A Total Drama Story, Hazbin Hotel Crossover Story
Demon's Daughter: Love Across the Divide
Chapter 19
Scrambled Eggs Pt. 2
~Gwen's POV~
Alastor and I strolled down the street, heading to the location of his crucial business meeting. The Egg Boiz trailed behind us, incessantly chattering with compliments and questions that became increasingly irritating.
"Oh boy! What's the plan boss? Love that suit! What are your antlers for? Can I touch your staff? Are those ears or your hair on your head? I can't tell! Ms. Blue, why do you wear blue? How are you so pretty? Can I touch your hair? Were you born with blue hair, or did you do something to it?"
Looking over at Alastor his eye was twitching. Clearly, he was just as annoyed as I was with the eggs. How the hell did Pentious deal with these chatterbox morons is beyond me. I'm starting to think their off switch is busted. If there is a god, do something now before I ripe my ears off. Just then, as if my prayers were answered, out of the shadows appeared the Overlord, Zestial in front of us.
"Hark, Alastor and the princess. How fare thee this day?"
This took Alastor and me by surprise. I could tell because of the radio static sound I heard coming from where Alastor stood. Didn't think the Radio demon got scared of anyone, but I get to witness this moment in person.
"Who's that boss? Want me to rough him up for you?"
"Follow in silence if you value your shell." Alastor tapped the Egg Boi's shell with his cane then turned back to Zestial. "Greetings, Zestial!"
Being respectable, I bowed before Zestial. "Good afternoon, Lord Zestial." When I lifted my head up, I saw a demon come out of an alleyway. Only to take off running back once he saw Zestial.
An explanation seems necessary. Zestial is renowned as the most ancient overlord to ever wander through Hell. His notoriety as a formidable, dread-inspiring, and mighty overlord is acknowledged by all who behold him. While I've never seen him use his powers, I'm not someone who's dumb enough to push him to his limits.
"Ah, the weather, doth become this fine day."
Alastor and I returned to our stroll with Zestial joining us. Along the way, I noticed several demons scurry in fear at the sight of Zestial.
"Indeed, looks like we might have some acid rain this afternoon!"
One demon poured gasoline on himself before setting himself on fire. Not sure if that was necessary. Considering Zestial seems more interested in his conversation with Alastor.
"If our luck doth hold. I do revel in the screams. How art thou? It has been an age since thou hath graced us thy presence. Some hath spun wild tales of you falling to...holy arms."
Alastor stopped to adjust his bow tie in the reflection of a window. He laughed when Zestial spoke the words holy arms. "Oh, I just took a well-earned sabbatical, nothing serious. Though it's fun to keep everyone on their toes!" He laughed again. Sound effects coming from his microphone.
I quirked an eyebrow at him, uncertain whether he was serious or just spinning tales to shake Zestial off his trail.
Zestial chuckled in amusement to Alastor's words. "There too hath been rumor of thy involvement with the other princess and her recent flight of fancy. Tell me. (cloak flares open briefly) how does thou fall in such folly?"
"Just a moment, please. My sister is attempting to effect change in Hell. Alastor's actions are his own concern. I believe there's no necessity for inquiries on the matter." Speaking up may not have been wise, but I wanted to prevent any misconceptions by Zestial.
"Now, now Gwendalyn, no need to get emotional my dear. (spins his cane) What I do with Charlie is for me to know, but please, do guess, I'd love to know the theories." Alastor spoke up, continuing his walk with me besides him.
I heard Zestial chuckle as he followed in tow. "T'would be grander folly by far to assume the workings of your mind, Alastor. Thou hath been naught but an enigma since thy manifested in this realm."
"Coming from someone as ancient as you, I take that as quite the compliment!"
I'm not fully informed about the dynamics of their relationship, but it seems they maintain a positive rapport. Eventually, the three of us, and the egg boiz walked into an alleyway with a row of lifts attached to the wall on the left side. As we stepped into an elevator, the egg boiz were about to follow when Alastor stopped them with his cane.
"No, no. I have a very important task for you. Stay here and guard the front until we return."
"Yeah, just stay here and be careful." I threw out.
The egg boiz salute and the lift begins its ascent.
~Quick Normal POV~
"Oh look. Frank is up there." One of the Egg boiz points to the lift, where one Egg boiz succeeded in sneaking on board.
"We have names?"
Who knew?
