''I think we should put some more there,'' Charlie said while watching the hotel windows, which were starting to become fully barricaded. Angel handed a nail to Y/n, who pressed it into the plank and the wall.
The extermination was only a few hours away, and they had everything they needed ready. The cannibals were here, everyone had changed into their battle outfits, and the weapons were prepared and distributed among everyone.
Y/n stepped outside and looked up at the sky. "Are we gonna survive this?" she wondered aloud, not even realizing the words had slipped out.
''Me? Of course. All of you... not so sureee,'' Alastor sang beside her. She rolled her eyes and gave him an elbow nudge, but he dodged it with ease.
The sky suddenly lit up, revealing a crowd of angels. Alastor vanished from her side in an instant. Chaos erupted as the fighting began, the ground quickly turning into a grim mix of angel blood and, unfortunately, cannibals.
Y/n struggled at first to understand the angels' fighting style, but once she figured it out, things became easier. She swiftly stitched together a lounge chair, sat down, and relaxed while her weapon, tethered to her by a long cord, slashed through any angel foolish enough to get close.
''Are you fucking serious, Y/n?!'' she heard Husk's voice from not too far away. She finally lifted her head from her phone and winked at him, earning an eye roll in return.
Her rest was cut short when the dome protecting them from Adam suddenly collapsed. ''Fuck... Alastor.''She jolted to her feet, scanning the battlefield for him. Her gaze finally caught on the rooftop, where she spotted him fighting.
She looked around desperately for anything that could get her up there. She trusted Alastor's skills, of course she did, but he was fighting the First Man, after all.
''Fuck that.'' She ripped off one of the angels' wings that had gotten too close and stitched it onto her clothes with a snap of her fingers before launching herself toward the roof.
''Al!'', she shouted, but he was slumped against the edge of the rooftop, one hand clutching his chest. She narrowed her eyes, trying to make out what was happening, But before she could, Alastor vanished into a shadow. She grit her teeth and landed carefully on the roof.
Adam noticed her immediately and whistle while raising his eyebrow up and down. ''Oh.. I didn't know Charlie had a beautiful specimen in her hotel like you'', Y/n stared at him with absolute disgust. They stared into each other eyes not saying a single thing. ''Okay first that was eww, second im-''
''You're gonna end my fucking life ? Yeah, yeah, heard that a few minutes ago. And what happened? He's not here anymore.'' He laughed, then hurled a bolt of lightning at Y/n, who dodged it with ease.
"That's all you've got?" she smirked, flicking a needle in his direction, which, of course, he narrowly avoided.
"No," he replied simply and before she could process anything, he lunged, not at her, but at the wings she had just stitched on. He tore them clean off, sending her crashing onto the roof. She bounced across the surface a few times before slamming into the edge.
''FUCK, THAT HURT, BASTARD!'' she shouted as she stood up, brushing the dust off her clothes. She grabbed her arm and shoved her dislocated shoulder back into place after Adam's attempt to rip off her wings. A loud crack echoed, but she didn't even flinch.
She was about to lunge at him again when he raised his hand in front of her, palm out, signaling her to stop.
''WAIT, WAIT, WAIT... Did we meet somewhere?'' His eyes narrowed as he squinted at her face, trying to remember where the hell he'd seen her before. Her face, her eyes, her determination, it's something he had seen before on someone else.
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FanfictionY/n was a really famous designer when she was alive. Everyone from her time would proudly wear her brand. When she arrived in hell, she couldn't handle being a nobody, she made her way up to the top making connections everywhere around hell. Making...
