The area was beginning to come more familiar to the Slayer. Although he still was unsure of where places were. It seemed as if the time frame was around the early afternoon in this realm. As usual, when the Slayer was walking down the streets of hell, he received looks from every single person he passed by. Some said things to him as he passed by, but he didn't acknowledge it. He turned a corner and walked down a street he had never been on before. He intended to keep on walking but someone approached him and got in his way. He stopped as a new demon stepped in his way. This demon was covered in white fur and had many arms. The Slayer could tell it was some spider form. The Slayer wasn't really in the mood for someone else to talk with him, but this person was blocking his path and there was no reason for him to just run him over if he meant no harm.

"Well hey there handsome. I didn't think I'd eva see you in person. You've been quite popular lately," this demon said to him, but he didn't get any response from this man. "Hmm, I've heard ya don't talk, but didn't think it was true."

So people are beginning to talk about him after all. Maybe people are figuring out the fact that he doesn't speak. Maybe this will keep them from trying to talk to him anyway. But that didn't stop this demon whose name he would learn real quick.

"I take it ya new here. You've probably seen posters of me around hell. If ya haven't I'm Angel Dust. One of, if not THE greatest pornstar in hell," He said. The Slayer could tell he spoke very highly of himself. The Slayer also found that to be an interesting name. Not in a good interesting way, but in a way that someone would name themselves after a drug. But his nickname was Doomguy, so how much could he really judge.

"I'm pretty famous round these parts, most people know me, seen my work, or have at least heard of me. Usually, people pay top dollar for thirty minutes with this, But I know yer probably new. At least I think ya are. I feel like I would have seen you around Hell before. If you are in fact new, I could give you a piece for practically nothing~" Angel said as he puffed up his fur like a pair of breasts. Angel looked at the man to see if wanted any or if he was becoming interested at all. But Angel wasn't getting much so far. Normally when he tried this on demons, they would either be eating out of his hand or telling him to fuck off. Normally if they pissed him off he had no problem shooting them and taking whatever money they had. But so far, this man wasn't doing anything and by that, I mean he literally wasn't doing anything. So, Angel had to try a different approach. He began to slowly pace around the Slayer to examine his whole body.

"I mean look at the size of these hands, those big biceps you have~ and this armor looks cool as shit as far as I'm concerned. You wouldn't be willing to tell me where ya got it would ya?" Angel asked the Slayer. The Slayer didn't move his feet, he just watched as Angel circled him. He could tell what was going on. By the words the demon was saying, asking for a piece, complimenting him on his size, the obvious seductive tone in his voice. He was trying to seduce him. The Slayer was completely uninterested in anything of that matter. It could be the hottest person in the world, or in this case hell, and the Slayer wouldn't budge. "This thing has a cannon on your shoulder? You got a blade on your arm too? Well, what a package deal. And what a package deal indeed." Angel spoke then walked to the back of the Slayer. "Nice view from the back... and look at the bulge in your crotch plate. Whatcha packing down there? 6? 8? Fuck even 10 inches?" But still nothing from the Slayer. Just Angel being carefully watched.

"Okay, this is getting weird. The guy is just staring at me while saying nothing. Is this fella even interested? He hasn't made any movement or shown any reaction besides this blank stare he's giving me." Angel thought to himself. He decided to go for a more physical approach to try to get this man interested. "Seriously, wanna tell me where ya got this~?" Once again speaking in a seductive tone. He started to run his hand up the Slayer's gauntlet towards his exposed bicep. Angel had a grin on his face as he thought this was working. This guy wasn't objecting to it. He nearly reached his massive bicep...until he didn't. Angel sort of jumped as before he got to the Slayer's bicep, his arm was snatched out of midair. The Slayer's left arm grabbed his arm in a tight lock. Not in a painful lock like it was being crushed, just tight enough where Angel couldn't break free easily. Angel stared at his arm which was completely engulfed in the Slayer's hand. He then looked at the Slayer's face, which he really couldn't see, but looked scary as hell. The Slayer used his left arm to move Angel's arm back towards himself before releasing his grip. He hoped the demon got the idea through his head. This was just a warning. If he tried to make any other sexual or seductive move on him, his blade would be doing some talking. Whether it be painful or just another scare tactic. The Slayer wasn't sure yet what he would do, it would probably come to him as this went on.

