The Hunt for a Hellhound (Guillotine/Azazel)

[Loki]

It was time to end this. This little interrogation thing had gotten way out of hand, while Loki had expected things to get a little messy he didn't anticipate things to go as badly as they did. Just seeing what was happening made the shapeshifter worry. He didn't fear what would happen to the hellhound of course. Guillotine was a dangerous creature. He already threaten to kill him multiple times, and so long as he was left alive Loki was sure he would hunt him down. Gil knew what he looked like, hell, the bastard knew what he smelled like. That would be good enough for someone like him to track him down eventually. Logically speaking it was in Loki's best interest for Gil to die. He knew it, yet he didn't want to see it happen. He did have to admit, he didn't like the idea of having someone else's blood on his hands. He already have to live with knowing he was responsible for his friend's death long ago, having more, even if it was nothing more than scum like Gil wasn't the most satisfying thought in the world. That was bad enough on its own but it wasn't nearly as bad as what Gil's death might do to Azazel.

Azazel had become a monster. The moment he had Gil subdued Loki knew he couldn't let this continue. Gil might not be someone special to Azazel, he was far from someone special, but his demise could open a door way that Azazel wouldn't want. He owed it to the man to snap him back in the right path. And that is exactly what he did. Stepping down from his safe place Loki walked towards the two men to stop Azazel. He didn't have to do too much, he didn't try anything stupid like try to pry Azazel's hand off Gil's throat or physically get between the two. He just spoke up. His words were enough to snap Azazel out of his rage. Loki watched as Azazel's grip loosen around Gil's throat till eventually Guillotine fell back on the floor. He looked like shit but he would live. He wasn't exactly jumping for joy over that fact but it was an accomplishment. At least Azazel wasn't pissed about the interruption. The angel smiled at him, even patted him on the head and thanked him for bringing him back to his senses. The sudden touch surprised him, it actually felt kind of nice too though Loki was loath to admit it. The boy pretended to scowl at the man while a soft purr threatened to betray his true feelings (unknown to Loki). “How many times do I have to tell you not to pat me on the head? I'm not some child or house pet you can stroke on the head all the time.” the boy said, his scowl quickly turned back into a smile. “You're welcome though. I just want to help you get what you need, and for the moment that means keeping grumpy here alive.”

Loki turned his attention back on Guillotine as Azazel continued to ask him some questions, and he finally answered them. The hellhound was much more cooperative this time around. He had to hand it to the demon dog, he was smart enough to not play around this time. But how long could he keep it up? Fear was what kept the dog talking but his injuries were quite serious. Azazel might not attack him again but he still ran the risk of dying, or at the very least fainting before he could finish answering questions. Something had to be done. Loki was debating on how to handle that problem when Gil mentioned the PIDA again. It was obvious from the way he spoke of them that both Azazel and Gil knew what this PIDA was, but Loki was clueless. The more he heard the more curious he became.

“The PIDA huh? They are trying to control the supernaturals in town? That's a laugh.” the boy chuckled at the thought. “You would have to be pretty powerful or pretty stupid to try and do that. We aren't some group of beings that are easily ruled over. Just what is this group, and what is it that they do?” Loki knelt down next to Azazel as he asked Gil that question. He had to at least understand some of this conversation didn't he? “You mentioned that this PIDA group is trying to keep track on supernaturals like us right? Is it possible that they have some sort of record on the sups they know about? Could Aviela is on that list? If she is or you just don't know, is it possible for you to find it?” If Loki was going to get involved in this interrogation he might as well try to help get Azazel the information he needed. If the PIDA was in control of all the supernaturals in town then it was possible that they could have information about Aviela's whereabouts. That could be useful information. “Oh and while you give me an answer let me take a look at your injuries. Don't want you bleeding to death before I can get an answer.”

