The Gluttony Ring! One of the more colorful and brighter rings that Hell had to offer. The bright land filled with buildings of very unique shapes, forests all around and a type of blue fog that flows through the outskirts like a river.
Once again the ruler of Gluttony, the embodiment of the sin herself Beezlebub was hosting another massive party at her mansion located in the heart of Gluttony. Mostly Hellhounds and some Imps were filtering into the doors to party like hell.
Loona had gotten into a little bit of a routine of attending these parties. She hadn't come to one in a little while so she figured she should attend again. She began walking up to the doors while trying to crack her neck and loosen up her shoulders. A smile came to her face as Vortex was chilling just outside the doors waiting for her.
"Loona! What's up girl?" Vortex said greeting her.
"Hey Vortex. H-How's it going?" Loona asked as she didn't know quite what she should say.
"It's certainly going," Vortex said with a chuckle. "Ready to go in?"
"Y-Yep. I'm ready," Loona replied.
"Sick," Vortex spoke and they both headed inside. "Been a little bit since you been to one of these? What you had going on?"
Loona's ears perked up as she didn't expect that question. "Oh. Just been...a little busy with...that job I got. You know? A lot of clients lately...and other things."
Vortex smirked at that and folded his arms. "Alright, alright. Sounds exciting."
"Oh yeah," Loona nervously laughed. "It was really exciting." Her ears perked up again as she heard a familiar voice.
"Oh hell, fucking, yes! There's my favorite bitch!" Beezlebub herself spoke that as she found Vortex and Loona. "Girl it has been too long. Where the fuck have you been?" She placed a hand on her hip and pointed a finger at Loona.
"She's been busy with that job of hers," Vortex answered for Loona and that was about what Loona would have said.
"Damn. That sounds kind of lame. Work keeping you out of Gluttony?" Beezlebub questioned mostly as a joke.
"Yea. Thankfully I was able to find some time out of work. Where I could...come back down here for one of...one of your parties!" Loona answered and tried to add some enthusiasm.
"Fuck yes. That's the spirit girl! You just keep on being my favorite person. We got to make sure you have a hell of a night tonight. To make up for it you know? I probably know...um...what is going on?" Beelzebub questioned as she a lot of commotion going on near the entrance of her mansion as well as people LEAVING her party in mass groups. That never happened before and she couldn't be more confused. "Okay, what is going on right now? Why is this party going sour real fucking quick?"
"I don't really know. It kind of seems like there is something outside that those hounds are going to see," Loona suggested, which was a very truthful suggestion.
"It would seem that way, but I just have a simple and burning question to ask. Why? What could possibly be out there that is better than my party?" Beezlebub questioned as she was becoming visibly anxious and distraught as she believed that the demons thought her party was becoming lame and that was no good. She took flight and went outside to figure out what was going on.
"Is she uh...is she okay?" Loona asked Vortex as this was a little different side to Beelzebub.
"Uh yeah! I'm sure she is alright. I suppose it would seem weird to her why everyone is leaving her party. As long as I have been coming to them, this has never happened," Vortex answered as best he could with a shrug of his shoulders to go with it. "I think we better follow her outside." He then suggested.
"Y-Yeah. Sounds like a plan," Loona agreed rather awkwardly.
The two Hellhounds did walk together to find the Sin of Gluttony. It didn't take them long to find her as she hadn't ventured to far outside of her mansion and was only just looking all around at a potential reason for this.
"Heyyyyyyy Bee," Vortex said as he gradually approached his girlfriend. "Are you um...figuring anything out?"
"Well I have a feeling whatever that crowd is going to over there is probably what is drawing everyone out," Beelzebub replied.
"Holy shit! Beelzebub! We never thought we'd see you up this close!" One of the Hellhounds that was at her current party found their way outside and was heading towards the crowd.
"In the flesh bitch. Although, I have a question for you too," Beelzebub replied while keeping her cool up.
"Sure. Ask anything!" The other Hellhound replied seeming eager to help.
"Why are you two as well as everyone leaving the party? There's no way this party is that fucking lame...right?" Beelzebub question hoping it wasn't because it was lame.
"Oh no! Not at all. It's a rad party. There's talk that the dude from the Pride Ring is here! That human everyone has been talking about. We wanted to see him for ourselves!" The Hellhound answered with excitement.
"The human? That can't be right. Can it?" Beelzebub ended up asking herself 3 questions. She flew upwards to get a look above the whole mob and those hounds were absolutely right. The human, Doomguy, the Doom Slayer was here in Gluttony. A big grin came to her face. "No. Fucking. Way! He is fucking here. That...is...fucking...rad!"
"But isn't he a human?" How the hell did he even get to Gluttony? In fact, how did he even get into Hell in the first place?" Vortex questioned as the more he talked, the more confused he got.
"I couldn't tell you that babe, but I feel like I gotta say hello!" Beezlebub answered as she began to fly over. The two Hellhounds also took this as a good opportunity to go see themselves now that they got confirmation.
