Hello one and All! I'm so glad this story has over 100 reviews and passed 200 Favorites and Followers. I'm glad that everyone is enjoying this story a lot and there will be more to show so let's not waste too much time and get to some Q&A's.
Guest100: (Who's reviews I had to delete) Since you skipped over my rant, I will address you here. I don't do Fanfic requests, look at my profile. Make an actual profile and pm someone else. I'm not interested. Continue and I will continue to delete reviews that have nothing to do with the story.
Godzillafan1 and Alexred3600: Since people are asking about Vaggie sharing, I think this chapter will be answering that question.
Pirohiko-Baltazar: Again, love the weapon ideas, not sure how I can fit Muramasa in as it's said to be a cursed blade while the Masamune (Not to confuse the Samurai Masamune Date who is my favorite) swords are considered holy swords. Through the idea of finding it is good. But I can't be using too many swords as Devil arms.
A.S.P. 110: I am working something out with Veronika, I don't know about her crew but it's something.
Red Raven 007: At least we came to an understanding.
Alpha-Lonewolf: We will be something that involves the sea in hell, but that will be later.
Anyway, let's all Enjoy Hell.
Mission 10: Big News
"Good afternoon. I'm Tom Trench."
"And I'm Caroline Clamper."
"And in today's news, we have the spunky powerhouse Cherri Bomb taking down some rival kingpins as she starts to take more territory as with the death of not one, but two Overlords," Tom informed everyone.
"Like, OMG Tom, do you think these upcoming Overlords will be better or worse than the last ones," Caroline asked her co-host.
"Who knows? I don't give a shit as long as I'm still working," Tom answered her. "After our short break, we have more footage of what happened at LuLu World yesterday. And it's all thanks to our dear Princess of Hell."
"Like, see you all shortly," Caroline waved as everyone went on break.
As the cameras stopped rolling, Charlie was going over her notes for what to say. Vaggie was helping the princess by straightening her outfit for her, but Dante was on the side making sure the two were okay. "Now, you know what to say," Vaggie asked her girlfriend. "Did you double-check the video?"
"Come on, Vags. Have a little faith in her. She's got this," Dante assured her. "It's not like she's going to go up there and sing."
"I hope that doesn't happen again to be honest," Vaggie muttered, rubbing the temple of her head at the memory of the first time Charlie was on the news. "If it wasn't for that and Angel fucking up, then we would be taken more seriously."
"Have a little more faith in us, Vaggie. I mean we did prove my theory right, so how bad can it be," Charlie said as she walked closer to the edge of backstage.
"Remember how they acted the last time," Vaggie reminded her.
"Yeah, but that was before we had Dante. Now, things are way different," Charlie smiled, feeling more confident than before.
"You're welcome," Dante said as he walked a few feet behind them. "And if anyone gives you trouble, I can always just shoot them," he added, pulling out Ebony & Ivory.
"Dante, violence isn't always the answer," Charlie scolded.
"I'm joking, babe," he laughed, spinning them in his hands before putting them back in their holsters. "Most I'll do is knock them off their feet. That or make them dance for my amusement like that one jester freak."
Both Charlie and Vaggie raised an eyebrow at what he meant by that, but they figured it was something from a long time ago and didn't question it. "Well, just promise me one thing, Charlie. Don't. Sing. Please," Vaggie told the princess.
"Alright, I won't," Charlie promised, slumping as she wanted to sing a musical number.
"And smile," Dante told her as he grabbed her by the cheeks and pulled them up childishly. "Alastor would want you to."
"Alright, alright! Just let go! It hurts a little," Charlie said with the forced grin Dante gave her.
The Demon Hunter soon let go of her face and the princess rubbed at the sore spots. "You're up, princess!"
"That's my cue. Wish me luck," Charlie told them both as she walked over to the table that was right next to Caroline. Taking a deep breath, she looked over at her notes and thought about what to say.
"And we are live!"
"Welcome back, folks! We brought along our special guest, for the second time coming, Princess Charlotte Mange," Tom introduced.
"Uh… hi," Charlie smiled awkwardly as she slumped down into the chair. As she did, the audience snickered and laughed at her, but one look from Dante and Vaggie immediately silenced them.
Clearing her throat, Caroline broke the silence before speaking. "Charlie, we all know you, like, had some beef with that slut, Killjoy. But what is it like to have a business sorta booming thanks to Sparta's son?"