[Azazel]

Azazel stared at Loki some for a moment before petting his head once more. He had got a chance to hear that purring from the boy and chuckled some underneath his breathe. He nodded and shrugged it off as he return his action to the hound. With his wanting to hurt the dog for everything he had done to him being gone for the moment's notice.  His mind was clear and now open to what the dog was going to say with an nonchalant expression across his face. He just wanted answers to his questions and that would be all. He had his fun in torturing the dog to point that he was about to kill him. Now with that intent subsided for a bit, things would be able to run smooth for both Azazel and Gil. Azazel was getting tired and he tried to not it show as he stared down at the dog. 

With his first question being answered by the dog, Azazel took a heavy sigh as he stood up from the dog's face and tighten up his fist some. He was getting irritated that it seem like she was gone from him forever and he couldn't do anything about it. A cruel fate for a man that wanted all just to have it taken away from him in a moment's notice. He look up to the sky, looking like he staring up at heaven, gritting his teeth as he was mad at his father. How could he take the one thing that kept him whole?! Azazel let that run through his mind for a few minutes and scoff some. Redirecting his attention to the dog as he spoke about PIDA not knowing of Azazel. That kind of made the fallen angel a bit relieved but sad. Yet he didn't let it show the sadness for the dog might have wise up and try to do something about that.  "Well good, for I would hate to have to track you down once again. Putting you back into your place." Azazel said as a threat with his arms crossed against his chest, red flashes a bit from his eyes as he immensely stare down at Gil.

As the final question was answer by Gil, Azazel grabbed a fistful of the dog's hair, tugged it up some. " Watch your words sh*tty  dog, I can still hurt you while I'm in my docile attitude." Azazel let go of his hair as he look over to Loki who was helping Azazel the best way possible. Asking more questions till they understood what was going on. Gil proclaim that the city hadn't changed a bit. Yet the fallen angel saw differently and the PIDA was all over this like flies to honey. Loki was going to help the dog out some for we couldn't have him die on us. Well more on Loki than Azazel. The dog is useful to gain the information that Azazel needed and that was all he was good for. "Answer the kid, dog. C'mon out with it," Azazel commanded as he tap his foot against the ground.

[Guillotine]

With his back to the wall there wasn’t much Guillotine could do. The hellhound was beaten and cold. Now it was time for him to face the music. Running away wouldn’t be an option in this fight. His exit was blocked by the very people he wished he had killed. Alas, the hound did not follow through with his plan. At the start of this fight he used his wit to gain the upperhand. Unfortunately, his arrogant nature had surfaced and ultimately put him in this position. Guillotine’s tall frame was trembling against the cool brick wall. Apart of Gil still wanted to fight. Bits of adrenaline still lingered in his bloodstream. He would usually continue to throw fists until he was subdued, not today. He had come to realize that it would be stupid to fight back now that Azazel had finally calmed down. The last thing Gil needed right now was to be nurtured here in this dirty alley.

Swallowing hard, Guillotine continued to look at the ground. He held his pale hand against his wound, trying desperately to stop it from bleeding. The male did not want to admit it but he was scared. Azazel had become a deadly opponent. He didn’t want to die, not here. Despite his fear the hound still had the nerve to insult Azazel’s woman. It must have been his inner beast talking. Regardless, Azazel acted out in anger. He grabbed a handful of Guillotine’s jet black hair. The touch itself caused Gil to cry out. “S-Stop!” When the pain hit the beast let loose a high pitched yelp. He, himself, seemed surprised by this call. This was a major contrast to his normal deep, rugged voice. Now embarrassed and in pain the male began to growl, “Y-Y-You’re hurting m-me!”

Finally, Azazel released Guillotine. The male went back to original sitting position. He sat with his side pushed against the wall in an attempt to get as far away from his company as possible. He was growing weaker by the minute. Though, he did not want his company to know this. The hound didn’t think he could take another beating. He looked away from the two men, avoiding their stares. Gil then heard the cat speak. The shifter’s voice was utterly annoying. If Guillotine hadn’t been so weak he would have snapped at the smaller male. The shifter had begun to ask questions about the PIDA. Great, just what he needed. Gil grumbled. He didn’t intend on telling the two much, if anything at all. Guillotine was the type of guy who could make up lies on the spot. What’s to stop him from doing so now? His loyalty was to the PIDA. They were his alpha now. “I-I don’t know...” Guillotine lied. He wouldn’t tell Loki and Azazel about the Files the PIDA had on the supernaturals they tracked. “I’m only a field agent. They tell me to do something and I do it, no questions asked.” Guillotine continued to refuse eye contact while he talked In fear that they would read his expression and call him out on his bullshit.

