn’t get a chance at that. Hell, Dusk imagined if they did, he would be in the worst situation than he already was.

“Just got to keep going, just like Gabby said, pass the castle Im a couple of miles. Maybe I can outrun her.” He muttered to himself, feeling the weight of the demoness and the hammer on his shoulder.

“Just got to hold on.” He grunted, imagining that he might need the hammer; it had gotten him an advantage when he used it against her; maybe it would help him again. He prayed to God it would work. It was either that or leave Gabby, and there was no way he would abandon her. Not after everything she did for him. But what if I did? Dusk heard a small voice come to him as it spoke sweetly in his ear.

We could leave her and take the hammer; that way, we have a better chance of surviving. Besides, she wants something from us. That's the deal so that we could end up in this situation all over again; similarly, she can be a pain. It spoke almost tempting, that sensual voice. Dusk shook his head, rejecting such an idea.

“No, I’m not leaving her; she’s helped me; I can't.” He could hear Umbra screaming, getting closer while running, his heart racing as he stumbled but managed to catch his footing right on time. Looking back, he watched the demon run at him, and Dusk's eyes widened. He wasn’t sure how to get out of there, but by God, he would get out.

Dusk turned and began limping, his feet moving as he felt the sure cold. Dusk could feel Umbra getting closer. He could imagine her ready to rip and tear his flesh apart with her one arm. When he stopped, a thought came to him.

“I got to slow her down.” He reached over, putting Gabby down as he took a deep breath and spoke.

“God, I don’t know if you’re listening to me since this is the farthest place from you, But give me some damn strength Hell Thor give me a hand if you need it; this is your hammer.” He pulled the hammer back as if it was the baseball bat, as he pulled it back.

Fueled by rage and want of vengeance, Umbra didn’t stop to think why the mere mortal had stopped in place. She was too busy imagining what kind of soup she would turn him into.

Dusk took a deep breath as he imagined himself in control, waiting for the right time, as he ignored his leg and how it hurt. His whole body was in pain, but he had to hold on for a minute.

She was getting closer.

And closer.

Dusk found himself ready to strike, but he had to time it perfectly as he muttered to himself,

“Now!” There he swung as hard as he could, the sound of thunder rippling through the air as it made contact with Umbra, Dusk’s whole body stiffened from electricity as he watched the demoness, going, going, and then gone. It was a home run if Dusk had ever seen one. At the same time, he took a deep breath.

“Hopefully, that’ll kill her or at least slow her until we can get out of here.” He took another deep breath as he looked down at the imp, who looked as though she was fast asleep by this point.

“Guess I’m on my own for now.” He huffed while stepping forward, walking off into the distance, imagining he didn’t have much time. He took a long deep breath as he rested Mjölnir on one shoulder and Gabby on the other while he started walking—a giant huff. Going off in the darkness, though while he did, he saw the shadowy figures of the fallen; he looked down at his feet. He didn’t want to risk looking at those things. He started to walk past the palace of ice, watching himself walking past; he found himself looking at the very thing.

“Never thought I’d see Elsa’s home, should have taken a picture.” He groaned while looking over to the towers that seemed to go sky-high. Dusk took long heavy breaths as they walked on. He felt Mjölnir's weight on his shoulders but couldn’t give up.

You’re making a mistake, and she can’t help you. Just leave her behind! He tried to keep a positive thought as he thought he could hear that voice. It roared at him louder, but Dusk just pushed that voice down, deep into his stomach as he kept limping to himself, and soon he began to whistle a minor tune while he tried keeping the memories of the girls with him. It made him wonder if this was some of Hell's effects on him, but he groaned, trying to fight off the instinct as he let out a long grunt.

Gabby started to stir, so Dusk stopped, asking the little imp,

“Hey there, are you alright?” Dusk looked over his shoulder, watching as Gabby moved a bit,

“Yeah, Dusk, just my head hurts.” She rubbed her head more. “I think I’ll be fine… Did we win?”