Vortex looked at Loona as the two of them stood together. "Well shit, should we go check it out?" He pointed a thumb at the area ahead of them as they figured they should join up with the rest of the party goers.
Loona remained very hesitant after the last time she saw this guy. "Ummmmm. I don't know..if it's such a good idea that I see him. Or...he see me."
"He see you?" Vortex questioned. "Hold on girl, what kind of cool shit did you get up to with him? Did you too have a falling out? Bad hook-up? Are you bout to tell me that he's your ex or something? Cause if you are, that's kind of wild!"
"No...no. None of that. H-He's not my ex or anything, I don't even have an ex," Loona answered but realized she was sharing too much and hoped it didn't make her look lame.
Vortex let out a few chuckles. "Hey whether you have an ex or not doesn't matter to me. Sometimes you just gotta find the right person."
"Yeah...yeah," Loona responded with a weak tone.
"So spill it Loona. What is the past you two got with one another?" Vortex questioned wanting to know if Loona had some cool, dark secret.
Loona wanted to feel cool in Vortex's eyes so she felt like she had to share. "Okay. You remember that group that I work for?"
He thought about that for a few seconds and then an imaginary light bulb popped in his head. "Ohhhhh, you mean that little assassination company that your dad runs?" Vortex answered as it surprisingly didn't take him long to remember that.
"Yeah. So we went to this hotel that he was at...and we all may have gotten in a...fight with him. A fight where he tried to kill us," Loona wanted to include the kill part to make the story more interesting.
"Oh shit! A fight to the death? Sounds pretty fucking extreme. I take it there was no clear winner?" Vortex put two and two together cause normally a fight to the death means one party is dead but since Loona and Doomguy were alive, no one "technically won."
"You could say that," Loona answered. Although they clearly lost and got their shit rocked. But that part could be left out. "But I think I should clearly stay out of his sight 'cause he may still be pissed," Loona didn't normally give enough of a shit to be scared of someone, especially a human. But there was something different about this human.
"Did this fight happen a long time ago? Like in the months range?" Vortex asked. "Maybe he forgot all about it?"
"Oh funny story really. It happened...only a few days ago..." Loona replied in a serious tone. "You could say that I haven't fully recovered from it myself."
"Oh, well shit. Well if I'm being honest, If I fought someone a few days ago, I would probably still have their face fresh in my mind. So...maybe he wouldn't forget that quick," Vortex put a hand to his chin. "Maybe you should stay away for now."
"That seems like the best option," Loona quickly spoke.
"Usually a lot of fights don't happen here. I'm sure Bee would have your back if something should happen," Vortex put a hand on her shoulder to try and reassure her to not ruin her mood with worry. Loona did take the words and believed Bee would have her back. Although she wasn't sure if Beezlebub could win a fight with the human after how easily her group got put down.
I'm sure everyone out there could guess...
She could not win.
While their conversation had been going on, in the huddle, Doomguy found himself completely surrounded by excited demons. He couldn't even walk left, right, straight, or backward due to the crowd. Unless he felt like lowering his shoulder and just barreling through everyone. He was becoming very annoyed at this point as he did not want to be bothered by these demons. They were all shouting, cheering, taking pictures, and videos of him and some were taking selfies with him. Doomguy had enough. Frankly, since he did not like to speak, he knew of a good way to get a message across. Through actions. He pulled his Super Shotgun behind his and made it very obvious to the crowd as he loaded two shells into the chambers and loaded the gun. He then held the gun towards the crowd and spun all the way around. The mood kinda died down as the demons became concerned. But they definitely started to back away when they saw the very mysterious-looking and unique shotgun. Thankfully the Sin of Gluttony herself came over at the right time.
"Woah, woah, woah party people! Give the man some room!" Beelzebub announced as she flew down. "Not every day we get a- WOAH! Hold on now." She held up her four sets of arms and her four hands casually to show that she wasn't a threat considering the man had a shotgun in Gluttony of all places. "No need for the hostility. Forgive these raging partygoers as they are still juiced up from the party and are incredibly excited to see someone such as yourself down here am I right people?" She asked the crowd which caused them to start a uproar in cheers. She saw the man looking all around as a reaction to the cheers. Once they died down, she began speaking again. "Now you probably got a thing for personal space, I mean who doesn't? I respect that and I'm sure that gun of yours will make everyone realize not to suffocate you. Does that sound like a plan?" Once again that was directed more towards the crowd. They all came to a consensus that they were in fact getting far too close to him so the crowd decided to show they understood by all moving a few steps back to create a bigger circle around Beezlebub and the Doom Slayer. "So I think as long as you are not smothered by everyone, I see no need for the gun. Right?"
Doomguy said nothing and hardly moved. But she did get them to move so he did lower his gun from being pointed at her, although he didn't fully put it away. For now, it would remain at his side and pointed at the ground.
"There! That's more like it," Beelzebub said as she flew over to get closer to him. "So I am Bee, Beezlebub, Queen Bee, whatever the fuck you prefer bitch. I am quite flexible when it comes to my name. Now I think it would be the shit if you joined all of us back there in my mansion for the party we got going on. Since you are new to Gluttony, I could really give you a tour and the rundown of the greatest ring Hell has to offer. You in?"
