The Darkest Hotel

by Idrawandwritestupidweridcomics

The Heart of darkness is finally destroyed, the heroes had fought bravely till the very end, Reynald stands before the fallen beast, alone. With a sword in hand and takes the final strike. Killing this...thing, avenging his comrades, and bringing an end to the nightmare...He finally wakes up in a place he is familiar with, but yet very different from what he had expected.

6. Chapter 6

Summary:

Barristan and Junia arrive in hell. But their welcoming was a bit...bumpy.

(WARNING! THE LAST SENCE WITH JUNIA IS GOING TO BE VERY UNCOMFORTABLE FOR A LOT OF PEOPLE AND NSFW! ATTEMPTED RAPE IS IMPLIED THROUGH THE STORY BUT IS NOT SUPPORTED OR ENCOURAGED IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM. THIS IS FOR A STORY. IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH SUCH THEMES I ENCOURAGE YOU TO SKIP.)

Chapter 6: Saints and Sinners

"What was that!" Cried Vaggie as she saw the flashing lights appear from the sky.

The Hazbin crew stared from the windows, the multiple lights in the sky they slowly fade away, only showing the same black spiked crescents from before, but they are also white glowing crescent above other areas as well. "Man. Did Reynauld really doom us all?" Angel jokes
*Wack!* Vaggie jabs Angels arm
"Ow! I'm just asking."

Reynauld and Dismas looked at each other as they spotted the swirling lights outside. The same Black crescents and white halos appearing above them. They soon realized something

"Wait...if we're here...does that mean that..."

"The others are here as well?" Dismas finished

"Wait. Others? What do you mean others?" Vaggie asked

"Our friends, our allies, the people we worked with. If we all died and ended up here, maybe they came along with us."

"How do you know it's them?" Asked Charlie

Both Reynauld and Dismas stared back at the symbols in the sky and quickly answered. "We know."

The Hazbin crew all stared at each other in disbelief. More friends of theirs? They Know what the lights are? Convenient plot device? This all sounded pretty suspicious, was this some sort of elaborate plot by some random assholes? And even if they were telling the truth about their friends, Why in hell? What awful things did these people do to get into hell in the first place?

Reynauld sensing their disbelief began to speak "Look I know you don't know us well, and we just meet for god's sake, but if our friends are out there in that city, we should at least try to find them."

"Wait...how do we know it's really your friends and not Exterminators or something!? What if it was just some random jack ass failing to summon an eldritch creature." Reasoned Baxter

"How can we be sure You're telling the truth? All we know, this is some elaborate way of leaving the hotel and some other group comes and burns it down." Crymini suggested.

"And even if they are your friends and this is your first time here. Why the fuck does this seem all too convenient that you all came down to hell on the same day? Did you all die at once or something?" Husk questioned

"It's a long story. But trust us...please... we need to go and find them. We don't know how they will react when they realize that they're in hell!" Reynauld plead.

The Hazbin crew all looked at each other, cautious and unconvinced. Reynauld stopped trying to convince them. Dismas however, began to grow impatient. He never really cared for a lot of people, but 15 years in that godforsaken place of an estate, with a cast of misfits and outcasts. They were probably the only people he could really call family.

"Look! You guys don't have to come. We'll go find them ourselves. You guys stay here. For all you know, we just some random homeless bastards you brought off the streets. But were going out to find our friends, whether with or without your help. Look we'll explain our story to you guys when we get back, but right now, we need to get our friends before something bad happens. Come on Reynauld we need to go."

"...Right." Reynauld quickly clenched his sword and began to sprint out the doors with Dismas on his tail.

Before they could reach the lobby doors, "Wait!"

Charlie, Vaggie, Angel, Cherri, and Pentious were running after them, "Let us help."

Reynauld and Dismas looked at each other for a moment "Why?" Asked Dismas.

"Because...Why not?" Charlie spoke with a cheeky smile.

"Eh, bored, I hadn't had a chance to blow something up in days." Angel grinned hold two pistols and a wooden club

Sir Pentious slithered forward "Ahem. It would be unwise to not help out new possible allies to my soon to be territory. So I will help guide you through my soon to be conquered territory."

"He wants to help." Cherri interrupted "Hey, Next time you want to do something nice, don't be afraid to just say it Penty."

"Shut up you!"

Reynauld and Dismas smiled back "Heh. Tell Niffty and Baxter to prepare for injured just in case, and tell the rest to be on guard if we happen to bring back any trouble."

"Noted." Vaggie nodded, Although she didn't fully trust Reynauld and Dismas, She could tell that they were genuinely worried.

