A Little Hazbin Ch. 11

"Thank you for gathering here today," Carmilla says as she takes her seat at the head of the table among the other Overlords of the Pride Ring as well her daughters. "At least those of you who showed up," she eyes the four empty seats of Alastor and the Vees. It's not unusual for the Vees to late but since the Radio Demon's return he is usually punctual for these things. "I've thought long and hard about this subject and with some persuasion from Zestial," the arms dealer glances at the Ancient Demon. "I must make a confession about the fallen angel that Velvette had presented nearly a year ago. I am…" she and the other Overlords are then distracted by an overwhelming feeling.

The windows are shattered as something flown through them. Standing upon the table is a demonic Charlie being carried by Vaggie with her wings spread. The present Overlords stand, battle ready.

Carmine glares at them, with her gaze lingering on the Exorcist. "What is the meaning of—" she is halted by a spear pointed at her.

One of the elevators opened to allow Husk, Angel Dust, Cherri Bomb in all armed, and even Niffty with her favorite knife into the meeting room.

The air vents are blown off as three imps and a hellhound hop out of them. "Freeze, b(bleep)ches!" Blitz shouts as the imps point guns at the Overlords and Loona just growls.

As an Angelic Arms dealer, Carmilla can easily recognize her own weapons in the hands of the imps. Even in improper hands, they can still be lethal.

Charlie looks up at Carmine with her glaring red eyes. "Where the f(bleep) is my daughter?"

The Overlords start murmuring among themselves. They heard rumors of a new heir, but they assumed that's all they were. Rumors.

After a few minutes of silent, the elevator beeps and Alastor calmingly walks in. "Now, now, Charlie," he calls out to the Princess. "Why are you jumping to conclusions and what about giving Sinners a chance?"

Vaggie glances at the Radio Demon. "Alastor, this is about our daughter. I don't care if they're willing to sing about rainbows and dance with unicorns. This is something neither of us will take lightly." Looking back at Carmilla, the Fallen Angel takes note that the Overlord's angered demeanor had softened into her usual stoic expression.

After a few moments of silence, Zestial speaks up. "If I may—" a bullet flies past him.

"Oh, come on!" Blitz shouted as a shadow tendril had jerked his gun to the side, "I shouted freeze. Everyone knows that if someone moves after freeze is shouted they get shot."

"My trigger-happy friend," Alastor bonks the imp on the head. "This mission is about getting some questions answered. How can they answer if they're dead."

Blitz raises his hand as if to make a retort but stops as he can't find one.

"He's right, Sir," Moxxie tells him. "It's one thing if this was one of our usual assassination contracts, but this is different," Moxxie then turns to Carmilla. "Sorry about this, Ms. Carmine. Big fan of your work by the way. Ow!" he gets elbowed by his wife. "Sorry, Millie. You know you're the only one for me."

"Oh, Moxxie!" she giggles.

"Get a room!" their boss yells at them. "Fine! You're right. Speak tall, creepy, and creepy."

"Very well," Zestial places his hands on the table. "What makes thou think any of use had something to do with thou's missing child?"

Alastor calmly walks around the table and places the dart on the table in front of Carmine. "I found this at Young Celest's last known location."

Carmilla goes to raise her hand but stops to look at the imps and she and Blitz end up in a staring contest.

The Boss sighs and lowers his gun a bit. "Go ahead!"

The Arms Dealer picks up the dart and examines it. "Odette! Clara!"

"Yes, Mother?" Clara turns to her mother as the matriarch hands the dart over to her sister. She briefly eyes the weapons around them.

"Whoever this was sold to tried scratching the serial number off. It's faint, but still there. perhaps it can still be tracked. Take it back to the company and find out exactly who this belongs to."

The sisters get up to leave only to find the guns aimed at them.

Vaggie inches her spear closer to Carmilla. "What makes you think we'd let any of you out of here until we get answers?"