Doomguy did not want to follow her to any parties as that would just mean more distractions and more of these demons following him around. He figured it would be an incredible waste of time. Except for one part of it. He realized that he once again got lucky and found himself talking to the embodiment of the sin of this ring so she would know everything here. She could pretty much tell him the rundown and where things are. This could tell him if being in this ring was a complete waste of time, or if it had its uses. So he would follow along. For now.
He looked back down at Beezlebub and looked back towards her supposed mansion. He let out an annoyed sigh that no one could hear but himself and set his Super Shotgun away. He then looked back at her before giving her the hand gesture of "lead the way."
"Well alright. Good-a-fucking-nuff-for-me," Beelzebub said before flying straight upwards and directing her words towards the crowd. "Okay, party people. Sounds like our special guest in Gluttony is gonna be joining us at our fucking party!" After announcing that it got a collection of cheers and some howls from the Hellhounds. "So, everyone move those legs of yours back inside so we can get this shit starting the FUCK back up!" Once again that also got a collection of cheers as all the demons in the crowd started to proceed towards the front doors of the mansion. Beelzebub's smile remained on her face and she also felt a little sigh of relief to know her party didn't suck after all. She slowly flew back down to several feet in front of Doomguy. He started to walk to catch up to her and she started walking with him towards the building. "So. I cannot say how cool it is to have you of all people here in Gluttony. I don't know that much about you other than all of Hell going crazy over you and that you apparently have made a MAJOR presence in the Pride Ring. You are pretty much a celebrity in Hell. And I am honored that you would choose Gluttony as your place of visit as you came on a perfect night as we are preparing to get fucked up tonight!"
Vortex and Loona were still present outside of the mansion and stood away from the doors to avoid the crowd of Hellhounds going back inside.
"S-So...looks like the party is starting back up again," Loona said, which was kind of an obvious thing to say.
Vortex wasn't known to be a smartass so he didn't bother to make her feel dumb for saying it. "Yep. Bee does have a knack for getting the party up and going again whenever it's dying down. Now this was a bit of a unique situation compared to most but you get the point."
"Yeah. Oh shit, she's coming back with that guy. I think I'm gonna...slip back inside for now. Catch back up with you later?" Loona said while awkwardly doing finger guns.
Vortex chuckled and did the finger guns back to match her awkward energy. "Sure. Sounds good." He watched as Loona went inside with the crowd and stayed outside to wait for Bee to walk up. He didn't have to wait long as they came into hearing range. He could hear her chatting about her parties and the closer the man got, Vortex started to realize how big this guy was.
"Oh hey Vortex," Beelzebub said with a hand on her hip. "See our new guest that came to fuck shit up?"
Vortex looked at Doomguy. The two of them stood at about eye level, and Vortex almost felt like he could feel the hard stare he was getting. "Y-Yeah I do see that. Quite the human that's for sure with quite the armor he's got on. I don't think I've seen something like that before."
"He is quite the human. Here I thought Vortex was big but you? Whew! You are huge as well," Beelzebub said as a compliment.
Vortex and Doomguy had similar sizes when it came to their upper bodies. Both had massive arms, but Vortex was definitely missing the massive legs Doomguy carried...and also immeasurable strength, immense durability, infinite stamina, superhuman speed and a whole lot of other fun things.
"I will agree. You do have quite an impressive build. Must have quite the workout routine," Vortex said as he crossed his arms while giving Doomguy a compliment as well. "I really am curious where you got that armor from. Care to share?" They both stood by as Doomguy did nothing but stare at Vortex having no intention of sharing where the incredibly rare piece of armor comes from. "Um. Did he...even hear me? What's going on right now?" He asked as he was confused by the lack of response.
"Not sure. I feel like he's not much of a talker. I didn't hear him say much when I was talking with him. But you know what? Sometimes you just gotta break out of your comfort zone and one of my parties is the best fucking place to do that. So, how about we move this inside where the real fun shit is happening bitch!" Beezlebub suggested. Doomguy didn't have much say either or.
"Sure. Sounds great!" Vortex agreed.
"Hell yes. Now I don't know what kinda parties or wild shit you get up to, but this may be next fucking level bitch," Beelzebub said to Doomguy as the three of them proceeded inside.
Doomguy also completely doubts whatever goes on in this place is even remotely close to the things he's seen or done. To him, they all seem to live in an easy and pathetic afterlife. In a realm that's supposed to be perpetual torment, he wondered who really was being tormented. But then again, nobody in this entire realm would ever imagine the things he's gone through, they just thought he was just another human from their Earth. Until one specific group finally started to figure out some of the truth.
Hazbin Hotel
Everyone gathered around in the Hazbin Hotel currently was at a loss for words. The main reason for these losses was due to the fact they were all absorbing and processing all the information Charlie had shared with them about Doomguy. The information would finally shed a little light on who the large human, that had been staying with them for months, really was. Of course, this information wasn't even that much when you take how long the Slayer had been alive and how many battles and experiences he had been through. This is all they would ever be able to know without Doomguy sharing it himself. And good luck with that.
