A Total Drama and Hazbin Hotel Crossover Story
Chains of Fire: A Teen's Heroic Quest through Hell
Overture
Chapter 4
~Normal POV~
"Once upon a time, there was a glowing city protected by golden gates, known as Heaven. It was ruled by beings of pure light. Angels that worshipped good and shielded all from evil. Lucifer was one of those angels. He was a dreamer with fantastical ideas for all of creation, but he was seen as a troublemaker by the elders of Heaven. For they felt his way of thinking was dangerous to the order of their world."
The picture before me showed the universe, Heaven's pearly gates, the angels flying freely, Lucifer, trying to show his genius to the angels, but being pushed away.
"So, he watched as the angels began to expand the universe in their ways. From the dust of Earth, they created Adam and Lilith. Equals as the first of mankind, but despite this, Adam demanded control, and Lilith refused to submit to his will. She fled the Garden. Drawn in by her fierce independence, Lucifer found her, and the two rebellious dreamers fell deeply in love. Together, they wished to share the magic of free will with humanity, offering the Fruit of Knowledge to Adam's new bride, Eve, who gladly accepted. But this gift came with a curse. For with this single act of disobedience, evil finally found its way into Earth. With it, a new realm of darkness and sin. The order Heaven worked to maintain was shattered."
The scene played out with Lilith and Adam in the Garden, Lilith's first meeting with Lucifer, and the first sin Eve committed. Bringing forth darkness to Earth, and the creation of Hell.
"As punishment for their reckless act, Heaven cast Lucifer and his love into the dark pit he had created; never allowing him to see the good that came from humanity. He would only see the cruel and the wicked. Ashamed, Lucifer lost his will to dream, but Lilith thrived. Empowering demon kind with her voice and her songs. And as the numbers of Hell grew, so did its power."
Her musical talent to spread her dreams throughout Hell, and dad looking distraught over what happened in Heaven.
"Threatened by this, Heaven made a truly heartless decision. That every year, they would send down an army to ensure Hell and its sinners could never rise against them. But Lilith's hope remained, and her dream was passed down to her precious daughter, the Princess of Hell."
The scene of the extermination angels followed by Charlie standing before Hell in all her glory played before she closed the book titled 'The Story of Hell'. Gwen, who had been listening to the story was mesmerized.
"Do not worry, mother. I shall make you proud," Charlie declared determination, clutching the key in her hand and gazing out the window at the burning Pentagram City.
"Charlie?" Came a familiar voice from the door frame startling Charlie.
The key she was holding transformed into Keekee the cat, who scattered away as Charlie turned to see Vaggie.
"Aah, shit. How much did you hear?"
"Plenty." said Vaggie, walking up to Charlie.
"Sorry, I get pre-tty worked up after an extermination happens. The story helps...and I wanted Gwen to hear about how everything came to be down here." explained Charlie.
"(chuckles) Don't worry about it Charlie. Are you okay though?" Vaggie sat down next to Charlie with a concerned look.
"I'm fine. Just...thinking, family stuff you know?"
"Did you hear from your mom?"
"Uh... (shakes her head no)"
"Oaf, how long has it been now?"
"Not that long, only... seven... years..."
"Wait, hold on, are you saying that your mother has been missing for seven years without ever contacting you to let you know where she is or if she is, okay?" Gwen questioned in disbelief.
"Well... kind of, but she's probably off doing something important, I'm sure! This kingdom was something she really cared about. Something I care about." said Charlie.
"But still seven years? (sighs) It better be something important." Gwen mumbled to herself.
"Yeah, I hear you Gwen, but what's important right now is Charlie's not alone in making her dreams come true with redemption." spoke Vaggie.
"You're right Vaggie. I just hope what I'm trying to do here will work." spoke Charlie.
"It will, we have faith in you." said Vaggie.
"I'm still trying to understand, but you count on me support, Charlie," said Gwen.
Charlie smiled at the girls. "Thank you, guys."
"Alright, come on. Alastor says he has something to show us." said Vaggie, getting on her feet and making her way to the door.
