Porn Studios


"A new brand? Why do you need a new brand?" Velvet asked as she was sitting back in one of the chairs in Vox's office.

"It's not a new brand per se...more like a new company," Vox responded.

"But calling it Voxitech? Heh, real humble aren't we?" Velvet asked with a smirk.

"Shit it's my fucking company, I can name it whatever the fuck I want. People of hell fucking love their technology; might as well continue to fill that demand with a new line of new, sweet tech," Vox said.

"You and yer tech, you can't get enough of it can you?" Velvet asked.

"Nope. Getting out a whole new line of computers, maybe phones, you don't realize how much fucking money that can bring," Vox said.

"Can we use that money to finally fix up the studios?" Velvet asked.

"Fix? What is wrong with the studios?" Vox asked.

"We just got to change up the vibe of this place. Doesn't it get old looking at the same place?" Velvet asked.

"That does not justify spending money to change up the place when it doesn't need to be changed," Vox responded.

"Whatever, be boring I guess," Velvet said with a shoulder shrug. She then heard the sound of the elevator dinging and footsteps coming with it. "Oh, looks like Tino is back."

"Yep," Vox responded.

"Where did he go again?" Velvet asked.

"He went over to get Angel from this hotel," Vox said. The door to his office was open and Valentino walked past looking really pissed without Angel, without his hat, and without his glasses. "And that doesn't look good."

"Geez Val, what crawled up yer ass?" Velvet asked as Valentino still faced away from both of them.

"Yeah you seem pretty pissy right now," Vox said as he noticed it too.

Valentino slammed his fists on his desk and let out a sigh. "First I need you two to fuck off."

"What the fuck is the matter with you?" Velvet asked again.

"Because I had some fucking problems getting Angel FROM THAT FUCKING BITCH ASS HOTEL!" Valentino said finally starting to let out some steam.

"Wow I'm surprised Alastor did stop you from trying to get Angel," Velvet said.

"It wasn't really Alastor. It was that FUCKING human," Valentino responded.

"What? No shit? That human is staying at the princess's hotel?" Vox said as that kind of made him laugh.

"Appar-a-fucking-ently he is. And that fucking cunt smashed my glasses and burned my fucking hat," Valentino said. Just thinking about that made him even madder.

"Ouch! That is cold," Velvet said.

"That bitch is going to fucking get it, just like the rest of that fucking hotel," Valentino said.

"I don't know if that is the smartest idea. You got this overpowered human and the radio demon in one place. I think that's a losing battle," Velvet said.

"So what? You just want me to sit on my fucking hands while they walk all over me? Not going to fucking happen. I'm not going to become their bitch and let them take Angel away from me," Valentino responded.

"But is it really a smart idea to start a war this close to the next Extermination? You don't want something going bad that gets you stranded out there do you?" Vox asked.

Valentino wanted to call him a dumbass, pussy, or whatever insult he could think of but ended up biting his tongue and letting out another sigh. "No. I guess it fucking ISN'T. But something has to happen. I can't let them fucking win."

"But what could we do? I mean I ain't one of those demons who can use all these mystical powers to kill someone like the Radio Demon, hell I don't even think Vox could take him either," Velvet said.

"Woah, woah, woah. Who the fuck says I couldn't? And besides that where is your confidence in me?" Vox asked as he felt a little offended by that comment.

"Voxy I just don't think you're on the same level as Alastor. He's like up here and you're like down here," Velvet said. She used both of her hands to demonstrate her point. Her left hand was raised to the same height as her head to represent Alastor, while her right hand was at her chest to represent Vox.

"Wow, I see how it fucking is," Vox responded.

"Can you two fucking bring it back to the point here?" Valentino said as he wasn't in the mood for humor.

"This is a part of the point here. I don't know if you just expect the three of us to launch an attack on that hotel. You said Alastor is there along with that human who is apparently very strong. They don't seem like easy prey," Velvet said.

"It's more of that FUCKING human that's the goddamn problem. Alastor I can still get him to obey the laws of hell but that human don't fucking follow a thing that anybody says. He just breaks every rule in the goddamn book so he won't give a shit about Angel being a contracted soul," Valentino said.

"So Angel is just going to hunker down in that hotel place?" Vox asked.

"That's along the lines of what I was fucking thinking. No way in hell he will spend the rest of his days in hell stuck in that hotel. He'll come out sometime. I'll fucking get him back eventually," Valentino said.

"Okay well, how do you plan on figuring out about when he leaves?" Velvet asked.

"That's something I gotta fucking think about. Maybe I'll get people on the streets to notify me when he is out in the open," Valentino said.

"Tino, baby, you gotta stop living in the past and enjoy all the wonderful technological advancements of this point in time. Do you forget the person who is in this room?" Vox said as he motioned towards himself giving an obvious hint to the answer.

"Heh. How careless of me, you are absolutely right," Valentino said as he was catching what Vox was throwing at him. He knew that Vox was an absolute wizz with anything involving technology. He didn't even know to tell him the plan because Valentino knew he would cook up something good.

"From the sounds of it you've had a long and rough day. So how about you sit back and let your gracious boyfriend take care of it," Vox said with a bit of a seductive grin on his screen that did make Valentino feel better.

"Oh? And how are you going to take care of it, baby?" Valentino asked.

"You'll have to wait and see," Vox said as he smiled back.

"Woah if you two are about to start fucking tell me now," Velvet said as she was ready to bounce.

"You don't have to worry about that doll, I need a bit of me time," Valentino said as he almost thought of saying yes.

"Oh, um alright. As I said, I'll make this Angel situation a hell of a lot easier," Vox responded.

