The Fallen Princess of the Night (Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss Harem x OC)

《 Chapter 2: I'm Your Worst Nightmare 》

Luna pulls her hood back on as she continues walking through the city to explore other places. She kept looking around before she heard any interesting music. Looking around the corner, she saw a jazz club and hummed in interest. She heads over to the door and opens it to see a band playing a smooth, slow tune as she walks in.

Some demons had conversations at their tables, others simply moved their bodies lightly along with the beat, but the noise and surroundings were far from overwhelming. Rather, it all was consciousness-enhancing. Luna liked it. She finds a table for one person and sits down, orders a Full Moon cocktail, and leans back in her chair to watch the performance on stage. Luna sips her glass and takes in the environment, becoming more awake and aware with every fleeting second.

Little did she know, she was being watched. Before she went inside, a smiling demon and an old CRT style TV head demon were already inside the jazz club, hanging out, talking, and laughing while listening to the music. The smiling demon glances at every demon that is inside the club and appears very... hungry and malicious, searching for any victims that interest him. The old television demon is fully aware of that and would help point out some victims his friend could feast on. That's when Luna enters, gaining the old television demon's attention. He sees Luna's hooded figure as she sits down and gets a drink. Humming with interest, he taps the smiling demon's shoulder. The smiling demon hums curiously and the old television demon points at Luna across from them. The smiling demon turns and sees her. He wonders who this woman is, but she certainly caught his attention.

"That's your dinner." the old television said with a grin.

"Much appreciated of your help, old pal."

In the midst of this fantastic display of culture and emotion, the music tapered to a graceful stop. A red demon, gray-haired man with a suit and cane, limped to the microphone.

"Ladies, gentlemen, dear friends, valued patrons, thank you for coming out tonight. The Reds Pride welcomes you as always."

He thanked the band, who were preparing new, smaller instruments. It seemed they would now take a backseat.

"It's time now to ask for a volunteer to come up on stage and sing from the audience."

Everyone except Luna, the smiling demon, and the old television demon all raised their hand and chanted to pick them. The host looks around the audience.

"Who should I pick? Who? Who? Who?"

He then spots Luna and points at her.

"How about that mysterious stranger in a black hood?"

A spotlight hits Luna's head, stopping her from drinking. She was surprised at this and pointed to herself.

"Me??"

The host nodded with a hum. Seeing that everyone was looking at her, Luna decided that she'd give it her best shot and finished her cocktail before walking up to the stage. The host holds out his hand to help lift her and make her stand in front of the microphone. Luna faced the audience, who are now silent and watching her. The host asked if she could remove her hood to reveal her face. She shrugged and removed her hood, causing some audience to be in awe at her beauty while some wolf whistled at her. The host smiled and left the stage. The smiling demon and the old television demon were amazed at her appearance.

Luna takes a deep breath and nods to the backup band behind her. They start the music. Luna taps her high-heeled boot, nods her head to the beat, and starts singing.