Volastor stood boredly in his cell, a melancholic expression washed over his eyes, his eyebrows lowered with quiet sorrow that shocked the airwaves.

An entire FUCKING week of being stuck in a cell with nothing to do with your life, knowing that at any moment, Lucifer would potentially come inside his cell and announce his way of getting rid of him for good.

It was so cold.

Vol hated every second he was in there. He was utterly miserable, trapped in a deep part of Lucifer's mansion only to be held captive by the king and his lackeys, two of whom were enemies of his past.

Whenever it was time to feed him, Vol was handed food, albeit it wasn't much for flavor, but it would at least keep him alive. However when Val attempted to feed him, the fusion out-right refused to eat it, believing it was drugged(and it probably was), much to Valentino's frustration.

Val attempted to talk to Volastor several times, though Vol usually ignored him, refusing to give the moth the satisfaction of having a conversation with him. He was already at a low point, he didn't want to make the situation worse by making it appear like he was 'willing' to talk with Valentino, not after what he pulled earlier.

'An entire week...and who knows how much longer I'll be here...I hope nobody has tried to search for me...They'll just get themselves killed if they find out I'm here…' Volastor looked down somberly,'I'm going to die for no reason...I haven't even lived for a year and this is going to be my fate...What a twisted turn of events, to think this is my fate...how pathetic…'

Vol's thoughts had drowned out his surroundings, to the point that he could only focus on how awful the situation was. How he was going to die soon because of a crazy man's paranoia. He had done nothing to him and yet Lucifer deemed him as a threat to be disposed of when he refused his offer.

That...and the fact he was hungry...If Valentino wasn't the one who served him food, he would've eaten it, but considering how people who ate whatever Val gave them turned out, Vol wasn't going to bother taking any chances.

The fusion then felt a stare from behind, only to gasp in surprise when he felt someone grab his wrist and hold it behind his back, his teeth clenching when the smell of cigarettes entered the air, a harsh breathing on his neck that he recognized too well.

Vol hissed, cringing in disgust when he felt Val's breath on his neck,"Gngh...Valentino…" Volastor's deep purple eyes burned with disgust, repulsed by the taller demon who dared to lay a hand on him.

Apparently Val must've got inside his cell while he wasn't looking. Just perfect.

"In the flesh, baby," Val teased, chuckling at the fusion's reaction to his touch,"You thought you were slick ignoring me? Refusing to eat in my presence, eh? You know I'm watching you right? You can't just ignore me forever, babe, not after what you did to me…"

"If this is about burning your godforsaken Studio to the ground, then know that I STILL don't feel any regret about that decision of mine and would do it again if I had the chance," Vol replied icily.

"Figured you'd say that," Val snarled, tightening his grip,"But that wasn't what I was talking about. You know I've had my eye on you for a while, baby. Don't tell me you didn't notice…"

"Oh I noticed alright," Vol growled,"I know what you're after, Val. It's not going to happen. I have no interest in engaging in such relations with you. Why don't you take the hint and back off? Have you learned what the word 'no' means?"

"I know, but I don't really care," Val admitted, before sniffing Vol's hair, much to the fusion's dismay, an expression of utter disgust taking over."Hmmm…"

"What in all nine circles are you doing!?" Vol asked, eye twitching at Val's invasion of his privacy.

"Oh nothing," The moth sneered, now massaging Vol's neck with a grin,"I was just imagining a collar around that pretty little neck of yours…"

Volastor gathered the strength to break out of Val's hold, elbowing him with his free arm, scoffing as he got some distance between them,"Ugh! Don't lie to me, Valentino. We both know what you were imagining…"

"Aw, I'm hurt…babe. Your wounds wound my little heart..." Val feigned his hurt, a smile still wide on his face.

"You have a heart? It must be pure black then given how revolting your personality and actions are…"

"Am I really that transparent, Volastor?"