Husk felt like being the first one to speak as he felt like somebody had to. "So...I suppose those logs we heard months ago...are starting to make more sense. And it kinda seems like they both match up."
Angel shot up two of his arms while shaking his head trying to figure out something good to say. "I-I...I don't even know what the fuck to think about...all that! I mean...holy fuck. I thought I have gone through rough shit. Never in my life, or afterlife, did I expect to come across someone with THAT kinda past."
"Yesssss. I would have to agree. That seems...rough," Sir Pentious added. That seemed to be the best way he also could describe it.
"I...I...kind of feel bad for thinking he was nothing but an angry, murderous psychopath. I don't even know if I could blame him knowing what his life is like," Vaggie spoke feeling a little guilty.
"That life is fucking awful!" Angel blurted out. "I mean shit, what kind of life is that? He's just been fighting bloodthirsty monsters his whole life? Literal monsters? Like legit scary-ass demons you'd see in like movies or some shit. That is his whole life where it sounds like he never gets to have any kind of fun or happiness. I mean who fucking knows how much more we don't know about him?"
"Probably explains why he never does anything "fun." All he probably knows is just killing and more killing. I bet this kinda lifestyle is so unnatural for a guy like him. He probably fucking hates it," Husk spoke again giving his opinion.
"Most definitely," Alastor decided to add to the conversation with a twirl of his cane. "Why I'm sure socializing with the common folk is nothing that interests a man so full of rage that has dedicated his life to exterminating creatures that have wronged him."
"I would assume that issss why we see him standing still. He is probably so used to being in action and being on his guard that it hassss become a force of habit to a soldier such as himself," Pentious added.
Niffty then added something of her own. "Who would have guessed that bad boy had gone through all that."
Charlie had not said anything as she let the others share their thoughts about the information they had just heard. But now that they kind of put it out there, she felt like she could start to join back in. "When I heard that from my dad...I couldn't bear to think how much he had truly gone through. I would have to guess there is a lot more than just that. But I felt like you all should have heard this because he is a valued member of this hotel and someone I consider our friend. With you all knowing this, I would hope you all would be careful with this information. Now I think I can speak for everyone in saying that Doomguy seems to be someone who is...unaffected by most things." She wanted to add more to that until someone else started to chime back in.
"I could see why he is unaffected. When I was still living on Earth I always heard about how affected some of these soldiers would get from battle. How much they would suffer from PTSD. I got to believe he suffers from it bad where he is just drained of all emotion," Bricella wanted to be the one to chime in this time.
"Ain't that the truth sister," Angel spoke to make sure she knew he agreed.
"Yes. Unfortunately, I think that way too. But going back to my point, I am hoping that we take this into being a bit of a...sensitive topic with him. I would have to believe some parts of it are. If those demons from that world killed almost every human, I would have to guess he lost a lot of people he cared deeply about," Charlie added while she closed her hands together as she spoke.
"Oh geez, I didn't even think about it that way too. Just to make it more depressing," Angel said as he put a hand to his forehead and had to take a seat on one of the couches. "Earth gets invaded by terrible monsters that kill everything in their path including the man's family which makes him dedicate his life to revenge. Sounds like something out a movie."
"Charlie my dear, I must ask about this apparent source for this information. You said that the king got this information from a being from THAT world?" Alastor questioned.
"That's right," Charlie quickly answered as she figured Alastor was forming a sense of doubt. "It was like some spirit that he couldn't actually see. I have to believe my dad is telling the truth because there is no way he could have learned this information himself without someone telling him. Doomguy doesn't like to speak so he wouldn't have shared it."
"I can believe it," Bricella quickly voiced her opinion. "It seems like he's defining the impossible each day and everything about him should be impossible. Why not add a little more to it?"
"Should we...like...do something?" Pentious questioned.
"Do what?" Niffty asked as she was confused about what there was to be done.
"I don't know. Like, do something for him?" Sir Pentious decided to specify the question a little more.
"I don't know how much we can do for him. I've run into those who have gone through rough times, but never THAT rough," Vaggie gave her reply.
Charlie pondered for a moment on what they really COULD do for someone like him. "Well, I do agree on the comment Husk made about how he probably isn't used to this kinda...mellow lifestyle. Well, mellow compared to what he's used to."
"So then we should get him used to it," Angel quickly suggested.
"Angel we can't just force him to get used to living in a different way then he's used to. What's to say he won't just reject everything?" Vaggie replied while asking her own hypothetical.
"I'm not saying he will or he won't," Angel decided to answer Vaggie's question first. "But there's no way this is the life he's always lived. He's a human, he probably was just like everyone else. Who's to say that he didn't live like this before?"
"Well I'm afraid that's a hypothetical we just aren't gonna find out. Unless he suddenly feels like a heart-to-heart chat about his past," Husk pointed out, which was true at this point.
"Maybe one day he will speak like anyone else? The big guy has certainly been a help to us has he not? Why shouldn't we be a help to him?" Angel asked especially knowing he owes the Slayer multiple favors at this point.
