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"Talking", 'Thinking', Flashback, Writing, "Voice change"/"Demon talking", *SOUND EFFECT*

Prologue: Gods Will

Hell, Pentagram City.

"You think you can walk away from me and not pay, you wormy little shit?!" A skinny pale demon was thrown against some trash cans in one of Pentagrams City's many alleys. This sinner tries desperately to get his attacker to stop. "Look I know you're pissed Jerry but please give me at least a few weeks and I can pay back everything I owe you, I-" The larger reddish hog demon now known as Jerry interrupted him by backhanding him hard across the face. "That was the same thing you said last month! Do you really think I'm that stupid?!"

Unfortunately occurrences like this happened all the time down in Hell, even in the living world. It is truly a tale as old as time. Somebody likes gambling just a little too much and they continue to end up betting and losing money that they no longer have. Jerry here runs a small casino in the bowels of Pentagram City and as much of a "legitimate" business it is he still has an image to uphold and has to be as strict as possible when it comes to money and paying it back.

Jerry then tries to calm himself down and gets back up looking over this demon as intimidatingly as he can show. He then growls, "You knew the rules and you signed the agreement Thomas, if you can't pay back the money you owe me then I will be forced to collect collateral." Collateral. That word can be a terrifying thing down in Hell for those who are in debt. Down there as well as up in the living world collateral depends on how much money and property someone has to give back to their debtors. What can make this scary is that it can be explained by a simple unofficial saying, 'The less you have, the more vital a thing you have to give.' And in this case said vital pieces will be removed and be made a profit at places like the Cannibal Colony. Thomas who was an albino looking sinner demon somehow got even paler at hearing that word. "No please, you don't need to cut anything out of me!" He then starts to desperately move/crawl away from Jerry over the trash cans and other disgusting crap on the ground like used syringes, bottles, and used condoms. "You can have my apartment and other things in there just please don't cut me!" Jerry then pulls out a large hunting knife from behind. "I've seen your apartment and trust me, that shithole you live in is nowhere near the price you owe me." He then grabs Thomas and pins him to the ground placing his knees on his arms and has his knife looming over his neck.

"Don't worry Thomas you won't be erased from this, you'll just FEEL deader than what you are now. It's just gonna take a LONG ass while before you come back, okay buddy?" He says in a calm friendly tone even though his yellow and red eyes show anything but.

Before he plunged the knife in the indebted gambler they heard a swoosh overhead and then there was a soft thud on the ground deeper in the alley. If someone looked closely they would see a dark cloaked figure coming closer. "Hey buddy do you mind, I'm right in the middle of something here." He gestured down to his victim. But that didn't stop the figure from walking closer to them, and what stepped out of the shadows was something nobody truly expected. It was tall and pretty broad in the shoulders showing that this was probably a guy. He has a Victorian style black cloak with a hood, black armored boots, a dark military grade vest with many velcro pockets underneath, black fingerless gloves and grey looking fingers with black claws. And finally large black feathered wings slowly extending from the back. And also poking from his back the pig sinner saw a handle to a weapon that is sheathed on its back right between his wings.

Jerry, now a little unnerved, spoke up again. "Hey listen shithead you better beat it or else I'm gonna.." He trailed off now seeing more of the details of this creature now that he is much closer. He now sees a silver crucifix hanging around his neck on a leather cord, and what looks like a silver and black bead rosary wrapped around a brown belt on the outside of the cloak and a sword sheathed with the creature's left hand on it's hilt. While on the other side of the belt is a pistol in a holster. But the coup de grace that truly made everyone in that alley afraid was that when the shadow was lifted from the inside of the hood it showed a mask. Not just any mask but one that has sewn fear into the hearts of countless demons over the centuries, an exorcist mask. Black glass in the material and complete with luminescent LED white eyes with a disturbingly wide smile.

Jerry then lets go of Thomas with his hooves and starts moving back with panic on his face. "What the fuck?! The extermination ended some hours ago, why're you still here?!" The angel-like creature walks forward slowly. "I am not worthy to be called an exterminator, nor am I yet worthy to be in the Lord's army or in His grace. But with your death a sinner I will be a step closer to Him." His voice sounded very deep and masked to give it a more intimidating sound similar to a demon speaking in their full transformation. Then Jerry relaxes somewhat and is holding his knife in front of him ready to fight while having his boot on Thomas's chest pinning him.

"So if you're not an Angel then what are you?" Jerry asks in confusion. It's not everyday you see somebody dressed as an exterminator walking around hell. Either this is some kind of sick prank by some unlucky demon who will no doubt get killed by him personally or this guy is some kind of fucking nutcase who is high on Bathsalts who THINKS he's some kind of angel. Jerry isn't an idiot by any means, he knows how to run a business and no matter what it takes he will get and protect his interests and profits no matter who gets in his way. Not to mention he is no pushover in a fight either.

The 'Angel' stops walking while unsheathing his sword, "Merely one who will do God's will, and His will commands me to exterminate you Jerry Hangover. Loan Shark and owner of Hangovers Casino and Bar here in Pentagram City. You have succumbed to the sins of Greed and Wrath, by using your customers for their money and killing them violently for both pleasure and profit when they don't pay. For this you shall be slain and be cast into the void for eternity." Jerry is now shocked at hearing that this religious nutjob knows who he is even though he's never seen this guy before. Sure he's wearing a mask so he doesn't know for sure who he is, but he hasn't seen anyone who has dark feathered wings on someone his size.

