Hotel of the Damned《Hazbin Hotel x GN!Reader》

Dirty Healings

In a warehouse of sorts, three demons can be seen sitting at a table. Two were sitting next to each other while one, a Shark Demon, sat across from them. The other two two demons were a feminine Spider Demon and a Blood Demon with blood red hair and D/E/C (demon eye color) eyes surrounded by a white sclera. They're skin was D/S/C (demon skin color). They wore round glasses over their eyes and had a scar shown on their cheek and part of their neck. This is our protagonist, Y/n Ketsueki, and his best friend, Anthony. Or as he's better known: Angel Dust.

Shark Demon: "So lemme get this straight?"

Angel Dust: "Hmm?"

Shark Demon: "Val has a lanky filly partnering with his best person for deals now?"

Y/n growls at this, but Angel just scoffs.

Angel Dust: "Who ya calling a "filly", busta? I'm more man than you could ever handle, baby. And besides, what's wrong with helping out a friend?"

Shark Demon: "Not a filly, eh? Ya certainly ain't talking like one..."

Y/n gets bored and does some hand motions, talking in Sign Language which confuses the Shark Demon.

"The hell they sayin'? Better not be talkin' shit about me!"

Angel Dust: "Relax. He just wants to speed things up. So, let's cut to the chase. Sure, Big V or my Partner here usually does the deals, but my buddy needed some help. So... ya got the shit?"

Shark Demon: "Depends on whether or not you have my money."

Angel Dust: "Pfft! Ya think we'd show up to a drug deal without the goods to pay? This is Hell, dipshit! We ain't fuckin' stupid."

"Then let's see it."

Y/n nods and reaches besides their chair, grabbing a briefcase and setting it down on the table. He opens it up and reveals the money.

Angel Dust: "There! Ya see! It's all he--"

The sound of guns cocking fill the air and cut off Angel Dust, making both him and his pal give a "Really?" look to the Shark Demon. Y/n even sighed in annoyance.

Shark Demon: "What's that you said about bein' fuckin' stupid? Filly?"

Angel had it about up to here with this demon. He had enough of his shit. So he looked over at Y/n who just nods.

Angel Dust: "So let me get this straight. We show up with Val's money to pay, an' you chickenshits pull the tough gangsta routine on us? Just like that? Why? To look cool? Ya don't! Ya look... sad. Stop it!"

Shark Demon: "I can tell a weak willed stooge when I see one. I'll let the other guy go, but you ain't leaving alive. 'S easy money."

Angel Dust: "Aw, this bullshit tough guy ain't fooling me, babe. But... maybe we're giving of the wrong vibe. Let's speak a language you might just understand."

Y/n stands up at these words, already knowing what to do. However, the Shark Demon wasn't impressed at all. He only laughed.

"Oh? And what language is that? Fa--"

Blood red tendrils with spear-like ends shoot out of Y/n's body, piercing and stabbing through almost everyone in the warehouse and instantly killing them. The Shark Demon jumps from his chair in shock and fear and crawls away as Y/n brings the tendrils back and absorbs them into his body. Angel looks at him in slight anger.

"Dude, what the hell? I wanted to kill some!"

Y/n Ketsueki: Ease up, Anthony. I saved you the shark. You can kill him.