Gwen stood up and followed. Leaving Charlie by herself to overlook at the Bell Tower at the Heaven Embassy. Sadness was in her eyes, knowing that it's another year before the Extermination comes again.
"Charlie, you, okay?" Came Gwen's voice. She was standing in the door frame.
"Yes... I believe I'll manage." said Charlie, rising to join Gwen and Vaggie.
The scene turns to static before it fixes itself to reveal a sinner stabbing another demon to death with a knife before Alastor caught their attention.
"Well, hello there, you wayward Sinner! Do you like blood, violence, and depravity of a sexual nature? Of course you do, that's why you're in Hell! But what would you say if I told you there was a place to stay that had none of that? Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel! A misguided path to redemption! Founded by Lucifer's delusional daughter, Charlotte Morningstar!"
The scene switches to the inside of the hotel. Charlie comes on camera and waves at it before it moves to Husker who's clearly drunk and passed out at the bar. Angel dust gives him bunny ears as a joke for the camera. Nifty runs around chasing a bug with her knife. Razzle and Dazzle are cleaning up around the hotel, and Gwen was on the couch reading a book with Keekee napping besides her.
"Come place your fate in her inexperienced hands, as she tries to work through her daddy issues by fixing you! Here we offer fun things, such as somewhat functional staff and twenty-four-hour pest control. Custom rooms and a tacky parlor! Enjoy riveting conversation with our singular resident and the other princess of Lucifer, Gwen! Wow! All this, and more at the Hazbin Hotel! Your last desperate attempt at salvation starts here!"
The television went off after that.
"So, what do you think?" Alastor questioned the three of us. I looked at Charlie who had a look of surprise on her face, and then I looked at Vaggie, who looked pissed off.
"I'm sorry. What the fuck was that?!" Vaggie demanded.
"Uh, yeah. One note, Alastor, I mean, first off, thank you so much for making this seriously amazing, but um, maybe the tone is a bit off. We want people to come here. This makes it look, um..."
"Bad. The word you're looking for is bad Charlie." Vaggie threw out.
"Funny, I was going for hilarious." Alastor said.
"It didn't explain anything about how we're trying to save demons from extermination, which is the whole fucking point." spoke Vaggie.
"Well, my dear, I haven't been active in Hell for some time, and everybody remembers me from my radio show. The proper medium to express oneself, but you insisted on this noisy picture box advertisement." Alastor explained, tapping the television with his microphone staff, twice. "So, I had a little fun with it."
"Oh, fun? You had a little fun with it?!" Vaggie rose to her feet, looking at Alastor with rage.
"Uh oh." said Gwen, rising up from the couch to distance herself from Vaggie's anger.
"Well, this is not what we want to represent us. When you showed up here, you told us you'd help run this hotel. Instead, you're mocking us! Nobody's going to want to come to a place that a powerful overlord like you thinks is a waste of time!"
Charlie stood up to reach out to Vaggie and calm her down. Attention was soon turned to Angel, who had one of his hands raised like a school kid.
"What Angel?" Vaggie sounded annoyed as she turned her attention to Angel.
"If'n you're filming a commercial, can I suggest you take better advantage of the talented celebrity you have right here?" He motioned to himself.
"Angel, you're a porn star." Vaggie pointed out.
"A famous porn star. I'll have the horniest sinners knocking these walls down to get in."
"We are not filming a porn as a commercial."
"Why not?" Angel complained, "Sex sells, don't it? I swear, if you film me going at it was Mr. Fancy Talk Creepy Voice, you'd be rolling in participants willing to stay at this tacky hotel."
Alastor suddenly appeared right beside the couch next to Angel and laughs with amusement, "Ha, ha. Never going to happen."
Hearing that, Gwen's face lite up.
"Angel, I appreciate you wanting to use your special skills to, um, attract folks to the hotel, but I really don't want to exploit you in that way." Charlie told Angel in a way that was her way of being polite when turning him down.
