(Wow. So I thought the first season of Hazbin Hotel has been great so far. There has been a lot of things packed into the first season and a lot of things I did not expect to see. It has definitely given me a lot of different ideas of what to incorporate and where to go with the story in the future. I also wanted to share that I have decided to start a twitter profile from my stories where I could share updates and discuss things with anyone if they have questions or anything

Due to the fact that this site does not allow me to post links how I please, the username is J_Varga_ You can also find the actual link to my profile located in the bio of my profile. Feel free to follow if you want, I will accept everyone.)

"Well this is...quite the place," Blitzo spoke as he described the interior of the Hazbin Hotel. Like he said, they would stick around for a while until the large human decided to return. He then saw a couch in the lobby and leaped onto it. "Hmph. Kind of comfy I guess," he said as he lounged out on the couch.

"Soooooo. How long are we planning to stay here?" Moxxie asked as he also took a seat on one of the other available couches and his wife sat down next to him.

"Like I said," Blitzo started while he stretched his legs. "We will just wait until he gets back. Not like we got anything better to do with the two clients we had to cancel on us."

"Doing anything else would be better," Loona interjected.

"Yeah. And what if he doesn't come back at all today?" Moxxie asked again hoping to try and sway his boss.

"Look Mox, I don't know why you are complaining. You are literally getting paid to just wait around. Sounds nice to me doesn't it?" Blitzo responded as he felt quite relaxed at this point.

"Well...I..uh," Moxxie was fumbling with what he wanted to say as that did seem like an easy way to get paid.

"Exxxxxactly," Blitzo responded. "So I think you shut the fuck up and do a better job waiting around."

"So um. Is this hotel...new or something? It seems pretty...empty," Millie asked towards Husk who was still in earshot. She also looked around the lobby and wondered why it felt so empty and so quiet for a hotel.

Husk let out a sigh as he didn't feel like answering questions, "In a way. But this ain't your average fucking hotel. This is run by the Princess of Hell and it's some redemption bullshit ass hotel that's supposed to allow demons to get into Heaven."

"Allow demons to get into Heaven?" Moxxie questioned as that seemed odd.

"You heard me right," Husk responded.

"How would that even be possible? Like is it even possible?" Moxxie questioned again as now he was curious if that was possible.

"You are asking the wrong fucking person. I don't think there's a chance of that ever happening," Husk answered. His answer was a common belief among those in Hell.

"So if you don't think that it's possible...why are you here then?" Millie asked thinking Husk was here to try and be redeemed himself.

"That's a long fuckin' story. But the short of it is I'm the bartender of this place and nothing more," Husk replied.

"And what about him?" She asked now directing it to Sir Pentious.

Sir Pentious was about to ask but Husk ended up giving his own answer for him. "Oh him? That's a whole different type of pathetic story."

"Hey! There issss nothing pathetic about it!" Sir Pentious spoke in defense of himself.

"Oh there's plenty to go around, so let's just leave it at that," Husk said not wanting to go into a larger discussion.

"Well someone having an idea about getting someone down here into Heaven has gotta be the dumbest idea I've ever heard. Why would you even wanna be with those pompous ass, candy ass, goody two shoe ass whores up there anyways?" Blitzo laughed at wanting to be up there with them. "They are probably so boring and do absolutely nothing fun in their free time besides...um...besides like pray...or what the fuck ever."

"You think all they do is just pray?" Moxxie questioned as he never knew at times when Blitzo was serious about something.

"Look Moxxie I don't fucking know nor do I really care what the shit they do. I just know it's probably nothing fun," Blitzo responded back.

"Probably. Well, you four have fun waiting around so you can talk about...whatever with that human. I don't really care anyways," Husk said as a way to finally get him out of this conversation and back towards the bar.

Around the time Husk went back to the bar was the time that Charlie and Vaggie were coming down the stairs wondering if they were actually hearing new voices or if it was something of their imagination. "Hey, Husk. Is someone else here?" Charlie asked as she caught Husk in the middle of walking back to the bar. And due to the fact that the members of I.M.P. were sitting near the fireplace, you couldn't actually see them from the stairs due to the angle of the building.

"If you want to call them that. There's a few of demons sitting over there waiting around for the human or something like that," the cat answered while pointing a claw at the members in the lobby.

