No pov
The elevator dings, and the doors open. Vox and Velvette drag a very unconscious Y/N out of the elevator and onto a table.
Velvette: *Sighs* Thank you darling. Off with you.
Vox leaves and Velvette grabs some things from her office.
Velvette: All of you are off for the day! Get out of my sight! Fabrics, stay here!
Her employees quickly leave for the day, all except her main assistants and fabrics team. Her assistants join her after prepping themselves.
Velvette: Right, you two start removing his fur coat. I want it in one piece. Don't fuck up!
Velvette grabs a small knife and twirls it in her hands. She carefully presses the point to the edge of his eye.
Y/N's Pov
I awoke. Except, not really. I was back to being a ghost. I was floating, right above my corpse. Velvette was tearing an eye out of my skull, and her assistants were taking my fur off. I can only imagine what she's gonna do.
Velvette: *throws the torn eye towards the fabrics team*
Velvette: Get me that shade of color! Don't you dare come back with white or black!
Velvette: *Turns back to her assistants* Good. I want that pelt washed!
Velvette: One of you can do that, and the other can take care of the body.
I watched as Velvette walked down to the fabric station, one assistant hurried away with my damn skin, and the other assistant began to put my body in a garbage bag.
Velvette: *Shouting from the fabric station* Put that parcel in there too!
The assistant put a small box inside the garbage bag, and tied it shut. They hoisted it away.
Strangely, I don't have to follow my body. I can roam freely as a ghost. Probably until I pull myself together. I wonder if other souls do this? The ones I saw over the cannibal bodies didn't even move. Maybe I'm the only one.
As a ghost, I can fly and faze through solid surfaces. I took the liberty to explore the different levels of V tower. I'd been to levels one, three, and four, but there was a couple more to see. Floor two belonged to the moth man. I think his name was Valentino? He sounds forgettable.
Floor five looked like a general meeting room. There were several more floors above, which looked like suites. I was more interested in the sub level. Down there, was completely filled with wires. Giant tv screens lined the walls, and one central station. I found Vox sitting at the station, munching on something while watching his screens.
It was maybe another hour of looking through random buildings when I felt something tug me. I blacked out once again, but as a ghost.
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The Soul Reaper
FanfictionAfter an assassination on his girlfriend, which also resulted his death, Y/N roams hell searching for her. All while he discovers his sinner powers deriving from his place of death. I do not own anything from Hazbin Hotel or Helluva Boss. #1 in #hel...
