Bartender pov
I stand in the shadows watching her with a look of surprise on my face as I see the look that's on her face, sending a chill down my spine. A sadistic grin stretched across her face and her eyes shining a bright crimson. There's only one other person that I know who has that same shit eating grin on his face that never falters.
"Son of a bitch." I whisper.
"I don't think she knows what she's doing. I've been watching her ever since she murdered that man Friday night." I think as I continue to follow her through the alley leading to the parking lot of the radio station.
I watch silently as she opens the back of her truck, placing the body inside and shutting the gate. She climbs inside, starts the engine, backs up and drives off in the direction of the hunting grounds. I sigh as I change to my demon form to use my wings and continue following her.
It only takes a few minutes for me to reach the hunting grounds seeing that she has already begun to dig a shallow grave. I land in a tree not too far from where she is, folding my wings so I don't lose my balance. Once the grave has been dug she places the shovel into the mound of dirt, grabs the body and drags him into the grave.
"For some one to be as little as her to be able to kill not one, not two, but three men who are twice her size in only three days is baffling." I say in my mind as I watch her continue.
Just when I think she's going to cover the grave she does something that she has never done to her other two victims. She takes her knife and begins to cut into him as blood starts to cover her clothes from head to toe. She's practically drenched in blood as she continues her work. That damn smile still on her face as she holds up something.
"What the hell?" I whisper.
She was holding his heart in her hands. The smile on her face growing even wider as she looks at it as her crimson eyes glow even more as she stares at it.
"This is what happens when you don't respect others." She says, placing the heart on the ground as she grabs the shovel and begins to cover him up.
I sit there watching, shifting my weight to get comfortable until... my damn foot slips.
"SHIT!" I yell as I fall from the tree onto the ground.
After laying there for a few seconds I stand up, cussing silently as I dust myself off from the fall. I look up to see that I'm met with a pair of crimson eyes staring back at me and a knife placed on my throat.
Fuck
"Who are you?" She asks.
I don't answer so I do the only thing I can think of and change to my human form. Her eyes widen as she notices who I am. After a few minutes she removes the knife from my throat slightly.
"Why are you following me?" She asks coldly.
"I wanted to make sure you were safe... guess you are now." I say calmly.
"Uh huh...and why should I believe you?" She asks.
"Whether you choose to believe me or not I don't care." I say, looking her dead in the eyes.
After a few minutes she retracts her blade from my throat completely placing it in her pocket.
"What's your name?" She asks.
"Husker."
(Y/n's) pov
"Husker, I'm a demon." He says.
"Well, I wasn't expecting this." I think to myself.
"Why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be in hell?" I ask.
"I live in hell. I come to earth every once in a while to get away from my boss if I'm not working at the hazbin hotel." He says, slight irritation in his voice.
"Hazbin hotel?" I ask myself as I continue to stare him down.
We stand there in silence for what feels like hours staring at each other until he speaks again.
"So.... you gonna let me go or not?" He asks.
I nod, taking a step back as a portal opens behind him leading to hell from the looks of it. He changes into his demon form and heads over to the portal. Before he leaves he turns around looking at me one last time saying...
"See you soon kid."
He steps through the portal and vanishes.
"I hope so.... Husker." I say as I grab the shovel making my way to the truck, throwing the shovel in the back, jumping in and making my way back home.
A/n
I'm sorry for making this a short one guys.
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