"Oh, please, baby. This body was made to be exploited. (fluffs up his chest fluff) I got the arms. I got the stamina. I got the legs. I got the lung capacity. (laughs) Oh, I got the legs. The gag reflex, the holes, the chest fluff everyone thinks are tits."
Charlie chuckles nervously until her phone rang. The ringtone was dads.
"Hold that thought. I'll be right back."
"I could keep going all night, baby." Angel drinks his beer as Charlie walks away to take the phone call.
"Hello? Dad?"
"Hey, I have a question." Angel's voice came up. "If freaky face over there is so powerful, then why can't he just make people stay here?"
"Oh, trust me," Alastor began, his face turning into a mischievously creepy look with dark magic floating around his head. "-I can."
Gwen might not completely trusted Alastor, but he certainly knew how to capture her attention.
"Why do you think I'm here?" Said Husk cleaning a beer mug. "You actually think I'd be cleaning bottles and listening to you fucks bitch and moan all the time if he wasn't forcing me?"
Nifty immediately pops up from being the counter with a hand raised. "I like being forced."
"Keep it to yourself, Nif."
Gwen couldn't help thinking that Nifty had a similar personality to Izzy. Except the only difference was Nifty was more bent on stabbing things like bugs with a knife. Which could possibly lead to her stabbing someone with a knife if they got her angry.
"Aw, you don't love being here with me, Whiskers?" Angel turned to look over at Husk.
"Call me Whiskers again and I'll jam that bottle down your throat."
"Kinky. Come on, keep talking dirty."
Gwen shook her head, giving her eyes a roll. Watching those two argue reminded her of a married couple, or Courtney and Duncan. She then heard Vaggie sigh loudly before speaking.
"Angel, let Husk do his job, and, no, we can't force sinners to stay here. They need to make that decision on their own."
"Well, I decided to be here, and I think it's all stupid. We're in hell, toots. That's the kind of end of the road, ain't it?"
"Well, maybe it doesn't have to be. Just because nobody has made it out before doesn't mean it's not possible."
Angel stood up, walked over to Vaggie, placed a hand on her shoulder, and gave her a deadpan expression. "Hey, whatever means I can crash here rent-free. Crack is expensive."
Suddenly, the sound of Charlie cheering caught Vaggie and Gwen's attention.
Charlie's excitement was contagious as she called Vaggie and me over, practically bouncing with joy.
"Vaggie! Holy, shit!"
"What? What is it, Charlie?" Vaggie hurried over, curious about what had Charlie so thrilled. Gwen following behind to find out what got Charlie excited.
"What's going on, Charlie?" asked Vaggie.
Charlie could barely contain herself. "My dad just called; he said the leader of the Angel Army wants to meet. He asked if I'd go in his place instead."
She hyperventilated, pulling Vaggie into a hug, grabbing Gwen's hands and spinning them around in a circle.
Vaggie and Gwen exchanged a look. The extermination had ended, so why would they want to meet now?
"Charlie, why would the leader of the Angel Army want to talk with you? Well, your dad, but you're going in his place. Did he say what the meeting was for?"
Charlie was overexcited to talk. "Don't you see Vaggie, this could be it. This is the chance to get Heaven on my side and help sinners redeem themselves at the hotel." Charlie had high hopes for the hotel's future.
"I can do this! Somehow, I know it!"
"I'll get Heaven behind my plans!"
"Charlie, hold on..." Vaggie started but Charlie cut her off.
"There's just no way I could blow it."
"Not this once-in-a-lifetime chance!"
"It's just a meeting."
"To change their minds."
"And touch their hearts."
"Or... whatever angels have!"
"This could be bad..."
"Cheer up, Vaggie!"
"This could be swell!"
"Something tells me that today will be a happy day in Hell!"
"Okay, but don't sing to them." Vaggie tried to warn Charlie, but Charlie was already out the door and on the street.
"She's already halfway down the street!" Angel chuckled, watching from the door frame.
"Please tell me she's not-" I started till Angel cut in.
"Oh, she's dancing!"
"Ugh, no..." Vaggie shook her head.
"Should we go after her?" asked Gwen.
