-Gangle-
Ribbons constricted around a head.
"P-PLEASE WAIT! W-WE CAN TALK ABOUT THIS! HOW A-"
CRUSH
SPLAT
"How revolting....", wiping the blood off my ribbon/hand with a wet towel, I sat down over the now dead mob boss's desk, reviewing the documents that were spread over the table.
'Drugs, Weapons and Alcohol.....well, fitting I suppose.', smirking at the document that revealed a goldmine of resources that were being shipped to an abandoned warehouse. She ripped it up and stood up, crossing her arms behind her back and looked out the window.
'It's been a month since I've landed in this infernal hellhole, this warehouse could be an opportunity to finally get a small standing here.', musing over her options, she looked over the entirety of Pentagram City.
Grabbing that Sinner back then was the right choice, now she knew a lot more of Hell and it's inner workings. There was Lucifer, the King of Hell, the one at the very top of the food chain. Lilith, the Queen of Hell, the one who fell with Lucifer. The other Six Deadly Sins, the Ars Goetia, Overlords, etc.
From the information gathered, it seemed like the highest position she could acquire as a Sinner was the position of an Overlord of Hell. Not very high up in the hierarchy, but more than enough to command respect in the Pride Ring.
'And to do this, I need the souls of these sinners. Forcing them to hand over their souls would take a lot of time, some of these sinners need more than just mere intimidation.', the sad side of her mask frowning deeper, she pondered the ways she could go about obtaining more of these souls without having to scare the shit out of them all the time.
She shook her head, shelving the thoughts at the back of her mind. Priority number one is to gain a small position of power first, going straight to being an Overlord would be far too ambitious.
Stepping over the corpse of the mob boss, she paused as she heard heavy breathing right outside the office.
Deadpanning at the very obvious ambush, she immediately multiplied the amount of ribbons in her arm, making it grow to a massive size.
Sharpening the fingertips, she casually shot the arm forward.
CRASH
The sinner couldn't even scream before he was crushed into paste, alongside the now broken wall.
'Cocky shits, didn't I say no one was to interrupt us?', coldly looking over the rest of the shivering little shits, I slowly made my way to the biggest one in the room outside, staring into his eyes as I came closer and closer towards the terrified Shark Sinner.
"Were my words unclear earlier? Or do you simply have trouble listening?", the shark sinner whimpered, shakily trying to form an answer before a voice from behind tried to cut in.
"W-We we-"
SPLAT
Without breaking eye contact, a massive hand turned the sinner behind her into a stain on the wall.
"Did I permit you to speak?", tracing the now bloodied, but normal sized finger against the shark sinner's face, I continued to stare into his eyes.
All of the sinners practically twisted their necks trying to shake their heads. While the shark sinner was trying to phase through the floor with how much he was shaking.
"I should end your pathetic existence right now for this little stunt, but you would simply just respawn again, right?", unwrapping a part of my left arm, I pulled out a small dagger of steel so blindingly white, it almost looked....angelic.
Placing my quickly enlarging right hand on his head, I lifted him off the floor as I applied some force into my grip. Watching in disgust at the yellowish stain forming in his pants, his muffled cries of pain echoing off the walls.
"Here's the deal, I know you bunch of freaks haven't sold off your souls just yet. Must've felt so good after finally gaining a bit of influence in Hell no?", Tilting my mask a little as I increased the strength of my grip.
"It only took me an hour to come in and destroy what little you had built up. It would be funny if it wasn't sopathetic.", shaking my head in disappointment, I let go of the shark demon, making him drop to the floor on his knees, desperately trying to breathe.
Ribbons shot out of my back as they wrapped around the throats of all the sinners within the room, applying enough force to slowly suffocate them.
"So instead of dying a meaningless waste of air, I'm offering you an alterative. Give me your souls, and I'll let all of you go. Generous, no?", I pointed the tip of the dagger at the shark sinner's throat as I held out my right hand for a handshake, an unholy aura of blood red emanating from the hand.
And thus, another batch of souls were acquired.
-A while later-
'Now with that done, I think it's time to have lunch.', walking along the sidewalk, I patted down my black suit.
Skipping over a very mangled body of a sinner, I hummed a small tune as I walked to a nearby diner. Through these couple of weeks, I've learned to crush my empathy towards the people of Hell. In a place like this, it's either kill or be killed, and in the worst cases, a slave to another.
Thus she settled herself into a little routine. Wake up, eat breakfast, force some sinners to give up their souls, have lunch, go over her plans for the coming days, eat dinner and finally go to bed.
'What was it those kids said again? The grind never stops?', half her face smiling in amusement at the thought, she walked into the diner and sat down, going over her options for today.
And while the waitress was waiting for her order, the other side of the diner exploded, rubble unfortunately crushing some poor guy enjoying his meal.
"I think I'll have a number 5, a cup of tea and a number 11 too.", smiling at the now empty space where the waitress was, I blinked in confusion at her disappearance.
'Huh, what strange customer service.', I looked at the very obvious shivering tail of the waitress underneath a table to the right and sighed.
Standing up, I heard a distant cackle of mad laughter up in the air as I stared at the strange looking blimp a few blocks down through the hole of the diner. My eye twitching in annoyance, I grew my right hand to a monstrous size as I shot it out into the air.
Straight in the direction of the strange blimp, and were those pink explosions?
Once I felt that my hand had a good grip around the blimp, I crushed it. And with that, the blimp exploded, shooting out some weird egg looking things and a....snake sinner with a top hat?
Ignoring their screams while they flew to the other side of the pentagram, I sat back down, looking to the now wide eyed waitress, I gave her my best smile.
"So miss, may I order now?"