“For now, but I don’t think it’s over. She might come back. Do you think we’re close?” Dusk asked while helping Gabby sit down. She looked around, looking back to see the castle off in the far distance.

“We’re close, but we have to hurry. The Fallen traverse this area.” She reached up, her hand brushing against his while she looked up.

“Let’s get you home; we’re near where we need to be.” Dusk looked at her and responded. She smiled at him.

“I owe you, Gabby, you know that. I owe you so much.” He resisted the urge to cry while the imp watched and imagined they would freeze up before leaving his face. In this kind of weather, he could have taken a piss, and it would have frozen in mid-air.

“You do, you do.” The imp said, doing her best to smile at him, but he imagined her smile was frozen. She moved in close as she spoke up.

“Now Daddy-o big Badda, we gonna make a contract.” She smirked while grabbing his hand and pulling it toward her face. “Mind picking me up, Badda, 'cause, well, I’m kind of short.” She spoke, that rich confidence growing, as she sounded more like a greaser again than she had for a bit. Dusk reached down, picking her up more at eye level.

“Yes, You Hipster imp?” Dusk found him saying with a light laugh at such a situation.

“For me, helping you get out of here; in return, I want you to take me with you.” She spoke, grabbing his cheek. He felt a tiny bit of warmth from the cheek, as he found himself curious about it,

“Will you be able to come with me?” there was a momentary pause while Gabby thought about it. She eventually answered.

“Not sure, but you gotta help me, Badda, get me the heaven out of dodge.” She looked into his eyes, and Dusk looked into those big red eyes.

“I’ll do my best. I can’t promise anything, But I’ll do everything in my power to try and help you out.”

“Good enough for me, Badda.” She moved in and suddenly kissed him. Their lips pushed against each other, and the imp slipped her long wiggling tongue into his mouth as they began to french for the longest time. Dusk somehow missed this feeling, thinking about Applejack and how affectionate she could be as the imp pushed in closer. He felt her rubbing her sex against his chest as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

They held each other for some time before pulling back; a light string of saliva connected between them as Gabby looked at him, that gentle smile on her face.

“Try to keep your end of the deal, Badda; I wanna get out of this hellhole.” The wind whistling only seemed to grow faster as Dusk turned back. She jumped off him, skidding on the ground as she tried catching her balance while not falling on the ice as they continued walking. The castle of frost was gone while they continued moving on.

-000-

Eventually, they were in the middle of the fog after the long hike. While they continued walking, Dusk was the first to see it. A prominent figure, while looking towards his Imp friend,

“Are we there.”

Gabby nodded, looking off at the figure the closer they got to it. The more he details he could comprehend. It was like an angel of ice. She was frozen in place. The way its arms were out reminded Dusk of images of Jesus on the cross. Stretched out, The angel of ice looked more like a woman as she stood there. Her eyes closed. She looked like she was sleeping standing up at this point while Dusk looked back.

“What now… Do we wake her up or?”

“Gonna need to break the ice, wake her up, Badda, she’s got some of the Mojo we need to get you out of Hell. She’s the one who got Dante out of this place, and she can do it again.” Dusk found himself looking at the hammer.

“How did Dante manage to get out of here using her? If she was frozen before?”

“She wasn’t like that before; back then, she was only to her tits in ice, but now she’s covered, we’re going to need to break her out of this. I was going to say use your soul to warm her up, but with that thing, it’ll be much better daddy-o.” She moved over, tapping the hammer edge.

“Won’t that kill her? I mean, this thing is strong.”

“She’s a fallen Angel; she can handle the strike, but don’t hit her in the noggin; now come on, you want to get out of here,” Gabby said while she gave his ass a firm slap causing him to jump.

“Fine, but if we kill her, it’s your fault, you hipster,” Dusk muttered while he took the hammer, a long calm breath as he raised it and started to slam it against the angel's body. At first, nothing seemed to happen. It remained in place. So he swung it again, The sounds of rumbling coming from the back as he pulled back and turned harder.

