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

Chapter 23: A song for Extermination Day

Extermination Day...

A day when the Angels descended down from Heaven into Hell to purge as many souls as they could spear. Josephine has heard about the carnage but this was her first Extermination Day.

She could hear the screams of the terrified souls outside. The sounds of buildings violently being destroyed. The slums and already previously destroyed buildings that unfortunate demons desperately used as shelters were often the first targets for the exterminator's.

She walked to the edge of her golden cage, being mindful of the buzzing sounds of electricity emanating from between the bars, and stared outside the window above the cage. She saw the barrier that prevented entry for the Angels. She saw them staring at her.

Their masks looked more demonic then most of the demons she's seen! If this is how Angels look in Heaven then...what about Lucifer? She saw glimpses of what he looked like within her mind thanks to Lilith.

When the Angel stopped to stare at her Josephine would follow the British motto, just smile and wave. She'd do it just to spite them.

"Ahem we're waiting for our performance deerie? Get to singing or else!"

The electricity crackled between the bars and dared to gravitate towards her and she slowly backed away and gulped. She then sighed while exhaling her tense energy into a calmer state of mind. She folded her hands together over her heart and sang.

Our world is broken
Our star is falling
The portal's open
The end is calling
Our time has come

She winced over the screaming and sighed heavily as she continued to sing.

The light is fading
Beyond the horizon
The last setting of the sun

She stared beyond the window up into the crimson sky, up at the portal leading to earth and Heaven. She knew this would be the first of many extermination's she'll bare witness to before her freedom from this golden cage. She knew her husband was reveling in the mayhem but she couldn't. The way these "Angels" mercilessly slaughtered souls...that wasn't something that she'd view as entertainment. Some of those souls barely got the chance to see what Hell had to offer them before being silenced. It appeared to her that the Angels take great pleasure in killing sinners. Ironic considering their beings that are supposed to be holy and unblemished my worldly emotions.   Are they even able to care? Sinners are still Gods creatures...

She sighed softly as she sang.

The stars won't shine forevermore
When to our end we soar
The moon will lose her way
As the skies cascade

Mammon was busy eating grapes and grinning with his subordinates all clowning around below her cage as she sang. Josephine was crying as a demon carcass was splattered savagely upon the barrier of the circus tent palace. It's body and blood were in sight of the window. How many will die today?

Our final journey
As time unravels
Through space unfurling
Toward the shadow
Our time has come

The light is fading
And now we are nearing
The last setting of the sun

The stars won't shine forevermore
When to our end we soar
The moon will lose her way
As the skies cascade

As the skies cascade

She let a tear fall as she continued singing her songs to silence the agony and death beyond the barrier...
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Abigail was trying and failing to stitch up a dress over the screaming outside. Mimzy was bundled up in a weighted blanket for comfort.

"This is brutal!"

"Ouch!" Abigail grumbled. "Yes is certainly is but it's been happening every year since before I arrived here."

"I wish Ally wouldn't be such a daredevil with his broadcastings. Does he really have to be out there on the roof Rosie?"

"He's safer than most demons are out there Mimzy dear."

"I'm surprised you even allowed him outside Abigail?!"

"I know he will be fine. As soon as the Angels sense his powers they'll leave him be. After what happened when Lilith confronted them last year for killing off the Grace's...they steer clear of any Voodoo demons."

Alastor was reveling in the sight of Extermination Day. He was grinning over all the fools who failed to heed the warnings and he laughed at their final screams and applauded the Angels with his disembodied audience. He grinned and casually flicked a few away with his Cthulhu tentacles and the moment the Angels recognized his Voodoo powers they kept their distance.

He chuckled over their apprehension as he continued his broadcastings for the Ring of Pride. He was enjoying the mayhem up until the moment he felt his wife's soul...his grinning faltered over her sudden rush of emotions seeking him out for comfort.

*Darling...?*

It always amazed them how they could have a full on conversation while still going about their current tasks of broadcasting the carnage and singing to block out the screams.

*Josephine what's wrong?*

*It's just a little much dear...all this brutality I mean. I know I wasn't as merciful sometimes with my own killings, but this...their Angels? Aren't Angels supposed to be, you know...a little more merciful?*

*I don't know? But...I—I guess I see your point my love? That Bastard Clown's making you sing isn't he?*

*Yes it's infuriating, and he's eating grapes like how you'd imagine a spoiled tyrant would. Worse is that he's an open mouth chewer and he smacks his lips like an infant! It's disgusting, but then I think about how the Prince of Gluttony must eat and I suddenly don't feel as disgusted as I did before.*

*He really is a test of your pet peeves and patience isn't he darling?*

*Oh you have no idea honey. Thank you...for sparing me of your broadcastings.*

*Wha—but of course Darling! You have enough to deal with today...and—now that I'm feeling your displeasure surrounding this day, I would never wish to be another cause of your discomfort.*

*You aren't Ally. Just feeling your soul and hearing your voice within my mind, it gives me comfort. It fills my heart with love.*

*I love you my darling...*

*I love you to Ally. Forever and always.*