The Way Of Kane (HELLUVA BOSS X OC)

The Rise Of Kane

On a certain day in a certain ring of hell down below where the greedy demons dwell. And in a manor behind closed doors an imp is tied to a chair his blood on the floor problem being he's missing a score

"Come on sal you know how this goes you pay us a protection fee and you don't get hurt, just tell me where my money is" kane said wiping the blood off his hands and squatting down to be eye level with the imp who only gave small cries and whimpers in response due to his bruised and battered face which earned laughter from chuckle and giggle the twin hounds that'll fetch anyone or anything kane is after

The poor soul sal only cried more trying to explain himself "i d-did my best kane b-b-but its been a slow month ya know h-how it is"

Kane stood up and talked while he walked over to a bench which causes the twins to laugh "yeah yeah i know how it is right? Chuckle? Giggle?" He asked his hounds while slowly picking up a tire iron chuckle chuckled while he gained that sick look in his eyes he gets when he's about to be set loose and giggle blushed and held her shirt up to her face giggling while watching Kane's every move

"Sal your right some things we can't control. Like how slow a month can be.... But i can't just let this slide you know what right?" Kane turned around with the tire iron in hand. Sal's eyes went wide as he shook and thrashed against the chair a desperate attempt to free himself "you can it won't happen again i promise I'll double what i ow-"

"Shhh shh shh. Sal i don't fucking care" and with that kane brought up the tire iron before bringing down over sal's knee much to his distress as he cursed kane wishing him painful death and misfortune but his cries fell on deaf ears as kane continued his assault as he swung the tire iron again and again and again until he felt like he's had enough and dropped the tire iron it clanging against the floor he took out a cigar and put it to his lips and lit it taking a few puffs making sure it was lit before he stood there relaxing himself smoking up half the cigar and using the half dead sal the imp as an ashtray

Finally calming himself he turned around and stared walking to the door that led to the rest of the house but before he left he turned to giggle and grabbed her maw and turned her towards him before he used that same hand and slightly pried open her jaws to which she didn't resist and he took his cigar from his mouth and sliding it between her maw then closing it for her patted her on the side of her face before he opened the door and stepped through it with parting words "clean that up" then he closed the door muffled and strained screams heard as they came to a sudden end.

Kane straightened out his clothes to look presentable and went to the dinning room where micky waited for him in his personal chair infront of the fire place. Across from him at the other end of the long table was another imp of high status in the mob aspect of things his name was crimson a mob boss known for taking trophies of those who crossed him, kane respected the gimmick it was his thing every good mobster needed a thing

Kane took his rightful spot behind micky and stood firm his arms crossed as he listed in was nothing but deals being made that kane himself could care less about until he himself was brought into the conversation he wasn't listening too. But what caught his was when crimson started talking about his son on how he was a disappointment and how he ran away and abandoned the family

Kane was appalled at the thought of abandoning his family the thought of being back in that pound pissed him off. The shit that place put him through. What it made him

7 YEARS EARLIER. AGE: 15

Kane woke up in his cell in a oversized red hoodie he was given since the old clothes they gave him didn't fit anymore. It was good to sleep in, not a regular wear

Sitting up from his bed he took a claw and added a mark next to his wall that was covered in similar mark and starred at the wall with a saddened look 'a few more years to go' he thought sighing as an alarm blared and his cell doors opened his cellmate still on their bed sleeping, he didn't even attempt to wake them up, last time he tried to be nice by doing it. They didn't take kindly to his gesture.