Shattered Innocence Ch. 13

"Let's see…" Emily follows the map on her phone while dragging a suitcase behind her. She's been following the map all the way to morning, trying to get to her destination. "It should be here." The disguised angel stops and stares at a club marked with three Xs. "This can't be right," she stares at her device, trying to type in the address while walking off. "How does this thing wor—Oof!" she walks into somebody and instinctually starts apologizing.

"Watch where you're… it's you!"

The Seraphim looks up to see the same woman she ran into the bathroom the other day. "Oh? Ms. Velvette. Nice meeting you again."

"Ick! Do us both a favor and drop the miss," the Influencer scoffs. "Makes me sound old. Now what could you have been doing in a place like that?" she smirks as she waves back at the club. "If you need a job that badly I can give you a far better offer then those a(bleep)holes could ever dream to make."

Emily looks back at the signs and notice images of demons with their lack of clothing. "Oh? I wasn't looking for this place. I actually tried using my phone to go somewhere but I guess I can't read maps," the device is then snatched out of her hands.

"What!? You looking at it upside down or something!?" Velvette laughs but stops. "Would you look at that," and turned it right-side up.

With a tint of red on her face, Emily accepts the return of her phone. "Thank you."

"You're a recent arrival, yeah?" the Vee takes out her own phone and waves it in the Seraphim's face. "This should be second nature to you. You grew up in a monastery or what?"

"Something like that," the angel looks down at her device. "My family from before I… arrived here were not big fans of modern technology. They'd rather keep things traditional. And boy did they keep it traditional."

"Let me guess. Super old school, hates new stuff, and disapproves of anything that shows more than hands and face?"

Emily could only shrug. "Pretty much, yeah."

"Looks like you have great taste, though," Velvette comments looking at the seraphim up and down. "It's not exposing your assets while not keeping them hidden either. Speaking of…"

Emily lets out a yelp as her chest is touched and instinctually smacks the Vee's hands away.

"They seem a bit bigger than last time. Don't know what you're doing, luv, but it's sending the curves to all the right places. Well, almost," Velvette then pokes Emily in the belly. "Still got that slight pudge," then starts mumbling. "Manageable for now but need to get rid of it."

"I actually have my sisters to thank. For the clothes I mean. I'm still new to style, so they gave me a hand."

"They must know style to help you pull this off. I have to meet these sisters of yours."

"You actually know them already. Clara and Odette."

"Carmine's brats?" the Influencer raised a brow and received a nod. "Last I checked, the old windbag had only two daughters."

"Well, she did," Emily could not help but smile. "But Carmilla adopted me."

Velvette's eyes narrowed. "F(bleep)ing bull(bleep)! That F(bleep)ing Old B(bleep)ch always ruining everything for me! And that hag wonders why I'm so f(bleep)ing respectless!" then she starts walking away.

"Hey, wait!" the New Carmine chases after her. "I need to get to this place. Can you help?"

"Why of course I can," the Vee presents a sweetly smile before shouting. "When Hell freezes over!" and continues walking away.

"Please. I keep getting lost. It's this nice little place called the Hazbin Hotel."

Hearing that, the Vee stops. "Oh? That changes things."

"Really?"

"Yeah. It changes the Hell no to a F(bleep) no!" Velvette turns to snap. "Why the Hell should I help you when I can't get anything in return!?"

"I'm sure that we can work something out."

"The Hell we can! You're Carmine's brat and our pact strictly states that I cannot mess with an Overlord's family!" she starts walking off again but stops by what Emily says next.

"It says that you can't take our souls and that we cannot do our business in each other's territory. Right? But there's nothing against me owing you a favor is there?"

Velvette turns to examine the New Carmine, trying to detect any form of deceit. "What kind of favor?"

Emily squirms a bit. "Well, I'd rather not do anything mean and I have a hard time being around men. But I will do anything for you."

The Influencer thought for a moment. "Alright then, Luv," she raises a hand towards the disguised angel. "You be a model for one photoshoot, and I'll gladly take you to that sh(bleep)hole of a hotel. Deal?"

The Young Seraphim sighs. "Okay," and reaches the hand for a shake. "Deal!" a pulse left the two. Then suddenly, her feet are lifted off the ground as she gets pulled away.

"Great!" Velvette shoves her into a limo marked with the Vee's logo. "Don't want to miss your debut!"

"Wait! You mean now!?"

.oOo.

The doors burst open to let Velvette enter, half leading half dragging Emily. "Alright people. Everything ready for the shoot!?"

