While the gurls are on their date, we bois are about to turn the place into a strip club!
*Brown* "So Bob, what are you going to do when you finally ascend?" I asked him. We are on the balcony. I'm smoking, while for some reason Bob decides to come up here.
"Probably just rape an angel or something. Whoever I get my hands on first." He says casually.
"You know you'll get thrown back down here, right?"
"Hmph. You know how many sexual misconduct God allows? Like that one story about a father offering his two daughters to an angry mob because he ain't gay or something. In the same story, his daughters purposely intoxicate their father to have sex with him. Tell me who's the real fucked up person here?"
"Uuuh, still us. The bible is a religious fanfiction that we humans made up. Plus, just because someone's being shitty, doesn't mean we have to behave the same."
"Hehe. So you're the turn the other cheek kind of bitch." He chuckles.
"Man, why the fuck you here?" I'm tired of him beating around the bush.
"Me? Can't a guy relax with his mates? Hehehe! I can't keep a straight face. I know you hate me and I don't like you either, but we have something in common. We got fucked over by the Lord of Hell himself." His tone becomes more serious. "While everyone has been busy with their own thing, I've been coming up with a plan to get back at him."
"Dude, there's no way you can take on Lucifer. on your own. He was God's right hand angel and a very smart guy. How are you gonna pull that shit off?"
"There are other ways to topple someone from their throne. Plus, I'm not looking to rule Hell or anything. I just want my revenge. Simple as that." His face is becoming more twisted than usual. It's honestly scary to see him like this, since I'm used to his calm behavior.
"Remember, we're here to be redeemed. Why not give it a shot? Your plan is doomed to fail from the start."
"Funny, that's exactly how I feel about this hotel. Not like it matters to you anyways. There's no redemption for any of us. Why not give it a thought? Could use a helping hand." He laughs and walks out. How can anybody still believe that, when it already happened before our eyes? Man, Bob is some fucking madlad if he thinks he can fuck with the Devil. "Fair warning, there is a reason why virginity is important in any religion." He turns to face me. "Were words regarding you're ripe for the picking got out, you would have the entire second Circle on your dick and ass."
"Are you blackmailing me?" He scoffs.
"I could give less of a fuck. Just letting you know to keep your eyes open and butt clenched at any moment. Don't let your talent be a waste is all." With that, he leaves me alone. There's only a handful of people that know. Plus, I'm in the safety of the hotel. You'd have to be a ballsy demon to wander here undetect-
UERGH! I don't know what happened. Seems someone snuck up behind me and struck me with a blunt object on my head. My vision is being engulfed by darkness…
RING RING!
I groan. Trying my hardest to ignore the noise. Need to alleviate this fucking headache
RING RING! RING RING!
I open my eyes slowly and pick up the damn phone.
"Horro?"
"Daniel! Where the hell are you?" Nice to hear my mom is happy.
"Uuuuh…" I look around. I see my friends shit faced drunk and high on the floor. "I'm at Luis's Place."
"Uhuh. Y tú sabes que hora es?" Uh oh. She's speaking spanish.
"Tres y media?"
"De la mañana! You know I open today!" Oh shit. Forgot about that.
"Don't worry. I'll be able to make it. It's still early for you."
"All right. I'll get ready by the time you get here."
"Okay." I got up from the floor and had to support myself against the wall cause the room was spinning.
"Love you baby~"
"Love ya too, ma." I answer dryly. Not wanting to give away my hangover and hang up. "This shouldn't be too bad." I try walking on a straight line a couple times. "Yup. Still good. Aight guys, Ima head out. Peace!" Stumbling my way to the car, I opened the door and took deep breaths. The leather of this shitbox gives me a nostalgic feeling of my youth. My gut feeling is going off, but I think that could just be the amount of alcohol churning in my stomach. No time to waste, gotta go hooooooome~! West Virginiaaaaaaaa! Country Mamaaaaaa! Take me hooooooome~! Country rooaaaaaaaad~!