The ice broke while Dusk watched as he put the hammer to the test. Each swing caused thunder to go off in the distance, and for a moment, he thought he could see lightning coming from the thing,

“Come on, and I don’t have eternity. He swung one more time, watching how the ice broke away. The ice breaks off, giving Dusk more sight of the angel under all the ice. The firm muscular stomach showed off her waste hourglass shape, though it looked blue from the exposure. Dusk couldn’t help wondering if she was dead, but he kept chipping away.

Dusk continued beating the angel over with the hammer as he put every ounce of strength into it, and there she was, nearly released. Dusk could imagine one more good slam could free the angel.

“This is it, Gabby. We’re almost out of here.” Dusk pulled Mjölnir back, ready for one good swing, when he felt something grab his hand, throwing him back. He shot back, releasing the hammer, as he looked over. Umbra stood there, her wings out as she growled.

“You think using that hammer was going to stop me? Think again!” Umbra screamed as her hand extended out, her nails growing larger as she was about to walk toward Dusk, ready to kill him once and for all.

“Normally, I’d keep you alive, so I can torture you, but you're not worth it! You have too much of a headache. So, I’m just going to slaughter you, and when you die, you become nothing!”

“Leave him alone, you bitch!” Gabby screamed as she ran over, kicking the demon, who ignored her, “He’s mine, and he’s getting out of here!” The imp screamed as she looked over, seeing the hammer, planning to try and do what she did once before. But Umbra laughed as she kicked the imp.

“Do you think I’m going to make the same mistake again!” she grabbed the hammer, her hands burning from holding the legendary weapon as she tossed it over. Dusk watched as it skidded right next to the angel. It’s when he had an idea.

“Gabby, grab the hammer and free the angel!” He imagined if they could free her, maybe she could give them a fighting chance, though before Gabby could react, she grabbed the imp by the neck.

“Now, why would I let her do that!” She growled as she was choking Gabby out, The imp gasping for air, trying to break free, but the way Umbra held onto her. It was no use. Dusk watched in horror while Gabby called out.

“Get out of here; run; I’ll be fine!” Gabby’s voice cracked as she was barely able to speak. Dusk watched in horror as he felt a temptation to take what she said but shook his head,

“Not going to happen!” Dusk called out as he started running towards the demon, tackling Umbra. Umbra was caught off guard, stumbling as he attacked her. Her hand let go of Gabby, who rolled on the ice.

“Why won’t you die!” Dusk felt rage, as he tried punching Umbra. Dusk had never in his life hit a woman, but she was no woman. His hands slamming down, as he punched the woman. A hard grunt, when Umbra slapped him off. Throwing him off. Dusk sliding off on the ice ground as she growled.

“For that I’m going to skull fuck you!” She roared in anger her one arm turning into a fist as fire began forming in her hand, while Dusk watched her.

“Yeah, well your not my type!” he looked pulled himself up. “But you wanna know something else!” he growled, while managing to pull himself up on his feet wobbling back and forth.

“Whats that you fucking mortal!”

“You looked a whole lot prettier trying to be my ex.” He reached down grabbing Mjölnir one last swing as he launched the hammer right into the Iced angel. Light glowing light as intense as looking into the very sun itself. Umbra roared in anger.

The figure stood there looking at Dusk. Her face was abstracted from the very light she was given off. Umbra running over throwing a fire ball right at Dusk. Though before it arrived the angel raised its hand causing it to diminish till it was nothing.

The angel looked towards Umbra, who stared at it with rage, ready to kill.

“Get out of my way, This mortal is mine fallen Angel!” She roared out though the angel just watched her, before snapping its finger. Umbra, would suddenly turn to dusk. Dusk that flew off into the wind.

Dusk stood there, for a moment before looking around seeing where Gabby was. She wasn’t far off as she was laying on the ground.