"Oh my goodness! Visitors!" Charlie exclaimed as she always got excited about new demons visiting the hotel. She was about to head over to them before Vaggie stopped her.

"Hold on a second Charlie. Those are hellborn demons," she spoke as she recognized them as Imps and a Hellhound. "I would remember that this project is targeted at sinners."

"Well sure but that doesn't mean we'll turn them away if they actually want to stay here. All are welcome," Charlie responded.

"I mean...yeah I'm not saying we should just deny them if they want to stay but I don't even know if redemption could be possible for a hellborn," Vaggie added to her previous point.

"It's probably not possible for a sinner demon but here we are," Husk interjected with his own thought.

"Okay. Not helping," Vaggie responded. She was about to say something else until the leader of I.M.P. blurted something out.

"Holy SHIT this TV is small as fuck. We may have found something even smaller than Moxxie's dick!" Blitzo exclaimed as the TV in the lobby was quite small and old for Hell's standards.

"REALLY sir?" Moxxie groaned as Blitzo just seemed to take a crack at him in a new place. Although Loona found it to be quite funny as she was silently laughing at it.

Vaggie took a moment to recollect her train of thought after that interruption, "I just feel like they'd be less into the idea that sinners would because they literally have grown up in Hell. They probably have family here."

"I'm not even sure why you keep fucking talking about redemption when that is literally not the reason they came here," Husk blurted out as Vaggie seemed to be getting way ahead of herself.

"Yesssss. I believe they are just here to speak with that man," Sir Pentious added.

"Well whether they are here for redemption or not, it always is nice to meet some new faces. I think I should at least introduce myself," Charlie responded as she did a little adjusting to her jacket. She then walked over to the new demons in the lobby to introduce herself. "Hello there! Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel!" She gave one of her usual greetings.

"Hello," Moxxie responded with a wave.

His wife Millie followed his greeting with a simple, "Hi."

"It is quite nice to see new faces in here. "My name is Charlie, what are your names?" Asked by the princess.

It took Blitzo a minute but he soon recognized the last name and knew she was the Princess of Hell. He got off the chair and gave his own greeting, "Well hello there. My name is Blitz, the O is silent," he said while the two of them shook hands.

"What O?" Charlie asked as she was confused as she didn't hear an O in the name Blitz.

"Exactly," Blitzo said. "I am the founder of I.M.P. and these are my employees Moxxie and Millie and my sweet daughter Loonie." He added which just caused Loona to groan as that was an embarrassing introduction for her.

"Well it is nice to meet you," Charlie spoke. Although she was trying to think of what I.M.P. was and did not remember hearing about that company before. "I.M.P.? I've...never heard of that company before. What is it?"

"The greatest assassination business Hell has to offer. I know you must have seen our commercial," Blitzo answered.

Moxxie let out a sigh at that statement. "Sir how many times do I have to remind you that you aired our commercial on a channel no one watches."

Blitzo did forget about that and wanted to think of a nifty remark but couldn't think of one. "Oh. Right. Okay no matter, I am sure you've seen our billboard then."

"You mean the one that is literally fifty feet away from the building?" Loona added pointing out another one of Blitzo's questionable ideas.

"OKAY you know you all are NOT being helpful right now," the founder of I.M.P. sighed in response. "But anyways...YES, we are the best assassination company you'll find in Hell. Loads of fucks have called us for our services. And NO, I am not talking about no happy endings."

"O-Oh...that's...um...that's greattttt," Charlie slowly spoke as she wasn't trying to be rude but she wasn't for killing people.

"It's fucking amazing," Blitzo said proudly.

"So I'm assuming you all are not here because you want to go down the path of redemption?" Vaggie decided that she would interject on this conversation with her own question.

"Path of redemption?!" Blitzo exclaimed but then soon remembered that he had been told that before. "Oh right. That...cat...said this place was like a...redemption place or what the shit ever."

"Yes, it is a place that can allow demons to better themselves and gain access to Heaven. It's our goal to try and stop the Extermination in a more peaceful way," Vaggie answered to confirm his statement.

"Well that's quite an interesting concept," Moxxie spoke as that certainly was a unique idea.

"Is it actually possible?" Millie then added as she was still curious.

