Disclaimer: I do not own the rights for either Naruto or Hazbin Hotel. Both belong to their respective creators. The intro of the story is very much similar to the beginning of the pilot. I'll open up around the time of Angel's interaction with his one-night stand, and before the city is attacked by Sir Pentious, and around the same time Vaggie, and Charlie are at the news station.
Chapter 1: The Arrival
Prologue
Hell for the most part could have been described as being an eternal prison for wayward souls whose descend for everlasting suffering were brought upon them through their own undoing at some point during their lifetimes.
In most cases, the depictions of Hell would have been described as being a pit of fire filled with the tortured screams of the fallen, whose anguished cries could be heard from all fleeing directions.
The torment of these sinners would be brought upon them by their wardens whose own existence could be described by many as being untold horror's whose very appearance, who could break even the most ardent minds, delved into a world of madness.
It is to this extent that the arrival of a certain whiskered warrior from a world much different than his own where to soon be introduced to a different type of Hell. An entirely different type of Hell, whose very foundation would be shaken to its core by the arrival of this particular shinobi.
End of Prologue:
Pentagram City
With a short firework spectacle briefly lighting up the red-colored sky, alongside the chime of the clock tower sounding off, and resetting back to its default number, thus signaling the end of this year's cleansing hour.
The end of the extermination also meant that the streets of Pentagram City were soon filled with the presence of many of its inhabitants who flocked to the streets as if the threat of their impending demise instantly disappeared, along with their fears, and worries.
West of Pentagram City
The ride through the city was quite uneventful for Angel Dust as he peered through the dusty window of his latest John's vehicle with high hopes of getting back to the hotel to crash down on his bed, after a long night of illicit activities in order to spruce up some cash for his boss. The jolting of the vehicle kept his mind preoccupied from thinking about Valentino, and having to meet him back at his studio.
Breaking away from his thoughts once he felt the car stop with a screeching halt, and a hard smack against the front bumper thanks in part to Travis expert driving on eviscerating a poor bastard who had the unfortunate luck of choosing to land in Hell on a day that his regular happen to be driving.
Without a moment's hesitation, Angel proceeded to exit the automobile and give his body a well-deserved stretch from having to endure a long night's work. Looking down on his striped suit he made sure to smooth out any wrinkles that formed while having his other set of arms straightening out the bowtie adorning his neck.
"Cough"
"Sigh"
With an exasperated breath, he turned his sights towards his john whose shit-grinning face greeted Angel, which seemed to convey a sense of triumph, and pride in having bedded the four-armed spider as if he didn't have to pay at all to have his services.
"Well, did you enjoy yourself last night Angel baby?" he said with a mocking tone as he handed over a wad of bills rolled up messily into Angel's outreached hand.
"What was to enjoy, it was just a simple transaction between two people wanting something from each other" Angel explained." Nothing more than a simple fuck, and some easy cash."
"Hah!."
"That's a riot" he replied with a bellowing laugh."Like you didn't enjoy yourself last night with all that moaning I heard you give out."
Crossing his arms, Angel's only indication of Travis' comments on what occurred yesterday was that of indifference as if it wasn't much of a meaningful event. "I guessed you never heard of faking one out."
Not expecting that type of retort from the white-furred stripper, the black-feathered demon's expression suddenly became fused with the anger of having his prowess questioned."Whatever slut, I know how my shit works when it comes to nailing thirsty bitches like you!."
Angel on his end thought of Travis's outburst as a bit of an amusing act as he knew the bird demon well enough to know what made him tick, two of which the spider made sure to use against the featherbrain in cases such as these.
"I'll be mighty careful if I were you travvy, wouldn't want the word to spread to your wife that you like stick tiny your pecker in anything other than her." and just to rub more salt on the wound, Angie didn't stop there. " Do you think that just because I let you fuck me in the ass, or having me suck you off in a tingy model, or some slum of a back-alley that I enjoy having to go through all of it just because you pay me money for the fun time, because sorry to break to yeah snookums, but I've had much better than your sorry excuse of a prick."
If looks could kill, Angel would have been dead ten times over as all the color on Travis face drained entirely at the thought of his wife finding out of his late-night ventures, as well as having his sexual prowess questioned by a cheap-dime store twink that his face soon erupted in a snarling visage.