"Better not... let's give Charlie a chance. Maybe she'll get through and everything will go alright?" spoke Vaggie.
"Here's to hoping." said Gwen, watching Charlie disappear from view.
"There's a warm, fuzzy feeling."
"That wafts through the air."
"Every street so revealing. It's hard not to stare!"
I kept up the pace. Getting closer to Charlie, who gradually stopped by a window. When I caught up, I peeked through the window to see something that made my cheeks flare bright red. Through the window was some kind of sex dungeon. Two demons were getting it on when they spotted Charlie and me. Quickly, we went on our merry way.
"It's a realm so appealing it beats anywhere."
"If you don't mind the smell..."
Charlie stepped on a dead shark demon by accident. Unleashing a putrid odor from its body. We had to cover our noses and hurry away.
"It's a happy day in Hell!"
I don't know how she can still sing under these conditions. She's always been easy going, even now as she waves to a demon who's a drug addict.
"Hi mister!"
"Go fuck yourself!"
She passed by an apartment that was ablaze with a demon jumping out his window. Then as if it was contagious, demons and sinners around us began to sing. (Demons will be bold and Charlie will be italic.)
"There's an endless trash fire that burns my soul!"
"Hello!"
"And a ton of barbed wire shove in his hole!"
"Ah, excuse us!"
"Doing what's required, we all have our role."
"I'm not doin' well!"
"Another shitty day in Hell!"
""I can show them the dream I've dreamed!"
"That any soul can change!"
(Charlie hitches a ride behind a mail truck that drives her through the city till she jumped off and continued on foot.)
"From the porn studio."
"Where the cinephiles go."
"To watch award-winning demon bukkake shows!"
"To the Cannibal Twon. Where they don't wear a drown cause."
She got hit with a shot of blood. Curtesy of the cannibals eating on a dead corpse.
"Gross..."
"And I don't give a shit that some blood got in my eye!"
"Cause I know I can spare them. From Heaven's Genocide!"
"I can do this; I just know it!"
"There's an endless trash fire that's burning my soul."
"I'll get Heaven behind my plans!"
"There's just no way I could blow it."
"I kind of like the barbed wire that's shoved up my hole."
"Not this once-in-a-lifetime chance!"
"To change their minds."
(Right at that moment, some slug-like demon in a trench coat comes out. He flashes his nudist body in front of Charlie.)
"And touch my parts!"
"Uh... No thank you. I'm just gonna..."
"Fulfill my destiny!"
"Your loss, bitch!"
"I can already tell!"
"Today's gonna be a fuckin' happy day in Hell!"
After her sing-along she finally arrived at the Embassy. It was her first visit to this place. She proceeded carefully opening the door just enough to inside. It was silent and empty. Not a soul in sight as Charlie walked forward.
"Hello!" She cried, creating an echo through the building.
Charlie pushed the door open fully to find the inside deserted. Completely empty. She walked inside, heading straight for the front desk. When approaching the desk, Charlie leaned forward to see if anybody was around. Taking notice of a bell that was on the desk. Not sure what to do, she went ahead and rang the bell. With a gentle tap, it made a soft ding sound that instantly brought a golden scroll and feathered in pen in front of me. The scroll and pen were floating in midair just waiting to be used.
"Oh, okay..." She signs it then once done, the scroll and pen fly away. "Creepy..."
They don't fly very far before disappearing in thin air. These large doors suddenly open up revealing the meeting room to us. We walk inside the darkness. Nothing but the sound of our breathing and my beating heart, that I didn't even know was beating so fast could be heard.
"Uh... hello? Is anybody in here?" I called out only to be met with a bright light. I had to cover my eyes with my hands before slowly exposing them to the light. It was then that I noticed two things. One, the meeting room had a similar bright blue cloudy sky painted on the walls; and two, there were two angels at the end of the long table. One looked to be an exorcist angel who stood behind a bigger angel with golden wings. Who for some reason was eating ribs.
"Sup!" He greeted us.
"Holy, shit!" That took Charlie by surprise causing her to fall down. Brushing herself off, Charlie readjusted herself to introduce herself properly.