"Maybe is a good way to describe it. But I think we shouldn't rush in with him," Charlie suggested. "I think the best course of action would be to try and just go about our lives as usual and try to ease him into life down here. As we try to ease him in we can certainly try to help him along the way."
"But he comes from a whole other world! Will he really stay here forever?" Bricella questioned.
"I don't know. I feel like he won't, but maybe he will!" Charlie changed her tone to more of an optimistic one. "For the time he is here, I think we should try to see what we can do for him. If he rejects it, then that's fine with me...well, I guess that's not completely true. Like Vaggie said, we can't force him into liking anything and I don't want to force him. But my goal with him, like all of you is to help. Now that I know more about him, I want to try and help him through the pain he carries. Like I would with any of you!"
"I ssssuppose this would be the place to do that wouldn't it?" Pentious stated that helping others was one of the main goals of the Hazbin Hotel.
That comment brought a small smile to Charlie's face. "Yes, yes it is!" She quickly replied. "Now whenever he comes back, I will hope that you all will keep this information in mind, but don't start pouring questions on him. Like I mentioned earlier, we don't know how much any of this means to him."
"I think we should throw him a party to show how much we care!" Niffty suggested.
"Okay Niffty that is an...idea. Let's just...put a pin in that idea for now as it umm..." Charlie spoke but was starting to struggle with what to say.
"Isn't appropriate," Vaggie finished her sentence for her. "You don't just hear about someone's trauma and then just throw them a party to make them feel better."
"Would work for me!" Niffty replied.
"Of course it would," Vaggie said to herself after she sighed.
"Look we will try to keep this shit to ourselves," Angel replied to just try to give Charlie some relief. But he quickly crossed to his next point. "Butttttttt. I do wanna do something for the big guy some time. He might need it but not know he needs it."
"The fuck you expect to do for him? Throw him a pity party?" Husk questioned.
"Minus the pity portion and a party is a great idea! We could have a BIG party with big balloons and streamers and...and...loud noise, and I could even show him the stories I have been writing," Niffty grinned after her wild number of suggestions.
"O-Ok. Niffty. A lot is being thrown around right there. But once again, I don't know if a party is the right idea or...not," Charlie clasped her hands together while keeping a smile on her face to try and keep Niffty's spirits up as she once again suggested the party idea.
"Well I could show him my stories. You are even in a few of them!" Niffty replied bringing up her story idea once again.
"I am?" Charlie questioned. She started to think that was kind of sweet that Niffty would write a story and put her in it.
"Yep. One of them you and Doomguy are in a harden conflict to fight for your love! There's even a long part where you two fu-" Niffty explained although she was cut off.
"Nope!" Vaggie exclaimed being the one who cut her off. "We are not doing that either." After quickly shooting down the fanfic idea, she brought it back to the party talk. "ONCE again...and this should be the last time I have to say this cause it should go without question, I DO not think a party is a good idea for someone who clearly has a LOT going on. And from what we now know, he has A LOT going on. A party could easily be something he has no business wanting."
"It could be. But, I would ssssay that if I was feeling down and someone threw a party for me, I would feel quite happy after that!" Pentious decided to give his own opinion.
"Maybe you would find joy in something like that. But do you think that some giant killing machine of a man who seems to know nothing OTHER than killing would become right as rain from a party?" Husk questioned to see how morally innocent Pentious's mind really was.
"No?" Pentious answered but answered in a way like he clearly wasn't 100% in that answer.
"Look, we will hold off on any ideas such as this for now. I think that from now on, we should try to maybe slowly integrate him into our daily lives. Perhaps interaction could be something that could help him open up more. Maybe he may start talking on the regular too. Can we all keep that in mind?" Charlie asked for confirmation from the group. She received several head nods and some verbal responses.
"Definitely," Bricella quickly answered.
"Sure. Maybe then I can finally get him to screw me," Angel replied as well but with a big-ass smile.
"Once again, thank you, Angel," Vaggie said incredibly sarcastically.
Back in Gluttony
The party in Gluttony had be roaring like usual since the guests had returned inside. It seemed like everyone was focused on having a good time except for one. Beezlebub always liked to gauge her partygoers to see how they were doing while feeding off the vibes they gave. But her sight was fixated on her main guest who currently was standing all alone at the edge of the balcony on the second floor. This didn't go unnoticed by Loona and Vortex who were standing nearby.
"Hey Bee. You okay? You seem a little...distracted?" Loona questioned as she noticed that Bee was not paying attention all that well and seemed a little focused elsewhere.
"There is...something. You remember that one time you came and your...dad...had that...issue. I mentioned how I can get a taste of the vibes of those at my party?" Beelzebub asked just to make sure she remembered and that they were on the same page.
"Yeah I remember that," Loona answered. She then thought about why she may be asking this question. "I'm guessing you are getting another one of those...bad vibes?"
"Good guess bitch," Bee replied but used 'bitch' in a good way.