"That is just what I need right about now," Valentino said. "I'll leave you to it then."

Vox left Valentino's office and Velvet did too. She was off to do her own thing cause she knew Vox would be busy with whatever plan he had cooked up. Vox reentered his office and sat down in his chair and used his intercom to speak with his receptionist.

"Shannon, do me a favor and find Briar and Hammel and send them up to my office," Vox ordered.

"Right away sir," Shannon said from the other line.

It took longer than expected for Briar and Hammel to reach Vox's office and because of that Vox grew a bit impatient as he liked things to be done fast and quickly. After a little under ten minutes, they finally arrived.

"Y-Yes Vox?" Briar asked as the two of them seemed hesitant to come in.

"First off stop standing in the FUCKING doorway and come in," Vox said as he used his finger to motion them to come in. As they got closer he used both his hands to motion to tell them to stop walking. "Now I called for you two because I have a job for you two to do."

"What kind of job?" Hammel asked in a nervous tone.

"Second, fucking CALM the fuck down. It ain't a hard job. Even demons like yourselves could do it," Vox said as he interlocked his fingers.

"What do we gotta do?" Briar asked.

"Surveillance boys. That is the name of the game on today's agenda," Vox said as he got out of his seat, walked around to the front of his desk, and then sat on top of it. "Now, our gracious Valentino had a bit of trouble over at that hotel run by Lucifer's daughter. You probably saw that stupid news section she did right?"

"No," Briar immediately responded.

"Nope," Hammel said as well.

Vox basically looked at them both with an annoyed look followed by a sigh. "Okay well, do you at least know about the hotel she owns?"

"Ummm. Would it help if I said yes?" Briar asked.

"For the love of fuck. What do you two know?" Vox asked as he really wanted to know that question.

"I know the Extermination is less than two days away," Briar answered.

"Me too," Hammel responded.

"Well thank fuck you both remembered about the single most event in hell. That would be terrible," Vox said with obvious hints of sarcasm.

"We ain't that stupid," Hammel responded.

Vox practically face-palmed at that response, or in his case, screen-palmed. "Clearly," He thought to himself. "Okay let's back to the job you both are assigned."

"When were we assigned a job?" Briar asked.

"The FUCKING SURVEILLANCE! Do you both not remember when I said that was the name of the game?" Vox said as he was beginning to lose his mind.

"Oh, right, right," Hammel said as he did remember that.

"Okay so. You're probably wondering what type of surveillance you both are doing. Well, our gracious Valentino ventured over to that hotel run by the princess to bring Angel back to the studios but was met with a bit of...resistance. To make a long story short, Valentino is not going to be able to get Angel from the hotel. So the only way for him to do so is to wait for Angel to leave the hotel," Vox explained.

"Wait so Angel Dust is hiding out at that hotel?" Briar asked.

"If that's the case what would make him ever leave?" Hammel asked as well.

"Yes, and someone like Angel would probably go crazy being just locked up in a building every single day. There is no way he doesn't leave the hotel eventually and that's what we are waiting for," Vox said as he answered both questions in the same sentence.

"So are we just going to watch the hotel until leaves?" Hammel asked.

"Exactly," Vox said. He then got off the desk and walked around to pick up a small, black briefcase." In this case, is a set of cameras. All you have to do is go to that hotel and place these cameras around the hotel."

"But we don't know where it is," Briar said.

"Then I guess you better find it then," Vox replied.

"Uh okay," Hammel said as he took the briefcase from Vox.

"Now those cameras are small which makes them less noticeable. Find a good place to place them where someone can't just look and find it immediately," Vox instructed.

"How come you don't do it? You could put the cameras where you want," Briar said.

"First off I am way busier than you two on a daily basis, second I am very noticeable. People of hell all know my face and If I am spotted near that hotel, they know I am not there for whatever bullshit they got cooking there. But they do not know either of your faces," Vox answered.

"Oh. I see," Briar responded.

"Now off you go. Come back to me when you have those cameras in place and I'll take care of the rest," Vox said as he sat back on his desk.

The two demons looked at one another before turning around and heading out of the office. They turned left and were walking down the hallway but stopped once they heard Vox speak from behind them.

"OH and one more thing you should probably take into consideration. I'd be really careful of who actually spots you doing that. That area is prime radio demon territory," He said with a big grin as he went back into his office and shut the door behind him.

"Did...Did he just say Radio Demon?" Briar asked to make sure he wasn't the only one who heard that.

"Yeah. Yeah, he did. Now I get why he really isn't going," Hammel said as he was back to feeling extremely nervous.


Sometime later at the Hazbin Hotel


"Okay, this has to be the place Vox was talking about," Hammel said as they were walking up the path to the Hazbin Hotel.

"Hazbin Hotel. That's a stupid fucking name," Briar said reading the name aloud.

"Who gives a fuck we been looking for this damn place for hours. Let's just get this shit done," Hammel said as he put down the briefcase so they could collect the cameras.

"The Extermination is still like 24 hours away, we got plenty of time," Briar said.

"That is not what I'm fucking worried about. You remember Vox mentioning that the radio demon lurks around here?" Hammel asked.

"Oh...right," Briar said.

"And if the fucking radio demon spots us doing something mischievous on his turf he's probably going to kill our ass," Hammel said.

"I know you did not just use the word mischievous. What are you? Some proper English gentlemen?" Briar said putting on an English accent.

"First off fuck yourself, second is there anything wrong with a little class?" Hammel asked.

"Dude you're a demon of hell who works for a company in the sex business, you don't have any class," Briar said.

"You know what I don't have to take this negativity," Hammel responded.

"It ain't negativity, it's the cold hard truth and you know how the saying goes, the truth will set you free," Briar said.