"Tight grip you have. You sure you don't want to show me what you can do with those hands~? I gotta believe you got so much pent up inside of you are you sure you don't want to let it allll out?" The pornstar added as he was about to put his hand on the human's chest but saw as the human's hands became tightly closed fists. This was starting to turn into a waste of breath as this guy didn't seem to have any feeling or emotion. He could faintly see his eyes through his dark helmet. He could see his eyebrows were protruded downwards showing that he looked mad. "Oh, well shit, you really aren't interested? People have paid good money for me buddy," Angel said trying to keep his cool, but his thoughts were nothing like that. "Shit, this guy is like immune to my charm. Did I push too hard? I probably should stop. Right? Damn, but it would probably be real nice to get in his pants. But this guy looks like he wants to kill me. I mean should I really even care? I've dealt with tons of big brutes like that before and kicked the shit outta them. Well and I suppose I had some great fucks with them. Imagine what this guy would bring. But...shit, I got no sense on how to read this john. No other demon has ever acted this way before." Angel kind of expected this guy to hit him or do something. But just stood there with his hands balled up in fists.

"Are you really not gonna say anything? Anything at all?" Angel asked trying to get some word out of him. Or even a sound at this point. But that was ruined now as Angel turned to his right to look down the street. Angel and the Slayer saw as a vehicle was approaching them.

Angel sighed and said "Great." Quietly.

The Slayer looked towards Angel when he said that and then back at the long car that parked in front of him. He wasn't too familiar with this kind of vehicle, but he believed that it was called a limousine. The Slayer then looked out of his peripheral vision to this Angel Dust that was failing to seduce him. He saw that his expression wasn't too happy anymore. This Angel Dust was clearly not happy to see this car. The Slayer stood his ground as he watched a door open and another demon came out followed by streams of red smoke. The Slayer quickly noticed something about this demon and that was the fact that he was pretty tall. For the first time in this realm, the Slayer had to look up at him to meet his eye-line.

"Well Angel Cakes, what is going on here?" Valentino asked. The Slayer could recognize this demon from his face as he had seen it before throughout hell.

"N-Nothin' Mr. Valentino," Angel said putting all his arms behind him.

"Can't keep that thing in between your legs under control until I fucking arrived?" Valentino asked him again.

"No! I was just talking," Angel said.

Valentino then looked over at the large man he was talking to. The Slayer was locked on to him. "And who the fuck is this guy?" Valentino got nothing but a glare. "You got a fucking staring problem or something? Cat got your fucking tongue?"

"He's that new guy that people have been talking about," Angel said. He really didn't know what to call him.

"Oh, that's right. You're that fucking human that people have been running their fucking jaws about," Valentino said as he did a motion with his hand to replicate speaking. An idea started to pop into his head as he looked the Slayer up and down. "You know, you do have quite the physique. A physique that all of Hell would love to see more than just those arms of yours. We could certainly work something out that would make us a lot of fucking money. Perhaps you using those muscles of yours to dominate some twink in bed. Hell, you could end up working with Angel over here one day. I be that would be a fucking hit. How does that sound?"

"I don't think he actually talks Val. I think he's like...sum kind of mute or somethin," Angel said answering for the Slayer.

"Oh? A mute huh? So the cat has really got your fucking tongue after all. I could make that work as that would definitely be something that these horny fucks of Hell have never seen before," Valentino added as he was simply imaging the possible porno that could come from this.

The marine was growing quite tired of this conversation. A conversation that first started out as some demon trying to seduce him to then a bigger demon trying to involve him in some porn productions.

When Valentino wasn't getting any kind of response, he decided to put a pin in this. "Look...how about you think about it? If you change your mind you can stop by my sex dungeon at Porn Studios. In other news, I need Angel right now and if you're looking for some kind of a quickie, you'll need a fair sum to make it worth my time to fucking wait for you," He then approached the Slayer. The Slayer was very close to bringing his blade into the mix. "And since you are some kind of... mute, then this little...thing you and Angel have going on isn't really much of a thing then is it?"

"No, this isn't a thing at all," Angel responded for the Slayer.

"And you weren't trying to go with mister mute here, were you, Angel," Valentino said.

"Of course not," Angel responded. The Slayer was starting to figure out what was going on here. It seemed to be a similar situation with that one girl.

"Good, then get in," Valentino said as he stepped back into the limo.

"Yes Val," Angel said softly. He made one look towards the Slayer but saw him do nothing but stand there with his fists balled up. Maybe he was just a pure emotionless being like Alastor had said.

The Slayer saw the door close and the car take off. He then turned to his right and proceeded down the street. Yet another encounter he had with a demon and still not what he was expecting. He released the pressure in his hands and returned them to normal.

But it seemed as if this new hell was starting to become even more clear to him. That big demon, who he now knew as Valentino said something about a 'fair sum' which the Slayer could figure out meant some kind of money or currency. And this Angel Dust, well it was clear to the Slayer what he was as the Slayer is not dumb or naive. He was offering him some type of sexual favor for money. Prostitution.

