The Lost Love

Chapter 1: Meeting her

It was another normal day at the Hazbin Hotel and Charlie and Angel Dust were talking about their latest dates with their partners as Husk was tending to his bar. "Hey Husk, are you in love with anyone?" Charlie asked as she and Angel turned to him. "I told you already, I lost the ability to love years ago." he responded and Charlie sat at the bar. "Why? What happened?" she asked worriedly and the cat turned away from her. She then proceeded to pester him for answers with Angel Dust joining in. "What's going on?" a female with light blue skin, dark blue hair in a bun, green eyes, and purple makeup walked in. She was wearing a blue blazer over a purple shirt with a matching blue pencil skirt. She also had blue heels and a peacock tail headband over her crest. Her long nails were also painted black.

"Hey Dee! Husk said that he lost the ability to love years ago and we're trying to find out what happened." Angel Dust explained and Alastor walked in with Niffty. "You do know that they won't give up until you tell them." Alastor pointed out and Husk sighed. "Fine. If it'll get you to shut up and leave me alone, I'll tell you!" Husk grumbled and everyone gathered around him.

He remembered how he looked that fateful day. His black hair was slicked back and he wore a simple suit with a red tie. He was in Russia at a fancy casino and the man he was accompanying led him to a poker table where a few other men were sitting. A waiter served them all a drink and Husk grumbled and took a long sip of his drink as the men near him chatted amongst themselves about who knows what. He certainly didn't care. He rolled his eyes and glanced out a nearby window to watch the snow falling softly from the sky.

"тебе нравится вечеринка (Are you enjoying the party?)" the man beside him asked and his attention was drawn away from the window. Husk shrugged and took another sip of his drink. It was then that he heard the faint music that had been playing as the crowd's chatter had gone quiet. "В чем дело? (What's going on?)" Husk asked. "Они здесь (They're here)" the man beside him answered as if he were in a daze.

The crowd went dead quiet as an extremely large figure entered the room and sat at one of the tables on the ledge that overlooked the room.

"Подожди, ты сказал, что они. Кто еще здесь? (Wait, you said they. Who else is here?)" Husk asked quietly to the man next to him. A soft jingling was heard and a slightly plump woman's figure entered and stood beside the monstrous man's figure. The woman's figure leaned over to whisper to the man and the large male cleared his voice. Just from that sound alone, Husk could tell that the man had an extremely deep voice. He zoned out as the man spoke, his desire for a stronger alcoholic drink drowning out the man's deep voice that spoke with a thick and heavy Russain accent. Once the man had stopped speaking, everyone cheered and went back to what they were doing. It was then that Husk noticed that his glass was empty and the man beside him was preoccupied.

He got out of his seat and went over to the bar where he ordered his next drink. The bartender nodded and began to make his drink. As he waited, some people tried to chat with him, but he shrugged them off. Once his drink was finished, the bartender handed it to him and once he took a sip, he immediately spit it out. Being too busy with his rant about how awful the drink was and how he wanted something stronger, he failed to notice the figure approaching the bar. "Я не мог согласиться больше (I couldn't agree with you more)" he heard a woman with a thick Russian accent say. "Я видел тебя с Деметрием, ты его гость?(I saw you with Demetri, are you his guest?)" the woman asked and Husk nodded. "Кто знал, что Деметрий приведет такого интересного гостя (Who knew that Demetri would bring such an entertaining guest)" The woman mused as she let out a laugh. "Что это должно значить ?! (Just what's that supposed to mean?!)" Husk growled.  "Ничего против тебя. Просто Деметрий обычно приносит скучных гостей. Это довольно освежает (Nothing against you. It's just that Demetri usually brings boring guests. It's rather refreshing)" she responded and she ordered a drink that was not on any of the menus. The bartender paused and shook his head, clearly refusing to make her drink.

"Какая?! Почему нет?!?! (What?! Why not?!?!)" the woman demanded. "Есть проблема?(Is there a problem?)" the male that Husk had sat with, who was now identified as Demetri, asked as he approached the bar.

"Да! Выпивка не достаточно сильна! (Yeah! The booze ain't strong enough!!)" Husk complained. "И он отказывается сделать мой напиток! (And he refuses to make my drink!)" the woman responded angrily. Demetri sighed and put a hand on the woman's back. The woman quickly moved away and Husk heard the jingling from earlier. He quickly turned around to see the man with the woman that had dark teal hair. She was wearing an elegant light blue dress with snowflakes and silver sleeves with matching snowflake design, eyes as blue as ice, black lipstick and nail polish. When she moved, the intricate silverish-blue necklace she was wearing jingled.

A maid carefully walked over and she tried handing the woman a dark blue muff hand warmer. Two more large men walked over and tried to escort the woman away as Demetri sat next to Husk. The woman quickly got out of their grasp and let out a huff. She then leaned into Husk to whisper in his ear.

"О, и если бы я был тобой, я был бы осторожен с Домиником и Деметрием, ты проиграл им, и они, не колеблясь, возьмут тебя за голову (Oh and if I were you, I'd be careful around Dominick and Demetri, you lose to them and they won't hesitate take your head)" the woman warned coldly before she was escorted away.