"Oh boy. Who is giving off the bad vibe this time?" Loona asked while looking around for another that looked like they were in a bad place.
"It's the human," Bee answered as she pointed a thumb at the Slayer who was standing by his lonesome on the second-floor balcony.
"Oh. Probably should have assumed that," Loona felt a little dumb for not figuring that out as the man seems to not give off a very 'happy' vibe.
"Kind of makes sense," Vortex answered as well. He folded his arms before talking again. "He does seem like a...angry dude?"
"Very angry," Loona agreed thinking about the last time she had encountered him at the Hazbin Hotel.
"Look there is nothing wrong with someone being angry. Everybody has been angry at one point in time. But the vibes, the taste, the feel is just...something I've never experienced before. It's like the worst taste I've had at one of my parties but like...5 times worse. That's...concerning," Bee replied with a very concerned look on her face.
"Well...It doesn't look like he's done anything that...self-destructive?" Vortex added as the Slayer hadn't done much at while the party was going on.
"I guess. But, this is still a bit unnatural. I think I'm going to go talk with him," Beelzebub announced.
"Is that a good idea?" Loona questioned thinking that it was best to leave him the hell alone.
"I want everyone at my parties to have a great time getting fucked up and getting wild. When someone isn't, to a point of him, that's concerning," Beelzebub replied. Her mind was made up and she flew up to the balcony on the second floor and landed about ten feet away from Doomguy. Doomguy was so lost in thought that he didn't even notice her land next to him. He noticed her when she began to speak to him. "Hey there." She spoke and then started to think about how she wanted to go from there. "Are you doing okay? I don't wanna crash any kind of vibe or tell anyone how to party but...you haven't been doing much of that. And I have the ability to taste the overall vibe of everyone here, including you. And yours is...quite bad. Now I know that sometimes, people do try to get so fucked up to forget any kind of problems or have shit they are working through. With what I'm getting from you...it seems like you are working through something alright. I don't think you talk very much, which isn't my business, you do your own thing. But sometimes...maybe what's bottled inside can't really come out as a result of that. You know...if you did wanna...talk about what's giving you this vibe you got going on...I'm open to help. I wanna make sure everyone at my parties are having the best time."
Doomguy looked away from her and looked down towards his feet. It felt like in that moment, his life from once the demons invaded for the first time until now just sped through his mind like a movie recap going at 100x speed. He clenched both of his fists in anger for a few seconds.
Beelzebub noticed that reaction and her suspicions of this man having a lot bottled up inside were looking to be true. A sad look came to her face. She started to open her mouth to say something else until a very loud voice filled the mansion.
"MOVE OUT THE WAY CUNTS! The man himself if coming through!" This booming voice that could be heard throughout the room came from another one of the sins. The sin of Greed, Mammon. He was followed by a collection of robots and stood confidently with hands on his hips. The attention of the party went to Mammon for a few reasons. One was his overall status in Hell of being the embodiment of a sin and of course how big his entrance was.
"Fucking Mammon? Didn't think I'd see him at one of my parties," Beelzebub said. She then looked at the Slayer who was currently staring at Mammon. "Well I gotta see what brought him here. I got a feeling it wasn't to party." She then flew down near where Mammon was standing.
"Ah, there she is. Mrs. Queen Bee," Mammon spoke once he caught sight of her.
"Fucking Mammon. I can't remember the last time you step foot here bitch. What brings you here? I doubt you are here to party. Unless Greed was boring you out of your mind?" Beezlebub joked.
"Naw no shit like that. You see I need a little favor from you mate," Mammon shook his hand and head in front of him to help deny the fact he was not here to party.
Beelzebub raised an eyebrow. Mammon never came to her ring, and the fact he came asking a favor was odd. "A favor? Well, those don't come up often. What kind of favor are we talking about here?"
Mammon had a small grin come to his face. "Oh nothing major really. You see, I need some of that juice you got. What is it like...Bee Juice or some shit? Real creative name by the way. And when I saw some, I need like...a lot of it."
"A lot? Well shit Mam, usually I don't get requests for my shit. I typically find myself asking others for fun shit. What you need it for anyways?" Beezlebub questioned but she was kind of into the idea of giving her juice to Mammon as she always loved party-type things.
"Well, I'm having a big event down in Greed in a few weeks. You see, I need my new star! My new bright and shiny baby boy, or girl. Ever since my last star fucking quit on me like the cunt he is, I need someone new who will bring in lots of FUCKING money. Also speaking of money," Mammon said as he reached behind his back. He grabbed a bag of money that had the cartoonish dollar sign on it and tossed it to Beezlebub who caught the money in her arms. "I am prepared to pay for it, as much as that pains me to do." He then leaned in real close to Beezlebub and spoke quietly. "Plus, I know how this shit can fuck people up, so between you and me, I'm kinda hoping someone gets so fucked up they can't help but agree."
"Well that's kinda fucked," Beelzebub replied. But she couldn't be sure if he was gonna do that or not. And she didn't wanna deny anyone the chance to get fucked up. Plus she got paid for it, which she wasn't even expecting. "Alright, I have some of it stored in jugs that you can have. But this is my personal supply so don't think you're getting it all."
