Vaggie

I've been helping Charli set up her Happy Hotel project for a couple of months now. We've made a dent in the progress, with a building and a resident. However, that's about it. The building is barely inhabitable, probably why it was so cheap, and our one resident, Angel Dust, doesn't seem dead set on redemption.

"So, toots, you got any booze?" Angel Dust asked me.

I clarified, "For the hundredth time, Angel, this hotel is supposed to be a place without sin. So, no, there's no alcohol."

He simply brushed it off, "Eh, I'll probably just pick some up on my way to work."

I was about to tell him off until Charlie stopped me. She pleaded, "Hey, Vaggie. Give Angel a break. It's his first day."

Angel piped in, "Yeah, buzzkill. Can't expect me to go clean off the get-go."

"Well, I guess." I relented. "But keep your drinking to a minimum!"

"Eh, sure. Whateva' gets me a free room. Anyway, I'll be heading out." Angel called back as he walked to the door. However, he stopped and asked, "Wait, what's that noise?"

"What noise?" I asked.

"Be quiet and listen for a bit. I could have sworn I was hearing..."

I was about to chew Angel out, but then I started hearing what sounded like explosions. "Yeah, I hear it too."

"Sounds like someone's fighting. Probably fighting over territory." Charlie suggested.

"Well, what are ya waitin' for? Turn on the news, I wanna see!"

Charlie, Angel, and I walked over to the single television we had. It took us a while to turn it on and get onto the news, but we eventually found the broadcast.

The news anchors greeted, "Hello, people of Hell! I'm Katie Killjoy!"

"And I'm Tom Trench!" her associate added.

"And today," Killjoy started announcing, "we're reporting live on what seems like a new squabble for power at The Three Vees' Tower. Tom?"

Trench explained, "Our boots on the ground claim that a cloaked new arrival to Hell walked into a meet-n-greet with Vox, head of the Three Vees, and attacked the television host. The footage you're seeing is live from the ensuing battle!"

As Trench stopped talking, footage of the battle began playing. The guy flying around was evading fire from a bunch of goons on the ground and began throwing some of his feathers like throwing knives. However, seeing the way he was flying, I noticed something strange.

"He seems way too comfortable flying to be a newcomer." I pointed out.

"What do you mean?" Charlie asked.

I explained, "You've seen the exterminators, and you know how good they fly. Well, they've been doing it their entire lives, and none of them are even a fraction as good as this guy."

Charlie suggested, "Maybe he was a pilot in life?"

"I don't know, but I don't think flying a plane doesn't give up the experience of flying with wings."

"Well, whateva' it is, could you two bitches quiet down? I'm trying to watch the fight." Angel piped in.

I snarled at him as we turned to look at the TV. The flying guy began to screech at the goons, blasting them. He then flew up, his fist started glowing, and he slammed down, punching the ground and creating a shockwave that launched the goons away. Coincidentally, one of his feathers also nicked the dress of Velvet, one of the Vees.

Velvet, upon realizing her dress was cut, shouted, "Oi! You ruined my dress!"

"Yeah," the flying attacker asked, "so what?"

"Oh, I'm really going to make you pay, bitch." she sneered as she rolled up her sleeves, getting ready for a fight. I'll admit, she was in a bit of a rage.

However, instead of showing any signs of fear, he snarkily exclaimed, "Oh, I'm not just any bitch. I'm The Bitch." as he blasted her with an energy beam from his arm.

"Whoa!" Angel exclaimed, "This dude is packing some powa'!"

"Ooh, that's gotta hurt!" Killjoy snarked.

After blasting Velvet, the attacker then flew up and began blasting the tower. When he did, the lights started going off, and the camera started flickering.

Charlie asked, "Hey, what's he doing?"

Before I could respond, Vox appeared and tried to use his television powers, but surprisingly, he couldn't. He shouted, "What the hell did you do?!"

"Null Rays. Renders any electronic temporarily inoperable." the flyer bragged.

"So that's what it was. Huh." Charlie verbally thought.

Vox sneered as he threatend, "Oh, you're gonna get it when the power comes back."

The flyer merely laughed as he summoned a sword of energy and flew up, cutting power lines. "Power can't come back online if you aren't plugged in!" he mocked.