What happened next did cause Gil to turn to look at Loki. The little shifter asked to see his wound. Usually, Gil would say piss off or give him a big fuck you but with Azazel around the hound did not want to argue. What did the cat think he could do? Guillotine wearily looked the shifter over before lowering his hand. Exposing his bloodied wound He shifted his position. Now he was leaning his back against the wall. These two had already overstayed their welcome. At this point Gil just wanted them gone. The male grumbled before weakly saying, “B-Be gentle okay, Runt?”

[Loki]

It was a little rough going but things finally started to go the way he and Azazel intended. Guillotine put up a good fight but he was just no match for the angel. He lost, he lost quickly, and he lost badly. Gil was theres. Loki didn't even have to worry about coming to Azazel's side at this point. With Gil bleeding on the floor, trying his damnest to move the hell away from his nemesis the hellhound was no threat to anyone. All that was left to do was question him. Gil was lucky that Loki was here to remind Azazel about their original plan. Things would have gone a lot differently if he hadn't. The hellhound would have a lot more to worry about than a stab wound if Loki wasn't here. All he had to do was play along and not do anything stupid. For his sake Loki hoped he was smart enough to accept his defeat and give into Azazel's demands.

Thankfully Gil had enough brains to do just that. The demon was much more complacent now that he had gotten his ass beat. When Azazel asked for more information on Aviela again he was much quicker to give a response. Unfortunately what he had to say was not the answer that Azazel wanted to hear. Gil knew nothing about the woman's whereabouts. This interrogation was hitting a dead end and Azazel knew it. Azazel was good at masking his emotions but Loki could see right through him. Gil's answer hit him hard. For a moment Loki looked away from Azazel. He knew how the man felt. The angel wasn't the only one to lose a loved one. It had only been a year since Amalia died but the old wound in his heart from losing her was still so fresh in his mind. Seeing the angel upset over his lost love just reminded him of his own loss. At least she's alive... the boy thought. As far as anyone here knew she was that is. A lot could happen in a few years, anything could have happened to that woman and they would have no clue. They certainly weren't going to find anything out now.

Loki refused to give up hope though. Gil might not know anything about Aviela but that didn't make him completely useless to them. There was a chance that he knew something, maybe he had some clue that not even he was aware of that could lead them to her. If not that than maybe they could use him to find a way to get to her. It was worth a shot, not only could he give Azazel some small peace of mind but he could save Guillotine's life as well. The shifter had to wonder if he was being incredibly stupid or insane for even considering trying to keep the hellhound alive at all. The beast was dangerous. He might look pathetic now but he was far from that when he was in his prime. The hellhound was sure to come after them if they let him live now. Maybe he would think twice about going after Azazel so soon after their fight, but there was nothing stopping the hellhound from going after him though. Out of the two of them Loki was the weakest, he had no fighting experience, and was too puny and frail in both his forms to stand up to Gil. If Guillotine came after him, and he had no where to run to he was screwed.

There was also the issue about the PIDA. This strange organization that Gil worked for was sure to come after them too. While the hellhound claimed that they didn't know about Azazel Loki knew that was only half true. The PIDA didn't know about Azazel now but they sure as shit would know once they were done with him. Gil wouldn't keep quiet about this encounter, he probably couldn't even if he wanted to thanks to his injuries. His bosses would ask questions, and he would have to either make something up or tell them the truth. What would stop him from telling them the truth? Gil had to be taken out, that was the most practical conclusion to this. Yet Loki refused to have that happen. His brain was screaming for him to just let Azazel finish him off and be done with it, but Loki's heart was against it. He had enough of dealing with death that he didn't want to take part of it, even if it meant screwing himself over in the end. So Loki did the only thing that he could do to keep Gil alive, he interrogated him further.