Not wanting to spend another moment in the presence of an ungrateful whore, Travis proceeded to press down harshly on the accelerator, and speed off as quickly as he could in explosive haste with only the roar of his car engine being heard from the distance, and the smell of burning leather tires being the only thing left of his presence.
Angel in his part could only shrug at his regular's dramatic exit as he tangled with unpleasant customers before and now wanted to be left alone to head back to the Happy Hotel. His thoughts then conjured up the image of both his sponsors whose current whereabouts were a mystery at the moment for Angie as he was too busy dealing with Valentino to bother to ask what their plans for the day were going to be.
As quickly as his thoughts came, as quickly did they leave as he suddenly craved for a bit of the white substance to take the edge before heading back home. Spotting a nearby vending machine filled with some of the sweetest comforts in all the seven circles of Hell, Angel purchased a bag of heroin.
"Come to papa" was all Angel had to say as in mere moments he would quickly drift away to a world filled with no worries in having to deal with the harshness of life…..
Only to have it bag filled with Angel dust be swiped away by a hooded long-nosed ass.
"HEY!." Angel's response on the spot. His assailant on the other hand.
"Up yours drag show!." while making his escape…..only have a large piece of debris land directly on top of him leaving a bloody smear on the side of the road.
All Angel could do was look at the bed of his precious powder lay scattered all over the ground as the thin plastic bag ripped open leaving all the good substance to paint the pavement white.
"For the luv… my drugs!." His sudden despair over the loss of his recently deceased bag of angel dust quickly shifted to pure anger as he heard the nearby explosions from across the street that he was near, and looked up to a Victorian age blimp floating near the area shooting out cannon blasts all over the place leaving a wave of destruction.
Up in the Air
The sound of machinery could be heard all around the airship as the front deck of the ship was buzzing with life as the many small-rounded helping hands moved coordinately in making sure everything ran smoothly. The racked of the immense zeppelin could be equally heard by the sound of maniacal laughter by a large snake-themed demon operating the entire contraption.
"Ahahahahahahahaha!.These cowardly sssiners dare not hinder my territorial conquest of Pentagram City! A wise choice, the might of my machines are unmatched!." With his hood open wide, he raised his head up high as a show of dominance. " No other demon can dream to compare to the likesss of I!."
"Way to go Boss!
"Yeah!
"You really showed them who's in charge!"
The praise given to him by his eggmen went unheard as Pentious wallowed in their appraisal of him, but soon turned to annoyance as some got too close for his comfort in an attempt to touch him.
"In any case, I would soon have total control over the west side of the pentagram by day's end, and then nothing will stop me from taking over Hell as its rightful ruler!." This all being said as he continued to maneuver the airship by pulling some of the main levers and pushing some of the buttons on the side. " My ascendency to ruling this blazing inferno will soon come to fruition and then everyone will quake in fear at the name of Sir Pen-
"EDGELORD!"
"Pardon!." Look at two of his minions behind him." Who said that ?!, what did you say to me, you uncooked chicken scrap!." he hissed out in a blind fury."Well, Speak up!."
"It wasn't us, Mr. Bossman."
Suddenly the sound of glass breaking was then heard as it broke through the front mantle glass of the ship, which was soon revealed to be a small bomb with a painted skull squarely landing between Sir Pentious, and his two eggmen resulting in a blinding explosion that left a red mist covering the entire deck.
"Coughs"
As the smoke clears, a figure is shown within the dissipating smoke walking on the front of the bow revealing to be a female cyclops preparing to unleash another one of her bombs.
"You lookin' for a fight, old man?!." Rolling the bomb around shoulders in a rebellious display."Why don't you get this sorry piece of shit of a toy ship off my turf, before I smash it some more!."
Furious at the sight of his precious transport being tarnished by an uneducated cur, Pentious, alongside his entourage, readied themselves for a fight." You wanna go, missy?!" opening up the flap of skin on the back of his head."Well, I'm happy to oblige!."
666 News Station
A wave of anxiety and deep tension could be felt emitting from within the dressing room of the news office, with a muffled chatter being heard behind the door that for any demon passing by could only dare wonder what words were being said from beyond the confines of the green room.
