(Hazbin Hotel) The Radio Demon and The Doe-Eyed Killer

Chapter 18: A Siren Doe

Josephine woke up after her death in a Golden Cage within a place that looked more like a bigtop circus. She was crying as grief was her final emotion. She remembered her husband's mutilated body so vividly within her mind and clenched her teeth as she cried.

"Oh God No! Ally...Oh damn you Clyde you bastard!"

Her soul felt like it was ripped in half! Trapped in a place she couldn't reach.

She felt his soul...he was searching for her. She felt his rage and desperation. "Ally..." Her soul was pleading as she felt fragile, like she would break as easily as a China Doll. It felt like she had a lock preventing her from gaining access to something she desperately needed to survive in this Hellish place. Wherever the Hell (pun intended) she's been confined to. She NEEDED to gain access to this, whatever this was. She could feel her husband's anger and grief mixed with panic as he tried to find her. He was soooo powerful and it was all for her.

She was panicking now when she realized that she was being watched as a neon jester was grinning down at her within the darkness. The creepy jester was cackling in glee as he sat on the top of the cage.

"Well well well it would seem that instead of a greedy monkey we got a grieving doe? Curious ain't it Mammon?"

She saw a pair of cold eyes and white smile in the darkness before appearing in the dim torches. "Oh I wouldn't say so Fizzarolli. I know why she's here. Tell me my little deer, how did you kill Clyde?"

The large grinning Jester named Mammon was sitting in a golden chair twirling a two sided coin with his face on it between his fingertips before vanishing the coin like magic. He stared her down when she refused to speak despite her heart hammering away within her chest. She knew that name he was the demon personification of Greed.

"Silence is not a funny party trick, deer."

"I...?" Her voice sounded different like it had an echoing effect.

*Huh, guess I'll never need any backup singers ag—AGHHH!*

Her eyes widened as she crumpled to her knees in tears over the sudden jolt of electricity from the bars. "What The Hell!"

Fizzarolli laughed. "Correct you're in Hell! Congratulations! Here have a prize little girl you earned it!" He dangled a golden key with a wicked grin like he was teasing a cat with a new mouse toy.

She glared at this neon jester.

"Fizzarolli right, can you do me a favor and shut the 🤬 up."

"Ohhhhhh feisty. The little songbird siren has a attitude to her. Mammon you sure you wanna keep her as a pet?"

She looked up and shouted. "A PET!"

"Yesssss a pet. You sing, and smile like a good little songbird."

"Like Hell! Where is my Husband you bastards?"

"Awwww does the little deer miss her hubby? Hahahahaha sorry deerie but Stagy boy didn't buy a ticket! So he's not in the place you're in right now."

Josephine stood up, even though her body was still numb from the electric shock.

"What...then where...WHERE IS HE?"

"Ring of Pride."

Her soul broke as she crumpled to her knees and placed her hand over her heart. "I really am trapped here...?"

"Awwww don't look so sad! You get to sing to your little hearts content!"

"I...I wish to be allowed to sing whatever I want. I was a soul of sorrow upon my death, I wish to sing of the sorrows dealt onto me by your dealings with Clyde."