"Hi, I'm Charlie, my dad asked if I'd meet you."
"Yeah, I know."
"Okay, well."
The golden winged angel was eating his wings like a buzzsaw. Clearly, he's obsessed with ribs, and by obsession, I mean it's more of an addiction. Is he even chewing his food?
"It's nice to meet you." Charlie extended a handout for a handshake.
"Totally. It's nice to meet you, too." He extends his hand out.
As Charlie was about to shake his hand, her own hand went right through his. Causing a fizzing sound to go off. Taking her by surprise. Apparently, this guy's just a hologram. He's not actually here right now.
"Ha! I fucking got you!" He turns to the angel beside him. "Did you see that?"
The angel gives a nod in response.
"Ha! That's good shit."
"Uh... so, wait. You're not actually here?" Charlie questioned.
"No, you think I'd come down there? (laughs) No, I mean, I love the vibe, totally, I love your tunes. Pretty fucking hardcore, don't get me wrong." Adam told Charlie. "It's such a bummer, man. Everything down there's just so 'augh', ya know? (chuckles) Ewe."
"Right... So, I'm happy we've got this opportunity to meet." Charlie sounded a little uncomfortable, but she was staying strong for the sake of explaining her idea for redemption. "There's a project that I've been working on that I really want to talk to you about-"
The angel put a finger on Charlie's lips to quiet her down before speaking. "Hey, hey, hey, hey, slow down. We've got time. How about we all get to know one another, hmm? How about lunch? Either of you hungry? I got you." He pushes the plate of ribs towards us. "My personal favorite. You'll love it."
"Uh... okay, thanks." Charlie reaches out for a rib, but much like the angel, it was a hologram. This made the angel laugh, again.
"I got you again, bitch! (laughs) Fuckin' hilarious!"
Charlie gave a disapproving look. This was going to be a long meeting.
~Meanwhile back at the Hotel~
With Charlie away at the meeting, Vaggie gathered everyone to address the issue of the misleading commercial. However, it seemed that no one was really listening to her. "Alright, everyone, pay attention. Charlie is handling some crucial matters. In their absence, we're tasked with creating a new commercial—one that truly reflects Charlie's vision and our mission here. First things first, we need a camera," she said, turning to Alastor expectantly. "Alastor?"
With a snap of his fingers, Alastor conjured up an old fashioned 1930s folding camera in Vaggie's hand.
"A video camera."
"Hmm."
Despite his distaste for modern technology, Alastor did what Vaggie requested. Snapping his fingers once again. This time, conjuring a more modern tech video camera.
"Alright! Let's do this!" Vaggie was pumped up now.
"That was a pretty neat trick, Alastor. How'd you do that?" asked Gwen.
"Aeh, a great overlord like me never reveals my secrets dearie." he replied.
"Right..." was all Gwen had to say.
After a few minutes, Vaggie had the camera focused on Husk and Angel at the bar. Gwen stood beside her, observing the proceedings. Both men held scripts provided by Vaggie. Husk was positioned behind the bar, while Angel sat at the counter.
"And... Action!"
Husk looked at the script, bringing it closer to his face as he read. "Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel. Can I help you with anything?"
"I've been a bad boy, and I need a big, strong daddy to put me in my place... on the path to redemption!"
Husk groans with displeasure, rolling his eyes before reading the script again. "Well, you've come-"
"Oh, yes! (moaning)"
"To the right place."
"Cut!" Vaggie not going to continue filming with this scene unfolding before her eyes. "Angel, I need you be less inappropriate, if possible, and Husk, could you please not have a script in front of your face?"
"I am not no actor! I can't memorize this shit" Husk told off Vaggie in an angry voice.
"Well, we could improv this shit, baby cakes." Angel got up close to Husk's face. "Rrawwr." Giving off a seductive purr.
Irritated by Angel's attempts Husk pushed him off the counter. "Ops." He then grabbed bottle and drank from it.
"I don't think this is going to work Vaggie." mentioned Gwen.
"Husk, come on," Vaggie said, sounding defeated.