“Gabby! Gabby! Are you ok?” He asked shaking the Imp. Who let out various coughs, trying to take in a deep breath.

“Dusk, you saved me.” She muttered, it was the first time She had used his name but he let out a sigh of relief.

“Hey I made a promise get us to earth. I couldn’t let you die.” He smiled patting her side, as he helped her up. Dusk turned looking off towards the angel, who stood there. Not moving as he walked to her.

“Um Hello?” Dusk spoke calmly, looking at her. The angel simply looked at him. It barely acknowledged his existence. Standing forward, as Dusk moved in closer, Gabby grabbing his hand as they walked closer. Dusk looked at the Angel as he spoke up.

“I was told, that you could get me out of here, out of Hell…” Dusk gulped, “Is that true?”

The angel nodded, though it remained silent. Dusk found himself looking at her more, finding that she was a rather buxom woman, her wings black as night, as they flapped lightly.

“Um, could you possibly help us out of hell?” Dusk asked, the sound of wind blowing off pass his ear while he looked down at Gabby. Such a sight as the angel continued watching him.

“I can take you to earth but she… She must remain.”

“But she helped me, she doesn’t deserve to remain here in hell.” Dusk called out looking towards the Angel a feeling of anger running through him, While looking at the imp. The sad look on her face as he felt her hand slipping away.

“Bada, you can go, you can leave. I’ll be fine, I’m a bada too.” She muttered forcing a smile on her face. Yet Dusk could tell it was forced.

“I can’t leave you, You helped me so much.” He looked to the angel and asked her, trying to remain calm.

“Is there anything we can do to get her to come with me…”

The angel watched him, her head turning, as if it was thinking about something, before it spoke. The slight booming of its voice as it said,

“Maybe… But are you willing to make a sacrifice?” The Angel asked, careful with their words. Dusk couldn’t see her face, the long silver locks covering her face as the angel spoke clearly.

“I’ll do anything, just get us out of here and back to earth.”

The Angel watched, as it simply states,

“Take me in you.” It spoke calmly, Dusk found himself shocked by such a thing.

“Um what?” Dusk asked hoping he heard it correctly. Did she just tell him to let her in him? He was sure he miss heard him.

“Allow me, to go into your body, and allow me to go to earth, I will take the demon scum if you let me borrow your body as a vessel.” The angels voice boomed louder, as it spoke, while Dusk bit his lips.

“Sure, I mean if it gets us out of hell.” He found himself nervous as it watched him, remaining silent, as it said,

“Turns around remove your clothes.” The angel added while Dusk found himself getting embarrassed, but did as she did, slowly turning around stripping off all his clothes. He stood there naked Gabby, The imp looking over him, checking him out as she gave a wide smirk,

“Nice Bada, If I knew you were Packing I might have gotten you to take me.” She laughed while giving his dick a playful slap. Dusk couldn’t help giving her a dirty look as he felt himself freezing his balls off.

Though he wouldn’t remain cold for long, as he felt a burning sensation on his back, as he let out a large scream, the pain was overwhelming. It was like his whole body was on fire, at this point. Not the kind of fire, that he thought Ember made him immune, but the way it ran over him, Trying to take the pain, Dusk could feel like something was sinking into him, while he looked at Gabby,

“It’s too much! Too much!” He felt such pain as he tried fighting it off, as he started to slowly consuming him, as if he was going to explode. Dusk looked down at his hand. His body glowing brightly. He could barely look at his skin as he was becoming overwhelmed.

-000-

Dusk shot up from bed, a hard scream, as he found himself in his bed. A hard groan, as he looked around. He was back in his room. A long deep breath as he muttered,
“I’m home… Finally, I’m home.” He muttered seeing he was all alone, when without warning, Dusk felt pain shooting through his stomach, as he began to let out a blood curtailing scream.

Author's Note

Well guy's now you know how Dusk escaped hell, and made it back to the bordello congrates lol
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