"Eh, the imps in Greed are fucking idiots and they are pretty fucking small, I doubt it takes much to put them over the edge," Mammon said with a grin. His robot servants came to his side. "You can show the gals where your little stash is and they can bring it back with them."
Beelzebub shrugged her shoulders. "Alright," was all she said as she made her way through the crowd back to her private quarters where many weren't allowed to go.
While Mammon was left on all his own, the attention of some of the hounds at the party turned to him. "Holy shit Mammon? Are you here to party too?" One of them shouted out with a drink in his hand.
A smirk came to Mammon's face. "No, no, I ain't here for this shit. I just need a little favor from your precious host is all."
"You should really stick around for the party. It's fucking wild in here!" A different hound spoke that time.
"I am far too busy to stick around for one of these...things. I got to get ready for my BIG fucking event down in Greed. Will be way more exciting than this shit," Mammon replied as he crossed his arms to show that he was not impressed with this event.
"Wait, do you got a party you're planning?" One of the hounds asked.
"A big fucking competition is what I'm planning. I'm looking for the next biggest thing in Hell in a few weeks. I don't give a shit who tries out or who comes. If you think you got what it takes," Mammon clarified.
"Woah! What do you get if you win?" One of the hounds questioned and was clearly interested.
"A lot of fun shit mate. Fame, recognition, money, and a whole lot of other fun shit," Mammon answered.
"Well I fun shit. We may have to go bro!" One of the hounds said to his friend standing next to him.
Mammon began to think to himself while putting on a fake smile. "Look at all these pathetic fucks. "Whole bunch of hounds and Imps who all look as boring as a conversation after sex with someone you don't know and do not want to know. Just boring, boring, boring, boring, and even more boring. No wonder why they spend their time here instead of Greed." Mammon's eyes just did a double take as his scan of the room spotted something. "Grab the phone and fucking hold it mate. Who the fuck is that guy? He's big, he stands out, and I don't know what the fuck he's got on but it looks unique. Very unique. I might see something in the making. Something that can make me loads of fucking dough." After he stopped thinking to himself, a very large and sinister smile reached his face as he saw the next big thing. He then began to speak back out loud again. "Yes, I know it sounds fucking rad. Now you little hounds talk amongst yourselves and do...whatever. I got something I gotta attend too."
The Slayer, still standing up at the top, was hit with a cloud of green smoke that was followed by a charge of green lightning with an audible cash register sound effect. He turned to his left after the smoke cleared to see a large demon. And he was large indeed.
"Fucking howdy mate. Ain't you the unusual character?" Mammon spoke to this unknown man. As the man turned his attention toward him, he began to examine his attire. "Well...don't think I've ever seen that kind of get up before. The hell are you trying to dress up as? Some type of futuristic robot?" He placed a hand on his chin as he leaned in close to examine this so-called costume. "Seems like you went a bit far with this. I would almost say that it looks like more than just plastic." He leaned back away from the man and began waiting for him to say anything back to him. Mammon became confused when nothing was being said. "Um. You deaf mate? Cause why the fuck ya ain't saying nothing? Don't you know who I am? Most demons react with a lot more...energy when I approach them. I'm not gonna lie, not really getting that from you and that's a bit fucking strange don't ya think?"
"Oh I see you found your way up to him," Beelzebub spoke as she walked up behind the both of them clearly showing she was done directing Mammon's servants.
Mammon became more confused about why this man was referred to that way. "The fuck is that suppose to mean? You trying to say that I should know this guy?"
"Uh yeah? He's the human? The guy that has been the big talk up in the Pride Ring? The guy that most of Hell seems to be talking about?" Beezlebub questioned trying to give him things to jog his mind.
"Hmmm," Mammon thought out loud. "Nope. Never heard of him. Frankly, I don't give much of a shit what goes on in the Pride Ring since it's full of sinners who can never make me much cash since they can't come down to Greed! But clearly, this big cunt can. But...like...how exactly?"
"Don't look at me for an answer. I don't understand either, so I'm just fucking rolling with it bitch," Beelzebub answered.
Mammon then looked back to Doomguy. "So you are some big shot in Hell too? Well, that sounds like a perfect time for me to drop a proposition to you if you are interested?" Mammon showed him a big smile. But that smile slowly started to fade when he got no answer. "Okay, why is Mr. Big Shot over here just ignoring me? It's starting to get fucking annoying."
"I don't know if he's exactly ignoring you. I don't think he says anything. I haven't heard anything from him yet," Beelzebub shrugged seeming like she didn't find it annoying.
"Doesn't say anything? How the fuck does that work?" Mammon questioned. He then didn't bother with that question and came up with another. "Does he even hear what the fuck I'm saying?"
"Well, I gotta fucking believe so. He's got ears after all," Beelzebub replied with a grin that basically conveyed that Mammon's asked a dumb question.
