Broken and Lonely Ch. 01
Clara found herself walking into the cemetery as she does every weekend. She soon finds herself in front of a gravestone close to another that the Carmine simply refuses to acknowledge.
Carmilla
Carmine
"Hey, Mom. I just wanted to visit," Clara starts. "Thought you might like to know that the business is doing okay. Remember how after the Half-Year Extermination caused a boom in orders? Well, it's long past time for the next Extermination Day and there's been no word of another. People are now wondering if Heaven simply gave up on Extermination. I'm doing my best to keep things going though. We're not in the red, thank God! We're just not doing as well without your management skills. I've been relying on the help from the other employees. I was far better at sales and Odette always took care of the statistic stuff that I could never figure out," she sighs. "I really should have paid better attention when you were trying to teach us how to run the company. Speaking of Odette. She's doing fine. She misses you as well. She's just unable to come today," the Carmine starts tearing up. "Well, I better get going. I got an early day tomorrow," she wipes away the tears while moving on, still refusing to acknowledge the other gravestone.
Just as Clara nears the entrance to the Cemetery, she spots a certain redhaired Overlord and her eyes narrowed. It's time to keep her promise.
Velvette barely had time to register the scream as she is soon tackled to the ground. Clara just kept on pounding her fists into the Influencer's face, refusing to relent even for a moment. The only reason she stopped was because her knuckles started hurting. At which point, the Carmine takes out an Angelic Knife and just as she was about to stab it straight through the B(bleep)ch's face, she is halted less than an inch away by the other Sinner's only other movement since the assault had started.
The Vee turns her eyes to Clara but there was no sign of a plea for mercy in them. Those eyes are ones that belong to someone who has given up. Who just wants it to all to end. Her cold, dead, bloodshot eyes are the exact same eyes that the Carmine sees every time she looks in a mirror.
NOTE: Here's the first entry of a New story taking place in my Little Hazbin AU. This one is less focused on the Little Hazbin herself.
NOTE 2: Adam Evers, I know that you want to see more Lute but she is a bit indisposed at the moment and may not make an appearance in this story.
