|"YOUR WHAT.?!"| Hazbin Hotel x Mother Oc

𝔸 S𝕠𝕞𝕖w𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝??

Amora's POV

Falling....

That's the only thing I remember before it went dark. The feeling of weightlessness, of gravity losing its grip, and then all the sudden I hit the ground

That was when I woke up instantly disoriented and confused.

"Ouch.." I said as I pushed myself up right and slowly dusted off my clothes from the dirt and debris from the ground. I looked around at my surroundings wondering where I was only to notice 3 things instantly.

A red sky with a city in the shape of a pentagram, and a sign saying Welcome To Hell.

"..So this is hell.? Hm.., not quite how I imagined it..." I said, still sore and tired from the fall. I started walking around trying to get a sense from my surroundings only seeing chaos and...a lot of blood.

Someone had bumped into me by accident..I hope "Oh i'm terribly sorry-" I tried to apologize before being cut off by the man looking fly..I can't really tell..weird.

"Tch!..watch where you're going you sack of shit!" The man-fly glared angrily, pushing her away and continued to walk away.

I just stared in shock and confusion by the interaction 'Oh how rude, didn't they teach that man any manners' I thought annoyed

He's the one who bumped into me in the first place, and I had the decency to apologize to him. I continued to stare at him while he walked away but..-

SPLASH

"Oh my...goodness.." I covered my mouth in surprise and disgust by the blood now scattered all over the place.

A giant boulder had squished the man that bumped into me...wait where did that boulder even come from?! I looked around to find an answer on where that boulder came from but..nothing..

'This place surely is...something.." I though still trying to process what happened

Maybe I'll get used to that type of...stuff while living here...since no one around batted an eye....it's probably a normal occurrence down here..

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Yea...I got lost after the last..Incident

I ended up in a town called cannibal town...and as you expected there were people eating others of their own kind in every corner of the town.

As I kept walking, I saw a place Called Franklin and Rosie Emporium.

Not having anywhere to go..I should head inside just to have a roof to stand by, even if it's just for a while..

"..I hope Al would be fine without me there...'' I sighed sadly before heading inside..

I hope Alastor would have a better future now that his so-called "father" is now gone...I hope he would have a better life even if i'm not there with him...maybe it would be better than anything a could have provided him..

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Alastor's POV

  I was heading home after being left out of his friend group again...it's always been like that, but I still hang out with them...even if I get left out.

 I don't want my mom to be worried, she already does too much and already has many other worries in her hands, I don't want her to worry more about me.. so I just keep the play of actually getting along with my so called "friends".

The sun started to set, making it a little hard to see but my house wasn't far away. As I got closer I could see the door open.

'weird..mom doesn't usually leave the door open...especially since there have been some burglaries nearby..' I muttered to myself.

I decided to brush off the uneasiness, but still approached the door cautiously, peeking inside.

The house was eerily silent. "Mom.?" I called out, my voice trembling slightly. There was no response.

Taking a deep breath, I stepped inside. The familiar scent of my moms Jambalaya mingled in the air with something metallic and sharp, but it was barely there.

I walked towards the kitchen thinking my mom was there..My eyes widened in confusion and fear. There, on the polished wooden floor, were droplets of blood leading towards the back door of the kitchen...it was wide open as well.

I took a closer look at the kitchen..it looked like a mess, some glass was on the floor..and something seems to have gone missing...at the same time.. There was no sign of mom.

Scared, I ran out of the house to my neighbor's home.

It was a nice elderly lady who lived next door, who was just about to walk inside her home while carrying some bags filled with ingredients. 

She heard some steps quickly getting closer from behind, which caused her to turn around.

"Alastor..? What's wrong, dear?" the elderly lady asked voice filled with concern.

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