I've driven under the influence before. Yea I know it's dangerous and shit, but it's been four hours since then and I drank a lot of water, so it should be getting out of my system. Someone left a voicemail! I must've missed a call. I'll check it out. I wait for a red light and open the voicemail. There's a pause, but I can hear someone breathing.
"Hey son." My blood freezes. I know that voice anywhere. It's my dad. He sighs. "I know you won't pick up and it may seem out of the blue, but something compelled me to call. Like if I didn't, I…I need to let you know that many things have happened these past ten years and that I love you." No. Don't do this to me. "They may be empty words coming from me, but you are my first son. I'm ashamed it took me this long to understand I was in the wrong. I've cut off many people out of my life, but I don't want one of them to be my man." No! Don't do this!. "I also want to have a conversation with you in person about something very important. H-" The car behind me honks and I instinctively hit the pedal! And then…
CRASH!
*Red* "AAAAAAAAAAAH!" I wake up full of sweat. What was that? It felt too real to be a dream. Wait...I'm on a red bed?
"About time you wake up." Angel is sitting at the edge of the bed.
"Angel! I'm so glad to see you! I was on the balcony and someone snuck up behind me and bashed my head!"
"I know. I was the one who did that." He says.
"What?" He shrugs.
"Boss told me to bring you to his strip joint, cause someone told him you're a virgin. He's gonna show you off to the other Overlords as a trophy? Maybe bargaining? He didn't give me details."
""But why would you do that? I thought we were cool!?" I just can't believe it! Did the times we spent together mean nothing!?
"Whatever the Boss says, I gotta do. Now quit your yapping and get yourself cleaned. You don't wanna keep any of them waiting if you ever want to survive." He never once faced me. His voice and demeanor are melancholic. Lacking the energy I'm so used to seeing.
*Blue* "I understand." As much as this hurts, I don't blame him. It'd be suicide to defy an Overlord, so there's nothing much he can do. I take this moment to analyze my surroundings.
The walls are painted light red. There are heart designs on all the furniture. Neon lights surround the mirror across them. This is an expensive looking room. I take a shower with no time to reflect. I get out of the shower and clothes get thrown at me.
"He wants you to put these on." Let's see. A black leather jacket filled with hearts of different shades of red and black tight pants. "Usually the clothes would reveal more, but today is a special occasion." He comments. I put them on. "It suits you." He weakly smiles.
"They're very tight on my ass but I'm digging the jacket." We both chuckle. This may be the last time we share a wholesome moment, so I'll take advantage of this to cherish later.
"Come on. Let's get a move on." I nod and follow to a dark room that has a big ass golden bird cage and a red curtain around it. He motions me to go in. Once inside, he locks it. I feel the bars and they're strong. "Here. You dropped these." He hands me back my cigs and lighter. I check inside to see how much there is left.
"Huh?" There's a key in here? I look up to Angel but he is avoiding eye contact. He covers fully the cage and it lowers somewhere. There's a new light source as it reaches the bottom. The curtains open, revealing the demons gazing at me. Are these the Overlords?
One of them has a T.V. for a head. The other one looks like a very classy lady with her giant red hat. There's a chick with pigtails that just took a selfie with me. She looks wild and has velvet and burgundy colors. Alastor. Alastor!? I double take on him. He's sitting next to the classy lady and winks when I notice him. I don't know why he's here, but I do know one thing. It ain't to help me out. There's also a beautiful goat horned woman and a gentleman with blushes that looks exactly like Char...lie…*Red* EEEEEH!? Those are her parents! I didn't know they're Overlords! Oh no. They all notice my color change and reaction. *Pink* I feel so exposed.
"Ooooo~! I like the color change!" The pigtails woman remarks as she takes a picture of me.
"Where the hell is Valentino? I want to get this over with already. By the looks of it, he's probably not even a virgin. He's too corrupted." The T.V. guy sighs.
"How long has he been here?" The classy lady asks.
"About a month now. He even ate a sin eater's heart and still isn't fully corrupted yet." Alastor! The fuck you doing!? He grins wider as I glare at him. This fucker is enjoying every second of this.