The questioning was doing its job, it kept Azazel from going too far with Gil, though he did have a moment where he slipped. Too bad Gil didn't know when to keep his mouth shut when Aviela was concerned. Loki watched Azazel bully Guillotine a little more before he took over the interrogation. First the boy decided to shift the focus on the PIDA. There was a lot that Loki needed to know about this group, and he was sure Azazel needed the information too. The most important piece of info they needed was how they kept track of the supernatural population. If these guys were trying to control the supernatural population in the city then they had to have some kind of record of the ones they knew about that lived here. Loki was sure that was the case, maybe through there they could find something on Aviela. But once again Gil dashed their hopes on that. He didn't know anything about their information, he tried to say he was nothing more than a field agent that was simply told what to do.

“You are a bad liar.” the boy said, “I know enough about humans to know that when enough of them get together to do something big they don't just go about it recklessly. This group is not just some small band of hunters trying to kill whatever supernatural creatures they can find off the street. They are bigger than that aren't they? If they are then they have to be organized enough to keep some kind of record on the population. And I am sure they aren't stupid enough to just send field agents to do their bidding without providing some kind of information. If they have information then there has to be a place where that is stored. All we want to know is where. I am not going to ask you to risk losing your job or worse by getting it. I don't want to start any unnecessary fights with your people, all I want is to find out where this woman is. I am sure Azazel feels the same way.” Loki glanced over at Azazel for a moment. He couldn't really speak for the angel. He was sure as hell that Azazel didn't approve of Loki's tactics but he was not going to stop. Gil was responding well to fear tactics right now but they wouldn't work forever. But maybe a more gentler approach would?

On the note of gentler tactics there was something else that Loki needed to address, and that was Gil's wound. The hellhound was trying his best to cover up the wound now while still trying to keep up the tough guy act but he was failing miserably. If nothing was done about that wound soon all of Loki's efforts to keep the hellhound's head on his shoulders would all be for nothing. Not wanting to waste any time Loki asked Gil to let him treat him. For the first time since Loki spoke the hellhound looked him in the eye. He didn't look all that grateful for the help but at least he didn't resist. Loki smiled at the beast's remark. “I can't make any promises, but I will be as gentle as I can.” With that Loki moved a little closer to the hellhound to take a look at what he had to work with. He still felt a little weary of the hellhound, but given Gil's condition and with Azazel at his back Loki wasn't too worried about any sudden attacks.

“Boy, this looks worse than I thought.” the shifter said now that he was able to get a better look at the damage. “You did a number on him Az. If I still had my old healer's kit I would try to quickly sew this up then wrap it to stop the bleeding.” Too bad for Guillotine he had thrown that kit away after Amalia died. He had only kept it around since she had always needed medical attention. After she died he didn't have a reason to keep it. If only he had known a day like this would come then he might have changed his mind. “Unless any of you guys are carrying a needle and a thread I'll just have to do a crappy bandaging job and hope that holds till an ambulance arrives.” He would have to call an ambulance as soon as this was done. Loki didn't want to panic the hellhound by saying anything, but the way things were going now he would bleed out and die. The only thing that he could do was slow the process down. There wasn't much around that he could use to on hand but he did at least have enough materials to use as makeshift bandages. He was wearing it. “Press your hand back on that for a minute.” the boy said before pulling off his hoodie to get at the shirt underneath. Loki pulled the shirt off and started to rip into it, making quick work of the fabric Loki made enough strips to cover the wound up with. With that done he went back over to Gil. “This is going to hurt a bit, so bare with it okay?” the boy said before he started to wrap his makeshift bandages over Gil's wounds as tight as he could to help stop the bleeding. “If there is anything you want to ask or say to the pup now is the time Azazel. I don't think we should keep him here like this for much longer after I'm done.”