"Well, first off it's Sparda. Second, I really didn't have any beef with Katie. She was the one being antagonistic to me," Charlie explained.
"You just say that she was a bitch like before," Tom told the princess.
"Right…" Charlie said sheepishly. "But anyway, I am here to show everyone something that happened when me and my friends went to LuLu World. I know a lot of you thought that redemption was impossible and when you are damned, your soul is placed here forever. Well not anymore! I now have proof that redemption is possible," Charlie declared. "Thanks to an anonymous source that filmed what happened from after Dante defeated Dread. Roll the clip!"
The greenscreen soon began to show the footage that Millie of I.M.P. was able to record. As Dante returned with his new weapon, the camera showed Z talking to everyone as they thought he was about to die. But soon, Tom and Caroline gawked as they watched Z become lighter in color and a heavenly portal appeared with the angelic guide. After Z's farewells were given and the video ended, the reporters and audience were stunned by what they just witnessed. "Yup. That was all real," Dante said as he stepped into view. "Even have an old-school photo to show it," he said, putting Niffty's developed photograph of Z's redemption on the desk for Tom and Caroline to see for themselves.
Tom and Caroline were speechless at the new evidence. Redemption was possible for sinners and demons. "Well… um… I… I guess that redemption is a thing after all," Tom laughed awkwardly as he fixed the collar of his suit.
"Holy shit on a shit sandwich," Caroline exclaimed as she couldn't believe what she saw. She looked to the audience, seeing they all had the same dumbstruck expression on their faces. Shaking herself out of it, Caroline cleared her throat before speaking up again. "Well, it appears that with redemption possible for sinners, the princess will be accepting anyone that wants to avoid the next purge or Dante. Because of what we all saw, I support Charlie completely."
"Same goes for me, Caroline. So if you all want to see if this is all it's cracked up to be, stop on by the Hazbin Hotel," Tom announced. "I think that will be all for today, so have a good evening."
With that said, the camera turned off and the newscasters turned to the princess. "I can't believe that's actually real," Caroline said. "How was that all possible!?"
"Sacrifice," Dante stated as he spoke up. "Sacrificed his own undead life to save another."
"He protected me," Charlie explained.
"Z was a good guy," Vaggie admitted. "I hope he's doing well."
"I'm sure he's fine. But right now, I have a paycheck waiting for me and a pizza on the way," Dante said as he started to leave the broadcast room. As he left, he soon felt like something was spying on him and drew his pistols. "Don't move."
"Whoa, put those away. I'm not gonna attack," Tom said waving his hands in front of him, not knowing if he pissed off the Demon Hunter.
"Not you," Dante stated as he still had his guns out. "We do have an unwanted guest following us."
Vaggie looked around but didn't see anything. She then looked to the news reporters and gave them a cold glare. "Did you two plan something," she questioned as she pulled out a knife.
"It's not them," Dante said before seeing something swiftly move from the shadows and head for him. The Demon Hunter wasted no time as he fired a barrage of bullets at his attacker, seeing that it was a rat demon holding a knife. The rat narrowly avoided the shots and only got the weapon knocked loose from his grip. As Vaggie pinned the would-be assailant to the ground, Dante bent over and saw the knife was coated with something. "Poison," he remarked as he noted the liquid dripping off the steel. "Bastard thought he could get the best of me by sneaking up and stabbing me, letting the poison do its work."
"Where did he get the poison from," Charlie asked in concern.
"I have a feeling I know. I just have to ask his friends first," Dante said readying his guns as many eyes were glowing red from the ceiling and a group of rats jumped down simultaneously as the white-haired Demon Hunter fired another barrage of bullets at them as they dropped like dead flies. Dante put his guns in their holsters as he looked around to see if there were any rats left. So far, all he saw were dead rodents covered in their blood and urine. That is until a weak cough was heard in front of him and saw one rat barely hanging onto life. Dante approached the half-dead rodent and stepped on his arm to keep him from attacking. "So mind telling me who hired you? Because a bunch of vermin like you wouldn't even think of a plan like this by yourselves."
The rat demon coughed up some more blood but chuckled. "Like I'm gonna give out some info out 'cause you can kill me," he said. "Go suck a cock for all I care."
Dante let out a tiresome sigh as he was ready to fire Ebony into the demon's skull. "Guess I have to do this the hard way. So, any last words?"