~Back at the Embassy~
Charlie was utterly bored as she listened to Adam boast exaggeratedly about himself and his romantic exploits.
"So, I was playing' this gig, and for some fuckin' reason, this virtue chick was digging' on the drummer, and it was all like, "Do you know who I am? I'm fuckin' Adam. I'm the original dick!" He explained, pointing to his friend down the table. "All dicks descended from me. You think you want drummer dick?"
Lute gave a head shake.
"No way! I'm the dick-fuckin' master! (he eats his food sloppily like a pig) So, anyway, then we fucked, and it was awesome. What'd you do this weekend?"
Charlie quickly grasped the significance of Adam's words and came to an important realization.
"Wait, your name is Adam? The first man Adam, that means you... Oh..."
Lilith was Adam's first wife before she met my Lucifer. Reflecting on the narrative, all the pieces were starting to fall into place. The Adam that stood before Charlie, or at least in hologram form was the very Adam who mom refused to submit to. Not that I blame her for running away from this prick. How he got into Heaven is beyond me.
"That explains a lot." I said in a low voice to said Charlie.
"I know, I fucking rock. (held up a rock pose)"
Charlie's expression made it clear she was attempting to dismiss the awkwardness emanating from Adam. Although easier said than done, Charlie was not known to surrender without a fight. The primary purpose of attending this meeting was to engage in discussions regarding the hotel and the redemption of demons.
"Well, Adam, sir. Mr. Adam, sir."
"Call me, Dickmaster."
"Adam." Charlie ignored Adam's request. "You seem like a smart (paused) well, stand-up guy."
"Uh-huh," Adam muttered, half-listening as he picked at his teeth.
"And I know that you are the leader of the angels. And you're a big thinker, a revolutionary. A-A genius!"
Hearing Charlie express her opinions about Adam makes me feel nauseous. She may be attempting politeness, but it's quite transparent. This individual doesn't merit such commendation; he hardly pays attention to anything.
"I mean, your words, babe."
"Who would really love to put his name on something."
"Fucking love putting my name on shit. Shits the best!"
Somebody cut my ears off, so I don't have to listen to this guy talk shit.
"It's our biggest solution to our problems!"
"Oh, Herpes. Right, that's a bitch."
Hearing this, I smacked my forehead in disbelief.
"No! Our... other biggest problem."
"Oh... uh... ugly people? Math? Global Warming? Nah, wait, that's Earth's problem."
What's the issue with this individual? Can he truly be unaware? How does he fail to understand Charlie's points? After all, he is the one who initiated this meeting. How does he not grasp the fundamental purpose of this gathering?
~Back at the Hotel~
"Stab! Stab! Stab!" Nifty was on the hunt with her knife. Trying to kill a bug that was running away from her. Gwen stayed far away as possible from Nifty. Not wanting to get caught in the crossfire.
"Nifty! Nifty! I need you to focus!" Vaggie snapped her fingers to get Nifty's attention. "Your line is, "We have the cleanest rooms," okay?"
"Got it. I'm ready."
"Action!"
As soon as the camera focuses on Nifty, she becomes motionless, gazing into the lens with wide eyes.
"Uh, cut."
Nifty, snaps back to reality and smiles. "How was that?"
"Nifty, you actually have to say the line, so let's roll again."
"Okay!"
"Action!"
Once again, the minute the camera focuses on Nifty, she freezes up.
"You're doing great Vags." Angel said in a snarky tone.
"Come on Angel, she's at least trying." said Gwen.
"Cut! Alright, uh, maybe we can try to fix it in post." Vaggie says looking at the footage.
"Do you even know what that means?" Angel asks her.
"I will figure it out!" Vaggie shouted, storming off to the living room. She positioned herself on the couch near the television just as Alastor entered the room.
"Seems like you're have a bit of trouble there, hmm?" Said Alastor.
"Ugh, Este pendejo... Why are you even here?" Vaggie asked.
"For the entertainment. I came here because I love seeing wasteful souls struggle to accomplish something meaningful and fail spectacularly., like you're doing right now. Good job!"
