“I can handle it, why?” Spike asked.

“The next place is an ice cream factory in the circle of gluttony, there’s a weirdo there who owes me a contract, go there and take it,” Varek said.

“Do I need a coat?” Spike joked a little but he just looked at him unamused “Ok…” Spike sighed before turning and leaving through the portal.

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Cold Hearted

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Spike exited the portal and noted the humid environment immediately, he looked around and saw what looked like landscapes of nothing but desert everywhere, and yet in front of him, there was an ice cream cone-shaped building in front of him.

“An ice cream parlor?... In hell? Really?” Spike asked.

“You’ll see,” Varek chuckled as Spike made his way up to it and saw the neon sign saying ‘Frosty’s frozen yogurt, get it while it’s cold!’ sign.

“....This place keeps getting weirder…” Spike sighed.

“Get moving, I’m getting bored,” Varek said and Spike went into the building.

…Immediately it went from scorching sun to meat locker in a second with the temperature.

“Brr!” Spike said feeling cold all of a sudden, as he walked in he felt like needing a coat.

“Why is it so cold in here?” Spike asked.

“Because it’s where hell froze over,” Varek said.

“I’ll get it over with now,” Spike made his way over to the counter and ran a bell.

It took a few times but he heard a deep voice from the back.

“I’m coming!” He said and Spike nervously stood there before the door opened and he saw a towering mountain of a man with a face reminiscent of a caveman walking out of the doorway, he had to be nine feet tall!

“Whoa,” Spike said as he approached.

“Aaaahh, new customer, hello little customer, I’m Frosty Franky, what can I get you?” He asked resting his beefy arm on the counter.

“Um… h-hi? I um, I’m not here for ice cream,” Spike said.

“Not here for ice cream? Why else would you come to my business?” He asked with a raised brow.

“...Veraks contract, and before you get mad, I have a time limit so please just hand it over,” Spike pleaded.

“.....My contract?.... Oh no, no no no! If you take that, he’ll run me out of business, tell Verak to come here himself and we can negotiate,” He said.

“That’s non-negotiable, please save me the effort, please,” Spike said.

“Hmm…. oh, I got an idea, you do something for me, and I give you the contract, hmm?” Franky said.

“S-sure, whatever gets me somewhere warm sooner,” Spike said.

“Hmm? Warm? Warm is bad, makes Franky sweaty, and ruins ice cream,” Franky complained before walking out from behind the counter and leading Spike to an elevator.

“Can I trust this guy?” Spike asked.

“....What do you think?” Varek asked.

“Right…” Spike sighed before he entered with him and the elevator went down.

As it went down Spike saw they were passing by a frozen area, and he saw other people, other mortals working on making ice cream, despite the fact they were clearly freezing and miserable.

“Wow, this place doesn’t seem to have happy workers,” Spike said.

“They have to work, it's their job now that they're in hell, and they get NO breaks, so ice cream is always available,” Franky said with a smile.

“This guy is sick,” Spike thought “How come you aren’t cold?” Spike asked.

“I don’t get cold, I am cold-proof,” Franky laughed as the elevator arrived and he walked out, Spike following and watching for anything out of the ordinary.

As he was walking he noticed something else, small critters that looked like ice cream cones with arms and legs and little faces on them.

As cute as they were, he didn’t trust them, why should he given where he is now?...

Spike followed Frosty Franky through multiple rooms, and it only got colder as they went in.

“D-do you have a sweater or something?” Spike asked.

“Nope, I hate warm,” Franky said as he walked.

“That isn’t good,” Spike said as they made their way into a hallway to their left and saw a room with a single purple ice cream cone.

“Hehehehehe, there it is, our newest flavor, berry boom! Taste it and I’ll give you the contract,” Franky said.

“...It’s poisoned isn’t it?” Spike asked.

“What? You dare insult my craft!” Franky bellowed angrily.