The rat now had beads of sweat run down his forehead and he was looking around nervously. After another few seconds, he finally spoke up and spilled his guts. "Alright, alright, I'll talk! It was Vox! Vox sent me and my boys to try and poison you!"
"Where's he hiding," Dante asked, threatening the rat as he was ready to pull the trigger.
"I don't know! I swear I don't! One of his men delivered the poison to us, that's all," the rat screamed as he really didn't want to die.
Dante put Ebony back into his holster and got his foot off his arm. "Crawl back to whatever hole you left and scram," he said. As the rat crawled away for his own safety, the Demon Hunter walked away with his hands in his pocket. "You girls coming," he asked both Charlie and Vaggie, who were stunned and carefully walked out to avoid stepping in blood.
"Was that really necessary, Dante," Charlie asked the white-haired hunter as she was looking back at the dead demons.
"You may not like it, Charlie, but I do kill demons for a living," Dante told her. "But if it makes you feel better, he's going to leave us alone after all of that."
Charlie was ready to say something back, but Vaggie placed her hands on her shoulder, shaking her head. "Come on, let's get back to the car. We have to hope the others aren't tearing the hotel apart as we speak."
As they got back to the hotel, the trio saw it was still standing. In fact, it looked like they had two new patients hanging out in the lobby. "Can we help you," Dante asked as he saw the new arrivals.
"We saw the news of how that lizard guy went and got into Heaven. So, we decided why the hell not," said a demon who looked like a 1950's greaser with the classic black leather jacket, blue jeans, motorcycle boots, and black duckass haircut. He also had a demonic monkey with wings on his shoulder, who was styling the demon's hair for him while searching for bugs to eat. "Pets are allowed, right?"
"Of course, they are. I mean, Angel here has his pet pig in his room," Charlie stated as Angel Dust came walking downstairs carrying Fat Nuggets in his hands.
"Who's Mama's precious little piglet? You are! Yes, you are," Angel cooed as he nuzzled his piggy affectionately.
"Hear that, Franky? You get to stay here with me," the greaser said to his monkey, who chittered happily.
"Who exactly are you, anyway," Vaggie asked.
"I guess some introductions are in order," the greaser said as he straightened his jacket. "Name's Jimmy, but my boys back home call me Cruiser."
"Let me guess. You drove a cruiser-type motorcycle," Dante rhetorically asked the greaser.
"You got it, bro," he said while snapping his fingers. "And this is my buddy, Franky," he said as he gestured to the monkey.
"Well, it's very nice to meet you," Charlie said before Franky jumped off Cruiser's shoulder and flew onto Charlie's head. "Oh, you're so cute," she told the monkey while he started picking stuff out of Charlie's golden locks.
"Is he supposed to be your pet or your stylist," Vaggie asked the biker.
"Both, actually. He likes picking off the hell lice that get in your hair whenever you're around seedier places and people," Cruiser stated as Franky found some bugs and ate them out of Charlie's hair.
"Guess those rats had a bug problem," Dante remarks before the monkey jumped onto his coat and started searching for more food. Charlie had a shiver as she had no idea those things were on her.
Leaning against the wall, a busty cow demon was checking the place out with her hands behind her back. She looked like she was eyeing the guys like hunks of meat and was biting her lip before the princess approached her. "Hello," Charlie greeted, snapping the blonde cow demon out of her trance. "Welcome to my hotel."
"Howdy there, missy. I must say you do have a nice establishment," the cowgirl said to the princess of Hell. "Especially the employees."
"Actually, most of them are patients just like you, Miss..."
"Call me Applejack, sugar," she told her. Applejack had black and white fur like a Holstein, blonde hair, and was very busty with a large ass to match her big breasts. She wore a simple farmer's outfit with cowboy boots, a denim skirt, and a white tank top that barely held her boobs back.
"Well, thanks for joining us. We at the Hazbin Hotel hope you will find a good stay as we help you on your path to redemption," Charlie said.
"Thanks, hun," Applejack said before she went to the bar. "Hey, can I get an ice-cold beer," she asked before Husk slid one over to her. "Thanks, sugar," she said before piercing the bottom of the can with her horn and started to shotgun the drink in one go.
Everyone watching was surprised or impressed by it, especially when she crushed the can flat in her hands. "Hot," Terry muttered as he eyed the sexy cowgirl.
"I get the feeling I know her reasons for ending up down here already," Vaggie remarked.
"And what's that, Vags," Dante asked.