"We...don't know for sure. As of now, we don't know it if is or isn't possible," Vaggie answered as they still didn't have an answer.

"So you're kind of like...going out on a limb here?" Moxxie questioned as that seemed like a big risk.

"Doesn't seem like a very smart business decision," Loona added.

"EXACTLY Loonie. I mean how are you supposed to get demons into Heaven with this place? I mean come on, have you seen the sluts around here? People around here are some real pieces of shit," Blitzo said as he felt like adding to the point as well.

"Well while there are definitely some...interesting demons in this place...this hotel is all about giving everyone second chances to better themselves," Charlie stated with a proud smile on her face.

"Really? Anyone?" Moxxie questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"Yep," Charlie quickly responded.

"What if it was like...a former mass murderer? Like someone who was known for killing...babies or something?" Moxxie asked giving out a hypothetical scenario.

"Or just someone who was known for getting off to a whole bunch of nasty stuff?" Millie also questioned.

The princess interlocked her fingers and a nervous smile came to her face. "Uhhhhh well. We...would allow them to come here as well. BECAUSE if they do want to come here, then that means they want to fix the mistakes they made in the past and better themselves. The key to this hotel is second chances. Nobody is perfect and everyone makes mistakes they wanna fix."

As Charlie kept on explaining more and more about the hotel, Loona decided to get away from the noise and move over to the other side of the room which just happened to be where the bar was. She took a seat on one of the stools and rested her head against her fist.

"Well," the bar cat started to say and continued when Loona looked his way, "Feels odd to have somebody new at this bar, usually I find myself serving the same people."

Loona waited a moment before responding. "Not a very exciting gig is it?"

"Well when there's very few demons in this place, there's not a lot of demons to serve," Husk answered. "But since you are sitting at a bar...do you want anything to drink?"

"Oh right. I guess this is," Loona spoke as she wasn't paying much attention to her surroundings as she was bored out of her mind right now. But maybe a drink could make it less boring. So with a shrug of her shoulders, she requested one. "Sure. Just give me anything at this point."

"Not very picky are we?" Husk responded as he looked around for what to serve her.

"Not really. I don't give much of a shit right now while I'm being forced to wait around here," She replied as she started scrolling on her phone again.

"It seems like tons of demons want to see the human about something. What does your bunch want with him?" Husk asked as he gave her a bottle of booze.

Loona took the bottle and held it in one of her hands. "I don't know. Apparently, Blitz, the one lying on the couch, thinks he's trying to steal his business. And do you all really just refer to him as the human?"

"Might as well. Nobody knows his real name," Husk answered which was true. A new thought then came into his brain, "I think he had some nickname called the Doom...the Doom something. I don't fucking remember. So I'll just refer to him as the human for now." He watched her take a drink and since she wasn't going to respond back right away, he would ask another question. "What kind of fucking business is he apparently stealing? As far as I'm concerned, he has started no businesses."

"Well, Blitz's company is an assassination business. But using a magic book they are able to go to Earth and kill humans. Apparently, he thinks that the human is promoting something better that's losing us clients," Loona replied as she put her drink back on the counter.

"Kill fucking humans? Hmph. I probably wouldn't share that with the princess over there. She may not be wild about hearing that," Husk spoke as he pointed a claw at Charlie.

"Don't worry about that. I wouldn't give enough of a shit to share it with her," Loona responded.

At the front of the hotel, Angel walked in through the front doors from another day back at his job. He let out a soft yawn and stretched out some of his limbs. He decided to stop in his tracks when he saw Niffty kneeling on the ground looking like she lost something. "Heya Nif. What uh...whatcha doing?" he asked as he watched her eye gaze across the floor.

"I'm watching out for anyyyyyy bug that decides to make itself known," Niffty replied while not actually taking her eyes off the floor.

"Uh-huh. No surprise there," Angel said with a stretch of his back. He then heard the new voices and then spotted the new demons in the lobby. "Uhhhhh what the fuck is this? Are these new residents or something?"

That finally made Niffty look up and she spotted them for the first time too, "Ohhhh new faces. Must of missed them."

"What? Ya just didn't know they were here?" Angel asked with a slight chuckle as he found that a little funny.