[Azazel]

Azazel look down at Gil, closing his eyes for a moment as one of his eyes turn red as the other was normal. It was clear that the hound was starting to tee him off some. And the more he beat around the bush, the more the fallen angel was ready to throttle him once again. The dog had secrets but he wasn't talking much as he wanted him to. Azazel's search wouldn't be done as he was determined to get back with his love that satisfied his greed for things. "Tell me, Gil. Do you value your body?" Azazel asked, standing there only menacingly watching the dog's face. Studying him as he could tell his was lying to his face. He knew that the dog was stubborn but damn it was becoming nothing more than annoying. At this point, he was willing to strike at the dog. He lunge down and punch at the side of the wall by the hound's head. "Gil, P.I.D.A speak of them before I lose my temper again." Azazel blink with his eye returning back to normal as he pulled his hand back from the wall. His hand was throbbing with pain but the pain was worth it to demonstrate fear to Gil.

Azazel's eyes never stop watching the dog as Loki was going to help tend to his wound. Loki was being kinder than the angel was. Hell anyone could be kinder than the angel at this point. Azazel was going against his virtues and like Gil said earlier, he was turning into a demonic individual against his angelic side. Azazel heard some of Loki's comment about what he did. He chuckled some and lean up against the wall. " Heh, it happens when I'm pissed off like I was. This mutt deserves everything that I gave him. Shitty dog." Azazel pressed his back against the coolness of the wall. It stung a bit which made him groan some. Azazel's body was battered some from the fight earlier but he was holding his own at the moment through it all. Azazel continue to watch Loki tend to Gil's wound with his eyes never leaving the image of the male in front of him. Azazel went over to Loki who was missing his shirt now and chuckled some at his small frame. "Heh, I have nothing more to say to the mutt but only this." Azazel paused for a moment, cracking his neck from side to side. "I've bested you three times. Till next time little pup. I'll be around. And remember don't let P.I.D.A know about me or I'll kill you." Azazel said with a sing-like tone in his voice as he was kinda happy now. "Come Loki, time to head out." Azazel said as he turn to the exit and head out of the alley, breathing in the air of the city. Things would be different from this point now on.

[Guillotine]

Could this day possibly get any worse? The hellhound was downright embarrassed by the outcome of this fight. He got his ass handed to him once again by Azazel. Perhaps he was destined to lose to this man? No, that couldn’t possibly be right. He was a demon. Demons killed angels. It has been that way since the dawn of time. Just what kind of demon was Gil if he couldn't take down one angel? Cursing to himself Gil leaned back against the cool brick wall. He didn’t want this fight to end, not like this. However, the hellhound was growing weaker by the minute. Blood continued to seep from his wound like a leaky faucet, it did not stop. Little streams of crimson ran down his slouched frame and pooled beneath him. As the seconds ticked by Guillotine seemed to become less alert to his surroundings. His blood red eyes slowly changed back to their original green color. He was no longer a threat to his company. The worse Gil could do now was throw some verbal assaults. Even then, he didn’t seem to have the will to do so. Guillotine slouched against the wall while listening to Loki speak. The cat had a lot to say.

Shit Gil was really in a pickle now. Loki had called the hound out on his bullshit. Not only that but it appeared Azazel wasn’t too keen on believing Gil either. This shifter was a lot smarter than he looked. Whether it be from reading Gil’s body language, or just using his head, Loki was able to figure out Guillotine was telling a lie. Well, there wasn’t much else Gil could do to convince these guys that his previous statement was right. They had him by the balls.

What happened next nearly made Gil piss his pants. Looking up for a brief moment the hellhound caught sight of Azazel rushing towards him. In his weakened state Gil didn’t have the energy to react quick enough. His movements were sluggish. As a fist flew towards him all the hound could do was grit his teeth and prepare for pain. Fortunately, that attack never came. Guillotine shakily looked to his side to see a fist planted firmly into the wall. Azazel was trying to threaten Guillotine, not kill him. Gil did not look Azazel in the eye when the male told him to talk. The angel was quite demanding. It was time to tell the truth. Guillotine attempted to reposition himself, but failed to do so. The male gritted his teeth. That wound of his really began to sting. Oh well, he’d have to grin and bare it for now. Guillotine would try to tell his company about the PIDA. He wouldn’t go into detail. He was going to give them some ideas.