“Sorry sorry!” Spike said as he backed into the room and he picked it up and tasted it to avoid a beating…. It actually taste good? I had a weird texture and second flavor he couldn’t place, but it tasted like berries! He smiled as he tasted it some more.

“Wow, not bad actually,” Spike said.

“Yay! I made it right, and it only cost me one slave,” Franky said out of the blue.

“....What?” Spike said.

“Yep, hope you enjoyed my slave puree, it's yummy,” Franky said.

“....Slave?... Is that code for something?” Spike hoped.

“Nope, threw him in the blender for a few minutes to make sure it wasn’t chunky, and the berry does a good coverup taste so I-” Franky was cut off when Spike gagged and dropped the ice cream.

“YOU MADE AN ICE CREAM MADE OF PEOPLE?!” Spike exclaimed.

“Yeah, what’s wrong with that? When the sinners die from the cold they don’t serve any other purpose, much more profitable than collecting soul shards, especially in the circle of gluttony,” Franky said with a cackle.

“You… sicko! What sane person would eat that?” Spike said.

“How dare you?! I’m the best ice cream man ever! And just for that, the deals off!” Franky growled.

“N-no! I-” Suddenly he closed a big door trapping Spike in there “NO!” Spike ran up to the door and banged on it as Franky stood on the other side laughing.

“Gonna leave you here until you freeze, then I’ll make you ice cream,” Franky chuckled.

Let me out!” Spike banged on the door before shivering as the cold was starting to get to him.

“Gettin real cold now ain’t it?” Franky said.

“I gotta get out of here,” Spike said as he looked around and saw a vent, it was too small though… but an idea came to mind.

“Oh look! A vent! I’ll escape through there, vanish!” Spike disappeared and ran over to the vent and opened it.

“What?! No!” Franky opened the door and ran over to the vent to stop him, not realizing he’d been had and Spike made his way over to the door and ran out of there.

“Thank god this ice cream man isn’t smart,” Spike said as he made his way out of there and back into the hallways.

“The shards are further in, not many but there,” Varek said and Spike ran on, shivering.

“I gotta get out before I freeze to death,” Spike said as he hurried and found Shards scattered in the big hall and some leading to other hallways.

Spike made his way down a hallway to start and proceeded to collect shards as he snagged some more shards he encountered one of the ice cream creatures.

“What does it do?” Spike asked.

“You might want to run, before he blows up,” Varek said.

“Blows u-” Spike questioned before the Ice cream creature suddenly jumped at him and exploded, but not in fire but some kind of icy aura that felt like he was covered in ice cubes.

“Brrr!” Spike grunted as it felt like his body temp went down.

“They're called frost imps, they lower your temperature by blowing up,” Varek said.

“G-g-good to k-know!” Spike got up and ran on collecting shards, as he ran through a hallway that looped around he saw several more imps making their way towards him.

“Crud!” Spike tried to turn and run the other way but more came from that side too and they all simultaneously blew up.

2 lives left “Ice scream, you scream, you keep screaming, until you become ice cream,” Varek taunted.

Spike woke up outside the halls he was in and he felt warmer now before he was forcibly frozen to death, but still cold.

Spike got up and ran for it, not wanting to go through that again.

Spike ran on through the area and collected more shards, when he saw more imps exiting a hallway and running at him he changed direction and fled into another hallway and he dodged down the hallway to his right when one imp tried to jump onto him.

As Spike made his way down that hallway and encountered an area where more slaves were making ice cream.

“Huh? Who are you? Please hug me for warmth!” The sinner begged.

“I’m being chased!” Spike exclaimed.

“Please! I’m so cold!” He cried as Spike continued fleeing from the ice cream imps into another hallway.

Spike ran on into a looping halfway and came to a fork in the halls when he saw more imps coming down that way, he ran down the other way and found more sinners on the other side of the lower pathways.

“I NEED WARMTH!” One reached out for Spike but he avoided them.

