Helluva Boss/Hazbin Hotel One Shots

Chapter Twenty (Nymber) Refound Love

a/n- chapter is about two oc's of mine finding each other again after dying and ending up in Hell. Also be prepared for tears <3 
~C

Hazbin Hotel- Lobby

12:03 pm

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The fire was the last thing she remembered seeing. His screams were the last thing she heard. She blacked out shortly after faintly hearing the medic sirens. She wasn't fully unconscious, hearing what little conversation between people, the sirens around her, her husband's voice that pleaded her stay with him. His eyes, she remembered, looked...pleading and hurt. He was hurt. She couldn't do anything about it though. She was unable to move. She couldn't talk. She couldn't even move a muscle. What.... No! She watched the fire as it spread. She tried to call out for her husband but to no avail, he didn't seem to hear her nor did he hear the pleas from everyone that was around them. She remembered the last thing he told her before letting the burning fire take his life. He had told her, "I know you can't hear me but just know, I'll find you. In life and death yeah? I'll see you on the other side, my beautiful butterfly." That's all she remembered before it all faded black....

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Nyx woke with a scream, heart hammering in her chest as she raked a hand through her hair, tugging at the chains around her neck and playing with her wedding ring that remained on her hand. She looked at her shaking hands. The scars that littered her body reminded her of her death and the loss of her husband whom she was destined to find hopefully soon.

She looked at the clock and saw it was midnight. Everyone in the Hotel was asleep, well maybe except for one and that was Alastor, which was a little creepy but she didn't mind. He was a great listener and was always wanting to share something about the golden age, she didn't oppose it, plus... he was her first friend in Hell since she first fell. She knew her best friends were either in Hell or Heaven.... She knew for a fact that Sukio was in Hell, but where? That she didn't know and was looking every day she could to find her friend again, same with her friend Eve, who she was sure was in Heaven.... Right?

Nyx sighed softly as she swung her legs over her bed and set her hooves down on the wooden floor, she draped her blanket over her shoulders, pushed her glasses on her face and then began to make her way down the stairs to the hotel lobby. Ah. She was right. Alastor was awake, however, he seemed to be on the edge of teetering as if he was about to fall. She quickly rushed to his side, keeping her blanket around her shoulders, she helped her friend sit down at the couch.

"Al? You okay?" she asked gingerly. She, Rosie, and Nifty (and his husband, Lucifer), were the only ones who knew about Al's way of coping with stress, and just a bad day and that was with age regression. Luci was his primary caregiver, but of course, Nyx and the others chimed in whenever they needed to. Alastor shook his head as he sat with his head in his hands, ears flatten against his head in discomfort.

"Luci..." Al whispered quietly. Nyx could easily figure out that the smaller sinner was close to slipping into headspace. She cooed softly at him, rubbing his side,

"Al, baby... can you tell me how old you are?" she asked softly, comforting the young boy who easily curled up to her.

"T'o," he answered, ears flat against his head. She nodded and softly petted his hand before standing up and picking Al up in her arms. Well. There goes that plan of talking to the Radio Demon and likely getting drunk. She gently carried him in her arms and walked up the short flight of stairs to Lucifer's bedroom where she walked in without knocking. The only reason Luci didn't get mad was because he had realised who it was and what was going on. The two shared a quick conversation before Nyx left the couple alone and walked back downstairs where she curled up on the couch and wrapped her blanket around her shoulders, burying herself in her blanket near the fire. She hadn't realised she had started crying, that was until she felt someone's hand on her shoulder.