Corrupted (Male Reader x Charlie) (BOOK 1)

Bloody Favor

"Y/N! How lovely to see you. I need a favor" he said, rushing to the table.

"Um, what is the favor?" Y/N said, confused to what exactly Alastor needed help with.

"Can't say until we get there, now come on!" Alastor said, opening a portal and dragging Y/N to it. Y/N wiggled out of the Radio Demon's grasp and looked at him.

"No, I'm not getting thrown into something without information" he said, walking away from the portal, its orange aura lighting up his back and casting his shadow of the floor in front of him.

"Oh however boy, it's THE favor" Alastor responded in a low voice and Y/N froze. He remembered when Alastor saved him from turning and in return, to get a simple favor. Y/N sighed and faced the tall demon.

"Alright. But I need like forty bucks after it." he said as he effortlessly stepped through the portal.

"Seems fair. If you over preform I will reward you with money" said Alastor as he grinned and looked around, before stepping through and closing the portal behind him.

The two arrived outside a giant metal building, graffiti giving it the only color against the metal walls. "So, we're here. What are we doing?" Y/N asked, looking up at Alastor. He quietly chuckled as he moved along the side of the building as he explained his favor.

"You see, these demons had stolen from me, and it didn't bother me after I mangled their leader and hung it on the flagpole on this district. So now I can't walk by without them trying to kill me, and I couldn't attack them on sight because I needed their point of origin" he said, peering in the crack of the door, then proceeding to float to the roof. Y/N scrambled up the rusty pipe and hurled himself on the concrete roof.

"Um, ok. Thought you were all powerful, but ok" he said, and Alastor turned around. Turning the area into his static version with him glitching, and staring at Y/N.

"OH, I AM" he said, before shutting down his inner 'Radio Demon' and heading to a skylight.

They looked down below an saw a gang of imps moving boxes, some punching a dead body as a punching bag, and just some smoking and drinking.

"Really? These small guys?" Y/N asked, slightly shocked at how these tiny demons caused The Radio Demon anger. Alastor grunted as he pencil dived through the glass and landed on an imp, blood splattering everywhere. Covering the walls, floor, boxes, other imps, but somehow not him.

"Hey, it's shit-face!" one of the imps, and a growl echoed throughout the warehouse.

"Oh yes, please give me all your insults. IT WILL BE YOUR LAST CHANCE" Then static occurred and multiple demon's heads exploded due to the frequency. With their cover now exposed and with Alastor literally jumping into the fray, Y/N jumped down as they began to kill the gang.

Y/N punched an imp into the wall, creating a small dent while an imp launched onto his back and starting clawing away the last bits of his human flesh. He screamed and ripped him off, throwing him at Alastor. The chaotic red demon used his powers and suspended the imp in mid air and slowly squeezed his insides, causing internal bleeding slowly leaking out. When almost of his blood left his body, Alastor dropped him like an empty can. Alastor dealt with hordes of demons as he was the main target for them, but Y/N was able to fight a good bit.

"Haha!" said a brute imp as he pinned Y/N while he was distracted. It was the same imp who tried to mug him before Y/N found the hotel.

"Oh I'm going to enjoy this" he said, pulling out a machete and began to barely slice Y/N's chest.

"I agree" he huffed out through the pain as he kicked him back and punched him in the face. Only that Y/N underestimated his strength and his fist went through the imp's head.

"Whoops, too hard" he said, shaking some of the fresh blood off of his fist. He continued into the crowd of angry demons. He looked over his shoulder before he went into the chaos to see Alastor brutally killing any demon coming in a close proximity of him. Using his microphone staff to impale numerous imps and if anyone got close to attack him from behind, immediate combustion. Their organs and bones spinning uncontrollable throughout the air. Everything was going good, there was a few cuts and bruises here and there, but overall the demons who enjoyed the Hazbin Hotel, they were thriving. At least the Radio Demon was. Y/N on the other hand, didn't realize it was going to come to a climax very soon.

While killing hundreds of imps and other various demons, more and more just came out of nowhere. It's like they were being created out of thin air. Alastor kept killing, blood now appearing on his face and barely noticeable on his scarlet suit. Y/N kept killing, and eventually got a gun off a body and began shooting, with plenty of ammunition stored in all the crates around the warehouse. After killing at least three hundred demons, he felt tired, exhausted. He was going into insanity with the repeating pattern of hundreds of demons dying with more coming to replace them. He eventually climbed upon a shelf to catch his breath as defending himself was much easier than taking the offensive as he jumped through clawing demons, exerting stamina every moment that he had. He looked down to see his clothes, they were torn to shreds, barely clinging to his body. Dried blood and still fresh blood covered his skin like sweat, almost covering his chest completely. He then felt a certain, unwanted feeling in his side. He looked down to see the mark radiate rapidly and his heartrate began to increase. He saw the veins quickly grow up, into his body. He slid his fingers through the blood and put it in his mouth, slightly calming down. However it didn't stop it, he had caused too much carnage the monster inside him grew jealous, and now it was his turn. He began to transform, with his hair changing to white, two black horns erupting from his head. His hand groped at the shelf he was standing on, knocking it over with his shaking. The other demons looked in confusion and began to rush at him. Midnight black wings emerged from the back, knocking away more than half of the demons away. His hands, which were still gripping tightly transformed into his long black fingers, claw marks under him. He felt the containment he felt the first time. He looked for Alastor and saw him watching from the skylight, getting ready for the brawl . Y/N's eyes fully turned black as Y/N became a passenger. He looked around and saw all the demon terrified. He grinned and released a devastating wave of energy, killing a third of the gang and cracking the building. Alastor chuckled with awe in his eyes. "Let the show begin".