“Just one minute of hugging! Please!” Another reached for him but Spike avoided him too.

Spike ran up some steps to his right when he saw them and got back on the pathway above him and he ran from the ice cream creatures.

Spike made his way down the pathway and found the remaining shards but a familiar foe got in his way.

“YOU TRICKED ME!” Frosty growled as he took a swing at Spike who ducked and ran around him.

Frosty grabbed an imp and threw it at Spike and it detonated on him making him colder.

“AGH!” Spike grunted, shivering as he tried to ignore it but Franky laughed as he threw another at him and it hit Spike, and made him colder, he began to slow down and then Franky pelted him with more until he felt his body going numb.

He reached out and grabbed the last shard before collapsing and Franky walked over.

“You’ll make a fine frosty cone… heheheh,” Franky picked up Spike and punched him with his huge arm.

1 life left “Sheesh, I can hear your teeth chatter from here,” Varek said.

Spike got up back near the exit.

“Out of tries, last chance mortal,” Varek said.

“Tell me where it is,” Spike said.

“Seems he hid it under his cash register on the surface floor,” Varek said and Spike nodded before heading back to the elevator and opening it, as he went in he saw the elevator closing before suddenly a pair of hands grabbed the doors and forced them open.

“YOU'RE NOT LEAVING,” a frenzied Franky said before he tried to get in.

“CRAP!” Spike used his barrier and ran up to wedge himself between the elevator door and the exit, Franky roared as he pounded on the barrier but then Spike, who was panicking, did the only thing he thought to do… he ran up as the barrier was dissipating and he drove his finger forward and into Franky’s eye.

“AAGH!” Franky stumbled back clutching his bleeding eye as the door closed and went up.

“Hah…hah… did we make it?” Spike asked.

“You're not out until you get in the portal,” Varek said.

“Ok,” Spike said as he ran out of the elevator and he hopped over the counter when he got there, he saw the register, and below it was a safe, Spike waited until Varek opened it and he retrieved the contract… before a door slammed open and Spike turned to see Franky stomping up to him.

And his eye was healed too… great…

“I’M GOING TO GRIND YOU INTO ICE CREAM FILLER WITH MY HANDS!” Franky said before grabbing Spike and throwing him over the counter and against a wall.

Spike got up but Franky vaulted over the counter and picked Spike up before raising him up and slamming him through another table, he then picked up Spike again and slammed him on the counter, and dragged him around it knocking stuff off before throwing him and Spike tumbled on the ground.

Spike tried to crawl towards the exit but Franky grabbed him by his leg and dragged him back before picking him up and slamming him against a wall.

“Heheheheh, iiiiice cream, yoooou scream,” He spun and tossed Spike to the ground “We allllll scream,” He put a foot on Spike’s chest and raised a fist “For ice cream!” He was ready to swing down with his fist.

….”I’ll protect you,” A voice said before Spike looked up, hearing that familiar voice… and then suddenly a bright light filled the room and he paused and looked up.

“Huh? What’s this?” Franky said shielding his eyes and… and then suddenly a glowing figure rammed Franky off of him and sent him flying into a wall.

Spike looked up weakly as the glowing figure extended a hand.

“Your family needs you Spike, go!” She said.

“Who are you-” Spike was cut off as he saw Franky getting up and running at them, the glowing figure tackled him back, somehow overpowering him.

“GO!” She said.

“O-ok!” Spike said as he managed to get up and he limped his way to the door and he made his way back out into the desert, the dry heat almost a welcome feeling again as he made his way back into the portal.

“NOOOOOO!” Franky cried as he tried to chase Spike but the angel teleported in front of him and he paused.

“You're breaking the rules!” Franky growled.

“So be it,” She said before she disappeared as Spike had escaped and the portal vanished.

“NO!” Franky cried.

YOU ESCAPED!

Spike stumbled back into the room, and saw it was empty.