"Hmmmm," Niffty thought with a hand on her chin. "NOPE! I've been so focused on my hunt that I just tuned it out," she said with an innocent smile.

"You are always something else Niffty," Angel said as he began to look around the room. He looked at the three imps talking with the others and then looked towards the bar which is where he saw a sight he wasn't pleased with. He saw Husk talking with a female hellhound and it looked like Husk wasn't annoyed by it. It almost looked like they were flirting from this distance. Angel didn't know why but he was bugged by the sight. I mean sure, he was attracted to Husk, but he seemed to be attracted to any guy. But this felt different and Angel just didn't know why. "So. I'm gonna go out on a limb here and assume you don't know who she is."

Niffty looked back up towards the bar and saw Loona sitting there. Once again she thought about it for a moment before responding back with a, "Nope!"

"Kind of what I thought," He replied as he looked back over at the bar. He then saw the hellhound get up from the bar and slowly walk over to the other side of the room while scrolling on the phone. Angel took this as a moment to casually look around the room at everyone. They all looked distracted so he casually strolled over to the bar and took a seat at the end before starting the conversation off with a, "Hey."

Husk looked up from polishing a glass to see Angel sitting in front of him. "Well, look who's back. Another exciting day?" He said sarcastically.

"About as fun as it could be," Angel replied.

Husk placed the now clean glass down on the table. "Has...Val kept up this little...agreement? Or is he just himself again?"

"Well for the most part he has," A grin then came to Angel's face as he thought of something funny. "But it seems like he's about to have a fucking hernia or something with how hard he's trying."

Husk let out a few chuckles at that which was Angel's goal after all. "Well, I must say I'm surprised he actually is holding up his end."

"Guess he's still real scared of Muscles," Angel replied with a shrug.

"I guess so. That guy is definitely not someone I'd want as an enemy," Husk admitted. But who really wanted the Doom Slayer as an enemy after all?

"Yea...yea. So I see there's some new demons in here," Angel said as he glanced over at the other side of the room again.

"They ain't here to stay that's for sure. They just want to talk to you know who about some shit," Husk answered.

Angel felt a little relief from that. But once again he didn't know why he was feeling that way. "Well, he is a popular fella after all. I see you were talking with that chick over there."

"Sure. Although it did feel odd serving someone who wasn't just all of you for once. Knowing the success of this project so far, I can assume I'm going to continue to just serve all of you," Husk replied as he pointed his drink all over the room to signify just the main hotel staff.

"Aw come on whiskers, have a little faith," Angel spoke as he placed a hand under his chin.

Husk decided to give Angel a drink as he normally wanted one when he came to the bar. "I'll leave faith for those fucks up in Heaven."

Angel looked around and saw Loona again wanting to talk about her. The problem that this demon was attractive didn't sit well with him either. "So...what were you two talking about?"

Husk raised an eyebrow at that question as it seemed odd, "random shit. Nothing real exciting."

"What's her name?" Angel quickly followed with another question.

"I think it's like Loona or something. What's with all the questions? You want to know what drink I served her next?" The bar cat replied.

"No, no. Just curious is all," Angel said trying to play it off as best as he could.

All of a sudden all conversation in the lobby was interrupted as sirens started to go off throughout the city and could be faintly heard through the walls of the hotel.

"Um, what is that?" Moxxie asked as he began to look around for the cause of the noise.

"Great is someone fucking calling me?" Blitzo said as he began to dig around for his phone, "I swear to fuck if it's someone else calling to cancel their order."

"Those sound like sirens. Why the hell would that be your phone?" Moxxie questioned.

"Because I'm a busy fucking man and bitches are always calling my phone," Blitzo responded. He looked at his phone and he definitely was not getting a call.

Charlie started to listen to the sirens that were playing. "Wait...sirens?" She said. Then all of a sudden, she rushed out to the front of the hotel. She opened up the doors and took a few steps outside where the sirens became louder and clearer. She then started to realize what this meant.

Elsewhere in Pentagram City

The three members got into the circular elevator and started to ascend to the top floor. You could say that the elevator ride had a little tension to it.. Not a lot of talking was going on as Rosie, Alastor and the large human waited for it to reach the top.

