Give Me a Chance

This is a little short story between two Hazbin Hotel OC's. Mephisto is a character of my own making and Cotton Pop is character created by an artist known as funnylunetta. You can find her art on Tumblr through the same name and I highly recommend you checking it out. She's an amazingly talented artist. This is something I was thinking of doing for a while and for fun. Hope you all enjoy.

Most people would think that this setting would take place where there would be normal clouds, though darkened due to the current nighttime, filled with an endless sea of shimmering stars, each one being dimly lit with various intensity, with a serene atmosphere that was accompanied by the gentle howl of the wind. But in this was not really the case in a place like this. In fact, this place was more of a dark reflection of the world that many would be familiar with and live in as well. It has many names; perdition, Inferno, Hades, Purgatory, the list goes on. But universally, it was more known as Hell.

Now, many people when asked what they envisioned Hell would be like, they would commonly say that it was a fiery pit of endless torment, the likes of which that no mortal no matter how deranged would be able to conceive or imagine. Accompanied by the bloodcurdling screams and the maniacal laughter of demons that take immense pleasure in torturing the damned, then it's definitely a place that people try to avoid going based on their faith or belief. However, in this, Hell is much different than what it's depicted as in the books; for the most part at least. In this version of Hell, aside from the fire, brimstone, and damned souls, Hell is more of a darker, twisted, and perverted version Earth. What is meant by that is that in this Hell, there are bustling cities, towns, and even other countries. Though these many countries reside in what are known as the Nine Circles. The skyscrapers and small towns that encompass this Hell are a twisted mirror of the ones we're all too familiar with up there. And like many cities and towns, it has its inhabitants in the form of sinners.

Here, the sinners are not unlike the ones in art, instead these sinners are more anthromorphic in appearance, with many having the looks of Earthly animals but more corrupted in nature. Whilst these are the more common-looking demons one can encounter in Hell, there are many others that can even have the appearances of objects such as televisions or radios. All in all, the demons here come in a variety of shape, size, and appearance. At the moment, however, the focus is on two particular demons, whom were currently walking towards a yet to be known destination, by the outskirts of the Pentagram, a greasy city that is in a constant state of chaos, mainly turf wars between other powerful devils. If the two demons needed to walk then it must not be far off, or one of them simply ported near the place and decided to walk there given that the mode of transports here in Inferno are anything less than pleasant.

The demons in question, were in the form of a man and a woman. The man in question, looked to be made of an inky black smoke or shadow-like matter, with the back of his head constantly emitting that smokey substance as if he was a walking gas station that is a lit with flames. He was quite as well, possibly well over seven feet in height. He walked with a motion of elegance and class, not unlike the pimps here in the Pentagram, but one that spoke confidence, pride, and with a carefree attitude. He wore a black Italian suit, with a red vest underneath along with a white shirt and black tie as well. What was striking about him was his grin. He had a wide sharp toothed Cheshire grin, though unlike a certain Radio Demon, this one did not give off a feeling of unease or impending danger. This smile was the type one would see if they are giving off comfort with an aura of friendliness, which is rare here for demons. He had small emerald green eyes with slit pupils, similar to that of a cat, and his expression just screamed calm, chill, and very cool-headed as if barely anything could phase him. For humans, he would come off as frightening and intimidating, but for the demons that are familiar with him, they known to be charming, dapper, and remarkably friendly and polite.

The woman, who was next to him and walking with arm(s) linked to his own, was around the same height as he is and is vastly different in appearance than her companion. The first thing people would notice about her, are her arms, for she had four instead of the normal two. Her skin was a dark shade of white with various shades of pink or red around her hair and most of her body, the visible parts at least. She had wide eyes with a light yellow sclera and light pink pupils with no visible irises, she also had think sharp framed glasses. She wore a small round cap on top of her head, with her hair styled in what seemed to be an 'S' shape of sorts. She wore black lipstick with long matching black eyelashes and a purple mascara. Strangely, despite being an arachnoid demon, she did not have any additional eyes, only the normal two with several freckles on her cheeks. She wore a violet colored pinstriped suit, the type that a professional would wear, that is underneath dark purple coat, a pearled necklace around her neck, had pearls for earrings, and a short black skirt, with very long legs and high-heeled shoes. Another noticeable feature about her is the pronounced fur on her chest, which didn't need to be buttoned up by her suit, with the fur having the same color as her skin and lastly, had a large heart shaped mark crossing the lower portion of her chest. She was, for a spider-like demon, extraordinarily beautiful to look at it. A statement that other devils can agree seeing as how their heads would turn every time they would pass by. But those looks immediately shy away not out of fluster, but from fear as each time they would look at her in a rather unsettling way, those looks are quickly replaced by dread as they notice her companion would return a look of his own in the form of a glare; one that would make any normal demon freeze in their tracks as though they were in the Ninth Circle.