“Huh? Varek?” Spike said looking around.

“Oh, your back…” Varek said as he came back with papers in hand and he sat down at his desk and sighed.

“What?” Spike asked.

“I was busy, the none of your business kind of busy,” Varek said before he held out his hand and Spike gave him the contract.

“I am sending you on your next task immediately,” Varek said.

“Why immedi-” Spike questioned but Varek slammed his hand down startling him.

“Do NOT question me, I am dealing with multiple headaches at once right now, take this power for faster running, it’ll get this over with faster,” Varek said using his magic immediately to replace Spike’s barrier power with speed boost “Now get moving,” Varek said.

“Fine…” Spike said not wanting to argue and he made his way into the portal.

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An alluring offer…

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Spike made his way out into what looked like an alleyway.

As he looked around he saw gates on both sides of the alleyway and the only notable thing in the alley was a glowing neon sign that mentioned a club of sorts.

“The Glowing Moon?” Spike read it, as he got closer he saw a big burly man with his face hidden standing there.

“Hnngh…” The man growled at him.

It almost sounded like a dogs growl….

“U-uh, hello, I am here on behalf of-” Suddenly the man stuck out his hand and Spike flinched a little as he did, he suddenly gestured he was to give him something.

“Um… what?” Spike asked.

“Hnngh!” The man growled again and pointed at his hand.

“I don’t-” Spike paused and saw a sign behind him.

“Marked human tickets must be handed in on entry?.... What?” Spike asked.

“A marked human is a human who was sent to hell and has been marked for a certain place in hell, You're not one, since your time isn’t up yet,” Varek explained, though he still sounded annoyed for some reason.

“Ok,” Spike said before turning back to the guard “Look, I’m not a ‘marked human’ I’m here on behalf of-”

“HNNGH!” The man growled shoving Spike back.

“Hey!” Spike got back up “I’m trying to say I’m here on behalf of-” but once again the big man picked him up and slammed him against the wall before growling in his face.

“Can you speak?” Spike asked a little nervously.

The creature growled and raised a fist, getting ready to hit Spike and Spike held up his arms in defense.

“Varek! I’m here on his demand!” Spike exclaimed.

“....” The man paused… and set him down before walking back to his spot and gesturing for him to go on in.

“Ooook,” Spike said carefully walking around him and hurrying along when he got through the doorway.

As Spike made his way through a bunch of dangling beads he eventually found his way into a club room.

There was a bar, a series of tables and a stage for some reason.

Spike carefully made his way across the club wondering where he is.

“Is this a-”

“No, but trust me, you shouldn’t stick around… there’s a reason this place has new customers everyday, all of them mortal, and don’t sit in the seats,” Varek warned him.

“O-ok,” Spike knew that threat was real by now and so he looked around.

Eventually, he approached another mortal who was drinking.

“Hey… um, do you know who runs this joint?” Spike asked.

“Shaddup, I’m drinkin here,” He slurred.

“Oook,” Spike went to a couple women who were laughing.

“I need to-” Spike didn’t finish as they waved him off.

Spike attempted several times to get help but nobody paid him any mind.

He began to get frustrated.

“Why isn’t anyone helping me?” Spike asked.

“Are you forgetting what kind of people end up in hell? They got no reason to help, not to mention what their drinking is making them complacent,” Varek said.

“Ugh, luckily I quit drinking when I got the money,” Spike sighed and he looked around some more before he spotted a guy who was laughing by himself.

…Spike made his way over to him, getting a feeling, he tapped his shoulder and he turned to see Spike.

“Hey! Here to enjoy the show?” He asked.

“No I’m here to find the boss,” Spike said.

“Eh, good luck, she’s not one to talk to us dregs of existence, she’d rather dance,” He said.

“Who’s she?” Spike asked.

“Calls herself Mistress Moonlight… Or just Moon for short, she’s quite the babe, too bad all we’re here for is for her to perform for and then there's… the bad part of this place…” He said.

