Helluva Boss: ''Helluva Human Kid''

Ch.67 - (HELLUVA SHORT) Breaking News: Striker Joins the Band

Agent One then approached him with distrust at first, but then took Stella's word for it that he could be trusted to now help them out with their combined cause. "Allow us to introduce ourselves, Mr... Stoker?"

"Striker." he flatly replied. "And don't you ever forget that, partner."

"Noted." Agent Two shook his hand, while One just pouted. "Hey! I was getting to that!"

"Were ya?" laughed Striker.

"Alright, let's get along for now so that we can do it later." Stella said. "For now, I want to give you the grand tour of the place."

"Grand ole tour?" Striker tilted his head in confusion, looking around the interrogation room he was in. "Doesn't everything here look precisely like this?"

"Not everything." Collin said in a shy voice, as the rest of the Cherubs smirked evilly for him.

The entire bad guy gang took the elevator all the way underground, like beyond the building below, and Striker looked curiously at the Cherubs. It was like the first time he ever met angels in the flesh.

"You know, little lambs." he spoke to them. "I used to own a hellhound as a pet once."

"Y-Y-You did?" Collin asked. "You did?" inquired Keenie more confidently.

"Yeah. Believe it or not, they can be as sweet as y'all's Earth dogs." he continued speaking. "But they'd still rip sheep apart if they weren't cooperative."

Hearing that made Keenie and Cletus shocked, while Collin just fainted.

"Now I know why God created shepherds." Cletus shivered anxiously.

Soon, the elevator stopped, to reveal an even bigger underground bunker that looked more like a government facility, with trooper-like priests with Holy cross guns marching in the ditch below.

"You see Mr. Striker, we've known these four demons in particular for a while too." Agent One began explaining. "In more ways, than one!"

"We've become more prepared since they attacked us the first time." Agent Two continued. "So with this second chance they foolishly gave us, just as our sole proprietor the government, we've used the fundings we were given to make this! The perfect way to enclosure those demons for a better tomorrow, for both Stella, the angel fellas, and us. And now, a bright future is in store for you too."

"Well in that case," Striker then turned to one of the priests and extended his sharp hand in friendship. "Friends?"

An awkward silence.

"Uhh, no. Am I right?" chuckled Striker nervously. "Or no, 'not yet', at least. Right?"

One of the priests shrugged, with the sound Bob from Beetlejuice 2 makes, before marching on with his platoon of combat priests.

"Now if you'll see here, this is the portal we're using to bring that future to us, before they can bring us to them!" Agent One pointed to their inter-dimensional portal. The one they used to send the Cherubs through during the last Full Moon with Blitzø and Stolas.

"And once we find a way to add the ingredients in good old Charlie over here," Agent Two grabbed a full bag of cocaine in her hands, and sniffed it for a milli-second. "It'll allow us to do just that."

Striker may not have known exactly what he was working with yet, but he was liking it.

Finally, the Agents brought him to the last room at the far back, which included their signature super suits. Almost like the jumpsuits you'd see the Incredibles or Venom from Spiderman 3 wear. Two for the demons and three for the angels.

"Striker, I welcome you, to our group." said Stella. "I call it, 'BANNED!'"

A few seconds of considering by looking at the costumes and all the work the Agents of DHORKS have put in, and he was interested. He was now a member of their squad.

"So!" he slapped his right knee with his tail, showing a grim look on his face. "Where do we get started?"

See y'all in the next chapter.