Vaggie annoyed, points the camera to Alastor. "And here's Alastor, the egocentric piece of shit that-" All of a sudden, the camera glitches. Vaggie, in shock, drops it to the floor.
"I wouldn't try that, my dear. This face was made for radio." Alastor gave a nightmarish smile at Vaggie before returning to normal.
"That's it! I don't care who or what you are. If you're staying here, you're going to make this work, because it won't be so entertaining to watch over an empty hotel, will it, shitass?"
"Fair enough. I'll tell you what. Let's make a deal."
The room suddenly grew darker.
"Pfft, you think I'm that stupid make a deal with a demon like you?" Vaggie was no fool; she had no intention of simply surrendering her soul to Alastor in exchange for assistance.
"Not for your soul, just a simple deal. I do this for you, and you never ask me to engage with this frivolous television technology ever again. Or... Charlie can come back to absolutely nothing. Your choice."
Alastor made a valid point. Vaggie did not wish to let Charlie down. Spreading the word about the hotel was very important to her. Vaggie consented with a heavy sigh. The deal was sealed with a simple handshake. Alastor, wielding his powers, eliminated the camera and conjured up a film crew. Subsequently, he transformed everyone's attire into a style reminiscent of the fifties.
"Alright everyone, let's make a fucking commercial." Vaggie's voice carried a tone of determination.
~Back at the Embassy~
Charlie had just about enough of Adam's constant sexist ranting.
"When you take her out for the fifth time and she still expects you to pay the check but your like (high pitched voice) "Hey, I thought you wanted equality.""
"I'm going to lose it." Gwen mumbled to herself, pressing her hands over her ears to drown out Adam's voice.
"No!" Charlie stood up. "Our shared problem of the over population in Hell!"
"Oh, well that's not a problem. We've got that covered. (turns to Lute) Lute, how many demons did you kill this year?"
"Got a good two hundred seventy-five this year, sir."
"Two hundred seventy-five? Woah! Badass! Awesome job, danger tits! Pound it!"
Adam rose his fist up for Lute to fist bump, which she did.
"Uh no, not awesome. Those are my people; you know that right?"
"Oh yeah. That must suck for you. (bursts into laughter)"
This man was even more callous than Charlie had anticipated. He showed no concern for the damned souls of Hell; to him, it was solely about their eradication.
"But these are souls. Human souls just the same as the ones you have up in heaven."
Unexpectedly, Lute spoke up in a cold voice towards Charlie. "They're not the same. They had their chance, and they earned damnation."
"You're wrong." Charlie was standing up to her beliefs. "Sinners have made mistakes, but they've earned redemption."
"Angels don't make mistakes."
"I know that." Lute replied.
"Yeah, I've never made a mistake in my fucking life." Said Adam.
Lute moved towards Charlie, casting a shadowy backdrop illuminated by an ominous red hue.
"The only reason you're still here is because your daddy gave you and all your hellborn kind a pardon from an exorcist blade. How does that feel, to know how little you matter?"
"Oops, almost out of time." Adam looked at his imaginary watch. "Guess we should get into it."
"Oh fuck!"
Charlie needed to hurry if she intended to execute her plans.
"Okay, I've got a lot to get through and not a lot of time and I feel like you weren't hearing me before so here it goes."
Charlie cleared her throat before she began to speak rapidly in a melodious voice.
(Charlie's going to be in Italic and Adam will be in Bold/Italic)
"I know Hell's population is out of control"
"It's a bad situation it's taking a toll."
"If we rehab these sinners and cleanse all their souls."
"You can wave that door farewell~! At my Hazbin Hotel!"
"Wait! I'm getting ahead of myself! Extermination! Right!"
"I know you guys fly down just to kill once a year."
"And it must be annoying to schlep all the way here."
"If they join you in Heaven that trip disappears!"
"They can wave that chore farewell!"
"(deep breath) It'll be a happy day in-"
"Let me stop you right there. Save us all precious time."
"Oh, okay."
"If what your suggesting is letting them climb. Up the ladder. Oh, they rather cross the pearly gates.