“What do you mean?” Spike asked.

“Sit down, you're stuck, drink and you're made a complacent little slave, look at and listen to her… and you can’t stop,” He said.

“What?” Spike said and suddenly he heard a ringing noise and he turned to see the door at the back of the stage which had two burly guards standing in front of it.

And it opened, and out came-

“...Rarity?...” Spike gasped.

“Who’s Rarity?” The man hiccuped, clearly drunk.

“M-my wife,” Spike said as he saw her, she was unmistakable, her flowing bluish purple hair, he whitish skin, her beautiful blue eyes.

“Huh… didn’t know you were married to Mrs Moon,” He huffed taking another swig.

“Hello my darlings…. Ready for another song before the feeding? Because I’m sure you're all hungry for more of me!” She declared before she started singing to a cheering crowd.

Her voice… it was so melodic that Spike could feel himself slipping into a trance- and then he snapped out of it.

“Huh?” Spike realized he now had earplugs.

“Better to not listen to her siren song,” Varek said.

“Varek… why is my wife here?” Spike asked.

“Figure that out for yourself,” Varek said.

Spike went to go onto the stage where the woman resembling his wife was dancing and singing when two guards got in his way.

“Out of my way, that’s my wife!” Spike said.

“Hnngh!” The guard grabbed Spike and shoved him to the floor.

“Agh! Let me through!” Spike got up and threw a punch but it glanced off the body of the burly figure like a fly against a brick wall.

He then picked Spike up and tossed him down again.

Spike tried to get up but he felt it grab his head and lift him up.

As it was about to punch him he heard through the earplugs her voice.

“Easy now boys, I’ll take care of him, you begin the prep,” She said and the two grunted and walked away.

Rarity stood over him looking down at him.

“My oh my, what have we here?” She asked with a smirk.

“Rarity…” Spike stood up and stared at her but he was unsure “Is that you?” Spike asked.

“Guilty as charged,” She said playfully.

“H-how… why are you down here? What about Lance? And Scout?” Spike said.

“They're fine, everything’s fine dear,” She said.

“Rares… what’s happening?!” Spike demanded.

“Let’s just say, not everything is what it seems, one second,” She said before she got up on the stage again and announced.

“Well! Now wasn’t that a wholesome song wasn’t it? Well, boys, feel free to begin, I’ll see you all when you get back!” She waved before she hopped down.

“What?” Spike questioned.

“Oh it’s just the feeding,” She said dismissively.

“What feeding?” Spike asked.

“Theirs,” She said with a smirk and suddenly Spike heard a scream and he turned to see a guard was attacking the ladies from before, eating them!?

“HUH?!” Spike said before he heard a cry to his right and he turned to see a guard biting into the flesh of the guy he was talking to earlier.

All around Spike he saw the guards devouring the people.

“RARITY!? What is happening?!” Spike demanded.

“Oh don’t worry, they’ll resurrect eventually, and it’ll all happen again, and again, and again, and again…. Hahaha! Isn’t it wonderful?” She chuckled.

“You… you're not Rarity! She’d never approve of this!” Spike said angrily.

“Oh, you caught me,” She said mockingly “Yes, I am actually a demoness who changes to what a person perceives as their ideal partner, and the fact you see your wife with no edits, you're a rare breed indeed, among humans at least,” She said with a smile.

“...I came on the behalf of Varek, times up,” Spike said wanting to leave, now.

“....” Suddenly the burly guys paused and looked at Spike.

“Huh?” Spike said.

“That name isn’t well liked around here, he’s just a debt collector trying to up his rank in hell so that he’ll be second to none, personally though, I’m satisfied where I’m at,” She said as she sat on a table in an alluring way.

“Well… I still need that contract, and stop wearing my wife's face,” Spike demanded.

“Oh don’t be so mean, here’s another idea…. You give up this errand of yours, and join me?” She asked.

