Blitzo was at the helm: his mind restless as ever, the night was long and dark. all he could think about were those burning eyes searing right through him. he grips the helm tightly gnashing his teeth together. Why did Striker have to make it so damn difficult. God fucking damnit! Blitzo growls. knowing what was to come next. Esscort duties were never the highlight of his day. and the commander of the Ares Goeita was the worse. but it was better than a life sentence of being some pricks bedwarmer.
Commander Prince Stolas of the Ares Goeita general of over sixty six legions of hells army. A kooky man with a love for gardening. and navigating through the nine seas using the stars as his compass The Princely vagrant of the nine seas, Named after the rings of hell. The owl prince was smitten by the bombastic devil. Whose past is still hunting him down.
Blitzo always seemed to be on the run from something. A dauntless past which keeps hunting him down. Chasing him through the many oceans of hell. The first time he eluded them was but a boy eight maybe ten years old. He had crept aboard the dreaded pirate ship Loo-Loo-land along with his best friend and older twin sister. The Vessel was captained by the overlord of Greed. Mammon. The tall jester had the energy of a little kid. but behind those wide smiles lurked a darkness within. When Fizzorolli and Blitzo couldn't pay their way, Fizz talked Blitz into selling his sister to Lord Mammon for safe passage. The acidic green seas of greed churned beneath the bow of the ship. With Fizzorolli by his side, and a crew of Robo-Fizzes to entertain. Blitz and Fizz were ensnared into the limelight. While his sister became a serving wench.
Fizzorolli gave Mammon everything, his one and only request was to keep his Harlequin. Blitzo never knew the things Fizz went through to keep him safe. and the jester wanted it that way. their was a possessiveness to the clown that went unnoticed for years.
Verosika Mayday was gifted with a sirens call, she could lure any sailor to his death. A pirate Queen who governs over The Goddess Ares was onboard the illustrious Loo-Loo-Land her influence stretched over the sugary pink tides of Lust. It was Blitzo's own magnetic personalty that drew the succubus to him.
After a show Blitzo was standing guard at Verosika's dressing room door when Fizz corners him, the imp drags him around the corner and slams Blitzo into the wall. His eyes were zeroing in on his neck. his eyes narrowing on a love bite peaking over Blitzo's black and white costume. "Where is the costume I gave you!" the clown snaps. his eyes churning with jealousy.
"How long have we known each-other Blitzo?" the Jester growls. "You trust me right?, after all what is Castello with his Abbot?. You need to let her go, she isn't good for you" Fizz went on as Blitzo bit his lip.
"You don't know that Fizz!" Blitzo countered Every girl, guy and everything in between that looks interested in me you chase away.
"Why is that Fizz?" Blitzo asks.
"Why can't Verosika be different?, don't I deserve some happiness?. The limelight has faded its not what it used to be, I'm leaving with Verosika in the morning, she promised me a gig as her bodyguard.
"Cause Stupid! she'll suck the life right out of you, like one of those poor sailors she lures to their deaths, you'll wind up another notch in her bedpost! Fizz snaps. And, as if you've forgotten your promise to me!, you promised yourself that when we got older-" Fizz grips Blitzo by the lapels of his jacket.
"Fizz we were children back then, I didn't think you were serious" replies Blitzo. Fizz buries his face into Blitzo's neck his teeth scraping along Blitzo's collarbone. "Mammon tricked us Fizz" Blitzo says gasping.
"When I went looking for Barbie she was- he swallows thickly as Fizz wedges a knee between his legs.
"I know BlitzO, I know everything about you and your sister, She's gone my Harlequin no one will ever be allowed to touch you so long as I am near.
"Fizz your freezing, your skin feels like metal" Blitzo complained while eyeing Verosika's dressing room door.
"If you refuse me BlitzO, I'll make staying aboard Mammon's vessel a living nightmare for you" the jester growls greedily.
"You just wait a cum-sucking minute! Verosika hisses slamming open the door and snapping Blitzo out of his lust induced haze. The Harlequin shakes his head as Verosika continued on. "I'm taking that Harlequin with me when I go, you porno reject! Besides, I've already bought and paid for him, Mammon even through in some horse felt plushies... along with his signed release forms.
Fizzorolli eyes darken, "That double-crossing heathen! he seethes slamming Blitzo into the wall. "Your not going anywhere he growls. A large muscular hell-hound, with a scar running across his chest taps the clown on the shoulder. "you don't have much of a say in the matter little fella. Fizzorolli let Blitzo go his eyes burning with the fury of a devil. Mammon would pay for this he thought. As the Hell-hound dusted Blitzo off.
"Name's Sage Merrow it's nice to meet ya, little clown- I'll be showing ya the ropes" he tells Blitzo.
Fizzorolli knew his days aboard Loo-Loo-Land were numbered his Harlequin wouldn't be here to keep him entertained. The Lewd clown would break away finding a new Overlord he could smother with his obnoxious ways. Then, when BlitzO least expects it, he'd return to re claim his wayward Harlequin.
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