"Well, uh..."
"Sorry sweetie but there's no defying their fates!"
"Cause Hell is forever. Whether you like it or not. Had their chance to behave better. Now they boil in a pot. 'Cause the rules are black and white
There's no use in tryin' to fight it
They're burnin' for their lives until we kill 'em again
"Okay, but..."
"Just try to chillax babe, you're wasting your breath
Did I hear you imply that they don't deserve death?
Are they winners? Are they sinners?
'Cause it's cut and dry!"
"Well actually, if you take a look—"
"Fair is fair, an eye for an eye!"
"And, when all's said and done (Said and done)
There's the question of fun (Ah-ah)
And for those of us with divine ordainment
Extermination is entertainment!
Bow-now-now-nownow, guitar solo, fuck yeah!
Oh, da-ah-ah now-now-n-now-n-now-n-now-n-nownownow!"
"Hell is forever, whether you like it or not
Had their chance to behave better!
"Where did all of you people come from?!"
"Now they boil in a pot
'Cause the rules are black and white
There's no use in tryin' to fight it
They're burnin' for their lives until we kill 'em again!"
"Fuckin', Hell is forever, and it's meant to suck a lot
So, give up your dumb endeavor, 'cause you don't have a shot
Long as I got your attention
I guess I should probably mention
That we've made the determination
To move up the next extermination!"
"What?!"
"Can't wait a whole year to slaughter those little cunts
I know it's just been a week, but we'll be back in six months!"
"Um, wait, didn't you—
Ugh, shit!"
Before Charlie could reach Adam, the doors shut on her and Gwen. All Charlie could do was pound the door in frustration.
~The Hazbin Hotel~
Charlie returned to the hotel with a somber expression marked by defeat.
Vaggie appeared giving Charlie a hug. "Charlie! How did it go, did they listen?"
"Yeah, about that. Listen Vaggie-" Charlie began but was cut off.
"Come on, we have something exciting to show you," Vaggie says to Charlie, leading them to the living room. "Alastor pulled some strings and it's about to air." Vaggie sat Charlie on the couch next to her.
Gwen was seated on the floor next to Angel and Nifty.
"I pulled a few limbs too, hahahha."
"Wait, the commercial? You guys made a new one?" This perked up Charlie's mood.
"Yeah, one of my better performances if I do say so myself." Angel mentioned.
"I believe it turned out quite well. Not bad for my first time participating in a commercial," said Gwen.
"That's... that's amazing" Charlie beamed.
"Sshh, it's starting."
The television displayed the hotel's front, with everyone dressed in fifties attire gathered outside. Vaggie's voice was heard welcoming everyone when abruptly, the broadcast switched to 666 News. All but Nifty and Alastor voiced their complaints. Katie Killjoy and Tom Trench were shown on screen with an important announcement.
"Breaking news in Hell today! We have just received word from the Heaven Embassy that the next extermination is happening sooner than ever before. Do you know what that means Tom?"
"No, what does that mean Katie?"
"It means we're all royally fucked! (eye twitches)"
The countdown clock to the next extermination ticked down to one hundred seventy-six days. The streets echoed with the sinners' screams of terror. As if enduring the previous one wasn't enough, the upcoming one has been scheduled even sooner.
"Shit just got real." Said Gwen to no one in particular. Slightly worried about what was to come.
~Elsewhere~
A drone sweeps the area and discovers a decapitated exorcist's body. It performs a rapid scan of the remains and transmits the data to Lute and Adam.
"We found the body, sir. They've never managed to kill one of us before. We should just go down there now and destroy them!" Lute suggested, but Adam stopped her.
"No, no. We can't risk them catching on. But don't worry, when we come back, there won't be a demon left alive to pull a stunt like this again!"He shatters the projector with an iron fist, extinguishing the light and leaving only Adam's sinister, glowing smile.
End of chapter
The next one will give Gwen a bigger part, but she's still getting used to things at the moment. She's a human in Hell, full of demons who might feast on her soul if she's not careful.
Any who, please read, review, and comment~