“What?” Spike said.

“Think of it, you’ll sever you-know-who’s strings and still get someone like your wife… but better in every way, you can be free of this journey of yours and you’ll never have to worry or want for anything ever again,” She said lying on a table.

“....You know about-”

“Of course I do, word travels fast in hell, a human outdoing demons left and right on behalf of him, it's intriguing,” She said.

“....” Spike wanted to accept knowing that his suffering will be over…. But the images of his family being killed by that demon Varek… he couldn’t let it happen!

“I refuse,” Spike said “My family needs me! Now give me your contract!” Spike said.

“....Truly incorruptible….. Fascinating, I love a challenge,” She giggled before flipping off the table and brandishing something before swinging it at Spike.

Spike just noticed that he had a cut on his face and he realized she used a barbed whip of sorts.

“Boys, we have some tricky prey here, capture or kill him, preferably capture him,” She smiled.

And the guards growled before removing their hats revealing they had the faces of bulldogs.

“What the?” Spike backed away.

“My loyal dogs, sic him!” Moon ordered and the guards descended on him.

“AAAHHH!” Spike ran for it but he wouldn’t make it, but he had asked enough times to remember that he had a new ace.

He triggered his speed boost and ran past the guards and over to a trash chute and he jumped down it narrowly avoiding a guard who reached in after him.

Spike arrived at the bottom of a dumpster.

He quickly climbed out and looked around.

“Ugh… great, now I smell,” Spike said.

“Clever boy, better get moving, Mistress Moonlight will be after you,” Varek said and Spike nodded before running up a hallway and making his way into a series of corridors.

He found the shards quickly and began collecting them.

As he ran around collecting shards he found there were more bunched up than the other places.

Spike ran around a corner and grabbed another before he saw something coming at him from the other side of the hallway.

A guard!

Spike ran the other way and narrowly avoided another guard as he ran past a fork in the hallways.

Spike made his way out into the back hallways as the guards barreled after him, just as he thought he was getting away suddenly a wall came down and another guard came through.

“WHOA!” Spike evaded a grab from this dog guard and fled on through the building.

He knew it had recharged by now so he used his speed boost and ran away faster, losing the guards in the process and collecting more shards.

“Whew! I think I’m going to like this pow-” Spike ran full-on into another guard who grabbed him by his neck while he was trying to get up and snapping it.

2 lives left: “Next time watch where you're going maybe,” Varek said.

Spike woke up by the dumpster and sighed as he got up and cracked his neck.

Spike then made his way through the halls and made his way down the other side, using his speed boost to collect more shards and he kept his eyes peeled for any sudden guards.

Spike ran on but as soon as a guard broke through a wall and went after him he skidded to a stop and ran the other way, he turned a corner and fled down that way before vanishing to disappear from sight.

“Hnngh?!” The guard looked around for him.

“Spiiiiike, you wouldn’t rob me would you?” Moon's voice echoed over the intercom.

“Stop using Rarity's voice!” Spike thought angrily as he continued collecting shards around the lower floors.

Eventually, Varek contacted him as he used this strategy to hide and run.

“Seems like you're getting the hang of this boy, you’ve cleared the lower floor, now for the upper,” Varek said.

“Ok!” Spike found a staircase and he saw a guard going down it so he used invisibility to sneak under him between his legs and get behind him without him seeing.

Spike made his way to the upper floor and found himself in a secondary club.

With more people just chatting around.

Spike ignored them and ran on collecting shards.

As Spike entered a place with what looked like machines people were playing on Spike ran around them and collected shards, knocking one guy out of his chair.

“HEY! WATCH IT!” He yelled after Spike.

“Sorry!” Spike called as he ran on.

Spike ran into another area and saw more guards rounding the corner and spotting him.

“Vanish!” Spike disappeared and made his way around them.

Spike made his way down some stairs and ran into a bar, he ran into that area and collected the shards. When he turned around he saw guards blocking the exit.