"Drinking and men," she told the Demon Hunter.
"Something tells me you're right," the Son of Sparda said as the cowgirl shotgunned another can of beer.
As Applejack downed the can, she started to get a little lightheaded and after tossing away the can, she leaned against Terry. "Howdy there, beefcake. What's a big and strong-looking guy like you do around here? You the guy that makes sure us girls have a good time at night rollin' around in the hay," Applejack said to the minotaur demon, flirting with him.
"Okay, stopping that right here," Vaggie said as she pushed the two bovine demons away from each other. "I'll tell you now that we're putting a limit on your drinking before you end up wrecking anything. And you are not going to sleep with any of the patients of the hotel," the moth demon warned.
"Well, at least when you're not sober," Charlie added, being a bit more lenient.
"Oh yeah? Or else what," Applejack asked both of them. The two ladies only pointed to Dante and Alastor, who had a cocky grin and a sinister smile respectively as they held onto their signature items idly. "I see your point," the cowgirl hiccuped. As she stumbled around, Terry was quick to keep her steady. "Thanks, stud. Maybe we could talk later," she said to him, making the minotaur blush.
"Let's get you situated in your rooms," Charlie said, pushing them apart before things took a wild turn. "I think I know a good room for you," she remarked while she pushed the cowgirl up the stairs with Vaggie's help.
"What a woman," Terry said out loud.
"Yeah, if you like them with big milkers," Angel joked, which got the lobby to chuckle and laugh. "Then again, you did milk yourself with a cow once."
"She is pretty sexy," Candy voiced.
"I don't mind a night with her," Dia chimed in.
"Same," Summer agreed. "Maybe we could all share her with Terry."
The comments from the girls only made the minotaur blush even redder. "Relax man, we're just teasing you," Salvia wrapped an arm around his shoulder. "Kinda like how we teased Bullet with his new Hellhound friend."
"And I'll keep telling you that we are just friends," Bullet told the black and red incubus.
"You say that now, but something will change in that friendship," Salvia countered.
While the others all joked around, Terry couldn't help but think about Applejack. "She's beautiful," he thought to himself.
"Loona? Loona, can I come in," Blitzo asked while knocking on the door to her room.
"Fuck off, Blitz," the hellhound yelled from inside her room. "I don't want to see you right now!"
"Sweetie, I'm sorry. Really. I overreacted," Blitzo confessed.
"Overreacted!? You did more than just overreacted. This is why I don't have friends! Because all you do is get in the way and poke your nose in my business," Loona said but knew that it wasn't just Blitzo's fault. She sulked under her bedsheets as she also thought of the other reason she never had friends; her own awkward behavior and attitude toward people that annoyed her.
"Looney… Please," Blitzo pleaded as he just leaned against the door. "I know that being your dad is new to me, but I love you and care about your safety."
"Then just let me talk to whoever I want," the moody hellhound responded. "I won't get another STD from just talking to somebody."
"Oh, uh, that reminds me. I stopped to get you something for that problem," the imp said as he put a small box in front of Loona's door. "I hope this can help."
Loona was silent and it worried Blitzo. "With my syphilis or forgiving you?"
"Maybe both," Blitzo responded hopefully.
Opening the door a crack, Loona grabbed the box and opened it. After seeing the contents, she sighed. "It's a start for both," she told the demon. "I'm still mad, though."
"I'll take it," Blitzo sighed in relief. "Mind if I have one small chat with you?"
The hellhound thought about it as she looked from the medicine to her adoptive father a few times. "You got ten minutes," she told him as they sat on her bed while she popped the pills she received.
"Where to start," the imp muttered to himself, trying to think of the best way to start. "I know you're an adult now and when I adopted you, you weren't exactly all that excited for it."
"I was nearly able to go out on my own," Loona muttered before having a drink of water.
"I know. I know," Blitzo said. "But for me, it actually was the best thing of my entire life. I mean, I was so happy you came into my life. But at the same time, I was nervous 'cause I became a dad and I'm still learning about being a dad," he told Loona. "Fuck, this is hard to get out," the imp muttered before speaking up again. "Anyway, I guess like any other dad, I'm scared. I'm scared of what would happen to you and if I won't be able to help you with it. Every parent would be able to say that. I bet even the fucking King of Hell would be scared for his daughter's safety with that whole hotel thing and how it's actually working."