Charlie quickly grabbed a nearby first aid kit "One of those pillars looked close by, let's see if we can drive there. RAZZLE! DAZZLE!"

In an Ally way

"Ugh. What happened."

Barristan had woken up in a daze, his armor still intact, and his shield in one hand and his mace in the other. He was in a dumpster by the looks of things, thank god it wasn't filled with garbage. He felt strange. Although he felt hot and very disgusting, he felt...stronger. More intact. Younger... he could breathe! He immediately sprang up from the dumpster he was in, spooking the nearby demons. Getting out of the dumpster, he began to take in his surroundings, and immediately saw the sign above in a bright neon red, "Hell... you're in Hell, I don't know what else to say." At first, Barristan was surprised by his sudden descended to a garbage bin, let alone a bright red sign saying that he was in hell. He decided to stay near the garbage bin and regain his composure. Thinking back on what happened. He remembered that he was fighting the heart of darkness then all of a sudden, he was struck by a large group of tentacles and ripped to threads. But why is he here? Shouldn't he be dead? Was this hell or some different part of the world? He took a look out the garbage bin and saw a metal carriage with no houses move on its own, with a bull and snake creature driving it with 4 other bandaged up demons. So by the looks of it, this was really hell.

"...Huh...I'm in Hell...they could've been a bit more...subtle?...Delicate?"

Barristan looked around him, surveying his new surroundings. He wasn't at all surprised that he was in hell, he was more baffled at how hell looked like. He imagined brimstone, fire, torture, or even worse back in the stomach of that godforsaken Eldritch "God". But to his surprise, it looked like a rundown city. Boarded up windows, and broken glass bottles. Graffiti, and thugs loitering nearby. Homeless people near fires. Yep. Just like any average city, if the place was run by demons. He was actually quite surprised by the variety of demons present. Some were very humanoid or had the appearance of animals or beasts. Other demons looked so bizarre, that he couldn't even tell if they were someone's pet or if they were an actual person. Whatever the case, he knew he couldn't stand in one place forever, if he as in hell he might as well explore the place a bit. As Barristan walked the sidewalk, he couldn't help but notice how vastly different hell was to what he originally thought it was. The bright neon lights, the large number of demon prostitutes and drug addicts, the fact that there were groups of them fighting one another in front of a market square, or even the fact that hell was a semi-functioning society that had a fully-fledged economy. But he had fought pig and fish people, at this point in his life he wasn't that surprised. But unlike the fish and pig men, the demons around him weren't very aggressive. In fact, he noticed that they tended to stay away from him, tiny imps and blobs of goo, to large horned humanoids and tall lengthy demons that towered over him. A large man in armor wielding a mace would frighten anyone he imagined, so he deiced to sheath it. It did little to calm down the demons, what it did do though was draw attention. As Barritan stopped in front of a tree on the sidewalk, a large group of 7 demons had already surrounded him. All armed with glowing white weapons. 2 horned humanoid demons each with different colors skin and hair, a grey wolf-like demon, another humanoid with an upside-down face, A cat-like demon with a hook for a tail, a cyclops demon with his large bulging eye in his mouth instead of an eye socket, and a pale lizard-like demon with a human face but a large nose, a scorpion-like tail, and large sharp claws.

"Can I help you, gentlemen?" Questioned Barristan

The horned demon with an upside-down face and grey suit replied "Yeah. You can die for us."

The cat demon then spoke up, spear pointing at Barristan "You look like you came to the wrong end of town. The weebs and tentacle fuckers are off roleplaying on the other side of town."

The rest seemed to laugh along with him, he appeared to be the leader of these groups of thugs. Judging by the way the men carried their weapons Barristan could already confirm that these men had little to no combat experience. More likely low ranking brigands or thieves wishing to make a name for themselves. So with a deep annoyed breath, Barristan replied in a deep intimidating growl.

"Well, what are you waiting for then. It's clear to me you fools wish to fight me. But for what rhyme or reason do you wish to fight me?"

A demon with a large eyeball within its own mouth, to Barristan's surprise, begun to speak. "Boss likes your gear. It could fetch a good price on the black market and your corpse could be a good payday if we sell it to the cannibals and cultists."

Barristan heard enough. "Well now...seems you boys think that you're going to earn the biggest payday of your life huh?" He then noticed a demon trying to sneak around him, a Lizard demon with claws.

"Couldn't we settle this over a nice mug ale? Maybe a drinking contest? No?"