Rosie decided she would try to make a little conversation while they waited,"You know...I really don't think you'll need that weapon of yours. It's not like we go in there and wage war against one another during these meetings." She was referring to the large shotgun that the man was holding in both hands.

"Oh I'm sure he's fine keeping whatever weapon he chooses," Alastor spoke with a wave of his hand. "Besides, it seems as if he can make his weapons just appear and reappear out of thin air like some kind of magic trick."

"Is that so? How many weapons does he have?" Rosie asked as she just assumed that the man just had one gun.

"I do not know the exact amount, I just know it's more than one," Alastor responded with a shrug of his shoulders. He wasn't wrong with that claim as the Slayer hadn't revealed all his weapons to Hell. Especially the BFG.

This conversation regarding the marine's weapon arsenal came to a halt as they finally reached the top. After a ding from the elevator, the door slid open and Alastor and Rosie were the first ones to exit the elevator. The lone marine waited a few seconds before stepping out of the elevator to the room in front of him. He looked at it up and down. The room had multiple elevators on each side so there was more than one to take at a time. He turned to his right to see Alastor and Rosie walk into a room where he briefly saw others residing.

From inside of the room, most of the overlords were already inside and had taken their seats, including Alastor and Rosie who sat next to one another.

"So Alastor. Have the faintest idea what this one might be about?" Rosie asked first sparking some small chatter to pass the time.

"Not a clue! Although I feel like the man trailing behind us is probably a big part of it," Alastor answered.

"I'd say that is a good guess," Rosie spoke with a large smile.

They heard the sounds of sparks in the room and saw a small bolt of lightning move through the room and hit the ground where Vox appeared only to let out a groan at one of the people he saw in the room. "Oh greatttttt. You know I was hoping they didn't bother to tell you about this meeting," Vox spoke in an annoyed tone.

"Nope! I'm sure I'd be the last person they'd forget to tell. You on the other hand...not so much,' Alastor rebuttaled with his own insult.

"Boy, you two are already fucking going at it?" Zeezi chuckled at their little feud as it was amusing to the other overlords.

"I've seen this man far too many times this year. Way more than I'd ever like to," Vox spoke while in the process of taking a seat right next to Velvet.

"Ain't that the truth," Velvet added, although she wasn't paying much attention at the moment as she was busy scrolling on her phone.

But then, all chatter seemed to fade as they all caught the sounds of heavy footsteps coming. Normally, that wouldn't attract any attention as usually those came from Zeezi. But obviously, she was already in the room so they couldn't have come from her. They all gazed upon the large man who walked in the doorway and gazed at them back.

"Oh you gotta be fucking kidding me," Vox said quietly while placing a hand on his screen. First, he had to see Alastor, now he had to see that man again as well.

Doomguy stayed where he was simply looking over every overlord he saw. They all had quite different appearances. And he had definitely never seen some of them before. He watched as one of the female overlords walked towards the other edge of the table once she caught a gaze of him.

"Ah, welcome. Good to see that you could attend. We have all heard many things about you and also have heard the things you have done. It has been intriguing, to say the least," Carmilla Carmine said to the man. She then noticed that he still remained standing and wasn't making any signs of moving. "If you would like, you may have a seat in the chair in front of you.

The tall man looked down at the chair in front of him and then looked back up at all of them. He then slowly took a few steps towards it before sitting himself down in the chair. But he then raised his right arm to reveal his Super Shotgun and placed it right on the table in front of him for all to see. He wanted it to act as a warning that if any of them tried anything, he wouldn't hesitate to give them a demonstration of how it worked.

"What the fuck!?" Zeezi shouted as she stood out of her seat and placed both hands on the table so she could lean closer to get a look at that weapon. "Where in the fuck did ya get that weapon? I've never seen such a thing before.

"Yes," Azazel also said as he stood up to get a look at it. "That is quite the intricate weapon. It looks to be a double-barrel shotgun but with some type of claw underneath. I've never seen something like that either."

Zestial, who sat next to Carmilla couldn't help but look at her after seeing the weapon for himself. "Shall that be a new creation?" He asked her. After all, she was the mast weapons producer and distributor Hell had to offer.

"N-No...no...that is no weapon of mine. Nor have I ever seen such a thing myself. Where did he even acquire something such as that?" Carmilla questioned as she was at a loss for a reasonable answer.

