Notes:

This chapter will be the shortest chapter of all chapters it is a retelling of Episode 2, "Radio Killed the Video Star." It sets the stage for the rest of our story. You'll see many similarly and many differences to the episode, as this is an alternate universe, so get comfortable and enjoy the show.


Vox one of the top overlords of hell. The main Vee and the creator of Voxtech. He was ontop of the world, so why did he feel so pathetic? To everyone it looks as if he has everything incheck, but that couldn't be more wrong.

Vox lazily got up from where he slept, pushing wires off of him that tangled around him when he was asleep. He drunkenly walked into his washroom and looked in the mirror.

He looked like shit.

His screen was scratched from last night, but not too bad that he needed a replacement. His digital eyes however looked tired, "I have to fix that." he thought. Before beginning to take off the clothes he fell asleep in, leaving his underwear on.

His room was a maze of wires and cables, it was dark and barely lit by a huge monitor that towered infront of his bed and the blinking lights from the many computers and devices that sat next to it. He was anything but organized.

Still in his underwear he walked to the large screen and sat down. Picking up a series of cables he plugged himself into the main computer. He then typed in a series of commands that duplicated his face onto the bigger screen. He then again, typed a few codes that got rid of his tired looking eyes.

Vox looked up at himself his facial expression flat and depressing. His eyes no longer had any age to them, but it didn't change the fact he still looked helpless. He contemplated adding the new update to his system, so he could better mask this side of him for good, but decided it would be too much work.

He unplugged himself from the computer and finished getting dressed. Taking one last look in the mirror he exhaled and then made his miserable expression vanish into a well put together smile; all before leaving his room.

"WHERE ARE THOSE FUCKING REPORTS!!" A voice yelled.

"WHO HAS HANDS ON VOX'S COFFEE!!!" another yelled.

"I DO!!!" Another little demon responded before rushing infront of Vox and shoving the coffee in his hands before scurrying off to do something else.

Vox's smile twitched as he grimaced at the little demons incompetence. He thought for a moment whether or not he should grab the little guy and tear him apart, but he had more self control then to let those silly little thoughts get the better of him. Despite his depressing inner mentality, he was quite good at controlling himself outwardly.

The chaos that was insuing on the office floor was pissing him off, but this is how it always was in the building. Papers flying everywhere, employees yelling over constant ringing phones. Nowhere in the building was a place that wasn't like this.

Vox made his way to the main office He looked a little unkempt, but considering the events of the night before, it would be seen as passable. He really wasn't in the mood today. He was wearing his usual waist coat with a button up shirt. Everything he wore was bright and designer branded.

Vox walked into office looking for the other Vees. Velvette should have already been to the meeting with the overlords, so she would be able to inform him of any useful information she may have heard. Valentino he hoped would just keep his mouth shut.

As he walked in he could hear Velvette groaning as Valentino was yapping about his damn porn star. Angel Dust. Putting his shitty coffee down he listened to the other Vees argue.

"Will you please shut UP!" Velvette huffed and turned to dodge an oncoming object that then hit the wall and shattered, "AND STOP MAKING A FUCKING MESS OVER SOME BITCH!" She turned to notice Vox's stern hallow expression. "Finally! can you take care of your fucking dog!? The asshole won't stop throwing his pissy fit." She said while crossing her arms and moving to the corner of the room, as Valentino continued his destructive tantrum on the other end.

Vox rolled his eyes and walked over to where Val began to tear up the newly coated wallpaper.

"WHY CAN'T THAT BITCH JUST STAY PUT!?" Valentino whined as he made another scratch in the wall, "HE THINKS HE CAN JUST LEAVE AND SPEND THE NIGHT SOMEWHERE ELSE?!? AT SOME FUCKING HAZBIN HOTEL!?"