Trench admired, "It appears the upstart is cutting off Vox from his power source. Smart move there."

"Hey, since when could anyone do that shit?" Angel questioned.

"Watch, maybe we'll get some answers," I suggested.

The flyer cutting the power lines seemed to tick Vox off, as he snarled, "AGH! VAL! GET HIS ASS!"

"With pleasure, Voxey," Valentino stated as he began to fly up, dual guns in hand.

Angel announced, "Look, it's my boss!"

The moth boss started shooting at the attacker. But, he dodged in a way that looked like it was nothing to him. He even began yawning and making jokes.

"And my boss is getting his ass kicked." Angel laughed.

After a few minutes of missing while being mocked, Valentino suddenly got a lot more frustrated and shouted, "Hold still, putó!"

"Oh, someone really should have told you." the flyer taunted.

"What?!" Valentino shouted.

He grinned as he flew in, declaring, "Never challenge a Seeker to a dogfight!"

Before he could react, he used a sword to clip one of his wings and nick his Achilles tendon. He shouted in pain as he spiraled down, landing with a thud.

"Well, looks like the new guy means business!" Killjoy announced.

Charlie pointed out, "He called himself a 'Seeker'. Wonder if that means he was a fighter pilot."

"He did say it was a dogfight," Angel added, "and ain't that the lingo jet pilots use to describe fights like these?"

"I guess," I responded.

He landed down when Valentino crashed, and I finally got a good look at what this Seeker looked like. He had a serpent-like face along with blood-red eyes, eagle wings, talon-hands, and feathers as his hair. Besides the cloak, every part of his outfit seemed like it belonged on a pilot, fitting. The only two things about him that stood out were how tall he was and his blood-red eyes.

On screen, Velvet shouted, "Oh you'll pay for this now!" as she began running towards the Seeker. He simply responded "I don't have time for brats." as used punch to knock her out and used feathers to pin her to the ground. With her out, all that was left was Vox.

He glitched, "You p-p-prick... I'll sh-show you sufferi-ing." as he lumbered towards the guy. He merely smirked as he leisurely flew up to him and stomped him into the ground, pinning him under his boot.

He taunted, "Well, looks like today isn't your day."

"F-u-u-uck you…" Vox sneered.

"Oh, this'll be embarrassing." Angel joked.

The Seeker simply laughed and was about to fly away, but then he looked at the news camera.

Trench pointed out, "It seems the Seeker newcomer now knows he has an audience."

The Seeker seemed to get an idea. "Oh, by the way, Vox?" he asked.

"Wha-a-at the fu-fu-uck do you wa-ant?" the downed television host snarled, buffering.

The Seeker smirked as he leaned in, lifted him by the neck, and showed his face to the camera. He ordered, "Tell your viewers that there's a new Overlord in town."

"It seems the Seeker wants to make an announcement," Killjoy noted.

"Oh, look. This guy wants to be an Overlord." Charlie pointed out.

On-screen, Vox began grabbing at the Seeker's hands and sneering. That's when the flyer held a sword to the television's throat. Eventually, Vox acquiesced.

He begrudgingly announced, "This i-i-is Vox speaking, and I wa-ant to announce the arrival of a new Overlord."

The Overlord wannabe sneered and whispered something in Vox's ear. Vox growled and blankly announced, "I'm intro-o-sucing you-ou-ou to Air Comma-ma-ma-mander Starscream."

"So he is a pilot," Charlie vocalized.

The Seeker, or Starscream, butted in, "I'll take it from here, Voxey. As you heard, I am Air Commander Starscream. And, with hope, I will soon be an Overlord. I just thought getting a celebrity endorsement," he said, shaking Vox, "would help kick-start my career."

He continued, "Unlike your other Overlords, I do not intend to rule land territories. Rather, I intend to rule the skies. As such, I'll be recruiting flyers for my new elite group, the Hell Seekers, based on my Seekers from when I was alive. There will only be two requirements, loyalty and flight."

"Geez, what's with this fucker and the skies?" Angel complained. However, as I was about to shush him, I noticed a goom get up and crawl over to Starscream. Vox seemed to notice too, but kept quiet.

Eventually, the goon got close to Starscream, and, with one of his feathers, slashed his side, purple blood oozing out.