"Oh you won't get a straight answer," Alastor said on the Slayer's behalf. "Although I do not believe that is the only weapon he has and not the only one of mysterious origins," he added for mysterious effect.

Carmilla and her daughters simply looked on at the mysterious weapon and couldn't help but wonder where he got it. But nevertheless, Carmilla wanted to get back on track with the point here. "Going forward, I can say that you have not been invited here to be harmed, maimed, or killed in any way. So the use of that weapon won't be necessary."

Doomguy decided that he would take no chances and would keep his weapon on the table for the remainder of the meeting, even though his Super Shotgun was not his most powerful weapon anyway. His fists were. He positioned himself in his seat with his right elbow leaning on his right thigh and holding his left hand on his other thigh.

Carmilla could figure out that he had no intention of removing his weapon from where it was so there was no more point to pry. "If you are unaware...all of us in this room are a part of Hell's Sovereign Overlords. The Pride Ring is divided into sections, sections of the city that are controlled by us. I am Carmilla Carmine. That is Zestial, Azazel, Zeezi, Rosie, Vox, Velvet and I'm assuming you already know Alastor," she spoke as she introduced each overlord in the room.

"Oh he absolutely does," Alastor said with a wave of his hand while sending a grin the Slayer's way but didn't get any type of look back.

"Your presence in Hell has been quite...extraordinary. No one has ever heard of a human living and coexisting in Hell before, especially not one such as yourself," Carmilla explained. She then took a moment to switch to a different point. "We have much power in this ring through the territories and the souls that belong to us. Your status here has grown... exponentially after the things you have done. The biggest one to name was...killing the Exorcists. That...has never been done before. You did not just kill one of them, but dozens, and you are still alive to this day," Carmilla spoke to him. The Slayer still did not know how big that really was.

"Yeah that was fucking wild," Zeezi exclaimed.

"How did you even manage to accomplish a task such as that? We were all under the impression they could not be killed. How did you do it?" Azazel asked the question everyone in the room really wanted to know.

Doomguy simply stared at Azazel and remained motionless for the most part. Most of the overlords in the room had heard much about the human outside of the actions he had done in Hell. But one of the things they did not know was the fact he didn't like to speak.

"Perhaps it would be a secret that thou would not choose to share," Zestial said due to the silence given back to the question.

"Oh don't take offense to it. It's extremely difficult to get anything out of him," Alastor spoke up. His tone went from hopeful to a more serious tone, "And I mean that literally. It is nearly impossible to get anything out of him."

"Quite the pain in the ass ain't it?" Velvet spoke up as she decided to put her phone down on the table to give her full attention to this. "He could hold the most important secret in the entire world only for him to never share it. Pretty fucking inconvenient ain't it?"

"Everyone has their own business," Carmilla responded as she shot down Velvet. "If not speaking is his business...then who are we to argue."

Velvet let out a groan of disgust at that comment, "I think there's a pretty fucking good argument when he did something that literally NO one has done before. We don't know what the fuck he did but clearly something he did worked in killing those fucks."

"And that does show all of Hell that those bastards from Heaven can be killed," Vox said as he added to Velvet's point.

"Exxxactly! You all cannot tell me that you all are just okay having some steroid freak sitting on that information," Velvet exclaimed as she flashed a hand toward the marine.

"We know not of what information he bears. Whe'r the human doth bear valuable information or not, doth thou suggest we try to use it against 'em?" Zestial questioned.

"Of course, we should fucking use it against them. Instead of always being so fucking worried if you're going to die or some souls you own are gonna die, why not stick it to those holy chaps?" Velvet quickly responded.

"But do you not realize the risks that could come with that?" Azazel responded as he interlocked his fingers on the table. "It sounds like what you are trying to promote is for Hell to go to war against the Exorcists which can lead to war with all of Heaven. What if in response, they start to...forgo any regulations that have been put in place for this cleanse, such as only killing those they find outside in the streets of Hell? What if they choose to break into homes, and shelters to take their prey? And perhaps they will start to slaughter the hellborn demons as well. There could be even more risks than those that I don't think seem worth it to chance."