"Is that so? Then it's good to know the information wasn't wrong." Another demon walks in. This one has a big red coat with white fluff at the top. He also has a red top hat and heart shaped glasses. "Sorry for the wait. Had a couple errands that needed to be taken care of." He walks around the cage. "Everything checks out. Heard also you can turn off any source of light around you and your blood can glow in the dark. They may not sound much, but it can have it's uses. However, that alone is not why you're here." He says it very menacingly. I gulp. "As you all know, this boy is an untainted soul that somehow fell into Hell. How could that happen?" Everyone for some reason looks at the gentleman with blushes.
"He has the sins of his father. He would've ended here, regardless of his good deeds and status." He said.
"But I thought souls of those kinds were very young children and you would eventually ascend them?" Valentino says. Huh? What does he mean by that?
"Yes. But they still need to be children for that to be possible. There have been times when they die later as adults, but they're just like any other soul. However, none of them would be virgins or anything, since due to their sin they would commit debauchery, so they can get here sooner."
"Wait a minute!" Everyone turns their attention to me. "A-Are you saying that my destructive behavior of drinking and smoking was just a way for me to die?" He raises an eyebrow.
"If you were marked, then yes. The fact you lived longer than usual was mainly pure luck. I tho-" I didn't get to hear the rest of what he said. The world around me is becoming dark.
"Why? Why is this happening? Am I just a toy that they just fuck around with!?" The tears fall out of frustration. I slump on the bars. They must see my defeated look. I bet Al is orgasming right now. But I don't care. It's hopeless. There's nothing that can be done. I've been strung along by the cruel fate even after my death.
"Now that's a sight for sore eyes." That voice. I look up to see Shirley on the other side!
"Shirley? Is that you?"
"Nah. I'm just a figment of your imagination. I'm telling you this because then you'll ask if I'm real or fake, yada yada. I thought I'd skip that step for you."
"That's fair."
"Now what's wrong? Feeling useless and lost?"
"Yea. Seems no matter how hard I try, I'm always fucked over somehow by something."
"Yea that does suck. But has that ever stopped you?"
"Huh?"
"When you fell down here, did you just go into a corner and cried? What about the time Lilian didn't want to go back? Did you give up on her? Did you let Vaggie try and kill me cause I was eating you all?"
"No!" I stand proud with confidence.
"Exactly! Right now shouldn't be any different. You'll find a way. Show them why they shouldn't underestimate your strength!"
"Hey!" Valentino smacks the cage. I'm back to reality, but I stare back at him with new determination. "What's that disgusting look on your face?" I smirk.
*Blue* "Mind if I take a smoke?" I don't wait for his response. I take a butt, light it up and blow the smoke on his face. The pigtails lady giggles.
"This one has a lot of spunk for someone who was quivering just a second ago." She mocks me, but that won't faze me anymore.
"I don't know why you're acting like hot shit, but you're trapped in this cage and even if you managed to get out, we can easily take you down." He fixes his glasses. "Plus, I have many subordinates waiting outside. Meaning there's no escape!" He grins. Showing his sharp teeth and one of them is gold like Angel's.
"Let me lay this down to you." I direct the attention to the cigarette. "When I'm done smoking, I will get out this cage, steal your cool hat and pose dramatically at the exit in under five seconds." I start puffing. Him, the pigtails and T.V. start laughing, while the rest are intrigued.
"You certainly know how to make someone laugh, I'll give you that. Maybe I'll just keep you and properly teach you to know your place." You can threaten all you want, Val. It won't stop me.
"I may not be physically strong, but I have a strong will that keeps me going in the face of danger. Even if I can never ascend, I will help anyone who wants to be redeemed just like Shirley. That will be my new purpose!" They laugh even harder. I notice Charlie's parents are whispering amongst each other while looking at me. With this last puff, the show begins.
Lights out!
Pigtails: Woah! He really can turn off the lights!
There are fast movements heading towards Valentino.
