A Liar in hell(Helluva Boss/Hazbin Hotel fanfic)

Chapter 1; No longer human

ACT 1: END OF THINGS IN KRAT
P's POV
Finally, it was over. Simon Manus was dead. But why did Gemini stay so silent as they reached the final stretch? It was just P and Gemini, on the elevator. Down, and down and down... As they both sat in silence. P, even when he knew this was the end, he couldn't help but feel a sense of dread. Ever since the King of Puppets implied that Geppetto was only after his heart, he couldn't help but shake the feeling his creator was hiding something. As the Elevator came to a stop, P's fears were suddenly sky rocketted. Geppetto was here, why was he here? How? P gripped the hilt of his clockwork sword his mechanical arm, he had taken off Falcon eyes and put on the Arm of steel. It was a more reasonable arm to wear when he wasn't expecting a challenging fight. He had come across many foes on this journey and he was ready for it to end. However, not like this.

"My son..." Geppetto broke the silence, approaching P with his arms outstretched, an unfamiliar pair of gloves on the hands of P's creator. P backed up a little bit, unaware of how to react to his maker being right there, in a place where he couldn't have possibly gotten into without P knowing. "Son... It's ok." Geppetto closed the distance while P was distracted, he hughed the poor puppet tightly before gripping his shoulders. "Now... You can finally be a real boy. You just have to give me your heart." Geppedo said as he smiled at P, expectingly.

P felt himself fall apart... this entire time, Geppetto, the man who he would call his father. The man P thought he could trust with anything. Was only after his heart. The P-Organ that kept him running as the violent puppet killing puppet that he was. He was just that to Geppetto, a puppet to be tossed aside after its use. The poor boy couldn't contain his anger, his despair, his betrayed mechanical heart cried out in pain. He took a dediant step backaway from his father.

"Hm... It appears as though you will not listen... Children who disobey must be punished." Geppetto said as his suitcase which's existence went unnoticed by P until the deafening click sounded in the near empty ruins that surrounded them. Then P saw golden puppet strings come from his father's gloves as he stepped to the side, follwoing the strings he sees the long rotten corpse inside the suitcase stand up, with a mechanical skeleton, standing exposed underneath the torso of said corpse. The corpse brandished a blade, one resembling a scissor.

"How could you do this Geppetto? We trusted you!" Gemini yelled, demanding an answer from the puppet maker. "I will have my son back!" Geppetto stated firmly as the Nameless corpse Puppet attacked P, taking a downward slash towards our shocked protagonist. P wasn't equipped for this, he barely blocked the attack with his own sword. He attempted to take a punch towards the puppet while their guard was down but much to P's horror his counter attack was interupted by a kick to his stomach that sent him back onto the ground. He rolled out of the way of the blade as two blades came down towards him. P panicked as he tried to understand what just happened. "Head in the game P! That sword can become two!" P's companion in a lamp warned him as that was the only thing Gemini could do.

P finally stood up and had an opportunity to be on the offensive. He took said opportunity to place loads of strikes against the Nameless puppet, only for it all to be blocked. He got a solid punch in but not much else as he is finally parried and thrown back, feeling the cold steel pierce his equally as cold fake flesh on his side. He had taken a hard hit. Letting out a pain grunt P crushed a pulse cell in his hand, repairing the damages done to him in that moment.

The Nameless Puppet used the opening of P repairing himself to jumped back and split their weapon in two, crouching down and getting into a stance like they were ready to dash. With a flash of red they shot towards P with tremendous speed, the betrayed boy barely able to block the strike with his sword, but at the cost of the blade snapping into two pieces, falling to the ground at P's feat.