Once Loona and Riot returned home they sat on the couch watching TV.
"Hey Riot, I know your not a hellhound and that your a sinner, what was your life like before this?" Loona asked turning to him
"Saying that it was hell would be a lie, Hell isn't that bad. I was abused, led to believe my deaths was my fault, I was manipulated, scarred and forced to do some questionable things. I regret them everyday. I was just a kid, didn't know what true consequences were. I stole what i was told to for fear of my life." Riot replied, "I know now I wasn't the cause for my parents deaths but I can't remember who blamed me. I dream of that moment every night the same thing every time but never gets clearer who he was."
"That's terrible, is there anything I can do to help" Loona asked concerned
" I appreciate it but I would like to leave it be, its in the past" Riot remarked
"But if you have have some closure it'll haunt you forever." Loona replied now having her hand on top his
"Maybe... but there's no lead of who he was... nothing that identifies him. It goes nowhere" Riot mumbled
"There has to be something, anything. Maybe we ask you uncle" Loona mentioned,taking her hand off his
Riots ears shot up , "no not him he'll recognize me instantly im dead remember?"
"Ill ask him then we won't know me." Loona added
" Worth a shot i guess, tell him the name Jonathan, he'll know the name." Riot replied
"Your names Jonathan?" Loona questioned
"Yeah, that's why I go by Riot..." Riot muttered
"Hey its a good name be proud of it." Loona smiled
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Haunting Past | Helluva Boss
FanfictionWaking up in Hell one day unsure of how he died, Riot, ventures into his past to discover the truth of his family's death befriending a hellhound named Loona along the way