Truth to the matter, much of the commotion happening within the dressing room was just the back-forth banter between the princess of Hell Charlotte Magne, and her lover Vagatha going over the preparations for Charlie's upcoming interview with Katie Killjoy, and Tom Trench for this morning's special segment over the good their project of redeeming the citizens of Hell.
All while Charlie's tuxedo-wearing servants Razzel, and Dazzle partaking in the catering, while keeping on eye both female demons.
"Okay, I think we need to go through some of the key points once more just to have a better grasp on some of the topics we need to place a heavy emphasis on just to avoid having any trick questions thrown our way," said Vaggie in an attempt to better help Charlie focus on the task at hand as the heir to Hell seemed to be trapped on the notion that every demon in Hell would want to be cleansed of their sins.
"Relax Vaggie, I already know what to say," replied Charlotte."We've gone over the list already plenty of times by now, and I can guarantee you that I have memorized them all by heart," she stated with the utmost confidence that everything would go as planned.
"I know hon, but we need to make sure that everything goes according to schedule because we both need this to be successful if we want the hotel to do well." She stressed out as she looked over the list once more before looking over to Charlie, and seeing her giddy with excitement at the prospect of having to share her project with the entirety of Pentagram City.
Knock
Knock
The sound of knocking was heard, which was then followed by the opening of the door as a lizard-spotted intern with a headpiece, and a pad on one hand entered.
"We're all set to go, Mrs. Magne," he said in a raspy voice.
Giving herself a quick lookover from the mirror's reflection, Charlie straightens out her bowtie and proceeds to exit the green room followed closely by her compatriots.
It didn't take long for all of them to reach the anchor desk, that the intern held out a hand signaling for Vaggie, and the two goats to stand behind the line as they were about to go live. Charlie in her part was quickly ushered to sit down on the guest chair and told to wait for further instructions. Vaggie in her part could only faintly whisper out some assurance to Charlie, before separating something that went unheeded as it helped to calm down her nerves.
This would then have the princess of Hell come in close proximity to one of the city's leading voices in news Katie Killjoy. Having to look up, due to the sharp contrast in their height, Charlie was welcomed with the irritated face of the anchorwoman whose crimson eyes only stared down at the royal heir with nothing, but contempt of having her near. Ignoring the obvious mood of the irate blonde, Charlie made the first move of breaking the ice by introducing herself.
With a hand stretched out, and the biggest smile she could muster as a means to deflate any tension in the air. "H.. hello.? My name is Charlie, and I am truly happy that we were giving this.."
"Cut the crap" she stated coldly cutting Charlie mid-sentence in the process. "And you can put that hand away, I don't touch the likes of your kind."
"Pardon me?."
"You can also drop the cutesy act because it won't score any sympathy points from me."Killjoy stated venomously as she stared down at Charlotte as if she were nothing more than a speck of dirt under heels. " Am way too busy, and important to have to babysit a spoiled demon brat whose only real business being here today was because we needed to fill the time slot for Jeffery's cannibal cooking show." This with each word being jabbed literally into Charlie's chest thanks in part to Katie's clawed finger. "With that all being said, let me end this by stating the most crucial part of this whole interview we're gonna have."
Bending slightly, and lowering her closely to Charlie's until she could feel the anchorwoman's breath directly on her face. "If by any chance you make look like a complete joke while on Tv, while giving you your 15 minutes I'll make it my personal mission of royally fucking you so bad you wish you died as a child."
Without having any chance to react, Charlotte was pushed back onto her seat as the studio lights dimmed down, and the sign of life on set glowed brightly at the far end of the set. As if by instinct, Katie Killjoy took her spot alongside her co-worker Tom Trench as the green screen behind them roared to life with the studio's logo beginning their news coverage.
"Welcome back, denizens of Pentagram City am Katie Killjoy."
"And I am Tom Trench."
"We're here today to present a 666 News exclusive by having us here today Hell's own heir to the throne itself Charlotte Magne as our special guest."
"It's actually….Charlie"
"Whatever. Now tell us all about this special project that you've been pestering our news station about."