“T-They only seem to keep track of the trouble makers.” Gil began, he winced in pain before continuing. ” I-I D-Don’t know if they have files on all the supernaturals in the city. “ The beast then took in a deep breath. The stress of all this interrogating was beginning to get to him. Guillotine needed a smoke. Even at a time like this the male’s addiction was getting the better of him. He shakily reached for his pocket. “U-Unless Avela was out killing humans, or exposing herself to the public, I-I doubt they would have a file on h-her.” Guillotine didn't have time to reach for his cigarette before he started feeling sick at his stomach. The pain was growing worse as time went by. Gil’s face had began to turn paler than usual since the start of his conversation.

Before Gil could say something about his condition Loki had stepped in to help him. Guillotine couldn’t quite believe his eyes. The little shifter was going to lend a helpful paw. Even after Gil threatened to kill him the man was willing to assist him. Just what had possessed Loki to save his soon to be killer? Could Gil really kill this little guy after all of this was said and done? Guillotine silently thought about this.

Without so much as a growl the hound listened to Loki’s instructions. The male held his wound while the shifter took off his shirt. For a moment Gil was confused. Why was he taking his shirt off? Soon enough Gil found out why. The little man was using his own clothing to stop the bleeding. Well, that was interesting. When Loki warned the hound that it might hurt Gil gave him a weak nod. Man, was the shifter right. It took everything Gil had not to yelled profanities at Loki while the male tried to bandage his wound. Lucky for the shifter he didn’t get bit. Gil gritted his teeth as Loki tightened the cloth around him. The hellhound then looked away, embarrassed, before saying, “T-Thanks…”

Even with Gil down and out Azazel continued to tease the hellhound. His words seemed to stick in the beast’s mind. He didn't dare to fight back. Surly, Azazel wouldn't hesitate to hit him if he had. Guillotine wasn’t to happy with the situation. However, it could have been a lot worse. Loki could not have been here and Gil would have been beaten to death. Guillotine needed to get stronger if he ever wished to defend himself. Hell, if Azazel ever found out about Akeelah Gil was sure he would go after her and his pup. The male needed to get stronger, not just for himself, but for them too. I will not fall by your hand again. You will be the one begging for mercy when I get stronger, Azazel. Guillotine thought to himself. He was thinking about revenge even when he was staring death in the face. Suppose some things never change? Guillotine wasn’t about to let this man slide. Sooner or later their paths would cross again and Gil wanted to make sure he would come out on top.

A low growl streamed from Gil’s lips. He was starting to feel sick again. His vision was growing blurry. The male swayed from side to side. He was slowly slipping into unconsciousness, though he was trying his best to fight it. Looking up at Loki the beast gave him a light smirk. “D-Don’t forget y-you st-ill owe me a-a s-steak….” Gil barked as he slowly laid down onto the cool, blood soaked ground. His breathing was growing shallow. “I w-w-want to lay here f-for a minute…”

[Loki]

He was lying, Loki could see it. It didn't take a genius to tell that Guillotine was lying about his total ignorance about the organization that he was working for. Loki was a sharp kid, he was smart enough and had a decent amount of intuition to pick up on when someone was lying. He didn't even need to read Gil's body language to tell that he was lying through his teeth, all he needed was common sense. How could an organized group not have records of the very people they were supposedly keeping their eye on. There had to be something, there was no way that there wasn't. Even if the hellhound was nothing more than a lap dog, just doing whatever his superiors told him even he had to know that. There was chance that Gil knew more than he was letting on, so Loki zeroed into that. He was surprisingly gentle with the hellhound when he called him out even he was surprised on how nice he was being to the demon. This was the guy who not too long ago wanted to devour him, and probably still would if he survived this.

While Loki definitely didn't want the hellhound dead that didn't mean he was willing to be nice to him. Saving a life and trying to be all buddy buddy with the enemy were two totally different things. Perhaps it was just the situation that made him do it? Gil did look rather pathetic right now, he was pressed up against a wall, clutching his bleeding wound, while huddling as far as physically possible from Azazel. He was hurt and scared. It was hard to feel intimidated by his presence now, and it was definitely hard to not feel sorry for him. Loki knew what it was like to be scared for his life and seeing Gil like this reminded him of that moment. The only difference between them was that he hadn't been alone.