Valentino: What the fuck!? Someone took my hat!
A spotlight shines on the bird cage.
T.V. guy: The hell!? He really did get out! But how?
Coda-Fighting Gold
Another spotlight shines on the exit, where Daniel is tugging his jacket like a certain Jojo character! He's even wearing Valentino's top hat!
Quemaleon: *Yellow* I, The Neon Blooded Thespian: Quemaleon, have a duty to spread my performance to everyone in this hellhole! I will break the shackles of fate as I belong to none other than thyself!
He opens the door and runs past the guards.
Guard: Hey boss, there's a small guy with your hat currently running down the hall.
Valentino: Well don't just stand there! GET HIM! And don't you dare lay a scratch on my hat!
Guard: You got it, Boss.
They chase him down.
Classy Lady: I can see why you find him interesting.
Alastor: Hahaha! He never fails to entertain.
We cut to Quemaleon being pursued by more guards. He reaches the main room where all the strippers are dancing on the poles for the horny customers. He jumps on the stage to the dismay of everyone.
Random fish bloke: Ey! Get off the stage!
He approaches the dog pole dancer and caresses her face.
Quemaleon: *Violet* You seem unsatisfied. Do you want emancipation?
Pole dancer: W-What are you talking about?
Quemaleon: You can hide it all you want, but your eyes and movements tell me everything I need to know. There is a place where you can have a second chance. It's called Hazbin Hotel. The people there can help you with everything you need.
Guards: Hey! Give us the hat back and we won't rough you up as much. *Chuckles*
Quemaleon: With an offer like that, how could I not accept? *Faces the dancer* Think about it.
He climbs on the pole and crawls on the ceiling.
Guard: Shoot the fucker down!
The light source is cut off and they all shoot randomly.
Grunt: You have something glowing on you.
The guard checks his shoulder and it's covered with orange blood. In fact, they all have colored substances on them. Ironically, the Guard had his guard lowered and someone snatches his gun and they fire away at them. The spotlight shines on them who are bleeding on the floor with an injured Quemaleon being in the middle.
Quemaleon: *Black* Such is the fate of the slaves. Those who don't have the will for freedom, will only have suffering waiting for them. Those that want it, Hazbin Hotel will be the destination for your salvation. Don't let others or yourselves deny you of a second chance.
More goons show up. He runs towards the exit, but there is more waiting outside. They surround him.
Guard #2: Nowhere to go, asswipe!
Quemaleon: *Red* Do you seriously believe I wouldn't know there be more of you? *Smirk* Go ahead. Fire away.
Even outside, he cut off every lightsource, making the entire city pitch black. They fired at where he would've been, but that meant they shot each other instead. The light fades in and they're groveling on the floor tending their wounds. But Quemaleon is nowhere to be seen!
Quemaleon: Over here!
They look up to find him on top of a white limousine.
Quemaleon: You guys should not have your legs wide open for me to easily crawl through.
We cut for a moment to the Overlords.
Valentino: Can they seriously not handle one guy!?
Classy Lady: You've underestimated him. That was the problem.
Alastor: And according to what my shadows are telling me, he's driving away using your limousine.
Valentino: What!? *Checks his pocket* That son of bitch pickpocketed my keys!
We cut back to Quemaleon, who arrived at the hotel and is on top of the sign, looking over at the city.
Quemaleon: Alastor sees Hell as a place of entertainment. I provide that entertainment, but unlike him, I use my talents to help the unfortunate souls. *Looks up to Heaven* I may not be able to keep my promise, but I'll make sure Qwais, Lilian and even Bob be up there with you. Now that's a goal I can realistically reach. Better go in and help Charlie, cause the show has only begun!
End of Redemption Through Sin
Welp that's the end of this arc. I want to thank everyone who took the time reading. This story has definitely gone through many evolutions. But I somehow managed to weave it. This has been a wild ride for me and I like to appreciate the show for letting me use their source material. I like to tell hopefulness in a hopeless situation and what better place than Hell. It's never too late to change for the better. Stay frosty guys!