Looking around the crowd, Charlie managed to spot Vaggie next to the cameraman giving her a thumbs-up.
"You got this." she mouthed out silently.
Clearing her throat. "As many of you would know, I was born here in Hell, and growing up, I've always tried to look for the good in people deep within them no matter what the sin they committed. It pains me to know how many of my people were needlessly slaughtered in this year's extermination without being given the opportunity to redeem themselves." She did this as she walked off the stage, and into the crowd while looking at each, and every demon." So instead of having to quake in fear every time the Angels come down to heaven during the annual purge, how about we instead choose to put aside our differences of indulging in wantless carnal desires to instead work hard to shed the impiety off your souls." And with a sudden leap towards the anchor desk, she flung her arms wide towards the crowd all while sporting the largest grin she could make." To enter the gates of Heaven!."
The sound of a pin dropping inside the studio would have caused a loud echo to be heard as the deafening silence shrouded the entirety of the set as everyone looked at Charlie with total disbelief over the dramatic speech she gave out about her plans on redeeming demons.
No sooner than that was the sound of erupting laughter quickly overtook the room as each and every sinner could not control themselves in laughing at the stupidity of the demon princess. Charlie in her part seemed confused over the sudden outburst of the crowd as she looked at the surroundings of everyone laughing at her, and caught glimpses of both news anchors wailing in hysterics.
The feeling of embarrassment and sadness quickly started to take a build-up within Charlotte that was further intensified by the sight of her friends Vaggie, Razzel, Dazzle looking very uneasy over the current development of the interview going terribly wrong.
"What in the Nine Circles makes you think that a single demon in Hell would actually give a flying fuck over wanting to better themselves! Just... because?." She bellowed out while trying hard not to laugh even more at the princess's supposed to project. "Do you even have any evidence that would help to support your little fantasy of being able to save a single soul in this perdition of suffering!." Any remnants of holding back in her laughter soon evaporated as she couldn't herself of pounding away at her desk alongside her co-worker.
Feeling peeved of having Killjoy making fun of her goal, Charlie wasted no time in hitting back at the anchorwoman's remarks. "Well, have you known that we are already a positive recipient working on our program, and have shown great progress in changing his bad habits for the better!."
"Oh? and pray to tell on who's the lucky victim willing to join such a holy cause?." The sarcasm in her voice was so thick that even Charlie could almost feel it touching her skin.
"I don't know, maybe you've heard of him before?." Being coy with her response. "Someone by the name of Angel Dust…
"The porn star?"
Turning at her partner with murderous eyes." I fucking knew it, Tom!".
"Ummm" was all that Tom could meekly let out under the scrutiny of Killjoy's eyes.
"In any case, that's not much of an accomplishment. I bet top dollar that you can make that cum soaked gigolo do anything you want by waving a bag of sticky white in front of him."
"I beg to differ!" while holding her hand. " Not only has he been well behaved, clean, and out of trouble for the past two weeks now."
"Breaking News!"
All of a sudden an image was presented on the live feed showcasing Angel Dust throwing one of Sir Pentious's egg-shaped henchmen back to its creator with the utmost glee, while the surrounding vicinity seemed to have been completely leveled during all the fighting.
"Oh, shit"
Not one to wait on quickly capitalizing on a breaking story. "This just in, we are currently witnessing another breakout turf war between self-proclaimed kingpin Sir Pentious, and up-in-comer powerhouse Cherry Bomb, alongside the helping hand of Hell's own repubidle porn star Angel Dust!." The last of which she added with a heavy-looking directly at Charlie.
"Don't look at this!." In a failed attempt to stop the feed from broadcasting.
" Well, it sure looks like your little pet project is dead on arrival." Looming over to Charlie with a mocking grin plastered all over their pale face. " Now tell us, how does it feel to be such an utter disappointment and failure to all of demonkind?."
"Yeah, well…" quickly acting on impulse, Charlie went with grabbing Killjoy's ball pen." How does it feel that I got your pen, huh?!... Bitch!
This act itself was apparently enough to quiet Killjoy down as her face morphed dramatically at the jab taken against her, and soon got herself to transform into her true demon form, and lunged at Charlie with murderous intent.
