The 4th V- Hazbin Hotel x OC

Prologue

   "Where... am I?" I sat up, looking around. The sky was a deep red with a pentagram spread out over it. As I stood, the strong stench of must and iron reached my nostrils. I covered my nose and breathed through my mouth as I took in my surroundings. I slowly stepped forward, only to immediately step back because of a body dropping in front of me. Blood began to pool out below the body and I tried not to throw up.

   I stepped around the body before running further. The smells slowly faded away as I looked ahead, noticing a tall building with three V's on the top. I felt a weird pull towards the tower and walked to it. I knocked on the door, nerves rushing through my body. A tall, purple man opened the door looking really annoyed. "Ahora que? We don't want your goddamn drugs- Oh, well hello there, gorgeous." He purred as he looked down at me.

   "Quite the beauty you are, almost nostalgic..." He cupped my face and admired my features. As he did, his eyes slowly widened. "Vels?" He asked. "Val?" I asked, my eyes widening as well. Valentino pushed the door open and hugged me tightly. "I see you finally made it to Hell, huh?" Val asked, pulling me inside the building. "Yeah, I was bored." I waved away his question.

   "Val, who was at the door?" A man with a TV for a head asked, walking up to us with a robe and a coffee mug that said 'Fuck Alastor'. Weird. "My sister finally made it to Hell." He answered. "Older sister." I corrected him. Valentino groaned while rolling his eyes and putting a hand on his hip. "Oh, so this is the wonderful businesswoman I've heard so much about." The TV head chuckled, walking up to me. "Vox, charmed." He bowed, taking my hand in his.

   "Nice to meet you too, Vox." I chuckled, pulling my hand away. "Vox is one of my business partners down here. My other partner, Velvette, is out on business for right now." Valentino explained. "Though, she should be back soon." Vox stepped in. "How would you like a tour, Velva?" He inquired with a raised eyebrow, his entire face practically blinding me. "... Is something wrong?" He asked, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Not really, your face is just... really bright." I squinted as his screen/face seemed to get brighter.

   "Oh, right. My apologies." He chuckled, a small digital dial appearing in front of me. I reached for it and turned his brightness down. This should be interesting... I thought to myself.

   One day, I came home to loud yelling in Vox's office. I quickly opened the door and saw Val hit Vox on the head, causing him to power down. "What the hell did you do to Vox?!" I shouted at my little brother, rushing to Vox's side. It had been about a few months since I first arrived in Hell and I'd mostly been in the house with these two dinguses. And Vette when she wasn't off at meetings or whatever. "He'll be fine. I had to remind him where he stands in our partnership." Valentino scoffed, crossing his arms.

   God, where's Velvette when you need her? "How is hitting him gonna help? You're both stubborn assholes, so it only makes sense that you two disagree at some point." I sighed as Vox turned back on. "What did I miss?" Vox asked, his voice still glitching from the previous shutdown. "Hey. You okay?" I asked him, helping him stand since he had fallen to the ground from the impact.

   "Yeah, yeah. I'm fine, I just need my screen fixed now." He gestured to the small crack in the corner of his screen. "I'm not gonna bother asking what the fight was about. Most importantly though, what's the schedule for today?" I asked the two. "Meetings with clients." Val answered, scrolling through his phone. "After I get my screen fixed, I have to help Val with whatever." Vox sighed with his arms crossed.

   "Why do you need to help him out? Aren't you a CEO or something like that?" I asked, adjusting Vox's small hat that seemed to be crooked. "Exactly. I don't have any work to do, so the next thing is helping Val with his stuff." Vox sighed once again, adjusting his suit. "Poor Voxxie." I rubbed his back sympathetically. "Yep. Just another fucking day with Val. Anyways, do you have any plans today, Vel?" He asked, trying to keep up his signature smile, despite being clearly pissed.

   "Mm, I guess not. I already went grocery shopping today, and that's pretty much it. I kinda wanna go visit that hotel on the top of the hill, though." I looked out one of the windows towards the hotel. I wondered what it was like and what kind of people were there. "Have fun at the hotel, Vel." Vox sighed, walking off, muttering to himself. "If I didn't go to the hotel, what would I be doing with you two?" I asked, standing up. "You could come with me to my meetings. That's all I have planned today, after all." Val suggested. "But you do that everyday. That sounds so boring!" I whined.

   "Trust me hermana, you wouldn't want to do half the things I do for work." Valentino scoffed. "Anything other than boredom would suffice. What do you even do for work anyways?" I had noticed that my entire month in Hell, I never asked. "I'm a porn director." He said blatantly. I stayed quiet, staring at him deadpanned. "Exactly. I doubt you'd want to direct or be in a sex scene for whores all over Hell to watch." Valentino chuckled, sitting back in his chair.

   "Are the guys hot?" I asked, truly debating the choice over boredom. "Probably not, but why does it matter?" Valentino asked, clearly bothered by my answer. "That way, it'd be more bearable. Eye candy is a valuable thing, hermanito." I chuckled. "You're crazy, you know that, right?" Valentino scoffed. "You love me anyway~" I took his hat off his head, revealing the baldness that was covered by the hat. "Hey-" Valentino tried to grab his hat back, but failed.

   "What are you two arguing about?" Vox groaned as he walked to us. "Tell your business partner to stop trying to put me in a porn video with ugly people." I put my hands on my hips. "You're the one who was debating it..." Valentino shot back. "If they were HOT. Keyword: HOT. Not mediocre and definitely not ugly." I waved my hands around as I spoke. "Some of them would be hot, not all." Valentino finally said. "And I refuse to deal with that." I scoffed. "Your pickiness is annoying." Valentino rolled his eyes.

   "Why is that a problem? I know what I want and when I want it." I rolled my eyes also. "Could the two of you just stop arguing? You're clearly not getting anywhere, and you've been arguing for the p̸̱͝a̸̛͉s̸͂ͅt̸͉̍ t̸̟̮̕w̸̹͆̊o̷͔̜͖͈̹̐̏̽̓͋ ̸̮̏h̴̭͛̽̀̈́̀̐ơ̷̝̼͓̓̑u̴̢͖̝͌̽͛ř̵̳͉̜̮̫͓̾̂͗ş̶͈̞̓̐̍͂͘!" Vox complained. "Well, geez, Voxxie. Who knew you had anger issues?" I laughed before walking off to get dressed. "I tried to tell you." Val added, walking in a different direction.

   As I reached the hill that the hotel stood on, I began to feel unsettling. The sound of... radio static(?) got closer and closer. In my head, I wanted to turn around to see who had such an... unholy presence. My body refused to let me turn around. "Looking for something?" The voice asked, although it was hard to understand at first from the static.

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