"Okay, can we just get back to our fucking job here? We are tempting fucking faith for having this conversation for as long as we've been having it," Hammel said as he proceeded to open the suitcase.

"We are still looking okay at the moment. No one has come in or out," Briar said as he made sure that was true by looking all around.

"You fucking never know with someone like Alastor. That motherfucker lurks," Hammel said as he picked up two of the cameras and gave the other to Briar.

"I guess that is true," Briar said. He began to look around at the outside of the Hazbin Hotel. "So where the fuck should we put these?"

"I don't even fucking know, there really isn't anywhere good," Hammel responded which was true. The area outside of the hotel was very open. It didn't contain any shrubs or any type of plant decorations followed by any little nook or cranny where something could be hidden in. All it contained was a fence going around most of the hotel. "Look we are just going to have to improvise and do the best we can cause there ain't no guarantee that no one is gonna spot one of these fuckers."

"And we can just tell Vox that," Briar said.

"Or we could not tell him that. If we tell them that we hid them good and someone does find them, we can just say that they got lucky and spotted them," Hammel said.

"But then he could use the claim that if we hid them so good, how did someone find them?" Briar said acting in for the voice of Vox.

"Hm that is a good point. Okay fuck it let's just hide them and say they are in place and just be done with it," Hammel said as he was starting to realize they kept on wasting more and more time.

"Fine with me," Briar said as he and Hammel split up to go find a spot to place the cameras.

Briar was along the fence thinking of what he could do with this camera. He looked at the red fence and saw a gap between the top bar and the middle bar. He tried to shove the camera in the gap to see if it would stay but the gap was too big and the camera just fell to the other side. Luckily for him there were large square gaps in each fence so he could just reach to the other side and pick up the camera. "This is a really shitty fence when you think about it. Who the fuck is this keeping out?" He thought to himself as he kept on looking for a spot. He looked back and forth but couldn't find somewhere good to put the camera so he just said fuck it and just placed the camera on the ground next to the fence. He made sure the camera was pointing in the direction of the hotel so you could see who was coming and going out. After he placed his camera he looked over to see Hammel was still placing his so he decided to go meet back up with him.

Hammel was currently being very quiet as he was right in front of the hotel and was pretty near the doors. He wanted to put the camera on top of something but he couldn't find anything good. He just decided he would place the camera on the ground that was angled toward the front doors so you could see he came in or came out. he then looked around to make sure they didn't have any peeping tom's seeing them do this. He didn't see any so he started to make his way back over to Briar.

"You all good on your end?" Briar said once they met back up.

"I just got this last one. Where did you put yer camera?" Hammel asked.

"Over by the fence over there," Briar said as he pointed towards it.

"Doesn't that seem a bit far?" Hammel asked.

"I mean maybe but what camera can't zoom in? Besides gives it a wide area to see," Briar said trying to sound professional.

"Okay well, where should I put this one?" Hammel asked.

"Hmm. How about you put it like in front of the pathway here? You can see who comes and goes pretty easy," Briar suggested.

"Alright, that could work," Hammel said. He and Briar both walked over to the stone path and placed the camera on the ground a bit out of sight and angled it directly towards the front side of the hotel. "Okay, I think we are good. I don't think these will be easily spotted."

"Yeah, and I think that was best we could have done. Ain't like he had nothin' to hide them in or could install them into a wall," Briar responded.

"Exactly," Hammel said as he started to look around. "Oh my fucking god. Dude, dude, that human, he's coming this way!"

Briar looked behind him to see the Slayer slowly walking in their direction. "Oh fuck. Vox never mentioned anything about him!"

"Maybe he's just stopping by, m-maybe he has some business," Hammel said as he was starting to speak fast.

"Maybe he's not. Maybe he saw us putting up the fucking cameras!" Briar exclaimed.

"SHHHH. Shut the fuck up about that. Look play it cool, he's coming this way," Hammel said as he put his game face on and turned to look at the Slayer who was in front of them both now. "Hey there, how you doing?" He said in a fake greeting.

"Yeah evening there," Briar said in a nervous tone.

Luckily for them, the Slayer didn't bother to stop when they spoke to them. He just kept walking towards the front of the hotel.

"I think our casual talk worked," Briar whispered to Hammel.

"Thank fuck," Hammel said softly. "Let's get the hell outta here."

"I agree," Briar said as they both started to speed walk away from the hotel.

Over by the Slayer, he was reentering the hotel after another trip through hell. During his trips, he really didn't have much of an end goal or any type of destination. He had fully accepted the fact that he would remain here for some time and just had to get used to an idea like that. He knew he would find a way out in the future but how far in the future that was is a mystery of his own. There was old jazz music being played by Alastor as everyone was in the lobby at the moment looking somewhat busy. He saw that Charlie had a clipboard like she was making sure of something but wasn't aware of what.

"Oh hey, welcome back!" Charlie said in a cheerful tone. She knew she wouldn't get a response back but always liked to keep her common courtesy.

The Slayer decided he would remain in the lobby for now as he went over and sat himself down in one of the couches in the lobby. He held up his left arm and started to massage his wrist. Once he was done with that he decided to do one of his regular checks. He slightly extended his blade and felt the blade to see if it still remained sharp as ever or was becoming dull. While he was looking down and feeling the edge of the blade, he caught the site of a pair of white feet and knew someone was standing in front of him. He slowly looked up to see the person he was expecting which was Husk. He was holding a bottle of something and had a new white patch on his cheek, the Slayer assumed it was from his wound.

