Angels From Helvete ?

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Vinnie dozed off from deplete in the back seat of her father's truck. She could feel the car making sudden stops along the way to her aunt's house. Yet she remained completely relaxed, and fully unaware of the outside world. She could feel her conscious slipping slowly into the deep abyss. She couldn't stop herself from rolling down to rock bottom. At one point, she thought they had went back home, maybe they did to check up on Gabby.

At the "final" stop, her father opened the backseat door and chucked an overnight bag onto the floor of the car beside her.

An overnight bag to last a couple weeks?
Can't wait to see what they've packed for me.

Vinnie had the strength to sit up as they began driving off again. She searched through the bag to see some clothes, her toothbrush, and even her sketch book including the pens and pencils. She sighed roughly, and thought she could pass the time by drawing. Both her parents kept their mouths shut the entire hour ride there, but Vinnie sat in her own world sketching her sorrows onto paper. So she was okay.

The clock sped up quickly and they had arrived. Vinnie hasn't seen her Aunt Jenny in a couple years, but from what she remembers she was the same as her mother. They are sisters after all. They pull into the driveway of a large and fancy house. Her father helped "assist" Vinnie out of the car by helping her carry a few things for her stay. She felt the ground of the Earth once again and knew this wasn't going to be good.

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"So?! What the fuck do you plan to do with a license plate?" Euronymous continued.

Necro slapped his forehead, "I wrote it down here on this slip. I've got friends in high places, they can pull up the license plate number and even her address. Sure, I'll have to cash in a few favors in return, but it'll be worth it. We can go get her."

"So we can get her into more trouble?"

"Why are you just giving up on her?"

Hellhammer nods, "It might just be better if she stays away from us anyway. Right now we should be putting more focus into the band."

"I agree with Jan." Euronymous shrugs.

"No you don't. Stop trying to be the fucking cool guy and be the good guy!" Necro argues.

"I think we should do what Necro is saying. You saw the way she was looking at you guys. Her face was screaming for help. She doesn't look like she's in good hands," A customer adds.

Dead pauses the commotion by walking up to Euronymous. He leans in closely, "She needs us," He whispers, "I know we aren't supposed to be doing this for a girl, but I think we should put her before the band. We need to go help her."

Euronymous examines the floor with his hands shoved in his pockets in thought. With him, all he ever really cared about was the band. His number one priority most of the time was finding gigs and making sure they would practice their songs enough. But in this situation, he finally cared about something else almost as much as the band, and he had to choose between them.
For now at least.

The band is forever, but she's once in a lifetime..

"Necro," Euronymous jerks his head up, "Call those friends of yours. Looks like we'll be the ones making an entrance."

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Vinnie's shoes clicked against the marble flooring near the front door as they walk inside. She was greeted by a small pug. Sniffing and barking all over the place. Her father still keeping his grip against her shoulder.