"And what bitch are we talking about?" Vox sarcastically asked already fully knowing the answer to the question.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN WHAT BITCH?! ITS FUCKING ANGEL DUST!" Valentino groaned in frustration, "I made HIM! And he thinks he can do WHAT EVER THE HELL HE WANTS!?" Valentino spun around to look Vox in the eyes, "I'm going to gut and skin that bitch!"

Vox stared back at Valentino his expression souless, "And why's that? Is he not answering your pathetic calls?" Vox scoffed.

Valentino gritted his teeth, "I'm going to go down to that damned hotel and BURN IT TO THE GROUND, I swear I've-"

"Killed sinners for less." Vox cut him off, "yeah yeah yeah, we get it. But dear we have a reputation to uphold here." A sharp small smile appeared on his screen, his eyes half lidded, "We can't just go around killing sinners, so what are we going to do about it?" He said as he took ahold of Valentinos hands his screen brightening still staring into his eyes.

"Nothing?" Valentino asked looking like a deer in headlights.

"That's right, nothing. Good." He smiled as he walked away from him and brushing his hand against his cheek.

Valentino shook his head and a snarky smile appeared on his face. He relit his ciggarette taking a puff before speaking, "Heyyy Cariño! You know who's also staying at that pathetic hotel?" His eyes squinted at Velvette who was signaling him to shut up.

Vox paused and turned back at him now curious noticing Velvette's sad attempts to stop the moth, "Who?"

Valentino grinned wider, "Your Rai-"

"HEYY! haha why dont we talk about this in the meeting room? hmm?" Velvette intervened and started pushing the two to another room, "Doesn't that sound niceee," she snarled at the Moth who still had his mischievous smile plastered on his face.

Vox grimaced as the smaller Vee who was forcefully pushing the two into the meeting room. Having moved Valentino's attempt to fuck with him out of his mind, he let himself be freed from Velvette and moved over to his seat to finally sit down.

"Ok before we start can someone get me coffee that doesn't taste like pure shit?" Vox asked.

"Why? You don't like real coffee that isn't injected with thousands of pounds of sugar and additives?" Velvette teased, as she picked up a display infront of her and tapped a few buttons. A few minutes later a drone whizzed into the room with an ice coffee.

Vox smiled picking up the coffee and taking a sip, humming, "Now this is what real coffee should be." Vox spun once in his chair with glee and then quickly went back to his business mode, "Ok. Velvette what happened at the meeting?"

"Oh my god!" she began to laugh, "You should have seen that ancient bitches face when I threw that Angel's head on the table for everyone to see!"

That was right, they had been able to find that Angel's decapitated head because of his cameras that littered the entire city. It was quite a shocker when he noticed it, before this it was thought that Angels couldn't be harmed. Vox leaned in intrigued to know what happened.

"She denied she even did anything, but man did I trap her in a corner! She was totally freaking out!" Velvette exclaimed.

Vox frowned and leaned back into his chair, "That's it? You just messed with Carmilla?"

Valentino smirked, "No thats not all~"

Vox rolled his eyes thinking he was trying to mess with him again, but he then saw Velvette stiffen, "What? What is it?"

Velvette sighed, "Look don't freak out ok."

Vox raised an eyebrow, but nodded for her to continue.

"The thing Valentino was trying to tell you earlier... well I ran into the same person at the meeting today." Velvette carefully looked Vox over to make sure he wasn't on edge but his quaint expression couldn't be read, "Al- Alastor was there. He's back."

Vox continued to stare at Velvette. His expression not changing. He froze. Alastor? He thought. Is back? The radio demon who disappeared for 7 years is back? His mind was racing and he didn't know how to react to this news.

Valentino grinned looking at Vox then at Velvette who had a worried expression on her face, "Welll~ I think we broke him."

Velvette glared at Valentino and then to Vox, his eyes hadn't blinked and his souless expression frightened her, "Vox? You alright?"

Vox's eyes moved to look at Velvette in the eyes, "The radio demon is back you say?" He felt his stomach boil, "The Fucker is back!?"