Reminded of that, Loona pulled out her phone and checked the news for the latest interview with Charlie, and watched everything for herself. "Seems like it's doing good now."
"Really? Let me see," Blitzo scooted over to see the news. "Huh..., makes it look easier than it's supposed to be," he said looking at the screen, then shook himself back to what he wanted to say. "Anyway, I shouldn't be holding you back either. So, I'll let you go wherever you want and talk to whoever you want to talk to, but can you at least call me where you're going and who's going to be there. No matter what, you're still my Looney."
Hearing him, Loona actually gave a small smile to Blitzo before turning away. "Fine. Besides, you're also my boss at work, so I probably have to let you know about what I'm doing."
"That's my girl," Blitzo said as he hugged the hellhound, making her smile once again.
"By the way, that hellhound you wanted to skin texted me about hanging out with some friends of his. Who knows, I might meet your new business partner."
Blitzo was about to protest, but he had to follow his advice he made. "Alright, just be back around 11. Besides, I have plans for myself this evening."
Whenever her dad mentioned plans, it actually meant spying on Moxxie and Millie. But she didn't complain because she got a night to do whatever she wanted for once. "Okay. See you then."
After successfully getting Applejack into her room, Charlie's phone started to ring. To her shock, it was her mother calling. Quickly, she picked up the phone and answered it. "Hi, Mom. How's it been?"
"Charlie, I just saw the news today and I wanted to congratulate you on your success," Lilith said on the line. "As for how I'm doing, you know how rough going on tour is."
"I figured. And thanks," Charlie said smiling. "Though, I shouldn't take all the credit."
"You're talking about Dante, aren't you. I knew you two would get along very nicely," Lilith giggled to herself. "Do you like him?"
"Yeah, I like him," Charlie said to her mother before her eyes widened. "Wait! No, I like him, I don't like-like him. I mean don't get me wrong, he's not bad to look at-"
"Charlie did I ever tell you about my crush on his father," Lilith interrupted her daughter before she started to ramble on.
"No, I don't think you did," Charlie asked in a much calmer tone.
"It was several years after Mundus was sealed, I went to Earth and saw Sparda. You should have seen him, still dashing as the day I first laid eyes on him. He knew who I was and asked why I was in the human realm. I simply told him I was there to check up on him and see how he was doing," Lilith told her. "We talked, had our exchange of stories, told each other about our lives, I almost fell for him."
"Did Dad know," Charlie asked.
"By this point, he knows everything," Lilith said. "Even the… steamier moments."
"Mom, please," Charlie complained, not wanting to hear about her mother's sex life.
Lilith cleared her throat before speaking again. "However, he soon found a human woman that he grew to love," she explained, making Charlie remember Dante's pendant.
"Eva…"
"Yes, that was her name," Lilith replied. "Anyway, even though I was attracted to Sparda, I knew he had stronger emotions for Eva. I'm trying to say that if you have feelings for him, you should at least tell him. I did with Sparda and he was okay with it," the Queen of Hell stated. "He turned me down, but I didn't have any regrets getting that off my chest. Then again, I would have loved to get my bra off my chest and show it to him."
"MOM!"
"I'm only teasing darling, but I meant what I said," Lilith told her.
"Okay, Mom. I'll try," Charlie told her. "Though, I am nervous..."
"You're afraid if he returns the feeling, you're going to hurt Vagitha, aren't you," the Queen of Hell asked. The long silence gave her the answer. "Charlie, I'm sure she will understand. She saw him in action and knows what he's capable of. Better him than your old boyfriend, Sev. I know the family is close, but I never did like his behavior. Besides, Vaggie might be into sharing," she added with a chuckle that made Charlie blush a bright red.
"Okay, I'll talk to you later. I'll try to see you at your next concert. I love you. Bye, Mom," Charlie said as she quickly ended the call before her mom said something she didn't want details about. "Okay, Charlie. You can do this. Just tell him how you feel. I hope this doesn't blow up in my face." She took a deep breath and climbed down the stairs. As she climbed down the last flight, she noticed that Dante was nowhere to be seen. Did he go to his room? No, even if he did, she would have noticed. "Where's Dante?"
"He said he needed to do his job, so he went out through the front door about 10 minutes ago," Alastor said as he took out his pocket watch and looked at the time. "Make that 11 minutes."
'Dammit, he left while I was occupied,' Charlie thought to herself as she bit her thumb.
"Was there something you wished to discuss with him," the Radio Demon asked.