Back with Angel, and Cherri
The Westside of Pentagram City seemed to be in a state of total destruction as the entire district seemed to be in complete shambles the only inhabitants to be seen was that of Angel Dust, and Cherri Bomb fighting back against the armed forces of eggmen, while Sir Pentious was located a bit farther relaying orders to his men, and occasionally shooting out armed projectiles.
" Hey Angie, thanks for the backup!" she said while constantly moving on her feet to avoid being hit by one of the egg bois.
"You kiddin'?" he responded back, while pulling the pin of a grenade, and chucking back at the egg men. " This is the best action of seen in ages!." Angel exclaimed in joy while ducking under a crevice of the street, which he was soon joined by his companion.
"Where've you been, anyway?. You suddenly disappeared out of nowhere, I was beginning to suspect that you went on, and died on me."
"I wish!." I've been staying at this crappy hotel on the other side of town." He started to explain while lighting up another bomb, before handing it over to Cherri in which she then threw over their temporary cover till the sound of a loud explosion followed soon after. "Some broads are letting me stay there rent-free if I play nice."
Jumping the line, and starting their attack against the invaded attackers. " Apparently they have me under some type of good person program in an attempt to make me clean, and sober. They've been having me do these safety exercises to help better myself." He took a brief pause as he got out his Tommy Gun, and sprayed out a hail of bullets. " Such as not having me not swear, doing no drugs, or booze of any kind. Is being seriously cramping my style as these bitches are no fun at all, of being clean for two weeks now!."
The statement itself made even Cherri Bomb pause at the thought of Angel Dust behaving like a good samaritan. "Holy Shit."
"Well... Sorta clean." while looking at a dripping smudge of yolk on his finger from the remnants of a deceased egg boi. "Just as clean as you can get from a shitload of Bolivian marching powder." Before being tied up by a jagged chain, and thrown violently against the concrete road.
" Ohh, harder, daddy!."
"Son!."
Angel on his part was very confused at the statement itself but didn't dwell on it too much as Cherri came at the knick of time, and jumped and kicked Pentious away.
Once again, did Sir Pentious feel the anger start to boil within himself as he continued to be played as a fool by these two miscreants, and their endless annoying banter. " You whores have no class!." He yelled out while pointing his finger at them. " In war, one should always conduct themselves with the utmost care in both manners, and dressed attire, as the saying goes "The side best presented is the sssside most remembered." Emphasized by adjusting his tie smugly.
"Or the side that ain't dead!."
"And speaking of style is your hat like, alive, or something?.
"Oh! Well, that's none of your goddamn business!. Now, is it?."
"Hah, would that make your hat the top, and you the bottom?." At that both Angel, and Cherri couldn't help themselves from laughing at the sick burn, not even Pentious own men could help themselves in joining in on the this made the snake overlord even more pissed than ever before giving out a yell of frustration.
"I've had enough of this utter BULLSHIT!."
"I think he's finally snapped, eh?." Did the pink-strip stripper tell his friend.
"Really? wasn't paying attention."
Having his eyes sharpened to slits as he looked at the two simpletons in total contempt."Well now, I wish that I didn't have to waste my latest creation so soon, especially for the likes of you two, but it means having to rid myself from having to waste a single second hearing your insufferable voices, so be it!." The Victorian-age villain then reached deep inside his coat's left pocket and pulled out a small handheld switch marked with a skull, and bones insignia covering the button, which he then pressed down hard all while sporting the biggest razor-sharp smile on his face.
At first, nothing seemed to happen to the point that both Angel Dust and Cherri Bomb stared at each other with a raised brow over what was supposed to happen until the sound of metal being scraped together perpetuated the entire area. Both instantly turned towards Pentious zeppelin, started to contort, and morphed quickly in front of their eyes. The ship in question started to take a drastic form by first expanding the metal cockpit from both sides till it was sticking out from left to right, followed by the balloon portion of the ship expanding greatly in a pulsating manner as if it were a heart. The color scheme turned from a black, and gold mixed with a bit red turned inverse as it became a deeper shade than it already was, and finally ending with a large opening forming at the center of the ship ripping open with teeth-like fissures forming with a luminous glow omitting with the entrance.