"You make yourself rather obvious," Vol sneered with utter disdain,"The fact I already know you are a pervert isn't helping your case. Tell me, what are you really here for? Because you're more pathetic than I thought if you truly came here to have sex with me in a time like this…"

Val snickered,"Well, it wasn't just that babe. While sex is still on the table for me, I did have something else in mind for you…"

"Oh great…" Vol groaned,"What the hell do you want with me now? Haven't you done enough damage? I'm already on death row at this point, what could you possibly ask out of someone who's practically a dead man walking?"

"Well, that was exactly the reason I was going to ask something out of you. I've been trying to get your attention, but given that time is running short, I've decided to confront you directly when the others weren't watching. You see, I want to cut a deal with you, Vol…"

"A deal?" Volastor inquired, now raising an eyebrow at him, his expression now weary,"What for? Why make a deal with someone who could die the moment Lucifer says so?"

"Because," Val said,"We can help each other…"

"What!?" Vol asked in disbelief,"You want me to HELP you!? Are you insane!? I burned your damn Studio to the ground and you think I'd want to help you? Have those cigarette fumes clogged up your mind!?"

"Hardly," Val replied,"I'm just being pragmatic. Your little stunt cost me my entire empire and I'm gonna need a way to get back up on my feet again, which is exactly where you come in. You see, Vol, I'm still VERY pissed about you burning my Studio down, however, I realize there is actually a benefit to keeping you alive."

"And how is that?"

"Easy, your ass."

Vol stared at him like he was crazy,"Excuse you!?"

"Don't 'excuse you' me, Vol. You know exactly what I'm talking about, Vol. If you work for me, your body will be on the front cover of Hell's magazine, you'll be Angel 2.0 in seconds. Demons from all over Hell will come and see you perform, you'll be a star and you'll be out of this shitty prison cell…"

Vol frowned,"Do you really think I'm that stupid, Val? I know what you're after and you should know I'm not interested in sexual acts."

"Really Vol? Are you really gonna refuse this one?" Val asked, getting closer and closer to him, magenta eyes burning with lust as he looked over his body,"You're on the brink of the abyss, Vol. It's only a matter of time before Lucifer finds a way to defuse your ass for good, hell, I think he'll probably find a way before the end of the week if I'm being honest. The clock is ticking Vol, you don't have that kind of time and we both know no one is coming to save your sorry ass."

Vol backed away as Val got in his face, his expression now becoming more disturbed as he continued talking.

"Yet, even now, it's not too late for you, babe," Val chuckled,"I can save you from a untimely demise, Vol. All you gotta do is sell your soul to me and we'll be out of here. So which is it gonna be? Choose me or choose death..."

The fusion looked downright repulsed at what he just heard. Valentino was asking him to sell his body, his mind and will over to him in exchange for freedom. It was the worst thing he had been suggested to do, as either way, he was fucked.

Either Val fucked him(literally and figuratively) or Lucifer fucked him over with his defusion plan. Either way, Vol was pretty much given an ultimatum. Had he eaten today, he would've thrown up right there just at the thought.

Vol then made his choice, spitting in Val's face.

Val wiping his cheek with a glare of utter contempt directed at the fusion,"So you're gonna play dirty, huh, Vol? Well then, guess I better even the playing field. This is what I get for being too nice to whores like you. So much for trying to be nice…"

Volastor gasped when Valentino lunged at him, now forcing the fusion against the wall. Vol hissed as Val pinned him down, the fusion struggling to fight back against the moth, kicking and screaming.

Val fought for dominance and control, demanding the fusion to give in to him and his lustful desires, something that Vol refused to have any part of. He even tried to kiss him, something that caused Vol to bite his lips in response, drawing blood.

"Argh!"

"What the hell did you expect!? Keep your disgusting lips off of me you sick perv!"

"Quit resisting, you little bitch!"

And so the struggle ensued.