Mammon found all of this to be pretty stupid. A guy who didn't speak, but had a very high status in Hell who dressed in a very odd way. But he then started to think about something. That sounded like a perfect candidate to be his next icon. A very unique character that demons would eat up. Mammon turned his attention back to the man to start spitting his proposition. "You know I think we could make this work out. If you do have popularity in Hell, then you could rise to even more fame in no time! Look here big guy. I am in the need of my next NEW big fuckin clown star. And when I look at you? Well fuck! That is all I see! I see money, merchandise, fame, the whole FUCKING package. I mean shit! According to Bee, you have already got the fame as it seems like all these worthless, no-good pricks all over Hell wanna see you. Fame is a great thing to have but doing that shit for fucking free? Give me a fucking break! You should be making money off YOUR likeness. You can make the both of us fucking rich," Mammon explained. He then put an arm around the Slayer's shoulders while he spoke. "Now I don't know how much you REALLY know about clowning, but don't you fucking worry yourself. I feel like you're a quick learner. You'll pick it up in no time."
"I'm gonna go out on a limb here and guess that...clowning would not be his cup of tea?" Beezlebub commented that while she didn't know any personal stuff about Doomguy, the whole silence and angry vibe did not speak clown to her.
"Clowning can be anyone's cup of fucking tea. It's a magical art. And you don't even have to be a 'great' clown because you my friend are eye candy as it is!" Mammon then removed his arm from around the Slayer's shoulder. You got the size, a little too much size for my liking, but you do have these massive arms." He then grabbed ahold of the Slayer's bicep to illustrate his point, but the Slayer jerked his arm away as he was already getting annoyed of how much he was being touched. "Oi, did you just brush me off? While I was giving YOU a compliment. I don't know if you fucking realize but I am giving you a once-in-a-lifetime chance here. You know how many worthless bitches in Greed would kill for this chance and I-" Mammon stopped as the Slayer marched closer to him and proceeded to stop about a foot away from him and stared right into his eyes. Mammon and the Slayer stood about the same height so they were completely eye-to-eye. "Oi cunt, can you like...take a few steps back?" Mammon was expecting him to do so but he didn't. He then saw the man's skull-piercing death stare through his helmet, and most of the time someone sending him a mean stare wouldn't have him give a shit, but it seemed like this one was just different than most. "W-W-What is going on right now...w-why are you looking at me like that? Uh...Bee...you mind getting your fucking guest to stop staring at me? This is fucking creepy."
"Um...no. I think you can handle this one as I am not the one who seemed to make him mad. Perhaps he didn't like you touching him?" Beelzebub replied while she examined her nails.
Mammon looked back at the Slayer who was still giving him the hard stare. "Oh. Don't like being touched huh? You like a germaphobe or something? Well, whatever then. So, back to my proposal, I will say it again, I am giving you a once-in-a-lifetime chance to be fucking bigger than you already are! I mean sure, yer pretty popular now, but what if you got even more popular? Instead of being another popular cunt here in Hell, you could be at the rank of Hell's most popular where every little demon would know your face and image. I mean not bigger than me, but still pretty fucking big. You get what I'm saying?" He placed a hand on the Slayer's shoulder clearly forgetting about what just happened. He quickly remembered when the Slayer's head turned to stare at his hand. Mammon took his hand right off after that.
Beelzebub had a smile on her face and did her best to hold back a laugh as she thought it was a little comical how quickly Mammon moved his hand away.
Mammon took another look around the room and saw that a lot of the demons in the party were watching them as two sins and Doomguy were literally in the same place at the same time. "Look mate, you seem undecided. You know, that's not a big deal," Mammon then leaned in close and whispered. "Between you and me mate, I don't really wanna spend much more time around these pathetic shits," He then leaned back and spoke in a normal voice again. "So, why don't you just do me a favor and think about it? And if you come to your senses and make the right decision, you can mosey on down to Greed and come find me. Clearly, you can go to other rings since ya here after all. Now don't take too long to decide, I'll be looking for talent all the time, so your door might close. Tick tock mate." That was the last thing Mammon said to Doomguy before he disappeared in another small green explosion. Doomguy heard him speak one more time from outside. "COME ON LADIES, WE ARE OUT OF HERE." That was directed at the robots that came with him. He was directing them back to the vehicle they came in and also the car that held the large cases of juice.
"Well, that's Mam alright. Clearly, he has an interest in you," Beelzebub said once the Slayer turned his attention back to her. "To be honest? That is probably not the last time you are going to see him."
(So I have a question for you all. I made a poll on my Twitter and wanted to know the rest of y'alls opinions. I am debating on whether I want to keep this story with little Doom Universe elements like just Doomguy and The Father or if I should include the rest of the Doom universe in this story. I feel like a lot of the stories that do this crossover, that actually get completed or go for a decent amount of chapters, usually always bring this element into play. I did that in my first story but now I am questioning if I should do it again. Thoughts?
Also if you are wondering why Loona was talking about a physical conflict between I.M.P. and Doomguy, that is because I went back to chapter 31 and rewrote the scene between Doomguy and them to a small fight scene as I didn't like how I did it the first time. So if you read that, it will make sense.)