"Look. I don't know if you drink or not but you can take this if you want. It's some hard shit. I can tell well enough that you go through some fucking problems, don't we fucking all...sometimes shit like this can help block it out. So if you fucking want it, here it is," Husk said as he placed it on the ground in front of the Slayer. "Also you could take it 'cause I was happy to finally see Valentino get put on his ass, knock him down a few fucking pegs. That guy is a fucking asshole who uses his power and greed to take control of others. Angel...he's a prime example. I'd watch yer back now, you are a target in hell now." He said as he walked back over to the bar.

The Slayer looked down at the bottle that was set beside him. It didn't have any kind of label on it, it was just a light and dark green bottle but according to Husk, it was some type of alcohol. The Slayer was not much of a drinker and hadn't had a drink in god knows how long. He could understand the gesture that Husk was trying to make towards him but he just wasn't someone to try and drink his problems away. He mainly just used them in his anger against the demons...or just pushed them away. He figured that Husk used alcohol to try and push his problems away too.

"Aw, how nice of you Husk, giving him your alcohol," Angel said as Husk got back to the bar.

"Yeah, yeah," Husk said trying to avoid talking about mushy stuff.

"What did you say to him?" Niffty asked as Husk only talked loud enough for anyone else to really hear him that well.

"None of any of yer concerns," Husk responded.

"Lame," Niffty said which actually made Husk grin a bit.

"Geez, Angel could you ogle the human any more than you are?" Vaggie said as she saw Angel just staring at the human ever since Husk came back to the bar.

"First off, fuck you. I'm pretty sure anyone whether straight, gay, bi, trans or what the fuck ever could appreciate a body like that. Second, that wasn't my initial intent for staring his way," Angel responded as he spoke loud enough for all of them to hear.

"So what was your intent?" Niffty asked.

"Well Husk just gave him a drink and I wanna see if he drinks it," Angel responded.

"So...you want to watch the human drink?" Charlie asked in a confused tone.

"You really are into weird sexual fantasies," Vaggie added as well.

"Okay whores I don't always think of sex as much of a shock that may come to you. Think of it like this, if he does take a drink, what has to happen?" Angel said as he was making hand motions to try and get their brains working.

"He has to swallow?" Niffty answered.

"Kinky but no. He has to take off his helmet and girl I know you all have to be wondering what his face looks like under that helmet," Angel said answering his own question.

"Well, I can't deny that I haven't wondered that as well," Charlie said as she looked at the Slayer who was still looking at his blade.

"Exactly, the glass on that helmet is too dark for us to really make out what he looks like," Angel said.

"Well I wouldn't try and pressure him to take it off," Charlie said.

"Girl you think I could make that guy do anything? This guy stares death in the eye and just laughs," Angel said speaking metaphorically.

"Well I doubt you'll see it 'cause he doesn't look like he will attempt to take any kind of drink soon. He seems too focused on that sword he has coming out of his wrist," Vaggie said.

"Going off of that. Doesn't it feel like he never just relaxes? It feels like most things he does can lead to the lines of killing someone," Niffty said.

"That is why I wanted to try and offer help to him. Something had to cause him to be like that. He clearly is dealing with a lot of pain," Charlie responded.

"That is why I'm dying to know his story," Angel said. "He also only wears that suit of armor everywhere he goes. That armor has to be at least a little heavy cause it's literally a suit of armor."

"Angel like the majority of demons in hell wears the exact same shit," Vaggie mentioned.

"Well that is true but we are not wearing a full-ass suit of armor. It's like demons walking around with a bulletproof vest on all the time. I wish he would speak like a normal person or at least write something down," Angel responded.

"When the guy actually manages to communicate he only uses one word at a time. You really think he'd just fucking sit down and give us a whole life story?" Vaggie said as she was pretty much asking a rhetorical question.

"Guess that is true. But going back to the drink thing," Angel started to say before Husk cut him off.

"Okay when did my bar become the fucking gossip table?" Husk asked as all they were doing was talking about the Slayer behind his back.

"When do people not gossip at a bar? You know when people get drunk off their asses they'll spill their guts about everything," Angel responded.

"True," Husk said as he didn't have much argument about that.

"But this is the last thing cause I want you all to give me your opinion on this. Have any of you even seen the guy drink or eat...like anything?" Angel asked which caused everyone's brains to start working.

"Well...I um...huh...I guess I haven't," Charlie said.

"Neither have I," Vaggie responded.

"Me either," Niffty responded as well.

"See THAT'S what I'm wondering. That fella was out in hell for what weeks on end and I don't know what he would have been eating or drinking," Angel said.

"Who knows, maybe he's got some secret stash in his room?" Niffty suggested.

"Could be true," Angel said.

"Maybe he's on some kind of...special diet?" Charlie said but probably was not the right answer.

"Pretty sure people like that have to eat more than normal people," Husk said and by normal people, he meant people who weren't jacked.

"God this guy is such a hot mystery," Angel said as the story of the Slayer wouldn't be solved today.

The Slayer retracted his blade and got to his feet. The others looked over at him as he turned the corner to go up the staircase back to his room. As he got further and further up the stairs something wasn't feeling right again. Oh no, it was happening again. The Slayer's body felt like it was failing him as he collapsed onto a knee. This one was not like the last few, this one was a bad one as he couldn't stay awake and fully collapsed onto the floor. The Slayer's armor make it a lot louder which caught the attention of everyone else.

"What the hell was that?" Vaggie said as she expected something broke. She walked over to the front of the steps and saw it like the others.

"Oh no," Charlie said as she hurried up the steps to come to the aid of the Slayer.

"What the fuck just happened to him?" Angel said.

"I have no idea he was fine just a second ago," Vaggie said.

