The mansion was burning in flames. Charlie was miserably sobbing, wanting her father back. At the same time, she was glad that her mother Lilith was somewhere else safe. Charlie was sitting on the cold pavement, her head buried in her arms.
Husker, Nifty, Angel, and Vaggie stood up beside each other, slowly losing all hope as the mansion crumbled into ashes. The firemen weren't coming yet. They never would, as they had business with the King of Hell.
Wait, what hope? About what?
The Survival Logbook was beginning to fall out of Angel's vest. He quickly grabbed it and stuffed it properly back into his suit.
Husker stared at the flames. The crackling sound rang in his ears. He had just lost his friend.
Friend?
Nifty held Husker's hand. He looked down at her, his eyes full of sadness. Vaggie sat down beside Charlie, whose sleeves were wet from the tears.
"I'm sorry Charlie." Vaggie gently patted her on the shoulder. Charlie didn't stop sobbing.
"Show it to us." In the distance, Vaggie heard Husker growl. She turned around to see him and Angel frowning at each other. Nifty looked at Vaggie.
"I told you, I'm not hiding anything!" Angel bellowed. He folded his arms in protest.
"I saw what you did! The book! Where is it?!" Husker's claws sharpened. Angel winced and took a step back. Vaggie widened her eyes and immediately stood between them.
"Guys, stop it! What's the matter?" Said Vaggie, eyeing Husker's claws.
"Angel's hiding something from us!" Husker snarled.
"No, I'm not, ya big prune! Stop being nosy!" Angel clenched his fists.
"I'll stop when I want to, you whore!!"
"Shut the fuck up, you good for nothing, drunk, pussy!"
"I hope you rot in hell!"
"Too bad because you're already in hell with me!!"
"Oh, is that so?!"
"Yeah! What are you gonna—"
"—Angel," Vaggie sighed, "Show it."
Realizing that Vaggie was dead serious, Angel quietly took out the book. He handed it to Vaggie and looked away, as Husker and Nifty joined and looked curiously at it.
"It was just there," Angel folded his arms, "Don't ask me how I got it, because I dunno." He walked over to sit beside Charlie, who was quiet and not crying anymore.
"Survival?" Husker muttered as he looked at the front cover of the book.
Nifty looked at a word written in the corner of the first page in cursive. It was hard to see since the writing was small.
"What does that say?" Asked Nifty, pointing to the small word. Husker and Vaggie squinted their eyes, trying to find out what the word was.
"It says... Does that say Olosten? What?" Vaggie blinked several times.
"No, I'm pretty sure it's... Wait, those are A's!" Husker pointed to the letters that looked like O to Vaggie.
"Wait, wait, let me see..." Vaggie squinted and then suddenly widened her eyes in shock.
"What the hell happened to you?" Husker raised an eyebrow.
"It-it says Alastor." Vaggie was shocked. So were Nifty and Husker.
"What? Are you fucking serious?!" Husker yanked the book away from Vaggie to see for himself. At first glance, his eyes widened. It was true what Vaggie was saying, it did say Alastor.
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Alastor's Past | FNAF x Hazbin Hotel | Original
Fanfiction"Oh I know we'll meet again some sunny day..." Ever since Alastor met Charlie, his afterlife had been more peaceful than ever. But what happens when someone familiar to Alastor comes back? What am I saying? Of course, he always does. [WARNING, THIS...
