The Forgotten Celestial (Hazbin hotel AU)

Chapter 3: My life begins

### Chapter 3: My Life Begins

The sun hung high in the sky, casting a golden hue over Heaven as Y/N stood before Adam, her heart racing with a mix of anticipation and determination. The echoes of her past battles resonated in her mind, but today marked a new chapter—one that would lead her back to the depths of Hell.

“Y/N,” Adam began, his voice steady and authoritative, “I have a crucial mission for you. The Exterminators will be venturing into Hell again, and I want you to lead them. It’s essential we understand why Hell has been so quiet. They’ve shown fear of our presence, but we need to determine if they’re planning something.”

Y/N nodded, her resolve hardening. “I will lead them. But what specifically should I be looking for?”

Adam leaned forward, his expression serious. “I also need you to keep an eye on the Hazbin Hotel. Reports indicate that it’s a hub for sinners attempting to reform, and I suspect there’s more going on there than meets the eye. If you see anything unusual, I want to know.”

With the weight of her mission heavy on her shoulders, Y/N gathered the Exterminators. Together, they prepared for their descent into Hell, her mind buzzing with thoughts of what awaited them in the infernal depths. She had always felt a connection to the darkness, yet now she was determined to uncover the secrets hidden within it.

Once they arrived in Hell, the atmosphere was thick with tension. The Exterminators followed Y/N as she led them through the desolate landscapes, keeping her senses sharp for any signs of danger. They encountered scattered groups of sinners, who scattered like roaches at the sight of the Exterminators, their fear palpable.

“What’s the matter with them?” Y/N wondered aloud, puzzled by their reactions. It was as if the mere presence of the Exterminators sent waves of panic rippling through the realm.

After hours of reconnaissance, Y/N decided it was time to visit the Hazbin Hotel, the focal point of her mission. She motioned for the Exterminators to remain hidden and scaled the roof of the hotel, careful to keep her movements silent and stealthy. The city of Hell sprawled beneath her, a chaotic tapestry of suffering and despair, but the hotel stood out like a beacon, an island of color and hope amid the darkness.

From her vantage point, Y/N scanned the hotel’s grounds, her heart pounding with curiosity. She had heard rumors of the hotel’s purpose, but seeing it up close ignited a fierce determination within her. She needed to understand what truly transpired within its walls.

Just as she settled into her hiding spot, the sound of footsteps drew her attention. She held her breath, instincts kicking in as she concealed herself behind a nearby ledge. The footsteps grew louder, and a figure emerged—Alastor, the infamous Radio Demon, stood before her.

His presence was electrifying, a mix of charisma and menace, his smile never faltering even in the darkness of Hell. Y/N watched intently as he surveyed the area, his eyes glinting with mischief. He chuckled softly to himself, likely amused by the sinners’ failures as he witnessed their struggles firsthand.

For a brief moment, Y/N felt a rush of fear and admiration. Alastor’s power was legendary, and here he was, effortlessly commanding the atmosphere around him. But then he turned, heading back inside the hotel, oblivious to her presence.

Once the coast was clear, Y/N slipped back to her team. “We need to head back,” she urged, her voice low but urgent. “It’s time’s up.”

They returned to Heaven, and Y/N reported directly to Adam and Michael, the Archangel. Her heart raced as she recounted her observations, detailing the fearful reactions of the sinners and her encounter with Alastor. Adam listened intently, nodding with approval.

“Well done, Y/N,” Adam said, his tone reflecting pride. “You’ve gathered valuable information. It seems our presence is indeed causing unrest, and the Hotel remains a pivotal point of interest. Keep your eyes open; we’ll need to monitor it closely.”

As the meeting concluded, Y/N felt a sense of accomplishment wash over her. She had proven herself capable, not only as a fighter but as a strategist and observer. As she turned to leave, Lute and Lily approached her, their expressions a mix of curiosity and concern.

“How did it go?” Lily asked, her voice soft but probing.

Y/N smiled, a flicker of confidence igniting within her. “It went well. We learned a lot about Hell’s response to our presence, and I managed to spy on the Hazbin Hotel. Alastor was there, watching everything unfold.”

Lute crossed her arms, his demeanor still cold but her eyes betraying a hint of interest. “And you’re certain nothing went wrong? You weren’t caught?”

“No,” Y/N replied, her tone steady. “I was careful. We have much to learn, but I’m beginning to understand the dynamics of Hell.”

Lily nodded, her eyes sparkling with admiration. “You’re becoming quite the commander, Y/N. I knew you could handle it.”

“Don’t let it get to your head,” Lute added with a smirk, though there was a sense of pride in her words.

As they walked away, Y/N felt a renewed sense of purpose. Her journey was just beginning, and with each mission, she was one step closer to uncovering her identity and the role she was destined to play in the ongoing battle between light and darkness.

In the realms of Heaven and Hell, the echoes of her name would soon reverberate—a name that carried the weight of battles fought and victories earned, as Y/N’s life truly began.