ʜᴇʟʟ ɪs ᴇᴍᴘᴛʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟs ᴀʀᴇ ʜᴇʀᴇ.

- sʜᴀᴋᴇsᴘᴇᴀʀᴇ

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Staring weary at the gnome boy smoking up a storm just feet away from him, the eager demon limps forward dangling his limbs. He licks his lips, and numbley bites his lower one. Then he breaks his bored look, and giggles. A sly smile creeps up.

"You're character is so noble I feel so safe! Stellar!", Bill cries building up his chuckle to a loud cackle while he flies his arms in the air.

"Hey! Encore! Encore!", he whispers to the gnome as he tip toes away.

Then suddenly he bumps into something hard. Bill frowns, and turns around to face the stone made object, "Hey what gives. . . ."

The demon's voice trails on as his gaze slowly wonders up. He then meets the sudden towering man's stare. Subconsciously he cautiously steps back, and stares in surprise. A bit of fear glints off his eyes.

The giant man with buffed up muscles wearing a dark eyepatch over his covered right eye, smirks at Bill. The demon receives a back hand to the face so powerful it flies him feet back. Bill collapses on the ground with a hard cough escaping his dried lips. His vision swings side to side. Dancing green dots pop up surrounded by darkness. The dizziness washes off in seconds. Bill blinks a couple of times, and places gently his palm on his throbbing cheek. He let's out a shaky sigh. Crap. . . .

"Well. . . . hello there to you too . . . . general.", Bill takes his wrist, and cracks it while he lays.

"Good evening Bill Cipher.", General Iron greets taking a step towards the demon.

Bill raises his hand indicating him to stop. He faces the once black sky now holy white. It's already evening? General Iron ambles his way to the hirt demon, hands tied professionally behind. His voice mellow, "I'm glad to reunite with you again. It's been so long, three years?"

"Y-Yeah yeah. . . .", Bill swallows the lump forming in his throat, "Yadda yadda~ Come to arrest me?"

Iron halts in front of him. Bill smiles, "How do you like my token?"

Iron claps his hand gently over his eyepatch, "It's a warming generous gift.", he answers showing no emotion. The reaction didn't matter to Bill, he liked it that way.

"Heh. . . . and how's your liver?", the demon's stomach tickles. He tries not to burst out in laughter. It's fun!

Iron removes his hand from his eye to his six-pack belly and taps it, "Patched"

"No gratitude?", Bill lifts his hand in the air as if reaching for the sky's light. His golden left eye twitches barely open.

General Iron clicks his tounge, "Shut it. You've been apprehended and will be now transferred along with your field trip buddies to Time Baby." He goes around to face the demon upside down, and leans.

Bill shakes his head, his forehead sweaty, I can't go back, he sighs. He slowly raises his head back to see the man at the mention of ' field trip buddies ', "All contraire my general~ I didn't know they were my ' field trip buddies ' as you state."

The demon forces his back to bend forward despite the protest of his muscles, and groans of his bones, "Can you elaborate?"

He leans his body forward and sweeps his noodle legs around. He proceeds to get on his knees struggling to lift both feet. He lays his palms on the cold earth, and glances at the pale boy feet away who hugs his golden crown with a questioning face. The blue eyed boy observes the officers around. Bill does the same, and looks at Branches whose body has smoke trailing from his back. The gnome slowly raises his head caring a scowl.

"Are you sure you three don't think of yourselfs as friends ?",the general snarls as he overlooks the three boys.

The trick stare at the man. Bill looks at both boys. Branches lays on the ground, his cheek squished against the earth. He only stares at the general with heavy eyes, and smoke still rising from his back. Meanwhile the pale boy shakes his head frightened. His nose twitches at the sight around them. The men still had their guns pointed at each one of them. Bill goes with the pale boy and hangs his head down the shakes his head. He looks up and chuckles mettibg the general's one eye.

"Isn't this wild? You three don't have a clue do you? Well let me explain something that is bound to earn a reaction from at least two of you.", Iron yanks Bill's hair back. The demon caught off guard only has time to put up his hands on the general's grip before he hits his back again againts the earth. He grunts as the general squints down to Bill's level.

"Did you eat salmon before you crashed the life of the party here general?", Bill smirks. He tries to tug off the man's grip.

"You Bill Cipher ' The Demon With One Eye' ; is being captured right now, and charged with many numerous accusations againts Time Baby, and the multiverse. The charges are proved all true, thought I have to say I'm not surprised. It's obvious right?You are to blame for the enslavement of millions, and the killing of thousands whom you use to decorate your home. The throne of ' Human Agony ' you sit on is proof enough. You are reported to have made dozens of worlds collapse, and the biggest case known throughout your whole ordeal is the assasination of our lord Time Baby."

The general releases his grip, and dust his shoulder rid of any dirt or pebble specs. Bill smirks, "I'm flattered that you know all of that information. Are you a stalker?"

Iron bobs his head to the side 'quing some officers to from the outer circle to split off the rest. Six exact soldiers retreat, and split into two groups. They huddle beside the blond boy, and Branches. Bill looks back at Iron. The demon carrying a bemused expression. The soldiers haul both boys up in their frozen or weak form. They click on neon green glowing handcuffs on their wrists. The silver on them glinting slightly curved from the light. Bill slowly rises up. Iron turns to the boy below him.