"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!".Laughing without a care in the world, Pentious could almost not contain the glee he felt emitting from inside of him as his machine roared to life with him being the master. "Do you understand now the immensity of my machines, and all their glory, you were both fools for thinking you could stand a chance against me, Sir Pentious The Magnificent!."
At this point, both troublemakers could not expect to take on such a large machine as it slowly made its way towards them as the light in the center of its mouth started to shine more brightly with each passing second.
"Maybe we should high-tail it out of here?
"And give up my territory to this pompous prick!."
"How do you imagine us both taking on that flying vibrator."
"Just give me a second to think!."
"We'll think faster because that thing is getting closer by the moment."
Before Cherri could reply back to her friend, she noticed something odd once she took her eyes off the monstrous blimp to look up at the sky, and noticed a strange occurrence happening. It didn't take long for Angel to look upon what his close friend was looking at, and once he did the only thing he could say to perfectly summed the situation.
"What. The. Fuck?."
It was at that moment when all the clouds in the deep red sky seemed to have mysteriously disappeared with not even a single cloud in sight, and the stars themselves took on an ominous glow, but none glowed brighter than the gateway to Heaven itself as its halo began to tremble uncontrollably. If by any chance that any of the many denizens of Hell cared enough to look up at the sky they would be beholding to such an interesting development, but given that this was the home of countless sinners, and other otherworldly creatures it seemed nothing out of the ordinary for its inhabitants.
But for those with a more keen eye to such events, it would instead be taken as a sign of something in the works that would soon spell a major change waiting to happen. All across the Nine Realms, overlords, Goetia royalty, and the seven rulers of Hell all seemed to share the same sensation of strange energy pouring out from the sky's themselves.
Luckily a certain camera crew was also there covering the fight between the two overlords to notice the event transpiring before them.
Cannibal Colony
From the cover of darkness, blood was splattered all over its environment as a demon resembling a deer wearing a red pinstripe suit, alongside that of red dress pants, and a vintage cane at his side. Surrounding said man were that of countless corpses all mangled to the highest degree as the body themselves were far too gone be recognize as each was of their limbs were all torn at the joints in a savage manner, and deep lacerations adoring the carcasses to the point of leaving them looking like piles of mincemeat.
Looking down at his work with a small smile grazing that side of his lip, Alastor could not wait to pick up the remains, and turned them over to Rosie at her shop to start the preparations for a festive banquet. It was then that his ears perked up as he felt the wave of raw energy being dispersed that made a shiver go through him. Looking up he saw the cloudless sky filled with glowing stars begin to glow intensely as he watched with growing interest.
"Now, I wonder what brings this joyful happening to our little sinful world?."
Palace of the King
Around the same time that Alastor was experiencing this unusual development, the king of all demons was standing outside his palace's balcony overlooking the entire spectacle with a heated gaze. He was joined by his wife, Lilith in watching the skies both silent in contemplation at the event transpiring in front of them.
"What do you think this means?."
"I don't know Lilith, but whatever it is I hope it has nothing to do with Heaven."
The last thought that crossed his mind on the matter was that of his daughter Charlotte and hoped that she was doing alright and that she was somewhere safe.
666 News Station
Pandemonium seemed like the right word to describe the current state of the studio as the fierce fighting between both Charlie, and Katie Killjoy led to the thrashing of not just the main anchor desk, which then moved towards the catering table leaving a huge mess scarred around, and resulting in much of the audience leaving was the show was called off. The pain to some extent was further to Tom who at some point was set on fire under mysterious circumstances, but was not shrouded in a fire blanket moaning in pain. Killjoy herself was sitting alone on her chair behind what was left of her desk and kept rubbing the bruise on her neck courtesy of said demon princess, as well as having her necklace torn violently during the scuffle leading to much of her clothing being covered in dirt.
Charlie at her end was nursing a couple of cuts, and a bump near her eye, that she suspected would soon start to swell into a black spot, as well as having her clothes disheveled during the fight. Both Razzel, and Dazzle at the moment were absent as they went to fetch the limo, while Vaggie was left aiding Charlie with the lump by applying some ice to the injury.