"I know I thought he was gone for sure this time." Valentino smile softened as he turned away to take another puff out of his cigarette, "He's staying at that damned Hazbin Hotel with my wretched dog."

Vox had heard of this Hazbin Hotel, the daughter of hell wouldn't stop blabbing about it to news reporters for months. A hotel where sinners could get a chance at redemption, how pathetic... Though what was Alastor doing there? Is he trying to redeem himself? That couldn't be right Alastors a sick minded fuck who would do anything to get what he wanted.

"What's Alastor doing at a rehabilitation Hotel?" Vox asked genuinely confused, how did this news escape him!?

"I don't know? Angel wouldn't tell me shit for weeks!" Valentino huffed getting agitated at the thought of Angel living anywhere besides where he was. "All I know is the freaks probably there for that little princess."

"And Alastor barely spoke at the meeting, so I got nothing. He just stared with his judgy creepy eyes, I could've sworn the bastard was looking into my soul!" Velvette added.

Vox knew those eyes all too well, he hated it, Alastor couldn't judge him for shit. Not after what he has done. It's not his fault the old timey bastard didn't want to advance.

"So what!? The fuckers just lounging around at a hotel with the princess of hell?" Vox asked. He knew there had to be some kind of motive behind it, there just had to be.

"What's it to you? Still salty he almost beat you that one time?" Valentino teased, "I swear you're obsessed, when he left all those years ago you couldn't stop talking about him. You still can't"

"Oh fuck you and you're not!?" Vox snapped back with a tight grin, "Angel Dust! Angel Dust! At least I have a reason to complain!"

"Hey hey I admit it, he makes me go crazy," Valentino chuckled watching as the other Vee tried to defend himself.

"Boys as much as I love your silly little banter, there's a sadistic radio demon playing house with the PRINCESS OF HELL!" Velvette intervened before Vox could speak again, "This could be really bad just think if she makes a deal with him! Where does that put us?!"

Vox thought for a moment, "We need eyes on the inside, someone so stupid that they would never expect them." Vox smiled getting an idea, "Hey wanna go live?"

Valentino and Velvette looked at eachother wicked grins spreading on their faces, "Hell yeah," they said in unison.

The Vees chuckled together, as they walked to their recording room. When they weren't fighting they really did look like the perfect team.

Velvette plopped herself onto the couch. Looking over to Val who went over to their personal bar. She yelled out, "Yo Val! Get me a bag of chips!"

Val rolled his eyes grabbing a random bag and throwing it at her, yet missing the couch causing Velvette to hang over the side of the couch to pick it up. He shakily poured himself a glass of wine before sitting down on the couch next to her.

This was going to be interesting usually Vox liked the studio to himself when he goes live. Saying that the other Vees are too distracting, but this time he invited them. And something as interesting as the radio demon was going to be great.

Vox plugged in a few wires and turned a few nobs before turning back to look at the other Vees, "You ready for a show?" His hypnotic eye started going haywire as his lips stretched into a wicked smile.

The other Vees cheered in response and Vox turned back, "It's time to show who's in charge this time!" He yelled as he flipped a switch. Bright lights flashed and a loud beep rung before the red lights all turned green... He was live.

"Top of the hour! We're discussing a certain hazbin who's been cavorting around town! He's been missing for 7 long years. Did anyone miss him? Did anyone even notice? You all may be asking who's the man of the hour!? It's the Radio demon!" Vox raised his arms after shouting with a huge smile plastered on his face and an explosion of streamers set ablaze.

Valintino and Velvette giggled at the little surprise gag.

"What does this mean for your family? We'll I'm glad to inform you all the demon is a coward! A LOSER! He's staying at that silly hazbin hotel to rehabilitate sinners, WHAT A STUPID FUCKING IDEA!"

The Vees gasped realizing what Vox was doing. He was going to give the hotel a bad name. Vox could make or break anything he wanted being the main face on television. Besides Velvette who controlled a small portion of social media. Vox could control almost the entirety of all media. If the princess of hell's main aspiration was this hotel then in Vox's eyes taking down that damned hotel would mess with whatever Alastor was up to.