The Seeker shrieked in response. He turned around, dropped Vox, grabbed the goon by the throat, and threw him in front of him, probably intentionally putting him in front of the camera.

As he did, Starscream began growing. His size increased dramatically, being the size of a fighter jet. As he did, his veins started glowing purple, with similarly colored sparks flying off of him. Tendrils began growing out of his back and an additional set of arms sprouted from his shoulders above his normal arms. Blood started leaking out, and I could have sworn that I saw five faces overlapping on top of each other on his head.

He towered over the goon and roared, "HOW DARE YOU?!" And I swear that I heard five voices, one for each face.

As the goon cowered, Starscream snarled, "You deserve to be destroyed." Then, disturbingly, a sadistic grin began growing on his face. "However, I suppose I should let my children eat."

Before anyone could ask any questions, little metallic creatures began emerging from the puddles of Starscream's blood. However, when I say little, I mean in relation to the Seeker, as they were probably the size of my head.

Starscream sadistically announced, "Allow me to introduce you, my children, the Scraplets."

The horde of Scraplets began circling the cowering goon as Starscream gleefully added, "Oh, what a voracious appetite they have."

We watched in horror as the Scraplets devoured the goon like a pack of piranhas, all the while the goon shrieked in pain. Eventually, when the yelling stopped, they backed off, revealing nothing in the place of the goon.

"Yikes, that's one hell of a demonstration, you sadistic fuck." Angel stated, aimed at the screen.

With the goon devoured, Starscream began shrinking back down to his normal size. Well, normal as in how big he was before he transformed. He was still really tall.

"Before I was so rudely interrupted," Starscream resumed, regarding the place where the goon was with disgust, "I was about to say that joining the Seekers should be a top priority for any flyer in Hell. After all, we have brotherhood and unity, unlike any other faction! All you have to do is come to me and apply."

Starscream spread his wings and placed his goggles and mask on his face. "And if you ever want to find me," he concluded, "just look up."

When he finished, he flew away, cackling. Vox got up, brushed the dust off himself, and yelled, "What are you looking at?!" towards the camera.

The footage cut as it resumed back to Killjoy and Trench.

"Well, that was quite the power display, don't you think?" Killjoy asked.

Trench responded, "Indeed it was, Katie. And with the skies being unclaimed, I doubt he'll have trouble claiming territory."

Killjou concluded, "As we end that story, how about we go on to 'Weather on the sixes'?"

We turned off the TV after that and just sat there for a bit. Eventually, Charlie asked, "Do you think that Starscream will become an Overlord?"

"You heard that Trench cuck," Angel shouted, "that guy's going after territory no one's bothered going after for thousands of years! No chance anyone's going to be fighting him for the skies."

"Plus, you saw what he could do. He's definitely powerful enough. And with his Scraplets, and possibly his Hell Seekes, he has an army." I added.

Charlie sighed and spoke, "I just don't want my people to get even more hurt with an Overlord takeover, especially with the Extermination right around the corner."

"Well, look on the bright side, toots." Angel reassured, "Like I said, he's going after territory no one else wants. I doubt that there'll be any more fighting unless he picks a fight with another Overlord."

"Heh, thanks Angel," Charlie responded.

I interjected, "Look, hun. You can't be worrying about Overlords when you should be focusing on this hotel."

Charlie brightened up. "You're right, Vaggie. Let's get on with redemption!"

"Atta' girl." I softly spoke.

As we all got up to find stuff to do, Angel announced, "Seeing as my boss and his coworkers got their asses kicked on live TV, I probably don't have to go to work, so I can hang around here."

"Good, now start sweeping." I snarked, putting a broom in his hand.

He groaned, "I just had to open my slutty mouth."

I chuckled as he went off to pretend to sweep. But, something kept on nagging at the back of my mind. The way Starscream was flying told me he was way too used to it for a human who just died. Plus, his weird name, his purple blood, his Seekers, it just didn't feel normal. Whatever he was, he definitely wasn't human.

So, I'm in a dilemma. Should I rate this as Mature or Keep it at Teen? Because I've been seeing a lot of Hazbin fics rated at Mature, and I'm not sure if I made a mistake. Tell me in the reviews if it's okay to keep it in Teen or if I'm an idiot and should have marked it as Mature. Either way, let me know.