Spike got an idea and used vanish again.

The guards got ready for him to sneak past but instead, Spike grabbed the lemon wedge out of a guys drink and squeezed it over his hands and he then snuck up to the guard and flung lemon juice in his eyes.

“GRR!” The guard rubbed his eyes as that happened and Spike took the chance to sneak past and run away.

Spike made his way through an area with poles for dancing when he saw some guards searching for him, he got down low in the crowd there and snuck past them as they walked past.

Using the crowd Spike managed to get out of that area.

Spike made his way through another bar area and collected the last few shards.

“Good work, I sense the safe is located in the surface floor, you better move too,” Varek said.

Spike looked around and saw guards coming out of rooms left and right.

Their eyes red and their mouths foaming.

“Tch!” Spike ran down the only way they weren’t and fled from them as they chased.

They weren’t being careful here either…

They began smashing aside people and walls they ran across trying to get him.

Spike ran out into the area with poles as the guards came after him.

“Where do I go?!” Spike asked.

“Head straight,” Varek said.

Spike made his way through and ran on ahead and spotted a staircase.

Spike ran up the stairs while the guards barreled after him up the stairs and he made it through some strung-up beads and he saw the main showroom.

He spotted the safe sitting meticulously on the stage and he ran over and collected the safe and removed the contract.

Spike made for the exit but then a whip grabbed him by the neck and yanked him to the floor.

Spike got up and saw Moon standing there.

“Here I was hoping we’d be friends,” She pouted before she swung the whip and Spike ducked it, but the whip snared a chair and she tugged back and the chair hit Spike sending him stumbling.

“Tch!” Spike said.

“What do you think awaits you at the end of all this?” Mistress Moonlight said.

“My family is safe,” Spike said.

“Hahahahahahaa! Varek won’t keep his promise, he stands to lose alot of credibility if he lets you off the hook,” Moon said.

“No, he promised!” Spike said.

“Grow up, a promise, is just words,” Moon said before she lashed Spike again sending him into a table, she grabbed him with her whip and flung Spike into the arms of a guard who shoved him back in.

Spike stumbled around her and threw a punch but it didn’t affect Moon who just smirked.

“Hitting a lady? And I thought you were a gentleman,” She chuckled before she grabbed him and threw him onto the stage.

She hopped up on there with him.

“Care to dance before you die?” She asked.

“Just… don’t wear my wife’s face while killing me,” Spike said.

“Oooh, alright,” She said mockingly before she turned into him “I find you dying like this more ironic anyways,” She said as she raised the whip.

“Thanks… now I can do this!” Spike suddenly activated his speed boost and he suddenly rammed her and took her off her feet and rammed her through the exit.

“AAAGH!” She grunted as he slammed her against the alley wall.

Spike struggled to his feet but she had returned to Rarity’s form and chuckled.

“So, this is how it ends for my club, just know, Varek will never keep his end of the deal,” Moon chuckled.

“....” Spike got up.

“Deep down, you know as long as he has you under his thumb, your screwed,” She said before laughing.

“...” Spike turned and ran down the alleyway as guards were exiting the club to chase him, but with a speed boost, he was out of there.

YOU ESCAPED!

Spike stumbled through and panted.

“Not bad boy, I am beginning to wonder if you have potential as a debt collector,” Varek chuckled.

“I plan to return to my family after we’re done,” Spike said.

“Yes… indeed, so moving on, we are low on time, so let us begin another,” Varek said.

“Fine, what?” Spike asked.

Did you ever get involved with the police?

Next time: Amidst a red background a giant shadowy being wielding what looks like a massive baton stood there, he had a chain around his chest and a police cap and you can hear his deep breathing.

Also in the background you can hear police sirens

Author's Note

A surprise double-level feature, and expect another soon.

Spike is making progress, but will he really be able to defeat hell to save his loved ones?