To Nightfall

Chapter 2: The Hotel Obsidian

A/N: Welcome back! I just wanna give a heads up that you guys should be getting used to long chapters for this series. I got PASSIONATE!!

Warnings: slight sexual content, implications of sexual content, mentions of blood, violence and death (Viktor identifies as female in this chapter because I don't want to take away from his coming out)

Word Count: 5561

"Oh, Hotel Obsidian. I missed you, you slutty old dame."

In the middle of a busy downtown area stood a tall building, sporting numerous windows for numerous rooms on numerous floors. After the Hargreeves siblings had piled into the revolving doors all together and argued with each other while pushing through the door, they spilled into the lobby of the hotel. The decor was questionable, with elegant pillars glowing blue and chandeliers that twinkled, but tacky carpeting and furniture. Still, somehow, it managed to make sense for Klaus's hideout.

"Absorb her. Absorb her into your bosom," He led his siblings further into the lobby as they all observed their surroundings, including the odd characters spread throughout the room, all staring at them with measuring eyes. "You know, 'cause back in her heyday, she played host to world leaders."

The longer Klaus continued to speak, the more attention the siblings received, hotel guests that seemed to come from all walks of life stopping their conversations and staring them down.

"Roosevelt, Gandhi, Stalin, Gorbachev, Castro, King Olaf of Norway, one of the Kim Jongs, Tito, Dalai Lama, Elvis, and not one, but two Kardashians, allegedly. Wouldn't that- Where you going?"

He cut himself off when Allison walked right past him.

"I gotta make a call."

Klaus shrugged and turned back to everyone else. "Nowadays, she's just a flophouse, a party house for those of us not looking to be judged by society's rules and norms."

"You mean, a place to hide?" Luther raised a brow.

"Exactly! It's perfect! And the best part of it is, she's gonna look after us, no questions asked. Never ever. Right?"

At the feeling of eyes on her, (Y/N) turned to the right to find a man peeking at her from behind a newspaper. As soon as he was found out, he quickly covered his face again. On the other side of the room, two richly dressed individuals turned and whispered to each other, all while keeping their eyes on them as Klaus urged his siblings towards the front desk.

"This place is weird." Vanya commented as she followed.

Five began to follow, pulling his love with him by the hand. Her eyes continued to travel around and she met every glance thrown her way. For a place that lacked judgement, she sure did feel like she was being read like a children's book. She squeezed Five's hand after they both had returned a look from a very interesting individual who sat alone with a smoking pipe.

When they reached the desk, Klaus immediately rang the bell. An older man in uniform approached them with a frown. Klaus gasped with a smile when he saw him. "Chet! Mon frère! It's so great to see you. I'd like my usual suite, por favor."

Chet placed his finger on the bell to silence its faint ringing. "I've never seen you before."

"See? Told you. Discreet." He looked to Diego and Luther, who were happily petting the small pup sat in a dog bed beside where Chet stood.

"Please, stop scaring my dog." Chet demanded, Diego and Luther moving their hands away. (Y/N) gently smiled at the pup and leaned closer, reminded of her sweet golden retriever who she was forced to leave in the sixties.