Hazbin Hotel 31 Day One Shot Challenge

Day 26 - The Time Before Radio

This one shot is one where Angel goes back in Time when Alastor was Alive and meets him as a human.

Time is always a valuable thing. We have such a small time on earth, and now eternity in hell? It's crazy to me to think that Earth was only just a small portion of my life and I feel like I didn't accomplish much. I hated living on Earth, and part of me hated living in hell. One was temporary, and the other is permanent.

I never thought I would ever see Earth again. That wasn't probably woke up and found the sky blue. At least in the pride ring, the sky ain't blue.

I was in a forest but I could hear birds chirping. Where I grew up, I was in the city. Not much nature we see. But this was actually nice.

Standing up, I felt off. Looking down, I was missing a set of arms. I only had one pair now. And I wasn't fluffy. Instead, I looked human. Was I dreaming? I didn't think I was dreaming. If this was a dream, I decided to make the best of it and explored the woods that my subconscious developed.

As I was walking, I heard a loud bang. Birds scattered to the sky, and I looked over to where the sound came from. I blinked. It was a man. He had a rifle in his hand.

Lifting the rifle up, the man readjusted his glasses and headed over to the corpse of a deer. I guess he is a hunter. Something seemed familiar about him though.

Seen as this was the only person I had encountered, I decided to talk to him. "Hello!"

The man looked over at me with a frown. "You do realize you are in hunting grounds right?"

His voice sound familiar too. I gave a small shrug and said, "no, and to tell you the truth, I feel a bit lost. Where am I?"

The man chuckled. "You are in Louisiana. If you are lost, I can help you out of the woods."

"Oh that would be delightful."

"Do you... need help with your..."

"No. I can tell that this makes you a little uncomfortable. You don't seem like the type that does hunting. It's all right. I have a wagon not too far from here, it will take a moment, but once I have this on my wagon, we can head back to my place." The man said.

"No. This doesn't make me uncomfortable at all. I've seen way worse. I'll just help you since you are helping me. My name is Ange.... Anthony.... My name is Anthony." I could not tell my name was Angel. If I did, I would get some very odd look on why I have a very feminine name. And based on how this man was dressed, I do not think I will have a pleasant response. He looks like he's from a different time period than I was from. And I do know that my kind of people we're not well respected. Plus I was human now, or at least I am subconsciously, so I might as well use my human name.

"Alastor. My name is Alastor Hartfelt." I froze. Did he just say that his name was... he did say his name was Alastor. There's no way that this is the radio demon. I mean, it is totally possible, but why and how? Is this what he looked like as a human?

"Alastor, huh... okay. Let's just gather up your things and go." I gave a small chuckle.

Once we actually got the deer into the wagon, I sat next to him almost scared to what he could do to me. From what I recall, the amount of information I actually know about him before he became a demon was that he was a serial killer. So asking for his help may not have been the best. However, it wasn't like I could know that he was the radio demon. I definitely would never suspect him to be a serial killer. He seems so nice. A real gentleman. I guess that makes sense when I think about it because he did treat a lot of women in his life with respect.

"So, Anthony, you don't seem to be around here. Wandering around the woods, especially around here, is dangerous. And from the looks of it, you don't seem to carry a weapon." Alastor noted.