Hey Little Songbird

Chapter 4: We'll Meet Again.

As Molly descended, her body was surrounded by a chrysalis of brightly colored flames. Every inch of her body was enveloped in immeasurable pain, no doubt this was on purpose because it was considered a punishment for most angels to fall. Even her beautiful wings were being burnt away until they reached the very bone. Molly could feel her body shift, well aware of every part of her body being taken and added.

If she was helping the princess of hell, why did this need to be so painful?

Couldn't they have just made a portal for her to go through?

Molly's head began to pound hard, which made her clench her jaw to not scream. It took all of her strength to not pass out from the sheer amount of physical torture that her body was being through. Alas for the angel, it wasn't meant to be. Once her body turned into a more demonic form, the newly acquired form would get her to blend in with the harsh environment that awaited her.
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A pale, effeminate spider demon was leaning on the railing of the outside balcony. He crossed his arms as he looked out into the city, lost in thought about his current situation. Normally he smoked his cigarette inside, but he wasn't in the mood to hear from the hotel's manager complain. He looked down at his cigarette as he clenched his teeth.

At one point in his life, he loved the taste because it reminded him of the man he had feelings for. Every inch of him and piece of clothing always had the smell of this brand of cigarettes. It was the only brand his employer would buy, the only brand he expected his employees to buy. The spider tossed the butt of the cigarette off of the balcony as he brushed his bangs back in frustration.

Where did his life go so wrong?

Many moments could have been the pinpoint as to when his life turned sour, but none were ones he wanted to remember. The spider buried his face into his hands as he sighed. The only person who understood him besides his mom was his sister. It had been so many years since he last saw her. All he could hope was that she was okay, his sister was too good for hell.
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His last memory of her was after he tried committing suicide. The doctors had placed him in a medically induced coma. He felt like he was floating in space, somewhere between life and death. There she stood, like the angel he had never asked for, spending her extra time to be at his bedside. She would talk to him, sing to him, and keep him company.

If she only knew how much her company meant to him, how he could feel her sadness whenever she approached him. Although he couldn't talk to her, or react, he could always tell when she had come to visit. The day he departed from the world was not only tough for him but also her. They were each other's twin, halves of the same soul.

The hope to reunite with her faded over time when he found out what the afterlife had in store for him. He would not wish this on his own worst enemy, the things he needed to do to survive turned his stomach. He was no longer Anthony Robert Bernardi, the son of the wannabe famous mobster Henry Bernardi, he went by a different name which changed his afterlife forever.

The moment he had crossed paths with the overlord of depravity Valentino, thoughts of his former human life disappeared. All the world knew him as Angel Dust, hell's number one porn star. Whether he was on a pole, or in front of a camera, all of hell knew of his face. He grew to hate this lifestyle and the abuse that his boss would put him through tirelessly. 

Every chance he tried to fix his afterlife only put him into further debt. That debt was something Valentino would remind him of every chance he got. Like it or not, the moth overlord had reeled him in. Valentino had gotten more than debt out of Angel, he had also gotten Angel's eternal soul as well. God, he hated the moth and his cocky smile, the spider demon was so desperate to get away.

What was the price for freedom? 

He wasn't sure.

The spider demon risked everything to join the princess at her hotel for redemption. Yeah the rules sucked, and Vaggie was a complete pain in the ass, but at least he got to stay rent-free as long as he played nice. The one day he played hooky was during the recent turf wars. He needed to help his sugar tits defend her turf, he owed her. The shorter cyclops reminded him so much of his sister.
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Angel Dust stared up at the sky and noticed a shooting star falling from the sky off in the distance. That was an odd sight, but he figured it was another sinner falling. So many would fall daily that it was no wonder they needed a cleansing every year. Angel shrugged as he turned around to walk back inside; if he had only one wish, it was to see his twin sister one more time.

A tear was brought to the spider's eye as he thought of the songs his sister would sing at his bedside. The last one he could remember was after his life support was disconnected and the rest of his family had left the room. Angel wiped his eyes as he opened the door to his room to be greeted by his pet pig. He picked up the small little piglet and held him in his four arms gently. 

"Why now did that stupid song appear in my mind Nugs?" He asked the piglet.

Angel walked to his bed and sat down, "It's not like I'm ever gonna see her again." 

He sighed while laying down on his bed and letting the piglet free on the bed beside him. The spider petted the pig gently as his eyes began to water again. Closing his eyes, he succumbed to the exhaustion his body and mind rolled onto him. At least Fat Nuggets would never leave him. The piglet and Cherri Bomb were the only family the spider demon had.
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Molly's bright flame falling towards hell had gotten more attention than the average sinner. 

To the low-level demons, they thought it was the appearance of a new overlord arriving. This would surely mean some of the current overlords could be taken down. One could only hope for that anyway.

To the overlords that noticed, there had been several thoughts that ended similarly. If this was a powerful sinner, it would be useful to get that sinner under their control before another overlord had gotten to them. If it was something else, it would surely cause trouble to the empires they had built in the pride ring.

The king of hell watched the brightly colored flame landing far into his kingdom from his large window. He only observed while his queen walked up behind him to touch his shoulder affectionately. His demeanor shifted from a serious one to surprisingly calm. His signature smile widened at the sight. He had seen that kind of flame before. Another fallen angel had entered his kingdom. 

Oh, this was going to be fun.

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AUTHOR'S NOTES
Hello everyone!

I apologize for this being a shorter chapter compared to the others.
I quite honestly had a different song and writing style picked out for this chapter, but tragedy has struck fairly recently.

After months of declining health, my grandpa passed away late last night. I had no motivation to write anything whatsoever until I found some songs which have given me some semblance of inspiration to me.

The two songs I used to write this chapter I dedicate to his memory.

One is "We'll Meet Again" which I linked above.

The other is "See You Again" by Carrie Underwood.

Grandpa, I pray you find peace, and that I will see you again some sunny day.

Thank you to everyone who has been supporting me, you are all amazing. See you in chapter 5!