Innocent e/c eyes, smooth s/t skin, h/t (hair texture) h/c locks, this was the type of boy requested. An all too specific description, but the manager didn't question it. She didn't question the strange look in the man's eyes, didn't question the fat stack of cash placed on the glass table, didn't question the strong scent of iron lingering on his body, and didn't question why he asked for the only underaged staff member they had.
"Sir, you requested me..?" A soft voice spoke. It was extremely obvious that the person was not old enough to work as a prostitute, obvious that he was barely even a teenager, but the man only smiled more at the voice.
"Come here, boy. I want you to care for me."
He tried to, he really did try to run, but the man yanked him back by an arm, dislocating the thirteen year old's shoulder. A painful scream echoed around the room, loud sobs following after. Everything the teen did only made the man smile more.
It was a sickening scene.
One that no one would want to remember, no one except the monster responsible for it.
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A sharp gasp is heard, fierce e/c eyes revealing themselves to the world.
The world... the world didn't look like this before..?
The eighteen year old lifts his sore body from the ground. His eyes wander across everything around him. The sky was red..? Why was the sky red?
Black hands raise from the hot concrete to brush the hair from out of his face. Black hands? What?
E/c eyes wander to his body, examining his strange appearance. Lanky black and white legs are sprawled out on the floor, a tail..? Laying beside them?
What the actual fuck was going on..?
The lanky teen rushes to a window, tripping over his own tail as he runs. His e/c eyes, were no longer e/c, now they were an emerald green. His features are sharp, skin now a pale grey color. His round ears were no longer round. They were sharp, almost as sharp as a knife. They were also exceptionally long.
A shaky black hand rises to his face, ruffling his silky white hair. He only just now noticed the white fingerless gloves covering his hand. This was strange... too strange. He used to be a human, but now... now he looks no different from a demon.
He isn't as tall as he thought he was, only being 5'6. His legs had betrayed his height.
A cat call sounds behind the elf, sharp green eyes turning to glare at the culprit. A spider thing tips an invisible hat to the teen, his suit catching him off guard.
"And what's a pretty little thing like you doing over here..?" A seductive voice whispers in his ear.
"ACK!" A gloved hand whacks the person next to him, the elf turning towards the voice.
"Ooh, a feisty little thing aren't ya?"
"Wh- where the fuck am I!? Who the fuck are you, what the fuck am I?"
The teen turns around again, being met with nothing. Cold hands wrap around his head, positioning his face to look back at the window. A sinister smirk is the only thing reflected by the stranger.
"A newcomer, I see... Well, little one, you're in hell." Shivers go down the teen's back, green eyes darting to the now empty space beside him. The man was gone once again.
He couldn't believe it... He was in hell? Why the fu- I mean... Why was he in hell? He didn't belong in hell.
That was the day, an eighteen year old prostitute decided. He would change his life for the better. He would make sure he could live exactly how he had wanted to on earth.
That was the day he vowed, to be a slut-
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That was the day he vowed, to be who he truly wanted to be.
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Sup. I know this is kinda short for a first chapter, but future chapter will be a helluva lot longer.
Get the pun?
Anywho. Thanks for reading the first chapter of "Helluva Confused Demon"
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Helluva Confused Demon | Helluva Boss x Male Reader
FanfictionYou died. You somehow died and are now in hell. I do not own Helluva Boss, nor do I own you. Updates may or may not be slow.