"This will get you answers," Carmine glares at the Fallen Angel. "I've done terrible things in life and death. But one thing I will not stand for is someone deliberately harming a child. I can tell you this, Vaggie. If I was in your place, I will wage war across all Seven Rings if it means protecting my daughters."

Blitz raised his gun a little before saying. "Loona! Go with the twins!"

"Got it, Blitz!" the hellhound escorts the Carmine sisters to the elevator.

Blitz then nods to the other imps and all three put their weapons down. "I would do the same for my daughter."

Loona's ears raised at that just before the elevator closed and she let out a small gasp.

As they go down, Odette turns to the hellhound and says, "We're not twins." With Clara adding.

"We don't even look alike."

"Yeah, I don't think Blitz cares."

.oOo.

The elevator opens to let Velvette out as she streams over her phone. "Did you see that, mut? That flea bag should head back to the pound where she…" the Vee stops as a barrel is pointed at her head.

"Say one more thing about my Loony!" Blitz dares the Overlord.

Velvette then looks at the room, noticing the imps, the princess and the rest of those hazbins from that Hotel gathering around her fellow Overlords as well the huge mess the room's in.

"Wow!" the influencer walks past the armed imp. "If I knew that you were going to throw this kind of party, I would have arrived on time for once."

"Ugh!" Carmine didn't even bother hiding her destain. "Late as usual, Velvette. This party as you call it is actually the princess inquiring the location of her daughter."

The young Overlord raised a brow as she takes her seat. "She has a kid?"

"That she does," the Arms Dealer turns to Charlie and Vaggie. "You have any pictures to share."

Charlie and Vaggie were quick to take out their phones to bring up one of the numerous photos they took of Celest. Alastor then held out his hand. The two moms glance at one another before handing him their devices. The Radio Demon's magic enters the phones before leaving and zaps printed pictures in front of each Overlord.

Carmine picks up the one before her that shows Celest between Charlie and Vaggie for a selfie. "I cannot speak for the others, but you'll have my full support."

"And mine!" Rosie speaks up. "Celest is such a sweetheart. Anyone who dares to harm her is too rotten to eat."

"On contraire!" Alastor interjects. "Rotten meat often has a nice tang to it. It often reminds me of my mother's jambalaya."

"Thou shall have my assist as well," Zestial announces. "I vow to use all at my disposal in order to find Young Celest."

While this was going on, Velvette wasn't giving what's going on any thought as why should she care about some random brat. Then, she took a glance at the picture in front of her of a child with a broken smile while wearing a tiara of bugs. At which point she had to do a double take and her eyes widened.

"Well!" she rises from her seat with a stretch. "This seems boring. I'll be heading out."

"Velvette!" Carmine calls out. "I have not dismissed this meeting!"

"Like I ever cared about meetings, windbag!" the influencer gave the finger as she steps into the elevator with her usual smirk. As soon as the doors closed that smirk dropped into a scowl. "You f(bleep)ing idiots!"

.oOo.

Velvette enters the penthouse she shares with the Vees. "Vox! Valentino!" she screams as she approaches where the two were relaxing. "Tell me you didn't do anything to the kid?"

Valentino answers. "Of course not." Seemingly insulted.

Vox then lets out a chuckle, "At least not yet."

The influencer takes a deep breath. "Please remined me why you decided to kidnap a little girl?"

"Well, my sweet Angel Dust seemed rather fond of her," the moth answers. "I figured he'll consider renegotiating our contract."

"And Alastor seemed to have something to do with her and I figured any reason stick it to that f(bleep)er is good enough for me," Vox stands up. "Even after Val gets the new contract signed, I shall broadcast that brat's screams live for all to hear that even he can't ignore it," he then flips off the air above him. "Take that Alastor!"

Valentino smiles as he adds. "Two birds, one stone."

Velvette's eye starts twitching. "One more question. Did either of you two idiots put any thought of who the girl's parents are?"