"Now. . . .", Iron, harshly without warning, kicks Bill in the stomach.

"Agh!",Bill let's out a painful cry. He falls back. Everything spinning to him. His throat inflames. The color green surpasses him. He forces the large bulge in his esophagus down. A sweaty drop rolls down the side of his temple. The taste is expired sour lemon!

"Moving on.", Iron slams his leg on Bill's chest. The demon tries to pry off the heavy foot blocking his air waves. The heat radiates from the enormous spotlight above. Panic flows.

"Who the hell do you think you are?!", Bill gasps still trying to take off the boot, "You dazed deranged ornament of stupidity! Fight me!"

The men drag forth Branches, and blonde. They hold them up easily as if they were dolls. Iron waves them. He points at the blonde. The men haul him inches away from the general. The terrified teen tries to dig his barefeet in the dirt. Iron smiles kindly leaning slightly, and pats the boy's precious head.

"You must be Finn. I've gathered very interesting research about you though only minimal information is transferred to us. OOO is frozen solid. Everyone wonders how in the time stream did a planet dormant to future technology, and ignorant to evolve become a literal ice cube. You might be the core of it. No, you are. Ice Finn; ' The Cold Hearted King '. You lack self control and dare I speak are a clumsy liar. But when your crown is gone who knew it would be your downfall~! Honestly we just guessed. See, you're charges are anything, but the natural. You froze OOO, everyone you loved, and crystalized frozen worlds beyond recognition."

"This amateur clown did that? Wow! How boring ~ You should've made them miny ice cubes, drop some in a coke contained in a plastic bottle along with mint. Makes air fresher. Shake them hips! Them watch your creation explode!", Bill laughs wheezing after delivering a recipe for disaster to ' Finn '.

Fffff. . . .in?

Town in?

Ey boys we got in?

Oh the holy spins~?

There was once a boy in a bucket whose feet were reverse-- Ah you get the idea. Wait, Fff-pppfff-iiinnn?

Iron slams his boot hard on Bill's stomach again making the demon gasp for air. The general returns to his harsh gaze. His black iris reflects the now horrified child. Finn flinches as Iron's eye settles on him. A merciless fist is drived into the blonde's chest.

"Gah!"

"Get the crown, under his hood." Iron commands.

At the mention of the crown, driven by panic, Finn struggles to remove the shackles binding him. He shouts, kicks, and squirms the closer the soldier received his order to take his precious pill reaches to his pocket," N-No! N-No! Not my c-crown! Get a-away! Get awa-away from me y-you dogs!"

He arcs back like a child desperate to get his candy after his mother said no. The officers holding him throw him firmly down. The soldier reaches again. Finn stretched his legs, kicking the officer in the face with his barefeet. The officer places his palm over the area the swift pain was inflicted under his chin then smoothly slips out a small green glowing gun.

"Nice and easy kiddo.", Iron teases. The corners of his lips pulling up.

Bill can't help, but release a giggle. His strength fails him again when right after the general stomps his foot on Bill's face. The demon is late to act as the heavy black boot steps harshly on the side of his cheek turning him to see Branches. Bill's hands are attached to the general's combat boot.

"Meanwhile they're finishing the job, next." Iron quickly refers to Finn and his soldiers then turns to the weak gnome who just hangs by his shoulders by two officers. The third one is stuck in his position.

"Beast Wirt; the ' Lantern Barrer ', formally declared by your subjects as the Prince of the Unknown. That title is misleading, but I'll give them credit since it's all too real now that I get to see it before my eyes. In fact not a single soul doesn't know ' your ' name. Excuse outsiders. I'm a big fan of The Beast's work. One of his spawns turning into a rebel--"

"Do. . . . not address me as his. . . . I'm not his spawn. . . .", Wirt whispers glaring death itself into the general's burning eye.

"-- controlling pools of darkness and polluting other worlds with it slyly, but successfully is a marvelous job. I'll give you credit for it boy.", Iron ignores the gnome's request.

"Pwahahahahaha~! Finn?! Wirt?! What the hell kind of names are those?!!", Bill roars with laughter.

The general frowns and adds pressure againts the demon's head. The demon surely has enough energy given his beat up state.

Finn continues struggling. His persistent kicking, and wiggling mess proved to be efficent. The guards kept their distance except the one pointing the gun. That one is pissed. He kept pointing the gun at the moving oaf!

General Iron rolls his eyes, and fixes his collar, "Ugh, will you just shoot him already."

"Ah, and take this one's lamp.", he smiles decently bowing his head in Wirt's direction.

The reasonable remaining guards at the gnome's sides nod. The third guard digs his hands into the tall boy's cloak. Wirt desperately wiggles, his eyes depicting as if he just woke up. He tries to fight off the dreadful wave of exhaustion. Meanwhile the guards at Finn's side tackle him in a locking position. The soldier locks his aim at the Ice Prince.

"Haul them up to the ship.", Iron waves. He tips a signal to the circle. Every guard continues to point their weapon at the trio.

Bill's enchanted golden eyes light up at the mention of ship. His hands start to bawl up. He slams them on the general's boot. He continues to do so until his muscles eventually gave out. The general puts so much pressure on his foot that the demon can't even sense his own drool.

"Damn you. . . .PineTree. . . .", he curses.

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Edited On: September 2nd, 2019
Words: 2085

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-S. F