Helluva Job (Helluva Boss x Male Reader) Hiatus will be worked on, not completed

Explosive Beginning and Scavenging

Recap: After dying via semitruck, waking up in an alley, regaining his bearings, and checking himself out in a abandoned building we return to Y/N exiting only to be met with a nearby explosion.

POV Y/N:

Y/N: -KER!!!

Y/N: 'I just got out of this damn building and already I want to go back inside! Why the fuck is going on now!'

Looking to my left back towards the way I came from I see, and hear several explosions mixed with gunfire. So like a normal person I turn into the opposite direction and book it with all my might cause fuck that shit I don't know what happens if I die again! 

After running for around fifteen minutes I slow to a stop feeling I have distanced myself far enough from whatever the hell was going on. Taking a second to take in my surroundings I notice that I have ran further towards the outskirts of the city, looking around I don't see anyone or thing moving around. 

Seeing I am currently alone I take the shard of glass from my pocket and hold it in my right hand careful to get a firm grip but not cut myself. I then hide my hand with the shard in my hoodie pocket so that I am at least semi ready to defend myself if needed.

Once I have myself as ready as I can be I realize I have a very important decision to make, where the fuck do I go from here? I could continue going in the direction I was running but with how run down everything is where I am now I probably won't find anything really useful though the less "people" the safer. 

Then there is going back towards where I came from and while I know I could probably find something helpful the fact I could walk into a potential warzone isn't exactly appealing especially when all I have is a piece of glass. I can't just stay where I am since again there is nothing here plus I can't just waste all day(?) here.

After thinking about if hell has day and night I decide to choose the best option I can think of right now and head into the city more, but just until I start seeing a few people again. That way I am not throwing myself directly into a bad situation, and still know a good direction to run in case shit hits the fan, well more. So I start heading back the way I came until I could start hearing faint explosions again, and see some creatures walking around.

As a wander around the slightly populated part of the city I make sure to stay alert of my surroundings I check around for anything useful while making sure to avoid making eye contact. Since I'm in hell its probably safe to assume that a lot of people here are ready for a fight in a moment's notice, and having no actual experience in a fight that's bad for me. 

Looking around I notice people of all shapes, and sizes walking around with varying appearances as if they weren't even the same species. I do notice there are some people with similar body structures though so maybe there is a reason why you end up looking a certain way when you get sent to hell?

For what felt like hours I walked around avoiding people, making sure I don't cross roads unless I absolutely have to and even then making sure to watch my surroundings when running across. I really don't want to get in another car accident since I have had way more incidents with cars than anyone should ever have, especially considering I'm in hell people probably care less about if they hit someone... Well my fear of automobiles aside for now I end up in a neighborhood of sorts but there is one thing different about this one with the others I have walked through. That being the several corpses scattered around the place in various positions with bullet casings littered everywhere.

Looking around no one "alive" seems to be here, thinking for a second this might actually be a good opportunity for me to look for something I can use. Looting corpses might not be the most moral thing but I'm in hell anyway and this could potentially end up saving my skin so why the fuck not?