"Who gives a sh(bleep) about that?" Vox laughs. "She's no different than none of the other brats roaming around here in Hell. Doubt anyone would notice one missing."

"Except for one itsy bitsy tiny little detail," Velvette smiles sweetly for a moment that had honestly disturbed the other Vees then her face turns red before shouting. "HER GRANDFATHER IS THE F(BLEEP)ING KING OF HELL!"

Hearing that, Valentino dropped his smoke and Vox's head started buffering before, becoming static-y, and eventually turning itself off.

After rebooting, Vox's face returns and he laughs. "Good one, my dear. You really had me going for a moment."

Valentino nods and smiles, feeling optimistic about this.

Velvette grabs the TV by his coat and pulls him right into her face. "Does it look like I'm joking?" she then pushes him away and he ends up tumbling over the couch. "You saw what he did during that Exorcist just for slapping his daughter. Imagine what he'd do to us? What are we going to do?"

The moth suggests, "We could just kill the girl."

"Nu-uh!" Vox pushes that down. "Terrible idea. Something like that, even if she wasn't Lucifer's brat's brat, would make the news if the body is ever found. Imagine what kind of bloodshed he would cause to find who done it."

Velvette thought for a moment. "Let me talk to the brat. Where is she?"

"That broom closet," Vox points over at a door near the entrance.

The influencer walks over to the door. "Didn't even know we had a broom closet up here," she opens the door to find the missing girl tied up, blinded, with a gag. Velvette sneers before putting on the sweetest smile she could muster. "Let me get that for you," the Overlord removes the blindfold and undid the gag. "You're Celest, right? Your moms are looking for you. Maybe you can help clear up this misunderstanding."

"If my Mom and Mama are looking for me, they will find me," the child glares. "Then, they'll tell Grandpa on you."

Velvette deadpans before putting the gag back in Celest's mouth. She then storms back to the other Vees. "We definitely can't let her go.

Vox lets out a laugh at that. "Did you really think that would work?"

"At least I'm trying, Flat face! Why don't you try using that brainwashing trick of yours?"

"That would only work if she was constantly in front of TV regularly. And as likely as that may be since she's a kid, Alastor is likely to know that happened. It would lead him straight to us," the TV demon turns to Valentino. "Hey, Val! What about your poison. Can't that do the trick?"

"I'm afraid the child is too young," the moth shrugs. "It will only work on those who are more mature. Even then, she would need a regular dose otherwise it will wear off."

"At this rate, we'd be better off killing the kid," Vox sighs. "If only we could get the brat to just forget any of this happened."

Velvette had been deep in thought until the TV Demon's last statement. "Vox!" she brightens up as she pulls him in, this time for a kiss on where she assumes his cheek would be. "You beautiful idiot."

"I accept your complement!" he boasts before asking. "For what?"

"During the early experiments of my Love Potion, there was one formula that only allowed someone to fall in love for about ten seconds."

Valentino huffs. "Sounds like it was a dud."

"Oh, it was," the influencer's smile brightens. "Thought maybe it could be used for a temporary high that way it wouldn't be a complete waste of money. Except it had one small side effect. It caused a mindwipe!"

The rest of the Vees start grinning. "So…" Vox leans in. "If we give this to the brat…"

"She'll forget everything!" Velvette shouts. "We can just dump her somewhere, her mommies will find her, they'll be happy that she's alive, and we'll be scott free."

"Well done, Babydoll," Valentino leans back, feeling reassured that they'll be in the clear. "How long until you can get this potion?"

"It'll take me a few hours to recreate it, but at least we have time since no one knows that we have the kid. Right?"

The other Vees glance at each other before Vox gets up. "Val. Get your favorite guns ready. I'll call up everyone who saw us in the lobby," he walks out the room.

Velvette facepalms. "Can't you two do anything right?"

Valentino grins as he digs out two fancy decorated guns. "I'm a pretty good shot."