~Gwen's POV Again~
The elevator ascended to the building's top floor, its doors sliding open for the four individuals who stepped into a hallway lined with other elevators. As they emerged, so did other overlords from adjacent lifts. They entered a spacious room where a lengthy table flanked by chairs awaited them. Incidentally, I mentioned there were four of us. Indeed, I noticed one of the 'egg boys' had tagged along, but as long as he remained silent and avoided mischief, Alastor would have no reason to 'scramble' him. I settled into my seat beside Alastor, with an empty seat to my left. Just as I got comfortable, a voice accompanied by footsteps approached. It was Lady Carmilla with her daughters, Odette and Clara, flanking her on one side as she stood center stage.
"Welcome, Hell sovereign overlords. I've invited you all here because you represent the controlling powers of our city. Together, you own millions of souls. Souls that are at risk with the new Extermination schedule. (Pounds her fist on the table) We need to discuss what can be done to minimize the impact to our interest."
This surprised me, I had no idea Carmilla was concerned about the upcoming Extermination, nor any of the other overlords. Then again, I never thought much about the overlords being concerned. Guess they would be concerned with the extermination if it means losing things they value, or whatever. Still, glad they're going to discuss ways to handle what's to come. I am now genuinely pleased that Alastor invited me to join him.
Lord Zestial took a seat besides where Carmilla stood at the front of the table. Odette and Clara took their seats in an empty chair on each side of the table. Clara on the right and Odette on the left.
"Zestial, so good to see you, my friend." Carmilla smiled warmly at Zestial. Who summoned a saucer and a teacup with hot tea in it.
"Enchanted as always, Carmilla." He replied with a head bow.
Carmilla turned her head towards me and Alastor.
"Alastor and the princess?"
"Yes, I know I've been absent for some time now, but I assure you I'm back to stay. I'm also sure you've been wondering where I disappeared to, and why the young princess is with me." Alastor spoke.
"Not so much with you Alastor." Carmilla flat out replied making Alastor narrow his eyes. Looking slightly offended at Carmilla.
Carmilla on the other hand looked at Gwen. "Why are you here Gwendalyn?"
"I asked her to come with me. She's my plus one if you'd like to call it that." Alastor spoke up.
"I was talking to Gwendalyn. Why are you here at the overlord meeting?"
I doubted that revealing my deal with Alastor would lead to anything positive, and deceiving Carmilla also concluded poorly. Perhaps I could attempt a blend of honesty and deception. It might work if I can keep my composure.
"My sister's busy with a group exercise at the hotel, and I wasn't interested. So, I agreed to accompany Alastor out for the day. I didn't know we'd end up at an overlord meeting. I just wanted to get out and, I promised to watch over some mischievous egg demons from being scrambled."
Ridiculous as it sounded it was the truth. Not the whole truth but the truth. Carmilla rubbed her chin while she listened to me. Probably determining whether to believe my words or scold me.
"Alright, I will permit it this time, but remember, whatever you hear and see today must not leave this room, agreed?"
"Agreed."
"Good, we'll begin the meeting." She turns her attention to behind her where a slide began projecting images. "This year's Extermination was brutal, far more even than years past. We have assessed that about sixteen percent of the population was lost. With the angelic legions now returning twice as quickly, I think it prudent we-"
Carmilla was suddenly cut off by the doors being slammed open by Velvette. Who was talking on the phone as she strolled right in.
"Yes, I've got it handled Vox. Are you doubting me? Really? Me? That's what I thought. (laughs) Yes, I know. They're all a joke. (laughs) Thank you, V. See you soon. Kisses, darling." She hung up her phone, putting it in her pocket before taking a seat in the chair opposite end where Carmilla stood.
"Nice of you to join us, Velvette. Will your... colleagues be joining?" Carmilla didn't sound pleased or interested when she spoke.
"No, they have better shit to do than to listen to an old windbag who thinks she's tough shit. I'm here to represent the Vee's." She makes herself comfortable in the chair. Her eyes wander from Carmilla over to me. "Oh, lookie here, the littlest princess decided to show up at the meeting."
I let out a heavy sigh, "Hello Velvette..."
Allow me to be perfectly frank for a moment. I am fully aware of who the Vees are, and they are three of the most despicable, cruel, cold hearted, and hated overlords in Hell. At least that's my opinion on them, and I'm sure plenty of other demons and sinners think the same way I do. The point is, the Vee's are horrible people with twisted personalities, and Velvette is no excuse. She's got an attitude similar to a spoiled rotten teenage brat, or Heather if I really think about it.