The demons look at each other for a minute, before giving out there answer, "Heh heh look, grandpa, I don't think you understand the situation you're in-"

"Oh, I know the situation I'm in boy. But All I'm giving you is an option to back out of this situation before it turns more ugly than it needs to."

"Ha! You're shitting me right. It's seven to one and you're saying we should just fuck off? Hah ha, are you that stupid?"

In one quick movement, Barristan rams his shield into the Lizard demon's knee cap.

*Crack* "AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!"

Crushing the poor demon's leg. He then grabs the crippled demon by the throat and proceeds to lift him in the air turning him on his back. In just a few seconds

*CRACK* "MMMMMMMMMMMHHHHHHH"

Barristan breaks the demon's spine with his knee. The demon is now on the ground no longer screaming but is instead grunting, arching his back trying to realign his spine but to no avail. The other demons stared at Barristan, surprised as if attempting to fight a demon 2 feet taller than them was starting to become a bad idea. Barristan tries to end the fight as peacefully as he can.

"If I were you. I'd start running."

Barristan notices that the cyclops demon was smarter than he looked and begins to step back. While the other demons began to come closer, anger and frustration visible on their face. "FUCK YOU! YOU SON OF A-"

But before the cat demon could finish, Barristan grabs the lizard demon on the ground and launches him into the cat demon, pinning him. Noticing the Upside down face demon charging with an Ax, he then twirls around to catch the incoming ax with his shield. He then unsheathes his mace and then rams his weapon into the demon's legs and smashes them. Keeping up with his moment he then swings upward with his mace deflecting a sword and crushing the hands of the wolf demon rushing him, before shoving the mace into the wolf's snout, dislocating his jaw and misplacing a few teeth. Shoving both demons off of him and into the last remaining demons. Still hoping to end this as peacefully as he could, he then decided on one option. He dropped his mace and begins to inhale. He takes a deep breath, allowing his new fresh lungs to fill him, his back and chest no longer aching like before. He could finally scream without it being painful.

"RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! *GASP* RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

The roar had broken windows and ripped apart the sidewalk revealing corpses and gravel from underneath. The shout pushed the 4 demons to the wall, crashing into nearby stores and knocking both the wind and the will to fight out of them. With that, the 4 demons began to run, injured and limping away into the alleys. The ones left were the cat demon and cyclops demon, who was already carrying the lizard demon.

"Come on man, this ain't worth it! The guy isn't just all show! Let's just get out of here!

"SCREW THAT! THIS FUCKER NEEDS TO DIE!"

"No! We need to fuck off! We're going to die if we keep on agitating him! He's letting us go for Satan's sake!"

"GRRRRRRRR! AAAAAAHAHHHHHHH!" The Cat demon leaps towards Barristan. Spear raised above his head and pointed towards Barristan. But the spear breaks upon impact the moment it hits Barristan's chest plate. The demons stand there baffled. The Cat demon merely stares at his broken holy weapon surprised and confused as to why his spear broke when it hit. While the cyclops demon slaps his face at his friend's stupidity. Barristan merely sighs.

"What did you think was going to happen? That my Chest plate was going to explode? Be cut like butter? Set on fire? Heh heh."

WHAM! A shield bash knocks the poor cat demon unconscious.

"You can take care of this right?" Asks Barristan.

"Yeah. I'll come back for him." Replies the Cyclops demon carrying his broken comrade away.

It was now clear to Barristan that he was no longer the same person he was when he was alive. He was stronger and more agile, he could breathe more easily and his sense was much clearer than before. In all honesty, hell had rejuvenated him, but that just gave him more questions. Why wasn't he being tortured by these demons? Where was the torture? Why was this body better than his original? He had more questions but unfortunately, they would have to wait, as he heard screaming from behind him. As he turned around all sorts of demons of all shapes and sizes began to stampede over each other. They ran from the streets in droves, fear visible on their faces, crushing anything in front of them. He spotted a demon with three eyes and bug-like limbs yelling

"RUN! RUN! IT'S AN EXTERMINATOR! RUN!"

Barristan had no idea what an Exterminator was, but whatever it was, if it made all the other demons panic it was probably far more dangerous. But curiosity got the better of him and he began to run the opposite direction of the crowd. Passing several screaming demons, striking some looters here and there taking advantage of the panic. As Barristan closed in, he spotted a bright flash of light in the sky, and then several flaming swords made of pure light crashing into various buildings and vehicles. In Barristans mind, he had no idea why he was rushing towards danger, but something from the back of his mind was edging him towards the scene.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH! STAY AWAY!"