"My what an unfortunate spill," Alastor said as he made his way up the stairs as well.

"Did you do something to him? I know you got weird voodoo magic?" Angel asked.

"I assure you I have not done a thing to him. I am just as shocked as you are," Alastor responded.

"Why do you sound like you're bullshitting?" Vaggie asked.

"Cause that's just what he does," Husk said as he was leaning against one of the pillars in front of the stairs.

"Of course," Vaggie said.

"Should we even move him?" Niffty asked.

"I don't know. I don't think it would hurt him if we did. Here try to roll him on his back," Charlie said.

The Slayer was currently laying on his right side with his arms right arm laid out and his left arm over his body as well. It took a small, light push for them to move him completely on his back.

"So now what?" Angel asked.

"I think we should try and get him to a softer spot like a bed," Charlie said.

"Charlie you expect us of all people to pick this guy up? Who knows how much he weighs with all that muscle and armor," Angel said and he was speaking the truth. None of the members of the hotel had a ton of physical strength.

"I guess I see your point," Charlie said as he was trying to think of what to do.

"You don't find it dickish to just leave his ass at the top of the stairs just on the floor while he's knocked out?" Husk spoke up.

"Nope," Alastor said as he looked at Husk. That was an inside joke the others wouldn't understand.

"You don't think anything is a dick move," Vaggie said.

"He's only saying that shit 'cause he's done sum shit like that to me before," Husk responded.

"Precisely. You got yourself into those situations, I knew you could get yourself out," Alastor said.

"You think whatever happened to him is his fault?" Vaggie asked speaking about the Slayer.

"Yeah we cannot just leave him on the floor like that," Charlie added.

"Who really knows for sure," Alastor said with a shoulder shrug as he mainly was responding to Vaggie.

"I doubt whatever happened was his fault. Hey wait, you could move him to his room couldn't you Al?" Charlie asked.

"Yeah you can, I should remember since you threw my ass through a fucking portal," Angel said as she agreed with Charlie's claim.

"Oh yes I do remember that fondly. It was quite fun on my end," Alastor said.

"So that means you could move him towards his room right?" Charlie asked.

"I suppose I could," Alastor said as he raised his fingers and snapped them together. All of a sudden the Slayer was gone off of the floor and back in his room. "There, he is back in his room."

"Thank you Alastor," Charlie said.

"Should we look after him?" Niffty asked.

Charlie looked toward the hallway in which the Slayer's room resided. "Maybe we should just leave him to rest. None of us are real doctors who know what could possibly be going on with him." And she was right they could have never guessed in a million years why he suddenly collapsed on the floor.

(The next day)

Many hours had passed since the Slayer had yet another type of power withdrawal. This one was continuing to hit the Slayer hard as he was still unconscious in his room. That didn't go unnoticed by the members of the hotel and a few demons were interested in a possible idea.

"Wow he is still out like a light," Angel said as he talked quietly to Niffty.

"I really wonder if he's alright should we have called a doctor?" Niffty asked.

"I really don't know. As far as I know, he just passed out which is odd cause this guy has given off the feel of a wrecking machine," Angel said.

"I know what you mean," Niffty said.

"Maybe he's having trouble breathing. That helmet being on his head probably doesn't help," Angel suggested.

"Angel, are you just finding an excuse to take off his helmet?" Niffty asked as she could see what he was doing.

"Little bit of yes and no. C'mon, you cannot tell me you aren't curious and who knows, maybe I am right," Angel said.

"Well. I guess it wouldn't hurt anything to check,' Niffty said as she was giving in.

"Exactly and I ain't trying to hurt the guy or take off all his armor," Angel said as he walked around the bed toward the Slayer's head. He put two hands on the helmet and started to pull. It didn't come as easy as expected but Angel was able to slowly pull off the helmet. Niffty had gotten on the bed and was looking downwards at the Slayer. It was big reveal time as Angel had fully pulled off the helmet and at long last, the Slayer's face was seen for the very first time in the entire realm of hell. "Holy fucking shit."

"Woah," Niffty said.

"He's actually pretty fucking hot," Angel said as he placed the helmet on a nearby desk.

"Did you expect him to be ugly?" Niffty asked.

"Well, I don't know. He was wearing a somewhat dark helmet so I don't know if he was tryna hide something or he was some big brute who had the body but not the looks," Angel responded.

"I figured he would be good-looking," Niffty said.

"God damn look all around his face like his chin, his cheeks, his lips. All those scars," Angel said as that became a very interesting focal point.

"Oh wait you're right!" Niffty replied as she bent down to see all the scarring on his face.

"He looks fucking badass but this begs an even bigger question of what kind of shit has this guy gone through to get all these scars on his face," Angel said.

"Yeah, if I had to guess he probably has even more scars around his whole body," Niffty said.

"I see where your head is going with that girl but I don't think we should take it that far," Angel replied with a grin as he would definitely not mind getting a peak under the armor. "As much as I would like to see I don't think I'd like it if someone was undressing me in my sleep or whatever kind of coma this is."

"Yeah you are right," Niffty said.

"NIFFTY, ANGEL, what are you two doing in here?" Vaggie exclaimed in a mean tone.

"SHHHH. Keep it down killjoy," Angel replied. "Come over here and look at him."

"What? What is i-. You two took his helmet off?" Charlie said as she clearly saw the Slayer's head without a green helmet.

"Hey, we don't know if he could breathe in that thing or not and we might as well make him as comfy as possible. But besides just look at his hot and badass-looking face. Clearly human that's for sure.

As much as Charlie didn't approve with them taking his possession off of him she did find herself looking over his face. "Oh my, his face is full of scarring."

