Blitzo was busy at work when he heard a knock on his door. He didn't remember having any client consultations today but it was hell so not that anyone truly cared about that. 'Come in,' he yelled without looking up from the paperwork he was reading. He didn't see much of who walked in but he did see a white floor-length dress, so he looked up, he saw someone in his office he never thought he'd ever see.
'STELLA!!!' He screamed. He fell out of his high back chair and onto the floor. What was Stolas' wife doing here? Was she finally done with the affair that she decided to kill him herself? 'What are you doing here, you rich pompous Goetia?' Blitzo asked. He wasn't happy to see her out of all people in his office for any reason but here she was.
'Listen you wretched plebeian' She began. She didn't look particularly happy but did she ever look happy? 'I don't want to be here as much as you want me here. But, I have a job for you that will pay a handsome reward if executed well.' That's what called Blitzo attention. A "handsome reward" huh? Well, that changed things. 'Well, lady I don't know who could've gotten themselves on your bad side but if this "handsome reward'' your talking about is real then consider them dead,' Blitzo in reality had no idea who this birdy prick wanted dead but if it paid good money then what could he do. He needed the money to support Loona and Moxxie and Millie needed to get paid as well. 'So bird prick, who do you want killed?'
'I want that cheating prick husband of mine dead,' Stella said as she slammed her hands on the desk. What?! She wanted Stolas dead?! Blitzo knew Stella hated him and Stolas but to want him dead was not expected. Although it did explain why Striker wanted to blow Stolas' brains out the previous month. 'What?! Stolas?!' Blitzo became hesitant and Stella saw that so she retrieved her hands from the desk and used her magick to project something that caught Blitzo's eyes.
'If you kill my cheating husband, I will make sure to give you a handsome reward and full unquestioned ownership of his grimoire,' Stella said. 'As long as I don't have to see your wretched plebeian face ever again.' Blitzo thought for a moment like actually thought. If he killed Stolas he would get paid good and he would get full ownership of the grimoire and he wouldn't have to sell his body to that privileged ahole but, if he didn't take the job he would still have to deal with him if Stella didn't hire someone else to do the job. Although he didn't like to sell his body to Stolas, he enjoyed the aftermath of what they did. Stolas would always be so kind and loving towards him. Kissing and hugging him and cuddling him. Stolas had always given him the love he lacked in his life, and when he was hurt Stolas sent him "Get well" presents. But, by the time Stella had opened her beak to ask Blitzo if he was taking the job, he said, 'You've got yourself a deal, Ma'm.'
Stella snapped her finger and an open gun case appeared. Inside the case was a genuine carmine crafted blessing tipped rifle, the same gun Striker had. But that didn't matter now, he'd gone too far to go back. 'He will be alone tonight in his rooms from eleven to twelve,' She said, interrupting Blitzo's thoughts. 'Make sure you get it done then.' Stella then left. Well, Blitzo guessed he had to prepare to kill... Stolas.
*
That fateful night, Blitzo had perched himself on one of the rooftops facing Stolas' bedroom. He'd gotten there at eleven sharp and it was already fifteen past eleven, but where was Stolas? As soon as Blitzo asked himself, Stolas walked in. He was wearing what was normal for a demon of his status: royal regalia. His red jumper, his long flowing cape and his tall hat and crown. Stolas, as soon as he entered the room, took off his hat and cape and draped them on a clothes hook just next to the door. He left for the bathroom and five minutes later he came back. He was now wearing nothing but his crimson red robe. He walked towards the bookshelf on the wall next to the bathroom door and was looking for a book to read. He stood still so Blitzo took the opportunity and pulled the trigger. The bullet pierced through the glass window and headed for Stolas.
