Hells Chef (fem!Hazbin hotel & Helluva boss x Male reader)

Chapter 36

Hi there, now now. I've been gone for maybe that like a mouth? It's better than 4, or 6. Look I'll tell you where I've been at the end... what's that? You don't care where I've been and just want to read the chapter? Well too bad I'm going to tell you anyway. Also fair warning, this is long. Like 9000+ words long, I didn't want to make these two chapters and couldn't find it in my heart to take out certain parts. Plus this one's special, I hope you can still enjoy.

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The definition of Extermination is, killing, especially of a whole group of people or animals. Usually, as the definition says, it would be the killing of groups of animals or insects. There were times in human history when this term was used. Now some people would deny certain facts about when or why it was used but for the citizens of hell, there was no denying what happened. Every year, (I think on new years? I could never really find the exact date so if you know, then could you tell me?), Angels or better known as Exorcists. Come down to hell, killing whatever demon that would tragically get caught in their sight.

Luckily, they don't usually go for demons that are indoors. They're like vampires, so maybe all you have to do to survive is put a sign outside saying 'no solicitors'. Then again I don't think they're really trying to sell you anything besides, you know, death. But then again you can't sell death, now can you? Or maybe you can, I don't know. A lot of things are possible nowadays, I could take one picture of my feet and at least one person would bust a nut to it. Or maybe I could start an OnlyFans, funny story my friend told me she sold feet pics to people. We were in high school then, I wonder what she's doing now... anyway.  

There was a certain unlucky demon that had become the target of obsession for all Exorcists within a mile radius of herself. She ducked into an ally to avoid a shower of bullets, she took in her surroundings and jumped into the nearest dumpster. The sound of bullets hitting the pavement stopped, she listened closely, hoping to hear wings flapping away to their next target. Luckily that's exactly what she heard, well that and the sound of whoever their next target was screaming. 'Thank you god, for making them as dumb as bricks.' She counted to 20 Mississippi then risked a peek outside. 'Maybe I should just stay in here for a whi–!!! Uhhh...' She kneed over and held her stomach in pain, "alright alright Jesus christ I'm going. For fucks sake." She crawled out of the trash and started running down the street.

'Alright, I need t—!' A sharp pain ran through her body, the pain only caused her to fall over. She wiped her tail around and half of it was missing, "AHHHHHH! Good lord that hurts!! Do you know how nerves I have in that thing!? Just because I can grow it back doesn't mean it doesn't hurt!!" She rolled out of the way of another spear, man can't they give a girl a break? She stumbled to her feet and keep running from left to right, zig-zagging to hopefully not get either shot or penetrated by another spear. Thank the lord for video games, they have taught her well. She dashed into another ally that was covered in vines, it wasn't that weird. Do you know how many houses are rundown and covered in ivy? Too many to be honest but no one cares to clean any of them, which is understandable. Because most of them are just crack dens. Don't ask how she knows... it was a very rough time in her life.