"That's what we were saying," Angel said. "Even on his cheeks too."

"Dark brown hair too," Niffty said.

"Well if you claimed that you were trying to allow him to breathe, did you even check if he was breathing? He has been out for a whole day now, there is that possibility," Vaggie said. She also was intrigued by his face too. Even though she really was more into girls, she could tell he was a good-looking guy.

"Oh right. What is it like the side of the neck or something?" Angel said as he took two fingers and moved them around the Slayer's neck and he did find a heartbeat. "Yep, he's breathing alright. Must just be in some coma AH!" He let out a small scream as he felt his hand get snatched and then felt a hand grab the part of his jacket where his "tits" were and then raise him in the air almost having his head hit the ceiling. His blade shot out of his wrist as he was getting ready to carve Angel like a thanksgiving turkey.

The Slayer was fully awake now and seem a bit disoriented of where he actually was. His dreams were...well they weren't good like always. He was seeing some dark shit and the last time he felt someone messing with him was when he first fell into this realm so he blindly assumed someone was up to no good. It felt like when he woke up after being out for a while, something bad was going on. Luckily for Angel, he grabbed a little lower than his neck, otherwise, he'd be choking him right now. Still disoriented about what was going on he was gritting his teeth hard at Angel and giving him a really mean stare.

"WOAH, WOAH, Muscles. It's me Angel," Angel said trying to get him to stop.

"NO STOP, He's not trying to hurt you!" Charlie said as well to get the Slayer to stop. She knew she couldn't physically stop him.

The Slayer got out of it and realized that it was in fact Angel he had a few feet off the ground. His face started to calm more as he looked around the room to see he was in fact in the hotel and Charlie, Vaggie and Niffty were in there too. He retracted his blade and lowered Angel back to the floor and let him go.

"Y-You okay big guy? You just collapsed yesterday," Angel said. Due to the fact that the Slayer had not proceeded to hurt him and seemed like he didn't know where he was. He did not take what some may call a near-death experience as anything more than the human having a bad dream.

"Yeah, we were wondering what happened to you," Niffty said as she still was on his bed.

The Slayer started to remember that now and did forget for a moment that he did have another one of those moments. His question of why that was happening to him was still left unanswered and clearly, those moments were not done. He looked away from Niffty and towards the wall as he was thinking for a moment. He looked to his left to see his helmet was off his head and was placed beside him. He reached over and picked it back up. He turned around and began to walk his way out. Angel backed up as the Slayer had to come his way to get around the bed. Charlie and Vaggie made sure they were out of the way as he proceeded out. He turned the corner and began to walk down the stairs, although at the same time, Husk was coming up the stairs and stopped in his tracks as he saw the Slayer wasn't wearing his helmet and got a good look at his face as he passed by down the stairs and proceeded towards the doors.

"Okay so it's clear that he ain't fucking dead," Angel said as he was adjusting himself. They all remained inside of his room.

"Probably should be a tell to not mess with him while he is out of it," Vaggie said.

"Look as far as I know he was sleeping in some way and with that he had to be having some type of bad dream. You did not see that look on his face as he was giving me the biggest death stare I had ever seen and clearly, he didn't want to kill me as he gently put me down," Angel said.

"That's kind of a good point Angel," Niffty said.

"Even so, that still was a scary situation. I truly didn't know if he was going to kill you," Charlie said.

"There is no doubt that the guy clearly is dangerous. If he has moments like that where he loses control, he could kill any one of us or even a potential client," Vaggie said. She never trusted those with high amounts of power.

Charlie didn't know how to respond to that. She was still kind of shocked by that whole situation. But the conversation would end up shifting as Husk made his way into it.

"What in the fuck is going on in here? Having a fucking party?" Husk said as it was odd to him why they were all in the Slayer's room.

"When the human woke up there was an...incident," Charlie said.

"What kind of incident?" Husk asked.

"He was very close to killing Angel," Vaggie answered.

"What the hell? What the fuck did you do?" Husk asked in a tone that clearly made it seem like Angel was at fault here.

"Hold on, why the fuck are you giving me that tone like I did something bad?" Angel asked as he took offense to that.

"Well he ain't tried to kill you before," Husk replied.

"I kind of agree with what Angel said before that he may not have been seeing what he thought he was seeing and thought Angel was a threat," Charlie said.

"Fucking thank you. I almost got skewered and I ain't sweating over it. Wouldn't be the first time I about died," Angel responded.

"Oh well sorry to hear that," Niffty said

"Oh. Uh, thanks?" Angel responded as he didn't expect to hear that.

"Look I just think that we may have to watch him sometimes. Maybe you're right, maybe he does have a lot of problems that we don't know about. But if he's going to stay here without going through any type of rehabilitation we have to make sure he doesn't kill someone," Vaggie said.

"Funny that you are now worried about him more than freaking smiles," Angel said.

"At this point, I know smiles won't kill a guest 'cause this is practically a business of his. That human is still a mystery," Vaggie said.

"Speaking of him, did you see him when you came to the room?" Charlie asked directing it towards Husk.

"Yeah, I did. Actually saw his fucking face for the first time, didn't think that would happen," Husk responded.

"Hey I was just trying to make sure he could breathe in that thing and he was comfy. It was just an added bonus," Angel said.

"Going back to the human, did he go somewhere?" Charlie asked.

"He went outside again. An interesting decision to do this close to the next cleanse but I guess he does have a few hours," Husk said not thinking more of what he just said.

"Oh wait a fucking minute," Angel said.

"Oh shit," Charlie also said.

"The fuck is it?" Husk asked as he didn't expect that reaction.