As Barristan finally reached his destination he couldn't believe what he saw. It wasn't an angel as he had thought, it was a demon, a succubus. She had bat-like wings and had pale blue skin. But the clothing she wore was very odd, she was not dressed in the skimpy outfits the prostitutes wore, she instead had armor and a brown robe covering her head to toe. So familiar...So familiar...as if he had seen someone wear clothing like this before. That was when he realized who it was.

"JUNIA!?"

10 minutes earlier.

Junia was terrified. She shuddered in the cold dark alleyways and corridors, a maze-like structure of high walls and paths blocked with metal gates and waste. She was already horrified at the fact that she had died by the heart of darkness, she assumed that she was going to end up as a living pile of flesh or something, but where was she? She had woken up on the ground and was surrounded by a collection of corridors and back alleys. This place was alien to her, the air was humid and dirty as if smoke and steam mixed together. And as if the atmosphere wasn't already constricting enough, she was being followed. She had noticed that something or someone was following her through the alleyway, she did not dare look back. All she knew was that whoever was following her wasn't friendly, and she needed to run. As she ran through each corridor she could hear the clapping of her boots echoing through the damp alleys. She saw sewer grates and metal pipes spewing noxious steam and smoke in the air, dilapidated buildings boarded up and condemned. The only thing that had kept her calm was the holy book that she was holding.

"Where am I?"

Junia couldn't understand why she was here, she wasn't in that beast anymore but the place emitted a very similar feeling. That was when she saw it. A bright light at the edge of a route, she began to run as fast as her legs could carry her towards that light. Maybe someone that could help her, or maybe even a way out of the maze. As she reached the light she saw something that shocked her to her core. The light was some sort of glowing sign, a bright neon-colored sign shaped like a succubus. Junia quickly began to survey her surroundings, as she did, she saw the tall red and black buildings that reached towards the crimson sky, the large pentagram that swirled above, the pitch-black roads carrying horseless wagons and even more surprising, hoards of demonic creatures. She couldn't believe what she was seeing, demons everywhere. All different. What was this place? Was this hell? Or is this the Heart of Darkness doing? Did they lose? What are demons doing milling about the place?

"Hey, beautiful." Junia turned around to spot one of the demons was talking to her. He was a small blue cyclops demon with horns.

"You look lost? Did you just drop in?"

"Wah...I..I...I...Dropped in?"

"What's it look like lady? You're in hell!"

She was what!? "I'm...in hell?"

"Man you must be new around here. Look you're in hell baby. You know, fire and brimstone, eternal damnation! This is it."

Junia couldn't believe what she was hearing. But at the same time how else would she explain what was going on. Red Sky, a large pentagram, demonic abominations everywhere. She truly was in hell.

"Oh...Oh god..." Junia was taken aback for a moment, everything was happening so fast. New information was rushing in her head as she tried to comprehend and make sense of the whole situation. Most of the things surrounding her didn't make any sense at all. She was in hell? Was this the heart of darkness's doing? No there would've been more flesh and eyeballs. Was this actually hell? She couldn't help but start to hyperventilate for a second.

"Hey, babe. It's okay." Junia turned to see that the blue cyclops demon was still nearby "Everyone freaks out when they know they just reached hell. My advice, accept it. You ain't got anywhere else to go. Hey! I have an idea, how about you and I get to "Now each other a bit better" if you know what I mean. You got nowhere else to go, might as well."

Junia didn't like how the cyclops were approaching, neither did it feel better as several other demons started to take notice. "I'm...I'm fine. Thank you, but I must get going..." Junia stammered as she began to walk away.

"Oh come on gorgeous you don't need to be so scared. It'll be fun."

Junia ignored the blue cyclops, but as she continued walking she felt more afraid and more naked with each step. Demon all around her begun to take notice of her, eyeing her with lustful gazes and heavy breathing audible from afar. Ignoring the many catcalls and advances from many passing demons and After what seemed like several hours, she glanced back behind her. She had a whole hoard of demons following her, each of them having a wide sharp smile on each of them. Some panting and drooling as they all started to whisper to each other, giggling and laughing behind her. She did not want to figure out what they were planning on doing to her, she could just imagine it as if it was actually happening right at that moment.