'Damn fusion, he's so fucking strong…' Even while he was weakened, Vol was strong enough to keep Val from forcing himself on him, the fusion bucking and trying to free himself from the taller male,"Quit struggling, babe. You're making it harder on yourself."

"Get off of me you sadistic son of a bitch!" Vol shouted,"I want no part of this! Get OFF!"

"I'l get off once I got what I want," Val replied,"If you're going to die, I may as well give you a good fuck before you go…"

"No..."Vol whimpered, eyes filed to the brim with terror at that sentence. Disgust and horror taking over his expression as he realized what was happening to him.

This potentially his last real experience with another person and Valentino was going to forcibly take his virginity. The fear in Vol's eyes was noticeable, as Val's smirk grew.

"Aw, are you scared, baby?" He mocked,"You know, you look so hot when you're scared. Come on, Vol, show me some tears, I wanna hear you scream in pleasured agony while I fuck you senseless. I want to hear you beg over and over again for me to stop and beg for mercy as I tear your body on, baby, let me hear that pretty little voice of yours, it'll be music to my ears to hear your pain."

Vol scowled, shaking his head,"I refuse to give you the satisfaction of hearing me cry out, Valentino. I will not beg to a low-life like you and if you even want me to do a fraction of the things you said earlier, you're going to have to force it out of me…"

Valentino chuckled,"Well, if you insist…About time I got to vent my frustrations out on you…"

Vol braced himself for the worst, tensing as he felt Val's hands on his hips, his legs had already been spread apart, wrists pinned above his head.

"Ah!" The fusion gasped when he felt Val's hands on his crotch, biting his lip to avoid making more pathetic noises. His breath hitched as Val massaged the area, taking joy in the fusion's reactions to his unwanted touch. The worst part was he could feel something hard press up against him at the same time..."Ah...ha..ah...s-stop...F-fuck..." His hips instinctively rose up in response to the stimulation, bucking repeatedly. He hissed, despising the reactions his body gave to Val's touch.

"Shh...We'll get to that part soon, Vol. I can tell your body is excited."

Vol's scowl deepened,tugging at his arms in an attempt to free himself to no avail,"Gngh...handsy son of a bitch..."

"There's no need to deny it, baby. I can tell your body is enjoying this. You're not even resisting anymore," Val cackled, eyes filled with glee as he could see Vol's resistance crumbling, the fusion writhing in pleasured agony underneath him, no longer posing a fight," Now,let's see what we have down here babe..."

As Val was about to undo Vol's pants, he was suddenly cut off when he got hit in the head with a bomb.

Vol blanked, now seeing Val had been forced off of him, turning to see Cherri Bomb outside the cell with an irritated look on her face.

Val growled, clutching his head from the attack,"Grah! What the fuck was that for, you fucking bitch!?"

"You know what that was for, you fucking psycho! You were trying to rape him!"

"So what?" Val hissed,"Why does it matter to you? Don't you fucking hate him? Why do you care what happens to him?"

"I don't need to like someone to realize you shouldn't fucking rape them!" She hissed,"I know what you fucking are, asshole, just because I have to tolerate your ass doesn't mean I have to approve of your shitty decisions! Get the fuck out of here, you fucking did enough damage as it is!"

Val huffed before shooting Vol a glare,"You got off lucky, Vol. Next time, I doubt you'll be so gracious as to have this one eyed bitch become your savior. Enjoy yourself while you can, cuz like you said earlier, you're a dead man walking either way…"

Val left, leaving Cherri and Vol behind in the chamber, Val blatantly pushing Cherri aside, the bomb shooting the pimp a death glare.

Vol sat there in awe as Cherri slid a bowl of food to him before closing the door to his cell,"Here."

"Hm?"

"I know you don't eat any of Val's cooking, probably cuz you know it has some nasty shit in it so I decided to make you this on the off-chance you were hungry…"

The fusion took the bowl before reluctantly eating it. It was plain, but considering he was a prisoner and what just happened, he was at least thankful an empty stomach was the worst consequence he had at the moment…

As he ate, he took notice of Cherri staring at him, cocking an eyebrow,"What are you looking at?"