"I don't think he even knows about that," Charlie said. Did any of you ever mention it to him?" She asked hoping one of them did. But she got a few heads shaking no and silence in response. "Shit it still is so surprising to me that he is a human in hell that I forget he doesn't know any of the events of hell or even the laws of hell."

"Well maybe he'll come back before it starts," Niffty said.

"He also could not. I don't know, maybe he went out there to clear his head or something but that still is extremely dangerous," Charlie said.

"Well what can we even do for him now?" Niffty asked.

"I. I'm going to see if I can go catch up to him so I can tell him," Charlie said.

"Hold on princess, is THAT even a good idea?" Angel asked.

"I got to make it right because I didn't tell him in the first place," Charlie said.

"Woah hon this is a bit crazy. What if he already knows about it?" Vaggie asked.

"Well that may be true but does he even know when it happens? Look if I go out to try and find him and come back to him being here then it will be good. But again that part of me feels like I have to make it right to him," Charlie explained.

"If you are really gonna do this then you should already know I am going with you," Vaggie said.

"See I think that's a worse idea. Charlie may be able to get away with getting caught 'cause she is royalty but you may not have that same effect," Angel said.

"Well unfortunately I would like to agree with you Angel, but I know Vaggie too well and know there is no talking her out of it," Charlie responded.

"Exactly," Vaggie said pulling out her spear as a way to reinforce that she was going.

"Okay, we got to hurry now to see if we can catch up to him," Charlie stated as she left the room and Vaggie followed close behind.

(Hours later)

"Well, congratulations all. You all have survived yet another cleanse and get to live another day in hell," Alastor spoke forming a fake toast.

"How fucking grand. If you'll fucking excuse me I'd like to drink this fucking event away," Husk said as he ventured away from the group.

"I say we should all fucking do that," Angel said with his head buried in his phone. The cleanse was only minutes away now, Charlie and Vaggie were still nowhere to be found and only Husk, Angel, Alastor, and Niffty remained in the hotel. "Geez C and H are really pushing the clock here," he said as he checked the time on his phone.

"That's not a good sign. It probably means that they aren't finding him," Niffty said.

"Pentagram is a big fucking place. He could have gone anywhere as he likes to venture outside," Husk said.

"There is nothing wrong with going on a stroll once in a while. You should try that more Husker," Alastor suggested.

"Yeah, and you should try shutting the fuck up more," Husk responded.

"Oh Husk I would be a bit more RESPECTFUL in that tone of yours," Alastor said as he was trying to be scary towards Husk by changing into his real demonic form.

"You know that doesn't work on me. Seen you do that shit way too many times count," Husk said with an annoyed face.

"Oh I am completely aware, but it is always fun to try. I know I'll catch you off your guard eventually," Alastor said.

"Yeah probably when I'm fucking sober," Husk said as he decided he wouldn't let himself get sober by going to the bar.

"You are one creepy fuck smiles," Angel said. "And going on a stroll is fucking dandy but not when it's pushing time against the goddamn cleanse."

"A man who likes to tempt fate, what is more, entertaining than that?" Alastor said.

The doors were then opened and in came Charlie and Vaggie but no human man following behind. They all figured out quite easy they could not relocate him.

"Nowhere to be found hm?" Alastor asked.

"No, I have no idea where he went and we ran out of time to look for him. I don't know what will happen to him out there," Charlie said as they had to close the doors behind them.

"Well hold on hon. Maybe the Exterminators won't attack him. He's not a demon after all," Vaggie said trying to calm Charlie down. The Extermination was already bad enough on her, now it seemed to be getting worse.

"Do you think those Exterminators really judge who they kill? Why would they ever assume that a human has fallen into hell? They'll probably assume that he is a demon of some sort," Alastor said as he had gotten out of his chair and used his cane to be more dramatic.

"Yeah, I'm gonna have to go with fucking Al on this one," Husk said. "Princess you know as well as we do that we can't do a motherfucking thing for him. He's on his own."

"I know. But if he is killed, I'll feel extremely guilty for it," Charlie said with a saddened tone.

"Who knows, everyone knows that he's pretty powerful. He can definitely hold his own against an Exterminator," Angel said with a shoulder shrug. Sure he didn't want the Slayer to get killed as he did owe him one but he believed his claim.

"I have zero doubt in my mind that he could. BUT there isn't just one Exterminator out there at a time. There are too many for me to count. He could easily get overwhelmed by a horde of them. And besides, he just collapsed out of nowhere earlier, he may be really ill or something that we don't know," Charlie explained.

"Another true statement," Alastor said.

"All we can do is wait and see. If he doesn't come back...then we know what happened to him," Vaggie said.

"Yes, yes we will," Alastor added with a large smile. What the others didn't realize is Alastor could have located the Slayer faster than Vaggie and Charlie could due to his friends among the shadows. In a way he purposefully let the Slayer be out in hell because he was very curious about what would happen if a human of his nature was out during a cleanse. This would be very entertaining for him, very entertaining indeed.


Pentagram City


The Slayer looked to the sky as he heard loud sirens blaring all over hell. He wondered what was going on and started to notice that the streets of hell were looking very deserted right about now. His eyes went back up to the sky as he noticed a ton of bright lights filling the red sky. The Slayer watched as a ton of winged creatures came out of those lights. The Slayer watched them all fly all around. It was like watching a swarm of bees with the massive amount of creatures that filled the sky and the others that descended to the ground.

The Slayer now really wondered what was happening right now. What were these creatures doing and why did they come from the sky? The Slayer pulled out his heavy cannon and attached the scope to it so he could try and make out the features of these things. After looking at one of them, he started to get the feeling of an angel. They all had halos on top of their heads with horns and angelic wings. But usually, when you think of an angel, you think of white robes or bright colors. All these so-called angels were completely black with wicked smiles on their faces.