Her legs then began to run, she pushed through several other demons, knocking over imps, food carts, and many other things to slow her pursuers down. She glanced behind her to see if the demons were pursuing her only to see that they were nowhere to be found or too far away to see her. Making use of this she decided to blend into a nearby crowd, wading her way into a large group of multi-colored demons. As she walked along with a group of bustling demons, she finally got to see them more up close, many of them were animal-like while others were more human. What was up with hell, where was the eternal torment? Why does this place look so much like the living world? Was this truly hell? Or was it someplace else? As she was lost in thought she had let her guard down, someone grabbed her from behind. She hadn't shaken them off. The demon that held her was a tall skinny demon, with pale grey skin and red eyes.

"Heh heh. Thought that you could just run away like that. I've been watching you all this time, waiting, just waiting for you to be alone." The demon spoke in a deep tone

"Wh-What are you!? LET ME GO!

"Oh! No no no you little slut. I'm not gonna let you go now! I'm just going to have my bit of fun with you and then I'll let you go. Heh heh. If you survive that is."

Junia was frozen in fear. Her eyes widened as she heard those words and began to squirm, trying her best to run away! " No! NO! STOP! GET OFF ME!"

"Ha ha ha, I've been watching you ever since you came down here. What's with all this armor around you? Heh heh. Must have some really good things hidden under all that protection. Let's have a look." The demon began to pull up Junias skit.

"STOP! STOP! PLEASE! STOP! AHHHHH!

"Oh. A Chasity belt? Looks like I got myself a virgin!"

HELP! PLEASE! ANYONE HELP MEEE!

No one came to help, they all ignored her and those that did come simply came to watch as she struggled. The crowd of demons began to laugh, they took out these strange small tablets and spoke about recording the entire event. Others simply asking to have a turn with her after they were done. She felt powerless, scared, she had no idea what to do. The crowd around her wasn't going to help, and she was going to be violated by this thing. The thought of such a thing not only frightened her but made her furious. This was hell. This is where these disgusting demons lived. Wretched vile demons. She had no one to help her, no one to rely on, but herself.

"NO! STOP! GET OFF OF ME YOU BRUTE" She replied anger and hatred practically spewing from her mouth.

"Don't worry bitch! This won't take long. Lets me get the honors of removing your little v card."

"NO! NO NO NO! LET ME GOOOO!" She tossed and turned, kicked, and punched, biting the demon's hand.

"AGHH! YOU LITTLE WHORE!" The demons sudden dropped her to the floor and began to pin her arms above her head! Setting himself on top of her.

"I wasn't going to go easy on you. But now! YOUR GOING TO BE REAL SORRY WHEN I'M THROUGH WITH YOU-"

That just made Junia even angrier, she did not let up, she kicked and tried to wrestle her arms apart just so she could fight back. But the demon was just too strong for her to break free, she was growing more violent, her eyes suddenly turned a bright purple, surprising the rapist demon. Just then something miraculous happened. Her hand started to glow a bright light, it grew brighter and brighter until it engulfed her hands. The blinding ray of light shock the perverted demon off of her, and made the crowd of demons back off greatly. When the light died down, she saw that in her hands was her mace. She had no idea how she got her mace back but whatever, Wasting no time she quickly got off the ground, turned towards her aggressor, and reeled her arms back for a swing.

RAAAAGGGGHHHH! *CRUNCH*

Junia drove her mace into the demon's mouth, ripping out teeth, blood, and gum from his bottom jaw. The nearby crowd stood silent. The perverted demon clenched his bottom jaw in pain, he couldn't scream. His tongue had been ripped out of his mouth and was on the sidewalk. Blood was quickly dripping from his gaping maw, grunting as he tried to stanch his wound. But before he could even react.

AAAAGGHHHHH *SPLAT*

She began to strike the rapist demon over and over and over again. The demon's brains were being scattered over the pavement, fragments of his skull littered the ground, as blood dripped from Junia's mace. Each swing could be heard from afar as metal collided with meat, the audible swings of air would ring throughout every demons ear as she pummeled the little shit into a pile of flesh. After what seemed like hours of swinging she suddenly fell to the ground in exhaustion, her hands gripping the bloody sticky mace. It was dead...she could tell. The filthy demon was dead, they will all die, ALL OF THEM! Her head snapped right up in a flash, her eyes gave off a bright purple mist as she began panting in exhaustion. Shards and orbs of light began to circle around her, forming what appeared to be swords and fists. The other demons quickly fleed, running as far as they could, others froze in place, unable to comprehend what was happening. Junia's eyes went wild, her teeth grew sharper, and her body started to glow a bright white as several flaming swords appeared above her, twirling and spinning in synchronization with her fingers. She then stood up and began to walk towards the large unmoving mass of demons in front of her, her voice echoing with every word.

Stay...away...STAY! AWAY!