Does that mean that this hell has a money system and jobs for the demons? That must be it. This was exactly like a city of earth slapped together in an afterlife. The thought of this made the Slayer grow angry. Some of these people could be some of the worst people of all time and get stuck down here. Could be mass murders, rapists, people who torture their victims to such a high extent it drives them insane, anybody of that sort who has no care for innocent lives and never got what they fucking deserved. Instead, they get sent down here to this hell, which the Slayer considered to be pussy shit to his hell, that is the hell that people like that deserved and HE was the one who got that eternal torment. The Slayer's fists were tightening so much, it felt like he would break his gauntlet. Maybe he should be the one who gives them a real punishment, MAYBE THAT IS THE REASON HE IS HERE, MAYBE...

The Slayer decided to calm himself down. He hadn't got that worked up in some time and wouldn't let his anger lose control and try and do something like that. He had just ended his fight, this was suppose to be his time to find some kind of peace. He released his hands out of fists and began walking again. He had been walking for days now and hadn't really thought about a specific solution on how to get a portal out of here. He didn't know how he could do so at the moment. He had attempted to call for a portal from his fortress, but it couldn't access this realm as it was unknown. If he could just get one portal, he could have the portal signature forever that would allow him to come back and forth, if he even wanted to that is. He didn't believe that intern would find him here, he doubt the Father would either. It was to say how much of an ally the Father was to him at the moment. Yes, he did seem to asset him on his journey through the world spear by deeming him worthy to cross the large nether lake. But he did destroy his entire life spear living him just an essence. That would be a second option, the third would be him trying to make some kind of slip-gate. While the Doom Slayer was a smart man who was good at making things, he wasn't sure where to start, especially in this place.

The main problem he would face is this dimension's lack of materials. It's obvious his homeworld is ahead of its time. His whole fortress was created by the people of Argent D'Nur after all. And those people used Maykr technology which most likely doesn't exist here. So it does not mean that he knows how to make one at the moment. So he now had that as a goal. Along with his exploration of this place, he would try and find anything that he could. But thinking of the Maykrs, he thought of heaven in this realm. He wondered what that was like as it was suppose to be some type of paradise.

The Slayer began to slow down as he then collapsed down to a knee. He placed a hand on his helmet as he tried to recollect himself. This was the second time this happened to him. It was like he was having some kind of withdrawal which made him feel drained. He stayed on a knee and shook his head. He seemed to be slowly recovering his full strength from the small coma he was in. What he didn't know is that the strength he was at right now could still give the Radio Demon and the king a good fight. But even if he wasn't as strong as them, you couldn't convince him anyways. He punched a fist into the pavement and got back up to his feet. He did not like to show something that could be considered weakness. He shook out his shoulders and began to walk again. He was getting a little tired of these pointless and one-sided conversations he was getting into. On one side, he just wanted to ignore them completely by not giving them any attention. But on the other hand, they could give him some useful information. Quite the gamble he would have to take.

Valentino's Limo, Pentagram City

Angel sat back as he always had done before while sitting in the limo. His legs were crossed and he was staring at the window wondering what was in store for him today. Especially since Valentino called on him this early. It wasn't even nighttime yet so it could be a long day.

"So Angel...what was all that?" Valentino asked.

"What do ya mean? What was what?" Angel asked as he truly didn't know.

"That whole thing with that guy. Who was that?" Valentino asked as he turned to face Angel now to tell if he was lying to him.

"I don't know," Angel said with a shoulder shrug.

"Are you lying to me Angel?" Valentino asked.

Angel was getting confused on why Val was starting to get so worked up. "No, I'm not lying. Is something wrong?"

"I'm just trying to make sure what I think happened, DIDN'T happen," Valentino began. "You knew you had to wait for the car, yet you talk to this man. And you told me it wasn't your gay little side acting out. So you were just having a talk. A talk with this guy who came out of fucking nowhere and has started to kill other fucks. Like I care about that. But he didn't look like someone who goes down easy, so what the fuck were you talking to him about? Trying to get him to solve your problems? Trying to go with him, are we? Do I have to QUESTION YOUR loyalty to me?"

"NO nothing like that at all! We weren't even talking because he doesn't speak," Angel responded.

"Have you met any motherfucker down in this shit hole that doesn't speak? EVERYONE does. I bet you told him to keep quiet. Because you told me you both were having a conversation," Valentino said.

"I mean it was a very one-sided conversation. He wasn't interested anyway," Angel said with a shrug. He started to look back towards the window. He let out a small gasp as Valentino grabbed his face to look him in the eye. "Val! What the fuck is up with you? Why the fuck are you acting like this?"

"Cause I think you're bullshitting me and I don't want this SHIT right now," Valentino said.

"VAL I'M NOT bullshitting you I swear!" Angel exclaimed. Angel could tell something was up with Valentino. Had some kind of stick up his ass. Something was making him lash out at Angel or simply take his anger out on him. Which screamed bad news for him.