The pig demon then asks, "What are you anyway? Some kind of hitman or angel wannabe?" The 'Angel' replies while continuing forward, "What or who I am doesn't matter, I am merely a warrior serving the Lord. But know this, like what Samson has said and done in the word, 'With an asses jawbone I have made piles of them, with an asses jawbone I have slain a thousand men.'"

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"Huh?"

The angel lowered the blade in confusion and his mask shows said confusion with the smile going away and the eyes widening. "Wait, what?"

Jerry continues, "The hell does that mean? Jawbones aren't in someone's ass." He then looks down to Thomas who is still pinned to the ground watching all of this with both fear and slight confusion. "Thomas, do you know what he means?"

Thomas then says nervously,"I-I think he means donkeys so that might be what he's talking about..."

"Oh yeah, donkeys make sense but how would you beat somebody with a jawbone, I don't think you can get a good grip on it."

"You can hit somebody with it."

"Yeah but the bone would break almost immediately. Ooh! Maybe you can make a shank out of it and stab somebody."

"H-Honestly, yeah that can probably work-"

"SHUT IT!"

They both immediately stop talking and now look at the Angel impostor and can tell he is now furious with glowing red eyes instead of white, and trying to restrain himself. "*INHALE, EXHALE* Look the point is that's how the verse was written down, and it means that like Samson I've slain many other demons and I've come to kill you Jerry for your sins both in life and in death." He says while pointing at the pig with his sword while the eyes go back to normal.

Jerry is now getting a little annoyed by this guy and starts to challenge him. "Oh yeah and how are you going to do that, you need an actual ANGELS weapon to do that, and you are no fuckin Angel." Then the costumed angel lowers his sword still holding it then reaches over his back with his other hand and swiftly pulls the weapon off his back revealing it to be a spear. It was a bright silver at the bladed tip with a duller kind of silver making up the shaft all the way to the bottom. It was an Exterminator spear, one of the few things in hell that can kill a demon. For good.

Wide eyes, and shuddering breath Jerry gets off Thomas and takes a few steps back with his knife right in front of him realising that this could truly be the end for him. "O-Okay, look man just take it easy. Look it was nothing personal doing what I did, I just wanted to make a living that's all." As much as Thomas wants to get on his feet and run, he can't. He is paralyzed with fear knowing that he can be erased as well. He's trying desperately to shake out of it and use his body to move away from the demon in front of them with little progress.

"The kind of 'living' that ends with you brutally scamming and killing your customers and selling their pieces for cash? Yeah, I wouldn't call that a 'living'." He then starts coming closer to him ready to erase him. Now out of options knowing there is no way out, the hog throws his knife aiming at the angels face intending to kill him right there. Then the costumed angel quickly weaves his head out the way letting the knife fly past him. Without a second left to spare he flies forward with his wings propelling him.

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*SCHKLK*

*THUD*

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Blood is dripping down the sword that has now been impaled right through Jerry's stomach and his body is now on the ground from the force of the attack. The now stuck pig is trying to stay conscious and keep breathing but is becoming really hard to do so.

Thomas who just saw the whole thing still on the ground staring at this demon who just flew at the man who was about to kill him with such speed it was somewhat hard to process it.

Gasping Jerry looks at the costumed demon with fear in his eyes to try and plead with what little strength he had. "P-please, *GURK* Please don't erase me." He coughed up some blood. The Angel of death stood up with his sword still in him and let go of it to use both hands to hold the spear properly. He looks down on him with his wings spreading out giving him a more intimidating aura. He looks at this soul pleading with him to not do it, and yet his hands start trembling a little before he clenches the spear harder and lifts it up.

"May you find peace and quiet in the void."

And then he brings it down.

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*SCHLLKK*

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White smoke and blood is coming from the wound that was made in his chest and the pig demon's eyes turn completely black, and then lays completely still. Jerry is dead. Truly.

Seeing this as an opportunity to get away, the skinny albino demon gets up and starts running in the other direction deeper in the alley hoping to come out a different way but he couldn't get far.

*BANG!*

A bullet then goes right through his left thigh and he collapses to the ground writhing and screaming in pain. "AHHHH!" Thomas starts cradling his wound and he looks back seeing the angel clad demon with a smoking pistol. He then puts it in the holster and grabs his weapons from the pigs corpse and cleans/sheathes them and starts walking towards him.

"Don't worry I'm not gonna kill you. I want you to know that the Lord has commanded me to spare you so that you will use the chance that was given to you so that you won't end up like that poor soul over there." He gestures over his shoulder at the erased corpse. He continues, "Gambling addiction is a sickness and a temptation that must be avoided. Repent or you will be destroyed. And I advise you to leave this town immediately so that others won't kill you for your debts." Thomas nods in fear.

Seeing that his task was done, the 'angel' then walks away and prepares to fly. "May God be with you." He then flies off into the blood red sky.

Thomas the albino demon looked down at his wounded leg in bitterness and all he could say was this, "If God wanted me spared and is 'with me', then why did he send me here?"

Authors Note

Hey everyone. I've been having this idea run through my head for over a couple months now and I've never thought that I would be writing this in Fanfiction of all places. I tried writing this so I can not only test my writing ability but share my love with everyone about the Hazbinverse. Keep in mind I will be trying to remain as faithful to the source material and characters as I possibly can, and there will probably be a moment down the line where I will stop so that eventually when the A24 show will kick off and I can resume this story properly.

Thanks,

Azrael-50