The death of an angelic sinner

day 1 of the search: there is more to this story (part 1)

(This takes place after the events of day 5)

Vaggie was gone, Charlie was broken, Emily and Lute were out of it, and Anthony and Nifty had no idea what they could do
Anthony looked down at the little demon running around his feet. She was so tiny and cute.

"Where vaggie?" Nifty looked up at Anthony, her one eye shining brightly from the tears it had produced.

"She's, she's gone,"

Anthony looked down at the tiny demon at his feet. She was staring up at him, her eyes producing more and more tears as time went on.

"I'm sorry,"

Neither of the 2 knew what to say as by now Emily, Charlie, and Lute had turned around they were as om-edge as Anthony was, not knowing it saying anything would be a good idea. Charlie's tears multiplied as she thought about her late girlfriend, Emily landed not far away from her, and Lute was just staring she wasn't used to the hotel being this quiet. Everything was just quiet. It all felt slowed down as Anthony started speaking.

"Nif, she passed away a few days ago. Remember?"

Nifty looked at him as if he were speaking Dutch. But she understood her bottom lip started to shake as she sniffed. Her eye was watering as she cried.
"I want vaggie."
She cried out holding onto Anthony's leg,
"I WANT VAGGIE."
It didn't seem like Nifty was gonna calm down anytime soon.

the whole hotel was in ruïnes. only thing this time, it wasn't literal. The hotel was this standing, but its staff and residents weren't doing that well. Charlie got triggered by almost every little thing. Emily wouldn't stop flying around, Lute had been quiet for a while, Alastor was in Canabal town, and Husk was still around but he had been keeping to himself a lot, he wasn't ready to explain the thing he knew yet.

"Anthony," the sudden sound of that sweet voice made Anthony shoot upright.
"Yes, princess," he gently opened the door as he saw Charlie. She didn't look too good. She looked hurt. she had wounds in her arms. The redness under her eyes was even worse than it had been in the past weeks.

"Oh dear," The. Worry on Anthony's face only grew as he felt Charlie's body against his. He held her tightly as she cried, her tears staining Anthony's shirt.
"Hey, hey, what's the matter?"
"I, I, miss her I just want my girlfriend back, I just want her back."
Anthony sighed deeply as he wrapped all 4 of his arms around her.
"I'm so sorry, princess,"
"Anthony, what's the point of me? All I do is mess things up. Hell is a mess."

He had heard this before, but not from Charlie. He looked down at her in his arms. He remembered that right before she passed away, Vaggie had hugged him like this as well. He felt the pain and sorrow coming back as he
"You sound just like,-" but he shut up before he could make Charlie's mental health even worse.
"Anthony,"
"I'm here, princess."
"Where has she gone?"
"I don't know, dear, I'm sorry."

Anthony held Charlie in his arms as she cried.
"ANTHONY, ANTHONY" Nifty came running in with Vaggie's speer.
"Dear? What's going on?" He looked as she ran around with the speer. It was 3x her height it looked so ridiculous, but what was Nifty saying?
"Nifty dear?"
"SHE LEFT HER SPEER"
"I know, dear."
"SHE NEEDS HER SPEER, SHE CAN'T GO WITHOUT HER SPEER"
"Give me the speer dear," he gently grabbed the top of the speer, the semi-fresh blood staining his ungloved hands.
"Wait, what." He stared at the speaker in shock, tears now rolling down his face as he realized something wasn't fully right.