"You know," Vox said as he stood up from his chair. "All I'm hearing right now is a bunch of goddamn hypotheticals. Hypotheticals that could never even happen if Hell went to war with Heaven. For all we know, those pricks up there are scared for the moment we do fight back so they keep some act up to look tough." Vox then looked at the Slayer and pointed a thumb at him. "Who knows? Maybe they are shitting their pants because of what he did?"

"Or perhaps they are preparing an assault in defense of what hath befell?" Zestial responded still being against the idea of fighting against Heaven.

"Who gives a shit if they are. Do you know what the best way to respond to an assault is? With one of our fucking own," Velvet replied as she was now standing up out of her seat as well.

"No!" Carmilla practically jumped out of her seat. "There is no reason for us to start a war with that entire army which could lead to massive destruction and loss. Who knows what could happen or who could die? The souls you all own could be in severe jeopardy should that happen and could result in major hits to our territories. It is not worth it." She ended as she ended up sitting back down in her seat.

"Oh fucking please, that shit is in jeopardy every single year and continues to be the more we let this happen. Don't be such a pussy," Velvet glared as she folded her arms with a sassy look to follow.

"Right. And besidesssss...what if a war with Heaven starts with this man on our side?" Vox then proceeded to walk over to where the Slayer was sitting as he had some ideas in mind. "Think about it, we welcome him into our fold and he can do the shit he does best for us and take the fight to them. It could make us look better if more and more demons think the overlords will protect them from the Exorcists. I mean, they did all try to murder him so I'm sure he hates them as much as we do." He spoke with a grin as he folded his arms behind his back and leaned towards the Slayer who only gave him a cold stare in response.

"You do realize he's a human? I don't think humans can really be overlords can they?" Rosie spoke with a sort of joking tone to her voice.

"Eh he's broken so many other things by now, would this really matter too?" Vox replied.

"I just have the strangest conclusion that you are thinking more of yourself in this situation rather than what he would want. But I cannot say I am surprised when it comes to you," Alastor questioned even though he had a pretty strong feeling about the answer.

"Oh, that is really rich coming from someone like you. I'm sure you think so much about those fucks over at that hotel of yours," Vox rebutted as he pointed a finger back at the Radio Demon.

"Oh boy here they go again," Zeezi said quietly.

"Like an old married couple," Azazel spoke quietly back to her.

"Going off on Vox's point. You all don't think that he won't bring any type of war or retribution back to not just us but all of Hell for what he did. You don't think those bastards up there are pissed off?" Velvet decided to take the lead back on this argument before it just turned into another Vox vs Alastor situation.

"Thou both do not know for a fact what his actions could bring. Belike it shall not bring war at all. If we immediately jump to the conclusion of it, we would be generating pointless harm," Zestial interjected again.

"I agree. It does not seem like the best option," Carmilla replied as well.

"Sure. But," Zeezi began to say, "Let's just say for the next extermination that he fought against them again and killed hundreds of them this time. That overwhelming number of losses could make them retreat back to Heaven and may alter any future exterminations." She finished which ended up getting a lot of responses at once.

"Well, that could certainly be possible."

"Yeah maybe."

"He definitely has a fear factor to him."

"Well, sure. I suppose If he did it once he could he could do it again."

While the others were talking all amongst themselves, there was one person who had been basking in the entire conversation and that was the man in question. Doomguy continued to sit in silence at what was being proposed to him. And he did not like it in the slightest. While they were not set in stone propositions, some were suggesting he join this group and become an overlord of Hell and others were discussing Hell going to war with Heaven and he being there to lead some type of charge or fighting the war for them. He would not. I mean why should he? Is it just because the Exorcists of Heaven tried to kill him during the cleanse? So, just because of that, he should help this realm fight a war? There are demons in this realm who have tried to kill him and there are definitely demons in this realm that want him dead. On top of that, knowing this is Hell, means some of the worst people in this universe's history are down here. People who have done terrible things to others. THOSE people deserve the Slayer to fight a war for them? The Slayer grew angry at the idea of someone wanting to use him as a weapon and because he was so angry with the idea, he almost had the urge to stand up right now and make his displeasure verbally known. But before anything could transpire, sirens started to blare throughout all of Hell.

"What is that blaring?" Rosie asked as she was not the only one who looked all around the room.