"Uh...you?"

"Why?"

"I was just...expecting you to look...more shaken up? You know you almost got raped and you're acting like nothing happened."

Vol shrugged,"I'm used to terrible things happening to me, this entire situation is an example of such. No thanks to you of course…"

"Hey, I saved you from being fucked by that dickhead, can you at least cool it with the hostility?"

"Oh I'm sorry, but unlike some people, I don't have the memory span of a child and I clearly remember you throwing your stupid bombs at me and getting me in this situation in the first place. If you're expecting a thank you, you're pushing it…"

The response was dry and cold, causing Cherri to flinch.

"Guess I walked right into that one…." Cherri awkwardly shifted in her stance,"Still, I gotta watch you so…"

"Are you trying to engage in a conversation with me?"

"Maybe…"

Vol gave her a glare.

"What? I'm bored..."

"Don't you have friends?"

"Not here," Cherri shrugged,"Ada is my boss, Doom is kind of weird and I hate Val…"

"That's one thing we can agree on…" Vol then sighed.

"Hey, are you alright?"

"I'm fine," Vol heaved,"I'm just still coming to terms with the fact I'm going to die soon...Haven't even been alive for a year and this is how it's going to end...Guess good things aren't meant to last down here…"

"Well, it's a land of eternal suffering, there aren't any happy endings down here," Cherri mumbled.

"I know, doesn't mean I have to be happy about this…" Vol then looked away,"At least none of my friends will come for me here…"

"Wouldn't you want them to come and rescue you?"

"It's pointless. They stand no chance against Lucifer. They'll just get themselves killed by him or his army of lackeys. It'd be better if they didn't know of my fate and forgot I existed…Maybe it's better that way…"

Cherri remained silent.

"Still, why do you care? I thought you wanted me dead for making you lose your territory. What happened to that anger?" Vol then smiled, albeit a dark and fake one,"Wait... Don't tell me...Do you feel sorry for me? Because in that case, I'd rather you hate me then have you feel pity for me…"

Cherri looked away, merely sitting outside the cell uncomfortably. Vol didn't respond afterwards, merely sighing as he awaited the death knell to ring, knowing that the clock was ticking on his life-span...

At the happy hotel, Charlie was folding some of her paperwork when she heard a knock on the door,"Hm? A new customer? I can't believe it! Another person to add to the crew!" She eagerly opened the door, only to pause when she didn't see anyone,"Huh?"

A meek voice then said,"Down here…"

She looked to see Baxter standing outside the door,"Oh hey there! Welcome to the Happy Hotel, what can I do for you?"

"I need your help…"

"Aw, don't worry, the hotel staff will be eager to help your path for redemption and-"

Baxter cut her off,"No, I like literally need your help, Ms. Magne. As well as every other person in your hotel. My friend, Volastor has been kidnapped by your father. I need all hands on deck if I want to rescue him…"

Charlie's eyes widened and the world began to collapse around her, the sudden news taking its toll. She was rendered speechless as her body began to twitch.

"Ms. Magne? Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, Baxter...Come inside...We have a lot to discuss…"

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Mitsuru6: Yeah, am I right? Vol literally does nothing and this happens.

Enigmus-288: Yeah, Lucifer is kind of a pathetic. He's super paranoid and this kind of blinds him(cuz he's a prideful dickhead) and often believes his methods are supreme and reacts dismissively whenever people speak against him, knowing he's more powerful than them. Guess the other version of Vox's opinion on Lucifer wasn't wrong and he's a massive dick who can't admit he's wrong when it actually matters.

Guest: For Vol to have sanctuary, he'd have to be at the hotel first. I imagine she'd be a bit surprised he exists honestly but as long as he acts well she'd probably like him. Stolas may give him a round of an applause and pat him on the back or something and say he likes him more than Alastor or something like that.