"Well… I, um… just wanted to… ask him…" Charlie said, stumbling on her words as she didn't want to tell anyone else about what she wanted to say to the Demon Hunter. "I wanted to ask him to bring some pizza," she said sheepishly. "I'll try to catch up to him. He couldn't have gone that far, bye!"
And just like that, she ran out the door to try and catch up with the white-haired half-demon. "Hey, Huskey. Feel like making a friendly bet," Angel asked the winged bartender.
"Fuck off, Angel. I ain't playing along with any of your bets," Husker told the spider demon. "Usually it ends with you wanting something up your ass."
"Oh, come on! You didn't even listen to a word I said!"
"Don't care. Now get the fuck out of my face. Go bother Al or the new grease monkey over there," Husk pointed to Cruiser, who lightly hit the jukebox with his fist, which seemed to spark with electricity a little before it played some 1950's rock and roll.
"Can I help you, buddy," Cruiser asked Angel.
"Not much. Though, I do wonder when was the last time you got some action," Angel asked.
"I don't swing that way, even if that fluff looks like nice knockers," Cruiser told the spider, poking his chest. "I know an old friend would be willing, though."
"Well, can't wait to meet him. Mind taking me to his place?" Angel grinned while leaning forward in a whisper. "Plus, I want to spy on Charlie and Dante. Some sexual tension is going on between those two.
"Really? I thought the princess had a girlfriend already," Cruiser questioned out loud.
"She does. And she's standing behind you, pendejo," Vaggie said, glaring at Angel from behind Cruiser. "Now, what fucking rumor are you talking about," she questioned as she grabbed Angel's shirt.
"The fact Charlie's been crushing on Dante," Candy said as she walked up to the three.
"I only have one eye. I'm not blind," Vaggie retorted.
"Wait, you know," Angel asked in surprise.
"I'm not stupid, Angel. Charlie's acting like I did when I started dating her," the moth demon answered.
"So you were a useless lesbian when it came to a pretty face," Angel remarked, earning himself a punch to the face. "FUCK!"
Watching what happened, Cruiser laughed loudly while Angel picked himself off the ground. "You kinda deserved that," Candy told the spider demon. "Then again, I was wondering the same thing."
"Say anything else, you'll get decked in the tits," Vaggie warned.
"So, almost everyone knew," Cruiser questioned, which made everyone in the room nod in reply. "And you're okay with it," the greaser asked Vaggie.
"At first, I wasn't. But the more I knew the guy, the more I started trusting him and seeing Charlie was safe with him," Vaggie sighed.
"So, does that make you bisexual now," Angel asked the moth demoness, who started pulling her fist back. "That was a serious question! Don't hit me," the spider said in a panic, putting his hands up in front of his face.
Vaggie lowered her fist and simply glared at Angel. "I said I was okay with her crush on him. I don't want to sleep with him. He looks good, but he's not my type," Vaggie stated. "Not everything is about sex. This is definitely going to make it harder to get you up to Heaven."
Angel only chuckled, not believing sex wasn't involved. "Alright, whatever you say. Your word, not mine. But let's say they do have sex. You gonna watch or-"
"Finish that sentence and I'll turn Fat Nuggets into Al's next meal!"
"Shnookums, no! Don't hurt my baby," Angel panicked as he immediately dove to protect his pig. "You can do anything to me, but leave my lil' piggy baby alone!"
"Don't you think that was a little overboard," Bullet asked the Latina moth demoness.
"Not unless you want to be fixed," Vaggie spoke in a much calmer tone to the Hellhound but gave off an icy cold glare.
"I'm good. Oh, would you look at the time, I have to be somewhere," the Hellhound said in an endless breath, bolting out through the front door.
"Anybody else want to comment," Vaggie asked giving everyone an icy cold glare. No one said a word for a few seconds as they were afraid of the moth demoness. "That's what I thought," she said walking up to her room.
As soon as she was completely up the stairs, Cruiser nudged Angel. "Is she always like this," he asked the former porn star.
"Oh yeah. She's usually got her taco in a twist," Angel remarked as he snapped his fingers, earning himself a knife thrown into his hand. "FUCK!"
Thinking the comment over, Cruiser had the same question Vaggie once had. "Was that supposed to be sexist or racist?"
"Whatever pissed her off more," he responded while clutching his hand. "Fuck, that really did hurt!" Pulling the knife out of his hand and hissing as he poured his martini on the open wound.