"So, daddy let you out of the castle to play, or perhaps you wanted to see how the overlords work." Velvette taunted.
"Leave her be Velvette. The reason behind the princess' visit isn't any of your business." Carmilla spoke up. "Now, back to the matter of discussion-"
"Oh! One thing before you start boring us to death!" Velvette perked up.
"Yes?"
"On the subject of discussion..."
Velvette pulled out the head of an exorcist and threw in onto the table. All eyes were on the bleeding head.
"Holy shit!" Zeezi cried out.
"Oh! Tasty...," said Alastor.
"Oh my god..." I muttered in shock.
This can't be real, am I seeing things? An exorcist is dead, and its head is laying out in front of us. How, how is that possible? An exorcist can be killed. They can die just as a demon or sinner can with the right weapons in hand.
" Where did you get this?" Came Carmilla's voice.
"We found it during Extermination Day. If these Holy Rollers can be killed, the game has changed. (Velvette gets on top of the table) We can take the fight to them. The boys and I have come up with a full assault plan."
Before she could continue, the sound of loud slurping caught everyone's attention. Zestial was purposely slurping his tea loudly to drown out Velvette's talk about the exorcists. I'm grateful that he did. Velvette is talking crazy if she thinks we stand a chance against Heaven's exorcists.
"If it be true thee and thy colleagues desire to war with such meagre proof, thou art far more... foolish than I be thought." Zestial spoke up.
Velvette scoffed and rolled her eyes, "Meagre proof? It's a dead fucking exorcist. I'd say that's pretty fucking definitive. Are you going blind, old man?"
"Hey, leave him alone!" This time I spoke up. Against my better judgement, I stood up and talked back to Velvette. "He makes a good point. There's no proof of how this exorcist was killed or if it was by a demon. You can't just talk about an assault on Heaven without further discussion."
"Please, there's nothing to discuss. That exorcist is dead, case closed." Said Velvette.
"We know not how this perished. The princess speaks the truth. Mayhaps t'was not by a demon's hand at all. If we rush to war without knowing mightn't, they purge all of Hell for daring an uprising?" Zestial spoke.
I observed the other overlords nodding in agreement as Velvette appeared angered. However, her gaze then shifted to Carmilla. She remained silent for a moment, seemingly contemplating, and then a smile emerged.
"Oh, I get it. So, Grandpa is too pussy to fight, so I guess there's no point, right? (gets right up in Zestial's face) Oh, what's the matter, fossil? Too senile to make a real power grab for-"
Velvette was suddenly cut off when Carmilla got right up in her face.
Carmilla will be Italic, Velvette will be Bold, and Zestial will be both.
[CARMILLA CARMINE]
You better show some respect!
Check your behavior, no one speaks to Zestial that way!
Did you expect us to sit back and take your
Insolent, brazen display?
[VELVETTE]
Haha, you've got it twisted
I'm not the one who needs a new attitude
Maybe you missed it, but I'm that hashtag-bitch
And I will do nothing less than what I please (Woo!)
I'm the backbone of the Vees
Mad that I acted respectless?
Well, it's 'cause no one could respect this
[VELVETTE]
Sorry group attendin'
Since when are ovеrlords too scared to fight?
You're long past trendin'
Sorry baе, but I ain't swipin' right
You lost your relevance
[ZESTIAL]
We can't act without more intelligence
[VELVETTE]
Ugh, no wonder I'm so respectless
I could eat you lot for breakfast
[CARMILLA CARMINE]
You and the Vees are inane and uninformed
Smug wannabes, who don't heed when you've been warned
[VELVETTE]
Oops! Did I strike a nerve?
'Cause when I brought out the angel's head
Couldn't help but observe
That your wrinkled face was turning red
And why are you avoidin' war?
That's what the guns you sell are for
Thanks to my being respectless
One thing I'm startin' to suspect is
You know why this angel's headless
Do you have a disclosure?
[CARMILLA CARMINE]
This meeting's over!
Both Carmilla and Velvette glared at each other. Everyone else just stared at them until Alastor decided to break the silence.
"That was a productive meeting!"
"That's one way to describe it." I replied.
"Hm. Fine. Safe travels back to the nursing home, fuckers! Kiss my arse!" Velvette got off the table and left the room.
"(scoffs) What the hell? We literally just got here!" Zeezi spoke up.
"Mother?" I heard Odette speak.