"I don't mean to be rude, but I mean honestly! Redemption? What sinner wants to be redeemed. I guess the Radio demon was stupid enough to believe it! Has he gone soft? PATHETIC! This Princess of Hell doesn't even know what the hell she's doing, she has no evidence to even prove sinners can be redeemed!" Voxwas slowing losing himself, he looked as if he knew what he was doing, but internally his mind was flashing red. "I hope the Radio Demon had a nice Vay Kay, but he should have stayed away! Going to a rehabilitation hotel can't get rid of what you have done! Don't listen to a word he says. He's barely even audible, Radios DEAD FUCKER! It's All Video Now! Nobody's going to join your stupid hotel-"

Before he could speak any futher static filled the air and his buildings speakers blew. All the screens in the building started to glitch and go haywire.

"I wouldn't go that far to say radios dead."

Vox's screen flashed white before he froze turning to look to where the sound was coming from. Valentino and Velvette jumped up rushing to the the source. It was a drawer. Velvette forcefully slammed the locked drawer open revealing a damaged old timey looking radio.

"What the fuck is a radio doing in the building?" Velvette looked up to vox with shock and disbelief.

Valentino chuckled amused, "I told you he was obsessed."

The radio continued to speak, "It's so good to be back on Air! I know it's been awhile since someone with style made a broadcast. Sinners rejoice!"

Vox snarled his mind was gone and the addition of static in the room clouded his vision, "What a dated voice!"

"Instead of a clout chasing mediocre video podcast."

Vox could hear the chuckle of the radio demon on the other end his screen started to freak out, "COMME ON!" He could barely let out any words out, as the static became so unbearably loud in his mind.

"Vox the media demon, is he insecure? Pursuing allure? Always changing through ideas and new formats, The picture box can't even stick to a subject every time he goes live. Is nothing working? Always using fads to capture viewer attention is his news even real?"

Vox's hands scratched at his already damaged screen the static was too much, "FUCK YOU ALASTOR!!"

Valentino and Velvette watched in horror as Vox clawed at himself. They've never seen him act like this before. They've seen him go haywire like he did last night when they celebrated the fifty percent completion of their upcoming update, but this- this was nightmarish.

"Is Vox truly as powerful as he purports? Or is it based on his support? The Vees would be nothing without eachother."

Vox glared at the glitching screen camera infront of him, "you wish I was weak." He pushed out a snarled.

"Oh? And Here's the sugar on the cream! He asked me to join his team and I said no! Now he's pissy. The greedy demon could never take no for an answer. What's going to happen when he can't get your attention viewers?"

Vox pushed himself up moving closer to the screen, the weight of the static on his shoulders. "I'LL MAKE SURE I RUIN YOU ALASTOR, I'LL SHOW YOU SUFFFf-FFFF-E-RInG"

"I'm afraid your precious technology has lost it's signal."

Vox collapsed back into his chair and Valentino and Velvette ran to his aid. His energy was gone. Velvette quickly hugged him tightly.

"Holy shit what the hell was that! Are you alright?!?" She asked concerned.

Valentino ran his fingers over the damage Vox did to himself looking sympathetic for once, "oh cariño. What did you do."

Static buzzed and Vox turned his head to look at the radio at the other end of the room.

"You should have wished I stayed gone, you can't beat me Vox."

And with that a sharp crackle ended it all. The radio static left the room and Vox was able to rise himself up just a little. He looked at the other Vees and then to the giant TV. The broadcast was a huge failure.

Velvette gave a soft small smile, "I- I think I can cut out some parts."

Valentino rubbed Vox's shoulders trying to make him feel better, "It'll be alright, mi amor."

Vox gave them both a weak smile before looking back at the radio. He felt his chest go heavy. Alastor was right he couldn't beat him.