ALH 3 Rise of the Nephilim

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"Celest!" Charlies shakes her daughter awake.

"Huh?" the Not-so-Little Haznin rubs the sleep from her eyes.

Vaggie smiles at Celest. "So much for Emily's hangover cure."

"Sorry, I haven't been sleeping well since this," the now grown child gestures to herself.

"Well, you are going to need a bigger bed," Charlie smirks. "Now, we're here. Come on!"

The family steps out the limo and glances at the large business building before walking in.

"Welcome to Carmine!" a voice speaks out from a large screen in the entrance lobby. There, Clara Carmine can be seen greeting everyone within what appears to be the lobby. "Here we not only offer you protection…" the image then shifts to show a Sinner in a firing range, testing a gun. "We have also pride ourselves in bettering your lives…" Now a Hellhound is seen taking a seat in an armchair and a small drone comes over to hand him a beer can. "Whether it's to ease your homelife, or to better your health." Velvette is now in the lobby testing her mechanical arms. The Puffy-haired Carmine then walks up from behind her and takes the Vee's hand to better show their matching rings. "To us you're not just customers," they then lean into each other. "You're family."

The trio then walks past the receptionist who tried stopping them, but the glaring Charlie in her demon form stopped them.

The family eventually reached the top floor and make their way down the hall where in front of the office doors, they see a former resident of the Hotel giggling and chatting with an Imp.

"I'd like that, Tooth," the Sinner with the star in her eye then notices the three. "Charlie? Vaggie?" she stands up while glancing at the papers in front of her. "I'm afraid you'll need an appointment."

"No time!" Vaggie shouts. "We need to see your bosses!"

"Wait! There in the middle of a meeting!"

The Morningstars threw the doors open and the mothers instinctively reach up to cover their daughter's eyes.

For the first time since getting their daughter, Vaggie slips. "What the actual f(bleep)!?" While Charlie just stares horrified at what they've seen.

Celest on the other hand just asks. "Was that a heart?"

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Clara and Velvette finish putting their clothes on.

"We weren't expecting company," the puffy haired Carmine turns to their guests. One of which is a grown woman standing between Vaggie and Charlie with her eyes closed tightly while covering her ears. "Kayla. You were told not to let anyone in during this meeting."

"I am so sorry, Mrs. Carmine. I tried stopping them, but they were insistent," the star eyed demon looks down timidly.

"That's alright, Kayla. We can't hold a grudge against you over something like this. You're our friend," Clara places a hand on the secretary's shoulder to calm her down. "Besides! It's kinda hard to turn away the royal family of Hell. Now, then…" she turns to the Acting Queen and her wife. "What can we do for you?"

"It's hard to explain," Charlie starts twiddling her thumbs. "You see a couple nights ago…"

Velvette walks up to the tallest woman present and could not help but feel that something seemed familiar about her. The Vee then reaches up her hand to tap the woman on the shoulder.

At this, the woman opens her eyes and removes her hands. She then looks down to stare at the Vee with a bright smile. "Hi, Ms. Velvette!"

With wide eyes, Velvette steps back to stare at Charlie and Vaggie before turning back to her wife.

"Wait!" Clara steps up to the tall woman. "That's Celest!? Little Celest!?" she then looks her up and down. "But you're not so little anymore?"

Celest shrugs. "I've been getting that a lot lately."

"How is this possible!?"

"We don't know," Vaggie looks down. "We just woke up the other day and here she is. Our eight year old daughter is now a grown up."

The Not-so-Little Hazbin smirks. "I thought you said I was only three?"

"Not now, Celest!"

"Sorry, Mama."

Charlie turns to the Carmines. "Look. We tried a regular doctor, but she could not find anything wrong. We know that since the turnaround, your company has been doing a lot more than just developing weapons. Vaggie and I were hoping that maybe you might have something better than what an average doctor would have."

Clara and Velvette smirk at one another and the puffy-haired Carmine says. "I think we have something."

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The family is then led to a large white room with a tub in the middle and a viewing room on the other side.

Clara gestures to the tub. "Let me present to you in the latest in medical technology. X-Ray, MRI, CT Scan. You name it, it can be done here. It will measure bone density, muscle mass, scan brain activity, heart rhythm. It can do it all."

An imp woman walks up with noticeable bullet holes. "It can even remove bullets that you forgot you still had from a drive by."

The Morningstars stared wide-eyed at the imp before turning back to Clara.

"That was completely unintended. Look, Celest will be fine," she turns to the Not-so-Little Hazbin. "As long as you're not wearing any metal nor have piercings," Clara then starts walking away to the viewing room while mumbling. "I still can't believe anybody would put a piercing down there. Who does that?"

The imp woman lifts up a clipboard. "I'll need to ask a few questions before proceeding," she then turns to the mothers. "You two will need to step into the viewing room as a precaution."

The mothers look up at their daughter.

"I'll be fine, Moms," the now grown child insists. "Besides! There'd only be a window between you and me."

"Okay, Honey," Vaggie kisses Celest on the cheek. "Just let us know if you need anything."

Charlie then does the same. "Be safe, Sweetie."

"I will."

"Now, then," the imp turns to the tall woman. "How old are you?"

"Um…" Celest looks up. "I'm told that I appear to be in my twenties, but I was eight two nights ago, but I am actually three."

"I'll just save that for later," the imp blinks. "How about your sex life? Everything fine in that department?"

The Not-so-Little Hazbin just tilts her head. "What's sex?"

At that, the imp pinches the bridge of her nose. "Why do I always end up with the crazies for these Experiments?"