"Well Angie, a part of me wants to believe you. But due to your dishonesty in the past, I can't find myself to believe you right now," Valentino said as he let go of his grip.

"Well, what can I do to make you fucking believe me?" Angel pleaded. There wasn't an easy way out of this.

"For starters, how about you don't go near that guy anymore. And I better not see you near him. Got it?" Valentino stated.

"YES, Alright. I will stay away," Angel responded in a sassy tone. Valentino was acting like his fucking father or something. Valentino didn't just act like this normally. Something was up.

"That's what I thought," Valentino said, the backseat of the limo went quiet again for some time. Angel was very annoyed right now and didn't want to talk unless he had to. As the car pulled to the front of the studios, Angel watched as Valentino got out first. He then reluctantly followed. Angel followed him through the front doors of the studios. Right now the studio was not as full as it normally is. Afternoons were usually not a common time to go out looking for sex. But this is hell after all and people have all kinds of urges

"So Val. You normally don't call me for afternoon gigs. What is going on?" Angel asked although he wasn't sure if he even should have.

"Well Angel, you could be in for a big day today. Some desperate fucks are paying good money for you. Later today you'll be on stage," Valentino said. From the sounds of it, it was probably going to be a long day and with Val in this pissy mood, it was probably going to be bad.

Back at the Hazbin Hotel

Husk was a bit pissed at the moment as Angel did in fact ditch him. After what was thirty minutes, he knew he wouldn't be back soon. He had finished the job given to him as was currently leaning against a wall having a smoke of his own. He took a gander at the phone that he would use every once and a while to see if Angel said anything to him, but nothing. He heard a distant conversation of Charlie and Vaggie, which meant they were coming back to the lobby. Most likely to check on how they did, or how he did.

"Hey Husk, are you both done?" Charlie asked.

"Yes. Now am I fucking done or are there any other chores," Husk asked, but didn't receive an answer to that at first.

"Wait, where is Angel?" Vaggie asked now.

"Couldn't fucking tell ya. He said he got some kind of phone call during our little job and never came back," Husk said with a shrug of his shoulders.

"He left? Did he say where he was going?" Charlie asked.

"No," Husk answered.

"I guess we probably should have expected that," Vaggie said as Angel disappearing was quite normal nowadays.

"I have a strong feeling I know where he went Vaggie. I feel like you do too," Charlie said towards Vaggie.

"Princess I would say your guess is probably right," Husk said as he pushed himself off the wall and walked past the two of them, considering he didn't get an answer.

"If that is the case, why this early? Angel has never gone to that shitty place until like nighttime," Vaggie said.

"I don't really know, it's hard to figure out. Angel is a very...confusing person at times. But there is that Valentino guy after all," Charlie said.

"Yeah and we know Alastor won't help," Vaggie said.

"Do we really know that for sure? Alastor may help after all," Charlie suggested. Although she wasn't too sure about that after all.

"Good one princess," Husk said from the bar. "Alastor won't do shit that involves other overlords or stepping onto overlords territory."

"You said what about me Husker?" Alastor said as he literally appeared in the middle of the room.

"You fucker," Husk said with a glare as that actually spooked him for once.

"I'm always listening and I heard my name be mentioned several times. What did you say about me?" Alastor asked. Niffty now entered the room as well.

"I wasn't saying jack shit, they are the ones talking about you," Husk answered which was a little bit of a lie as he did say something.

"We weren't saying anything bad about you Alastor. Angel has gone missing, to some extent. He is most likely with Valentino now," Charlie answered.

"Wouldn't call that missing now would I?" Alastor said.

"She only called it missing because we don't know for certain if that is where Angel is. We just have a pretty good idea," Vaggie answered this time in a bit of an annoyed tone.

"And what did you want me to do about it?" Alastor asked. He pretty much knew but wanted them to say it.

"Maybe help Angel out. We can't rehabilitate him if Valentino is always forcing him to go to the studios," Charlie said.

"Charlie, Charlie, Charlie. My dear, you have to realize the process of SOUL OWNING. I have no business getting in-between that kind of arrangement," Alastor responded.

"It's fucking hell. You would eat and kill whoever you please but Valentino owning Angel's soul is where you draw the line?" Vaggie asked.

"It's simply ethical and good business. My image would certainly be damaged if other overlords found out I brought that conflict on. And how would that look for the hotel as well? It would give it just as bad of an image. Besides Charlie, Angel would probably commit those same sinful acts had Valentino not been in full control of him. And Angel did get himself into this mess originally." Alastor responded.

"Princess this is a losing battle," Husk said trying to get her to stop.

"Al I know you could stand up to Valentino," Charlie said.

Alastor then clenched a fist. "I could crush him whenever I want. But that doesn't mean I should. I'm afraid Angel will have to find his own way out of this. Maybe that big fellow can, Ha Ha! But I truly doubt that."