"I'm not sure. It seems like it's coming from outside," Azazel said as he got up from his seat and went to look through the window. "It sounds like it's coming from the embassy...wait...the clock tower...it's..changed?"

"Huh? What do you mean it's changed?" Zeezi asked.

"The days on the clock tower until the next cleanse just...cut in half!" Azazel answered.

"The hell? They are moving up to the next Extermination? What the fuck for?" Rosie questioned as that seemed like an odd change.

There started to be some more talk throughout the room at the sudden change. Carmilla and Zestial simply looked at one another in confusion as neither of them had an answer to this change. Although a pair of demons did have something to say.

"Well. Would you look at that? There's no reason for it aye? Clearly, something crawled up Heaven's pants to suddenly make them change that. You cannot fucking tell me that it's a coincidence," Velvet quickly muttered with her hands placed on her hips.

"That is quite convenient timing. I'm sure Hell is freaking out right now," Rosie said which was very true as the sinners were definitely all confused and freaking out right now.

"Hm. Most likely. I bet chaos is filling the streets right now. Oh shucks, and I am missing it too," Alastor added as he was not taking the situation too seriously.

"I wonder if the idea of war is sounding more and more promising now," Vox wanted to get back to their previous discussion.

"You would wish that Hell would fight back but ultimately have them get slaughtered in the process? They would be fighting a losing battle," Carmilla replied wanting to keep war away.

"That may be true. Demons have tried to fight them before and haven't found any success. They all seem invulnerable to any normal weapons," Azazel added.

"Clearly they ain't invincible enough," Velvet got up onto the table and started to speak. "There is a secret there that mister big man over here knows and refuses to share."

In reality, there was a secret that would allow the demons of Hell to fight back that only one demon knew. In the Doom Slayer's case, there really was no secret about how he killed it. The answer is just him. His power is so massive that he is able to break through the Angel's known invulnerability. His overall power ranks higher than this entire universe has ever seen. It's a shame no one knew that yet.

"Well that's certainly a shame isn't it," Alastor replied with false sympathy, "but I suppose you will be wondering that forever as he does not like to have long, deep, and personal conversations."

"Oh piss off you red suit-wearing bloke," Velvet responded as she was not in need of his sarcasm.

"Look." Carmilla took a sigh before speaking. "Maybe the actions taken on the last cleanse are related to this change in the Extermination schedule. But going into war based on it may not be the best move at this time. I think we should adjourn this meeting for now to give you all the time to prepare for the early cleanse and decide how you all shall manage the souls you own accordingly."

Vox gauged the room for a second. "Alright. Fine. If you think that is best. But I'd really keep the idea of fighting in mind. Before it bites you all in the ass." Vox proceeded out of the room and Velvet got out of her seat and followed him out of the room.

"Ugh," Carmilla groaned at that response. "They don't know what they are proposing. They always think so recklessly. One day...it will be their downfall."

"So? Are we done here?" Zeezi asked as she wasn't clear or not if the meeting was over.

"Yes. This meeting is over," Carmilla replied with a wave of hand dismissing the meeting.

While the rest of the overlords and Doomguy were still in the room, In one of the elevators Vox and Velvet were having an interesting discussion. "Turns out they all seemed too pussy to get on board with fighting against the angels. Makes things more complicated," Velvet spoke in the privacy of just themselves.

"It's a process of Velvet. Something that could end up taking time. It may just be something that we will have to watch how it develops," Vox replied.

"Really?" Velvet asked in an intrigued tone. "How are you expecting this to develop in our favor?"

"Desperation may kick in. After this cleanse happens, Hell may become more desperate and the idea of fighting back may fill their minds. That could lead them into being so fucking stupid where they end up getting killed by those fucks!" Vox spoke as the elevator reached the bottom and the two of them walked out. "Hopefully some of our fellow overlords fall too and our power will grow. Hell will be ruled by the V's."

(I am currently pondering the idea of spending some time after the release of this chapter to go back and rewrite things to try and match the show's lore better. I am curious to hear all of your thoughts about that to see if I should go back and do that. Please feel free to share your thoughts of the show and let me know if there is anything from the show you all really want me to work in here or things I really should go back and change. My goal is to make this the best story I can make for all of you.)