"This is such a disaster." Moaned out Vaggie as she kept looking over Charlotte to see if there were any other injuries that needed some help with.
"Could be worse, we may have lost some credibility, but at least we showed that we have some backbone in fighting for what we believe." She stated with a small smile but winced a bit at the added pressure by Vaggie to her wound.
"But at what cost, Charlie? If both knew what we were getting ourselves into by accepting Angel Dust to be our first recipient to the program. We would have been better off in dumping him the moment we laid eyes on him."
"Come on, Vaggie you really don't mean that do you?. Angel may be a bit rough around the edges, but deep down I know he means good, even with all the things he's done because deep down I know that he truly feels that he can get better, and be set on the right path."
"At this point, I really don't know what else we can do. Given how much of a hassle it is from keeping Angel from swearing up a storm that I am beginning to feel that we won't be able to help other sinners find redemption. I just don't know what else we can do at this point. I just think maybe we should just give up on this whole idea, and save whatever shred of dignity we have left."
Looking at her girlfriend with wide eyes over such a comment on whatever they were doing right made her stand up in such haste that it made Vaggie take a step back in shock.
"Please don't say that Vaggie! What we're doing here is not a mistake, what we're doing here is for the best reasons, and for every moment that we continue to believe less, and less about our cause the more we lose a bit of ourselves in doing what's right."
"It just pains me having to continue watching you get hurt, and dragged across the dirt by these selfish bastards who only ever care about themselves. I just don't know if I can bear it any longer."
At this point, Vaggie couldn't contain some of her tears from falling once she was done saying her piece. Charlie in her part lessened up a bit and took Vaggie in her arms to help with the pain.
"Sorry for not taking into consideration how you were feeling. I must have been too caught up in making this work that I began to ignore how you must have felt.
Tightening her hold on the hug, Vaggie was able to calm herself down a bit and looked into the eyes of her lover for solace.
"How about we go back to the hotel, and get some rest."
"Yeah, I'll like that. But we still gotta go pick up Angel on the way."
Before Charlie could respond, she felt the same type of sensation as the rest of the demons in Pendergram City, and other parts of Hell were feeling.
"Are you okay Charlie?"
Charlie wouldn't have the chance to reply back to Vaggie as a surprising shout overtook the station.
"WHAT. THE. HELL. IS. THAT?!."
The sudden yell from one of the stagehands helped to startle all those remaining within the studio resulting in everyone running towards the tv set broadcasting the live feed from the camera crew covering the turf war. What all they saw made their eyes go wide in disbelief as the stars at this point began to glow immensely to the point of having the same shine as if they were the sun, making it impossible at this point for any demon to ignore what was occurring.
"What's happening Charlie?."
At first silent, but then...
"I don't know Vagatha, I really don't know."
Before anyone could react the sound of a huge explosion was heard coming from the Westside, followed by an immense quaking that shook the majority of the buildings for miles on end, even the news station wasn't spared of the rumbling. The station itself soon plunged into darkness.
Back with Angel, and Cherri
The explosion itself helped further cause major damage to the already wrecked Westside as the nearby buildings were, either blown apart or barely left standing. It would have been a miracle if any demon who stuck around during the overlords spat to come out unscathed, not even Sir Pentious blimp seemed to exist anymore as it was wiped from existence in a blink of an eye.
Once everything seemed to be in the clear, Angel, and Cherri slowly emerged from a makeshift shelter from the debris that fell during their fight with the snake demon and noticed the destruction from the random detonation.
"Where did the old man go?."
"Maybe he got caught in the explosion. Because by the looks of it I think we may be the ones left walking the street, or what's left of it anyway."
"I wonder what caused the explosion though? Whatever it was, it was not normal not even by Hell's standards."
"Who cares what caused it. The only thing that matters is that we're still alive, and in one piece".
The pair soon came across a deep crater that was still emitting smoke, while also letting out an intense heat. Something that didn't bother both of them given how they literally live in Hell. What happened next caught them by surprise.
"Angel is that what I think it is?."
"I think is it Cherri, but how is that possible?."
What they saw in the center of the basin shocked both of them deeply.
"It's a fucking human."
End of Chapter 1.