Loki felt bad for the hellhound, but he was the only one that did. Azazel hated the hellhound too much to ever feel pity for the creature. When Loki called Gil out on his lies that only managed to piss the angel off again. Loki flinched when he saw Azazel punch the wall behind Gil. Note to self, do NOT get on Az's bad side Loki's new friend had quite a temper. He noticed it the first time they met when the man had been glaring death in his face, but seeing how he was like now only forced that fact back in his face. It should have scared him then, but Loki felt more worried over Azazel than anything else. Could what Guillotine had mentioned before be true? Could Azazel be turning into a demon? Was that even possible? Loki didn't know, and he sure as hell didn't want to find out. He would stop that from happening somehow. But that was a problem to deal with another day. There was a more pressing matter to deal with first.

After Azazel's little display of power Guillotine was a little more honest this time around. He still didn't seem to have anything helpful to say but at least it was somewhat useful information. The group the hellhound worked for did keep some kind of record on the supernaturals in the city like he had thought, but it wasn't the kind of list that he had hoped for. It MIGHT not... he corrected himself. Gil only said that they only seemed to keep track of those they thought might be trouble. He wasn't sure on how much they knew, there was still a chance that Aviela's information could be there, especially if she was what they considered touble. That much Loki didn't know. He had never met Aviela or even heard about her before today. He didn't know if she was the kind of person to cause trouble, he would have to ask Azazel about that after they were done to be sure. There was still a chance that they might need to find a way to get that information out of the PIDA. If they had reasonable belief that there was then they would have to start making plans on how to get it.

That again was an issue for another time. Right now Loki had to focus on keeping the hellhound alive. As crazy as it was to help out the male that was likely to try to kill him later, Loki was intent of saving Gil's life. If he wanted to do that he would have to work fast. Gil had been bleeding out a lot during this whole ordeal at a rapid pace. If he wanted the hellhound to live he had to work fast. With his questions answered Loki turned his attention on treating Gil's wounds. There really wasn't much that he could do. Loki was no healer, he hadn't been born and raised in that kind of family to call himself one, he had only gotten some training when he was younger, just enough to help Amalia whenever she took a turn for the worse. It wasn't much but it was something. But it wouldn't do much good here. To do the best job he needed tools, and that was something he was lacking. The best he could hope to do was bandage the hellhound up and get him professional help before he and Azazel left. Even then he didn't have any bandages, so he had to make do with his own clothes. Silence fell as the shifter fashioned crude bandages from the remnants of his shirt. Loki was too focused on the task at hand to notice the two men watching him, or how cold it was now that he was bare chested. He only bothered to break the silence once he started wrapping Gil up. He gave Azazel the opportunity to get something more useful out of the hellhound, or at the very least end this. In the end Azazel chose to finish the interrogation. The angel gave Gil one more threat and a warning before telling Loki to get ready to go.

“Alright, give me a minute and I will be right there.” the boy replied before Azazel left. By the time Azazel started to head back into the street Loki finished bandaging Gil. “There, that should hold for now.” The boy said to the hellhound. Just then the demon said something surprising...he thanked him. Loki could hardly believe what he was hearing. Though he was technically doing the hellhound a favor he didn't expect the beast to say anything remotely nice to him. It was strange to hear. Maybe all the blood loss was getting to him? Gil's next words made the boy chuckle, yeah he was definitely going loopy. “If you don't kill me the next time we met I will.” the boy said, giving the hellhound small sad smile as the creature slowly slipped into unconsciousness. He knew that it was nothing more than a lie. The next time they met Loki was good as dead. That he knew for certain. The only way to change that would be to let Gil die. There was still that chance, all he needed to do was walk away and it would all be over. But he wouldn't. The moment that the hellhound closed his eyes he pulled out his cell and dialled 911. He gave the woman on the other line all the information she needed before hanging up, grabbing his hoodie and putting it back on as he made his way out of the alley and back to Azazel. Silently hoping he and Guillotine would never cross paths again.