A/N: Just wanted to say, shout out to Dragonkingblaze. I love the Hazbin May Cry stories and they were a big inspiration behind this story. If you guys haven't read it yet, check it out, it's awesome.
Anway, let's get this first chapter started!
I don't own Hazbin Hotel or Garo. Any/all Original Characters belong to me.
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High above the city, Logan sat atop the roof's edge of one of the skyscrapers. He'd been searching for the Horror for an hour or two now and decided it was time he took a break. The young Makai Knight relaxed as took a drag from the cigarette tucked between his lips.
"Those things are bad for your health, y'know"? Zaruba pointed out.
"Big fucking whoop", Logan exhaled, "I'm already in Hell, it's not like it can get any worse".
"Worse than the Extermination"? Zaruba challenged.
"....Okay, fair enough", Logan conceded, "But it's not as if it can get any worse than that".
"I don't know, given your string of bad luck, fate might rise to the challenge", Zaruba quipped.
"Yeah, the fact that I'm stuck with you is proof of that", Logan grouched as he took another drag from his cig.
"Oh come on! You can't tell me you don't-whoa"! Zaruba began to protest before stopping mid sentence.
"What is it"? Logan asked as he let out a puff of smoke.
"I can sense the Horror", Zaruba reported, "It's nearby".
"About damn time", Logan said before taking one last hit from his cancer stick.
As he exhaled, he tossed the cigarette down next to him and, once he'd pulled his feet up from the edge, he stomped on it to put it out.
"So, where ya wanna eat after we finish up"? Zaruba asked.
".....I'm in the mood for Burger Fiend", Logan answered simply.
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Later, after a long walk down some stairs inside the building, Logan exited out of the side entrance and made his way to the sidewalk.
"Couldn't you have just jumped off the ledge and ran down the sides of the buildings to get down"? Zaruba asked as they walked down the public concrete path.
"I'm not gonna waste energy on something like that unless it's an emergency, Zaruba", Logan replied, "Besides, it's bad to overexert yourself after a smoke".
"Oh, so NOW you decide to take better care of yourself"? Zaruba inquired sardonically.
"I don't expect you to understand my reasons, you silver coated prick", Logan snapped, holding up his hand to look at Zaruba properly, "I expect you to do your job and help me".
"Tch, slave driving hypocrite", Zaruba huffed.
"Stupid ring", Logan thought, "Why couldn't I have been given a Madou Tool that wasn't such a pain in the-"?
"Good work, today"!
Logan stopped dead in his tracks as he heard an all too familiar voice. He quickly ducked behind a building for cover.
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