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Blitzø beats up the “Better than Blitzo” guy for stealing Stolas.

The Jealous Rampage (Apology Tour Alternate Scene)

The air was thick with tension as Blitzø stepped into the lavish ballroom of 666 South Maple Avenue, the epicenter of the notorious "Anti-Blitzo" party. His mismatched eyes scanned the room, filled with the smug faces of those who dared to challenge his reputation and mock his very existence.

But Blitzø was not here to play their games. No, he had one singular purpose: to find the man who had stolen the affections of the one person he cared for above all else – Stolas.

As he navigated the crowd, Blitzø's gaze settled on the charismatic, handsome figure of the "Better than Blitzo" guy, the very same individual who had the audacity to lock lips with Stolas. A surge of jealousy and rage consumed Blitzø, and without a moment's hesitation, he charged towards his target.

"YOU!" Blitzø bellowed, his voice cutting through the din of the party. "HOW FUCKING DARE YOU TOUCH WHAT’S MINE!"

The "Better than Blitzo" guy, caught off guard, barely had time to react before Blitzø's fist collided with his face. The impact sent him reeling, and the surrounding guests erupted in a chorus of gasps and murmurs.

"Blitzø, what the hell are you doing?!" came a familiar voice, and Blitzø turned to see Verosika Mayday pushing her way through the crowd, her eyes ablaze with anger.

"STAY THE FUCK OUT OF THIS, VEROSIKA!" Blitzø growled, his attention fixed on the cowering figure of the "Better than Blitzo" guy. "THIS IS BETWEEN ME AND HIM!"

Verosika opened her mouth to protest, but before she could, Blitzø had already unleashed a barrage of punches, his fists a blur as he vented his frustrations on the unfortunate target.

The "Better than Blitzo" guy cried out in pain, his pleas for mercy falling on deaf ears. Blitzø's rage knew no bounds, and he continued to pummel the incubus, heedless of the chaos unfolding around them.

Suddenly, a familiar voice cut through the commotion. "BLITZØ, STOP THIS MADNESS!"

 Blitzø froze, his fist poised mid-strike, as he turned to see Stolas standing at the edge of the crowd, his expression a mix of concern and disappointment.

"Stolas..." Blitzø breathed, his anger momentarily forgotten as he gazed upon the regal demon. 

"What have you done?" Stolas asked, his voice laced with sorrow. "This is not the way, Blitzø. You're ruining everything."

Blitzø's grip on the "Better than Blitzo" guy's collar loosened, and the incubus slumped to the ground, bloodied and bruised. Blitzø felt the weight of Stolas' words, and a wave of guilt washed over him.

"I... I couldn't help it," Blitzø stammered, his bravado crumbling in the face of Stolas' disappointment. "I saw him with you, and I just..." 

Stolas sighed, shaking his head. "You've made a mess of things, Blitzø. Now, come with me. We have much to discuss."

Blitzø hesitated for a moment, casting one final glance at the "Better than Blitzo" guy before reluctantly following Stolas out of the ruined party. As they departed, the guests whispered and murmured, their amusement and disdain palpable in the air.

The "Anti-Blitzo" party had been disrupted, and Blitzø's jealousy had once again gotten the better of him. But as he walked beside Stolas, a glimmer of hope flickered within him, for he knew that the road ahead was one they would navigate together.

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