Two Sinning women turn to each other, and one asks, "Since when did we a shoot scheduled today?"

"Since now, Melissa!" the Vee scolds. "You're on makeup!" she then shoves Emily into the Sinner's arms. "And remember. It should highlight her beauty. Not mask it!" she then turns towards a star-eyed demon. "And you, Kalya! Pick an outfit and it better be something in season this time!"

.oOo.

Emily finds herself standing in front of a mirror wearing a black lace dress with a white feathered coat. She's wearing black mascara and her lips had been made to appear thicker with the white lipstick.

"There you are!" Velvette walks up to her. "You are beautiful. Like the black swan who wants to show those stuck-up white ones that her wings can gleam just like theirs."

The young seraphim blushes hearing that. "You really think I'm that beautiful?"

"Oh, Luv," the Vee wraps an arm around her shoulder. "If I only thought you were just cute, you wouldn't be here. Now…" she then shoves Emily in front of the screen. "Get to work!"

The disguised angel is suddenly bombarded with flashes of light while the influencer continues shouting.

"Work it, girl! I said work it!... show me how fierce you are!... that's more of a kitten! I want a lion!... suck in that gut!... Ugh! You look so constipated that I need to take a sh(bleep)t!... Now I want to see your purity and innocence! That's what I fell in love with!"

That last remark saddened Emily and found herself no longer able to smile.

Velvette raises a brow at this but instead of yelling at her new project she commands her staff. "That's it! We're done here!" she turns to the camera operator. "I want those pictures developed last week! Now the rest of you!? Scram! I want to have some privacy with my new favorite."

None of the present demons argued with their boss and the room is soon emptied.

The Vee turns to her one-time model with a glare. "Emily…" she then brightens up while walking up to her. "You were wonderful!"

"R-really?" Emily couldn't help but smile at the comment. "But you were always yelling."

"Oh, Emmy, luv," the Influencer takes the disguised angel's hands. "Sometimes, to get the results you want you have to be firm. Now! Is there any way that I could get you to do this again? You have such natural beauty and that's not easy to find here in Hell?"

The young Seraphim blushes at that. "Thank you, but I don't know. My mom isn't really fond of you. I can't imagine she'd be fine with me doing this."

"You're probably right. She'd kill you if you weren't already in Hell," the sinner laughs at here own joke. "So, good luck with that, darling."

Before anything else was said, the camera sparked and something zapped between the two women, startling Emily and forces her back with a small squeak as she fell back.

"Velvette, my dear," a tall man with a tv head wearing a fine suit smiles at the Vee. "I've heard you had an emergency photo shoot today. Thought I come and check on the equipment. Make sure they're up to standard."

"Vox! You flat faced idiot! You just scared my mo…" just as Velvette snaps at her fellow Vee she glances over at the one-time model. Emily was staring wide eyed at the tv demon with a large third eye opening from her chest. But that's not what was the most unsettling thing. It's the five wings sprouting from her back."

"F(bleep)!" Vox shouts. "She's an angel!?"

Emily blinks as she reaches up to her head and notices her headband is no longer present and then one glance behind herself was all she needed to know.

She quickly gets up as Vox zaps away. "I-I can explain," the seraphim then bumped into something.

"I don't think so!"

Then, her wings were grabbed, and she was suddenly back there.

Don't pretend you don't like it.

Please! Stop this! Stop!

"F(bleep)!" Vox backs away and raises a hand to his face with a visible line running across it. "You cracked me?"

The angel is panicking. "Stop! Stop! Please! It hurts! It hurts!" she starts backing up until she was up against a wall.

The tv demon starts approaching her. "I'll show you something that really hurts, you piece of—"

"Get out," Velvette says under her breath causing her partner to turn around.

"What?"

"I said get out, now!" the Influencer shouts and when Vox tried to argue, she stops him again. "I said pi(bleep) off!" and gives him the bird.

Vox regains his composure. "Fine! Whatever!" he zaps back into the camera.

The remaining Vee turns back to the seraphim.

"I don't want it! I don't. So, please! No more!"

Velvette just walks over to Emily and sits next to her. Just waiting.

NOTE: Sorry for the lack of updates. With it being Memorial Day Weekend and Summer in general, between family and work that leaves even less time than usual for writing. Really don't know when the next update on this or A Little Hazbin 3 will be. I managed for a while because I had plenty of chapters written in advance but now that I'm caught up, may not be as frequent as before.