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"Talking"

"Thinking"

"Emphasis"

"Reading"

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(Hell, a few minutes before the yearly extermination)

There was something wrong, that much 049 knew.

He just entered a City, that looked to be abandoned, but the many lifesigns said otherwise.

The only question is

"Why are they hiding?"

With every minute, the plague doctor found the atmosphere to more and more tense, until...


(Cituntily center: begin of the extermination)

A portal to what looked like a heavenly plane opened, and an army of demonic looking angels exited.

Their goal?

To kill.

And with that, the slaughter of thousands of unfortunate souls began.


(Back with 049)

It was silent for but a moment, until a swarm of exterminators came near, behind them a path of death.

A truely sad sight to see.

Admidst the many small skirmishes, there was someone fighting two of the exterminators by herself.

What the good doctor didn't know, was that the one fighting was one of the so called overlords.

His approach diverted one of the angels atention long enough for the woman to get in a killing blow, beheading the exterminator.

As one would expect, this enraged the second exterminator, but before she could continue what the other one started, she felt a touch and then...

Nothing.

After that touch, the exterminator was no more.

No flashy move,

just one touch.

Before the overlord could speak, the doctor already disappeared with the corpse.


(Somewhere in a hidden allyway)

"What makes you tick murderous one?"

That was the thought of one agitated plague doctor, who stood on an operating table, the open corpse of the exterminator on top of it.

The corpse gave as many answers as one would expect.

"I don't presume you would be able to answer, but maybe...

Yes. Maybe you can help me in other ways."


(hours later, just after the Extermination ended)

"Finally, it is done."

Out of the allyway stepped a satisfied plague doctor, and an exterminator that on the surface, looked fine but if you were to look behind the mask you'd see many, many scars

"What happened. Did i die? Again? How would that even be possible?"

It was silent, barely audible but it was enough for 049 to hear.

"That is new."

"Normally, my patients do not regain much if any of their conciousness when i reanimated their bodies. Is that because of your mind? Your body?

How curious."

At this somewhat morbit response, the exterminator just stared.

"Anyways, i don't presume you know where we currently are?"

at that, the exterminator just narrowed her eyes, and coldly responded:

"We're in Hell. Where all the dead scum of the world, like you, end up in."

Her only response was a small chukle from the doctor

"I do feel fairly alive, if i could say so myself."

"That really cannot be possible.

I mean, look at you. your face is a literal plague doctor's mask, and you want me to belief that this is normal?

Well, whatever let's you dream at night."

"Oh, if you knew."


(Hell, outskirts of pentagram city)

"So, this is hell...

Doesn't really look like the one described in the Bible."

This was one of the more simple thoughts running trough the mind of 049

"I can also sense something simular in energy to my Angel? Creation? There never was a case where my test subject regained it's conciousness before."

And finally, after hours of walking, the duo could see something in the distance, with the letters, as bold as it can be reading:

"Hazbin Hotel"


This was just a quick and short chapter, so i can make the next one longer.

Timeline wise, I'd say this chapter is happening shortly before the 1st part of Hazbin Hotel.

Thank you for your time.

Deusblade out.