"She scares me. I dealt with crazy before, but not one who's angry and crazy at the same time," Cruiser stated. Hearing that, Vaggie threw another knife at Cruiser, who ducked just in time. "Whoa, watch the hair!"
"Let's see, where to go next," Dante asked himself as he walked along the streets. He knew he had to find some of the more irredeemable sinners and demons to deal with for not only his paycheck but to help with finding clients for the hotel. By going after the worst of the worst, he was able to kill two birds with one stone. "Sometimes you have to work with what you can find," he told himself as he spotted a bar that looked like a nest full of scum. Smirking, he decided to enter the place. As soon as he walked in, the place went silent as all eyes were now on him. His hunch was right as he did see all different demons in different shapes and sizes, sinner and Hellborn, carrying weapons and drugs as he took a seat at the bar.
"What can I get ya," the bartender asked, not giving a rat's ass who he was talking to.
"One strawberry sundae," he said in a serious manner, which made the entire bar roar with laughter.
"In case you didn't know, this is a bar. Not some shitty candy store," the bartender says as he chokes in between laughter.
While everyone was laughing, an imp noticed Dante's appearance and immediately bolted for his life. "What's with that guy," a beetle-like sinner questioned as he saw the demon running.
Soon, somebody at the bar gasped in shock and fell off the stool they were sitting on. "OH SHIT! It's him…"
"What are you talking about, man," the frog demon asked the demon next to him.
The bartender's eyes widened as he saw just who asked for a sundae. "Devil Hunter," he exclaimed in fear.
This made everyone that wasn't paralyzed by fear stand up and pull out their weapons at the Son of Sparda. "You have a lot of nerve coming in here you sack of shit!"
"How about you just get out of here, before we fill your body with lead," a porcupine sinner said as he pulled the hammer on his revolver back.
"Well, I would have gotten out of here sooner if I got my ice cream or some information," Dante retorted. "But seeing as how I'm the guest of honor, I'm sure I can stick around for this party," he said as he noticed a jukebox in the corner and punched the closest demon into it, making it turn on. "Let's rock!"
Many demons started to fire their guns at the Devil Hunter, but Dante's speed was too fast for them as he easily deflected the shots with his sword, similar to how his brother did in their duels. "Right back at ya," He said as he laid the bullets on the ground, lifted them with the tip of his sword, and sent them flying back at who was in front of him. He then dashed forward to the demons that were behind the front and stabbed the closest one to him as blood started to spray like a fountain.
As the bartender saw Dante slaughtering everyone who fought him, he wisely decided to stay back while the scared demons did the same. "I, uh… might as well get him his sundae," the bartender said to himself just as a corpse landed on his left.
Deciding to try out his new toy, Dante summoned Dread in his hands as the scythe had a longer reach than his Rebellion. Many demons had limbs and body parts littered across the entire bar, mixing the interior with multicolored blood. Soon, the carnage ended, and only about a dozen demons that didn't attack remained. Dante wiped the blood off Dread as he put it away for the time being and walked back to the bar. "You can come out now," he told the bartender from behind the counter as he pops his head to look at the destruction.
Normally, the bartender would tell anyone to fuck off after destroying a piece of his business. However, he never got anyone that was featured on the news before or could kill demons without holy weapons. "We don't really have ice cream. Can I at least get you a beer," he asked nervously.
"Sure. You could give me some information as well," Dante said as he took a seat at the bar. The bartender poured him a tall pint of his best beer on the house. "Not bad," Dante said after taking a sip. "Have any idea where I can find some names? Vox, Velvet, Ace Dukes, Falco Redgrave, Maelstrom, or anyone who is considered scum in Hell."
"Those are some really big names you got there," the bartender said while wiping down one of his glasses. "No one really wants to mess with Vox or Velvet. They usually hang out in the Porn Studio, but you burnt that place down. Don't know who this Maelstrom is, but I do know where you can find Ace Dukes. He has a casino on the edge of the city. They say whoever goes in comes out broke or worse."
"What about Falco Redgrave," Dante asked, taking another sip of his beer.
"Hardly know the guy. All I know is that he is a big shot. Uses different arrays of guns and stuff. Even said to make stuff from leftover holy weapons," the bartender informed the Demon Hunter. "No one knows what Falco even looks like. He's said to kill his targets fast."
"Sounds like I could give him a run for his money," Dante laughed as he took a big swig of his beer.