Everyone was permitted to depart except for Carmilla, Odette, Clara, and Zestial. They remained behind for reasons unknown. I pondered whether it was related to Velvette's remarks concerning an assault on Heaven. Who could really say, but here's what I knew, if a war raged between Heaven and Hell, nobody would come out victorious.
"Hmm, that's interesting." Alastor said to no one in particular. "Gwendalyn, why don't you go on ahead. There's something I need to take care of first."
Okay, that's suspicious, but I've had enough of today, so I obliged and headed down the lift.
~Normal POV~
With Gwen absent, Alastor turned his attention to Frank. Who had been hiding in plain sight from everyone all throughout the meeting.
"You, little egg creature. (Pointing with his cane) I have a job for you." Alastor spoke to Frank.
"Oh, yes boss!"
"Follow them!"
Frank salutes and dashes to catch up with Carmilla and Zestial.
~Meanwhile~
Back with Charlie and the others. Angel had mentioned taken them to a place where they could learn to build trust, and what better place to learn then a BDSM sex dungeon. The sounds of slapping and moaning could be heard in the background. Angel looked rather satisfied with himself. While Charlie looked incredibly shocked and Vaggie looked furious.
"Angel, what the actual fuck?!" Vaggie cried out.
"No activity requires more trust than BDSM, baby. No bond is stronger than those formed through bondage. It's their motto." Angel told her, pointing to a poster that actual said the same words he spoke.
"Angel, love the enthusiasm, but um, uh... well, uh..." Charlie was at a loss for words.
"What makes you think anyone would be into this?" Questioned Vaggie.
The sound of purring came to attention. Husk was laying on the ground getting a massage.
"You know, I... I don't hate this." Husk chuckled.
Nifty came out wearing a leather dominance outfit, holding a whip.
"I'm ready to punish some bad boys! (giggles)"
Husk took one look at Nifty and his mood did a one eighty.
"Never mind, I'm out!" Husk stood up and walked away. Making the person on his back giving the massage fall off.
Charlie was focused on her friends that she didn't notice a snake demon come up from behind and start giving her a massage. Followed by a small group of demons approaching Charlie. Rubbing themselves in sexual ways against her body.
"Okay, uh, hello there. Hi. Um. Uh... hm..."
Thankfully, Vaggie pulled Charlie away before things got anymore awkward.
"Ugh! I can't fucking believe I let you drag us here, Angel. This is disgusting! (sighs) I'm actually glad Gwen left with Alastor instead of staying with us." Vaggie rubbed her templets.
"Vaggie, I know you want to do this by yourself, but you know, maybe I can just hel-" Charlie was cut off.
"No, I told you, you could trust me. I'm not going to let you down." Vaggie reassured Charlie, stepping away from her. "I just need to teach them the way I was taught..."
That was when a brilliant trust exercise plan came to Vaggie.
The group quickly found themselves atop a rooftop, encircled by partially demolished buildings. Their journey took a drastic turn for the worse, plunging them into a live battlefield, a turf war with guns blazing, demons shrieking, and explosions thundering in the distance.
"THIS IS HOW YOU LEARNED TO TRUST PEOPLE?!" Charlie asked Vaggie, shouting over the other demons.
Down below on the ground, there were demons who were taking advantage of the carnage or trying to get away from it. Whether it was running and screaming or using weapons. Either way, it was your typical day in Hell.
"There is nothing stronger than the trust between comrades and arms. Buckle up, buttercups, because today you boys become men!"
An explosion goes off in the background, sending shockwaves that sway Vaggie's hair as she gives a satisfying smile. She advances towards Pentious.
"You! (picks him up like no big deal)
"Wait, wait!" Pentious plead. "I can't fight without my minions!"
"Are going to survive!" Vaggie throws Pentious off the building before turning to Angel.
"D-Don't you even think about it..."
It was too late, Vaggie picked up and threw Angel off the roof.
"Are going to make this hotel work!"
Being the crazy psycho she was, Nifty bounced in excitement near Vaggie with her arms in the air. Wanting to be thrown off the building. Vaggie was just about to do it when Charlie grabbed Nifty away. As for Husker, he quietly exited through the door. Clearly not wanting any part of this.
"Vaggie no!"
"This is the only way they'll learn, Charlie. It has to be done."
"No, it's not. (puts Nifty down) There are other ways. It just takes time."
As Charlie tried to plead her case with Vaggie, Nifty decided to go ahead and throw herself off the building. Joining the boys who were running and fighting against hordes of demons on the ground.
