Headaches & Hazbins: Book 1: New Kind of Life, New Kind of Hell

Chapter 14: Roadtrip!!!: Part 1

A/N: Howdy! I bet you're a bit confused about why there's an author note at the beginning of the chapter instead of the end. Welp, that's because in this chapter things are gonna start to sound a bit... Non-cannon... Why? Well, I have to develop the story somehow! Don't worry, I won't do stuff like this often and will only do it to develop the story. Anyways I hope you enjoy it, and I'll see you in the next chapter!

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A Month Later At Jerry's Workshop...

[Asher is lying down on his bed reading a book and listening to his radio. He's wearing his usual outfit along with his gas mask and silver locket around his neck. He seems to be reading "A Farewell to Arms" while listening to some relaxing music.]

Asher's Radio: ♫*Relaxing Music*♫

[Asher's room hasn't changed much, clean and organized. However, he seems to have added something new to it. On the wall above the side of his bed is a wooden plaque holding up a familiar-looking spear. It's the spear that Asher was impaled with during the Cleansing. You can tell it's the exact same spear because Asher's dried blood is still all over the tip of it. There also seems to be something engraved on a shiny piece of metal under the spear. It reads "I would sooner die a second time than let some fallen-angel-walk-the-nine-hells-fuck get the better of me. -Asher C. Burns" and the date "First Cleansing, 1943" beneath it. It looks like Asher is taking pride in the fact that he's still alive after getting impaled next to the heart and pinned to the ground. And judging by his mood, and the fact that he fixed the truck, he seems to have made a remarkable recovery. Asher continues to read his book peacefully enjoying the music. Until-]

*CLANG*

*POWER DOWN SOUND*

[Suddenly all the light on the ceiling and Asher's lamp immediately turn off. The room is pitch black. Asher lies still on the bed for a few seconds as if nothing happened. He then looks up from his book, which he can't read anymore, and looks around his room.]

Asher: Huh... The power went out...

Asher's Radio: ♫*Toreador March Starts Playing*♫

Asher: Yet my radio continues to play music... (In Head) I would get rid of that thing... But I'm scared It'll follow me...

[Asher then shivers.]

Asher: (In Head) I say that like it already hasn't...

[Asher closes his book and tosses it beside him on his bed. He moves to the side of the bed and sits up. He looks over to his radio, which is still somehow powered on and playing music. He looks at it suspiciously before seemingly remembering something. He reaches into his vest with his left hand and takes out a flip lighter. He flips it open and flicks it.]

*Flip*

*Flick* *Flick* *Flick*

*Click*

[The lighter flicks a few times before clicking and creating a small flame. The flame isn't large and barely lights up any of the room, however, it does grant visibility to Asher's maroon vest and the area around him. He looks around at what little he can see of his room, his eyes stop on his lamp next to his radio. He reaches over to the lamp and pulls on its chain.]

*Click*

[Nothing happens after he pulls it. He pulls the chain again.]

*Click*

[Nothing. There's no electricity. Yet the radio still plays music...]

Asher's Radio: ♫*Classical Music*♫