"I'll take your word for it, pal. Especially since he killed that legendary gunsmith way back when," the bartender said as Dante was ready to take his fourth gulp but stopped.
"Legendary gunsmith," Dante asked raising a brow.
"Yeah. Killed someone by the name of the .45 Virtue or something," the bartender said while cleaning another one of his glasses.
"The .45 Caliber Virtuoso," Dante said coldly as he had a hard grip on his glass. 'Nell, I finally know your killer.'
"Yeah, that's it! Heard she was really good," the bartender said aloud as he noticed the look the Demon Hunter was giving. "Knew her?"
"Yeah, something like that," Dante said, finishing off his beer and standing up. "If you want to make the place booming, add strawberry sundaes to the menu. And if anyone here is looking to have a better life, head to the Hazbin Hotel," he said before walking out of the place.
"Dante," the Devil Hunter heard his name being called once he stepped outside the bar. Dante looked to see who was calling for him as he noticed Charlie running towards him. "Finally! I was able to find you," she said taking heavy breaths in.
"Wait, you ran to find me," Dante chuckled. "So what? Does the hotel have roaches or something? I exterminate demons, not bugs. Unless it's demon bugs."
"Eww no, we cleaned for roaches before we opened and Niffty would deal with them anyway. I wanted to ask you something a bit more personal," Charlie told him. "The reason why I was looking for you is I… I…" She started to panic as she turned her head. 'Why am I getting so nervous? I never got this nervous when I asked out Vaggie.'
The Son of Sparda smirked as he saw how the Princess of Hell was struggling to get the words out of her mouth. "Charlie," he said as he grabbed the girl's chin with his left hand and made her look at him. "If you're going to tell me something, at least look me in the eye."
"O-okay," Charlie said with a large blush on her cheeks and her voice cracking like a teenage girl. "I l-... I lo- I like you a lot!" 'Dammit. I said the other word! Stupid, stupid, stupid!'
Dante watched as Charlie started to slap her cheeks and shake her head like she was embarrassed by her words. "So you like me, huh? Does that mean you really like me, princess?"
"What… well… I… yes," she admitted, her face beet red out from embarrassment and hanging her head so that her blonde hair covered her face. "If you don't feel the same way, that's fine. I-I just want to get it off my chest," she said. "It's been eating away at me and my mom said that I should at least tell you."
Dante didn't say anything for a few seconds as he just reached his hands out and grabbed her face and again, made her look at him. "You really are something princess."
"Huh? Wait is that a yes or a no," Charlie asked, sounding confused.
"No matter how hard people knock you down, you always stand right back up," Dante explained, referring to Charlie's work with the hotel. "It actually reminded me of myself. To keep moving forward. Because of that, I like you too."
This actually made Charlie smile. He accepted her feelings, even if just platonically from what he was saying. Sighing relief over her worries disappearing, Charlie hugged Dante. "Thanks. How about we get some pizza and bring it to the hotel?"
"Sounds good to me, but no olives," he told her.
"Sure, how about pineapples," she asked. "I know it's kinda weird but trust me, you're going to love it."
"Sure, we'll order three pies," Dante told her. "Shall we get going?"
"Let's," Charlie said as she hugged his arm. "And I know just the place where we can go," she added as she guided him further into town.
Little did the both of them know, someone was lurking in the shadows as he was trailing behind the couple. "Finally found you, Son of Sparda. Your weapons will make a fine addition to my collection," the figure said as he slowly followed them, leaving behind a blood-red feather.
And that should leave it right there. Again, a huge shoutout to WaterDragonMaverick for Beta reading and editing. And before anyone says anything about Nell Goldsteans death, this is my version of her death so don't be spamming me about how she died in cannon. Another note is that this story will take place mainly in the Pride ring since sinners can't actually travel to the other 6 rings in hell. "What about Dante he's not a sinner." You are right about that, he's not. And I am going to safely say he can travel to the other rings in hell thanks to his father's blood. But just to let everyone know that 99% of the story will be in the Pride ring. I might do another ring in the future but I will keep that a secret for now and see where we are headed. Also another thing. Nothing, involving Stolas and Stella's relationship won't be too involved with this story. She is still pissed at him but Stolas did cheat on her and Blitzo did embarrass her in front of her guests. So I can't blame her but killing the Owl Daddy is overboard, Until next time, be good and I will see you all later, bye!"