The Candle | Hazbin Hotel

003

Falling through the air, I landed on top of a building gently. How weird. I thought as I looked around.

The sky was red and honestly beautiful. There were multiple advertisement boards that contained odd content, but what else to expect from hell?

Though the situation soon dawned on me, this was Hell. The place Adam is always talking about. How gross and murderous and— I looked back up at the sky again and noticed it had a pentagram.

Crap. Crap crap crap crap.

Slowly, I climbed down a fire escape. Keeping eyes everywhere. In a situation like this I couldn't freak out. Did I really leave Adam for this?

I retracted my wings so that my back would appear normal. Keeping low would probably be a good idea. Putting shoes on before I left probably would've been smart too, I stared at a rusted needle I barely missed stepping on.

Taking deep breaths, I continued walking with my head down. Though some sort of crowd formed, I looked to the other side of the street, noticing that some sort of Tv guy was singing. I couldn't think much on it as I bumped in to another.

"Oh! Hello, I'm sorry, I'll get out of your way," I apologized, looking at a red dressed man. He was oddly attractive and had fluffy ears. Tall too.

"Don't worry darling, I'm Alastor, pleasure to meet you, quite the pleasure! And who much you be, dear?" His eye twitched.

"Juniper Starlet! I apologize for disturbing your day, I just arrived here today and was looking for a place to be," I shrugged bashfully. "I'll get out of your hair now."

Briefly, he looked past me, "I know a place, fret not, my dear."

He grabbed my arm and suddenly I felt my world fading as if I passed out. Instead my eyes opened to find myself in front of some sort of hotel.

"Thank... you?" He wasnt there anymore. What an oddball.

I knocked on the door nervously, my hands wrung together.

It was silent for a moment, until the door opened calmly by a girl slightly taller than me. She had white hair, grey skin and one eye. She was very pretty and awfully stylish too, I noted.

She seemed pretty on guard, "welcome to the Hazbin Hotel, how can I help?"

Another set of footsteps came up from the door, excited loud ones. Another girl, her skin pale white along with blond hair and a tall figure. She wore a suit and a very bright smile.

"Hello! Welcome! Come in!" She ushered me in.

I walked into a very cool lobby, all of it gave off a certain vibe. I liked it though. One thing I took note of immediately was the portrait on the wall, where I immediately noticed Lucifer and Lilith. The girl in the painting looking exactly like the one in front of me.

I feel like I've seen Lilith somewhere...

Shit.

"Uhh hello! My name is Juniper! I was lead here by some guy wearing all red, though I can't remember his name. May I ask what this is all about? I just arrived in hell thirty minutes ago," I word vomited nervously. What's with that portrait?

The blondie squealed, "hi!! Oh my stars, so this is a hotel created by me, basically I believe that sinners and lost souls alike instead of the exorcist— babe," the white haired girl interrupted.

The two other people at the hotel shared a look.

"Sorry, sorry, my bad. Anyways, this is a hotel for second chances! For redemption! Salvation! Whatever you'd like to call it! Are you interested? Are you? Are you?" She gushed.

I really liked this girl's demeanor, despite that stupid portrait of Lucifer's stupid handsome face.

"Yes, so what's the end goal?" I asked more, her eyes sparkled more if that was even possible.

"I'm glad you asked! The goal is to lesson the population in hell! To be able to transport souls to heaven without all the— I'm sorry where are my manners? My names Charlie Morningstar!" She smiled at me wider.

Morningstar. Shit.

"My name is Juniper Starlet!" I smiled back, though I didn't quite understand why I felt so comfortable around her. I mean, she was a likely decent of Lucifer.

"That name sounds awfully familiar... oh well! Welcome to the Hazbin, err Happy Hotel!"

"Where did you come from anyways?" The greyish purple skinned girl squinted at me.

"Cmon Vaggie, give her a chance!" Charlie not so discreetly whispered to Vaggie.

The name Vaggie sounded vaguely familiar.

"Well, to be truthful, I'm not a sinner," I smiled awkwardly at the two. Why would I tell them that, fuck.

The others in the room stood alert at that one.

"Well what do you mean? Silly, everyone's a sinner down here, embrace the change! I'm sure you'll be up in heaven no time!" Charlie rambled, pacing.

"Ha, well I'm not completely sure I want to go there... I've fallen," I looked down awkwardly. Stop talking oh my goodness.

"If you don't appreciate me here that's fine, but I do want you to know that I believe in your cause of redemption," I put my hand on Charlie's shoulder.

Vaggie's eyes softened at me slightly.

"What did you do?" Charlie asked, softer this time.

"I left my husband. To be fair I was more like let go... I don't really know how to describe it. She let me fall. Saying it out loud kind of makes it sound more dramatic than what it was," I scratched the back of my neck.

Charlie ignored the rest of the people in the room, focusing on me. "It's okay! You can stay here, I'll just have to see how to deal with you. Here, let me give you a tour..."

She led me all around the hotel and introduced me to Nifty, Angel Dust and Husk. After that I accidentally tuned her out. Vaggie joined us on our journey to make sure Charlie wasn't overwhelming.

We arrived at room 212, "—and here's your key! Go ahead and get settled! Most the time we hang in the lobby!"

"Thank you Charlie, truly. I thought I was gonna die out there. You're too good," I smiled and hugged her, feeling terribly maternal.

Vaggie smiled at the scene, her arms crossed.

Her eyes teared up as I pulled away, "don't worry! I'm just overwhelmed with emotions! You're so nice to me, it's so... sweet!" Charlie's voice broke by the end of her sentence as Vaggie pulled her away.

I watched the two of them until they made it down the hall to the stairs.

Entering my room, all of it looked normal. A comfy red bed, red velvet curtains, a chair and a tv. Cozy and cute. Though in the drawers there weren't any clothes. Major problem for a shopaholic like me.

Laying on my bed I stretched my wings out, feeling my back pop.

So, Lucifer's daughter, huh?