"Time is something we don't have! How many Exterminations will have gone by before these idiots get their shit together? How many times will we have to watch your people be killed before we make headway?" Just talking about the subject was unsettling for Vaggie. Who turned away from Charlie.
"Vaggie..."
"I took charge today and it all went sideways. I'm supposed to make your dreams become a reality. I'm supposed to protect you. (turns and takes Charlie by the shoulders) I'm supposed to never fail you. (Let's go and walks to the edge of the rooftop.)"
"You didn't fail me. Vaggie, you're not-You're not-"
"If I can't help you, what's the point of me?"
"(gasps) Vaggie! Don't say that! You do so much! It's-"
"I'm sorry... I-I'd like to be alone for a minute."
Realizing there was nothing more she could do, Charlie headed for the door. At that moment, an exhausted Angel appeared, clutching a battered yet unbroken Sir Pentious.
"Made it!"
"Let's go home, guys."
"Ugh! I just walked up all those stairs!"
As soon as the door shut, Vaggie was all alone on the rooftop.
~Back with the Overlords~
Frank, one of the egg boys, had successfully sneaked into the room where Carmilla, Zestial, Clara, and Odette were present. Odette and Clara were seated in chairs facing the desk that Carmilla was stationed behind. Zestial stood to the side, casting a worried glance at Carmilla. Meanwhile, Frank concealed himself behind a potted plant. Carmilla poured herself a drink, but ended up downing the bottle instead.
"Carmilla, what troubles thou? Losing thy composure is unlike thee."
"(sighs) It's nothing, Zestial, really."
"The felled angel... t'was by thy hand, was it not?"
"Let's not talk about it."
"Mom... maybe they should know." Clara pipped in.
"Nobody should know. I did what I had to do. I am not discussing this."
Zestial approached Carmilla, placing a hand on her shoulder.
Zestial will be Italic and Bold, Carmilla will be Bold, and Vaggie will be Italic.
[ZESTIAL]
What weighs on your soul, old friend?
I implore you to share the load
If it was thou who slew the angel
Why not let your strength be known?
[CARMILLA CARMINE]
I always thought that I would keep blood off my face
But when that thing attacked, I had to act
To cross that line and keep them safe
But if anyone knew, then all of Hell would rise to war
And who's to say who'd survive the fray?
I might lose the ones that I was killing for
So, I... I'll be your keeper
Do whatever it takes, I'll make the mistakes
I'll keep you safe and keep this secret
[VAGGIE]
When I saw your face
You made me feel like a stranger in a brand-new place
And it felt so good to be understood
But there's so much I wished that I could say
So, I... I'll be your armor
Do whatever it takes, I'll make the mistakes
I'll spend my life being your partner
[CARMILLA CARMINE]
And I don't know what we might face
But I know I can't replace you
So, I'll do anything to save you
[VAGGIE]
And I will try to make your dreams come true
[CARMILLA CARMINE, VAGGIE, BOTH]
Whatever we go through
I know I... I'll be your keeper
I'll be your armor
Whatever it takes, I'll make the mistakes
I'll make the mistakes
Whatever it takes
Frank made his escape from the room quietly and swiftly, only to run into Alastor, who had been waiting for him.
"So, what did you hear?" Asked Alastor.
"Well first, the old guy and the pretty lady was all, 'You're not yourself.' Then the old guy was like, 'You're the one who killed the angel,' a-a-and she was al-"
"What was that last theng?"
"She killed the angel?"
"Interesting. Let's keep this between us. (makes an evil grin that statics the background for a brief moment) Shall we?
~Back Outside with the Egg Boiz and Gwen~
With Alastor remaining inside, Gwen found herself accompanied by the Egg Boiz. The trio of eggs rummaged through a dumpster, searching for weapons and parts that might be of use.
"Ohhhh,. this one smells like fun! (laughs) I love garbage." One of the Egg's said loud.
Gwen, standing a few feet from the dumpster, rolled her eyes as she watched the Egg Boiz. Babysitting them was bad enough but observing their dumpster diving antics and hearing them express their affection for trash was revolting. She hoped Alastor would return so they could leave, and she made a mental note to never make a deal with him again. Unless she wanted to get stuck doing this or worse in the future.
Thankfully, Alastor and Frank returned from the lift. Gwen couldn't have been happier seeing Alastor, for once.
"All set Alastor?"
"Yes darling, we can go now."
End of this part of the chapter
The next one will be the last part with a possible flashback moment
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