He lowered the gun as he had seen enough. He stayed in place as he observed what these creatures were doing. They all held long jagged spears which raised even more questions for the Slayer. If these are some type of angels, why do they all have a weapon with them? The Slayer assumed they had it for protection against the demons of this realm. But he didn't think about it for very long.

"NO, NO, PLEASE!" A demon yelled from nearby.

The Slayer had sent away his heavy cannon by this point as he slowly turned to the sound of the screaming. He watched as two of those "angels" just mutilated a demon with their spears. That started to become a bit of a theme as the Slayer could hear some more screams nearby. He really wondered what was going on now. But it didn't take long for one of those creatures to try and approach him. The Slayer slowly turned his head in the other direction as he saw one come down from the sky and land in front of him. It had a big smile on its face and was now joined by four more as the Slayer was becoming surrounded. He tightened his fists up at the sight of them all. He was prepared to be attacked right then and there, but the expression of these creatures had changed. They all looked uneasy, confused, and unsure.

The Slayer couldn't know their thoughts, but the Exterminators were definitely confused. They were thrown off by this man's appearance and were picking up some visual signs that this man was a human. But then they thought, why would a human be in hell? That is impossible so he is probably a demon. But he does have the skin and body structure of one so he may be a human after all. But then again if he is a human, why is there some type of demonic presence with him, so he probably is a demon. They all were practically thinking the same thing and couldn't decide on what they should do. It didn't help the decision as this person looked rather intimidating and was not startled by the fact he was surrounded. They all were looking back and forth at one another as they didn't know what to do here, they were kind of waiting for somebody to make a move or make a decision.

One of them practically said fuck it as it approached the Slayer and swung its spear at him from behind. But the Slayer's reflexes were too good as he simply backstepped it and used his blade to slice off the Exterminator's arm. He then used his other hand and grabbed the Exterminator by its literal face and picked it up and just crushed its head on the pavement. The Slayer, from a knee, slowly looked up to see who else wanted it. He then heard another one charge him and this one jabbed its spear at his back. But found it to be a complete failure as the spear just bounced off the Slayer's armor. The Slayer slowly got up in an intimidating way and looked it dead in the eye even with the Exterminator being a little taller than him. The Exterminator tried striking again but the Slayer simply stuck an arm out and caught the strike. He then delivered a punch to the Exterminator and yanked the spear out of its hands. He then decided to use its weapon against it as he jabbed it through its chest, pulled it out, and jabbed it through its head, killing it as well. One more thought it was up to the test as it took both hands and tried to take hard jabs of its spear at the Slayer. The Slayer with ease either blocked the attack with the other Exterminator's spear or dodged it. When the Exterminator tried to go for a high attack on the Slayer, the Slayer used his blade to block the spear and used the one he was holding to jab him through the chest. The Exterminator dropped its spear at the pain and was trying to pull the spear out of its chest. But didn't have time as the Slayer chopped its head off with his blade.

The Slayer slowly looked at the other two to see that they had horrified look on their faces. They both slowly began to back away in a form of surrender. They had never seen any Exterminators be killed so easily or really be killed at all. The guy looked like he did it without breaking a sweat so that told them that he was very powerful and on a special day like today they did not want to be brutally murdered. So since they can't decide if this guy was a demon, they would just try and leave him the hell alone. So they both just flew away and looked for actual easy prey to kill.

The Slayer watched them go to make sure they didn't come back which they did not. The Slayer held his left arm up and retracted his blade as his looked at the now bloody spear he still held in his right hand. To him, it looked like just a basic spear, but he did not know how powerful a weapon like that really was in this realm and what a weapon like that could do to the highest demons in the realm. He just tossed the spear aside as guns were more his thing anyways. He began to walk past the three corpses he just created on the street and stared right back at the sky where he kept seeing these creatures fly around. He then thought of seeing what really was going on here. He looked for a building that he could scale and a building that had a bit of height to it. He found one that would work and thought of a more interesting way to climb it. He brought out his super shotgun and pointed it up toward the building he then shot the meat hook at the wall where it was able to stick. He basically was using the gun as a grappling hook. He let the force of the meat hook pull him upwards and work as a slingshot as well as it was thrown upwards. He used his suit to hit a sort of double jump as it grabbed onto the ledge of the building with one hand. As he was hanging from the ledge, he sent away his shotgun so he could use both arms. He then grabbed the ledge with two and pulled himself up.

He walked along the rooftop towards a different street of hell to see the carnage that was ensuing. He saw these creatures patrol the streets and left their fair share of corpses behind. The Slayer could tell that they were only going after the demons. At that moment a fake light bulb appeared over his head as his eyes were darting all around hell. He just remembered that big clock tower he saw months ago and he was starting to remember that it said cleanse on it. He spotted it in the near distance and knew he needed his heavy cannon again. He brought it out, took aim, and what do you know? It had three straight zeros on it. So that is what this cleanse was about. The Slayer's brain was working now as he was starting to piece something together. He was thinking that these so creatures come from somewhere, possibly heaven, and just kill whoever they find. Going off on his claim he figured that is the reason why they attempted to kill him until he scared them off.

The Slayer's claim of the real process of the cleanse was not too far off and he basically was about to put his claim to the test as he would decide to just remain out in the open. He wouldn't try to take cover and let this blow over. He wasn't scared by these things and he dared one to come to kill him even with him being in a weaker state than normal.

He didn't realize it yet but only ten whole minutes had passed out of twenty-four whole hours. If he didn't go back to the hotel, he was in for a long day.