Hazbin Hotel {Baxter × reader} Cold Hearted

Ch.5

Keys:

(Y/N) Pov:

"Well, someone had pulled all the wires out from the fuse box and just left. There were also stab markings all over the thing, so it would probably take a long time to fix. Charlie said she would have someone come in, but unfortunately there is a turf war going on just down the street from the hotel, so the Maintenance demon would have to wait until it's over before coming to take a look at it." I say, phasing through the walls of the elevator.

"Thanks for letting me know. At least I can mentally prepare myself to go insane just sitting in here all alone waiting for HOURS on end until the turf war is finished. And we don't want to forget that they would probably have to leave after taking a look to see if they have the right parts which would probably take ANOTHER couple hours depending on who's doing the job." He said, sarcasticly, sitting on the floor cross-legged and huffed in annoyance.

I thought for a moment before getting an idea.

"How about I stay here and keep you company? I may not be able to phase through the walls with you, since it would take too much energy and would have a 2% of actually working, but I can stay so you wouldn't feel lonely." I explained happily.

"Hmmm....that is a good idea. What do you want to talk about?" He asked, looking up curiously.

I smiled smuggly at the camera before turning back to him.

"I wanna know your past. How did you die, and what did you do before you died?" I asked mischievously.

"UGH! AGAIN with asking about MY PAST!" He yelled in annoyance, throwing his hands up in the air before crossing them again and huffing.

"Come on! I wanna know. If you tell me your past, I'll......" I trailed off. I still don't like talking about my past.

"..." he looked at me, not saying anything.

"I'll.....I'll tell you my past. I'll tell you what I did to deserve coming here.....the reason why I'm part Exterminator too" I said, trailing off sadly.

I was afraid that if I told him, he would get scared and try to avoid me, like all the other demons did.

"..." he looked away, not saying a word.

I sat down cross-legged on the floor as well, looking down nervously.

"Before I died....I was a scientist. A mad scientist that it. Here in Hell, it's normal for demons to kill and torture each other, but in the human world, people thought you were insane. Witches, murderers, and evil scientists would be burned, drowned or hung. What I did was horrifying. I would kidnap other people and torture them, run crazy experiments on them like killing someone and trying to bring them back to life. I even injected someone with five of the most deadliest snake venoms at the same time and watched them scream in agony, taking notes about thier behavior. I cut someone's head off and kept the head alive by attaching tubes to the circulatory system which kept them alive for two days before they died. If I wasn't doing grotesque experiments on people, I was creating dangerous chemicals that I would later on use to torture people with anyway. Unfortunately, I had to flee the country, so I bought a ticket for the Titanic to take me to New York City before fleeing somewhere in the US. Unfortunately, everyone knows that the Titanic had struck an iceberg on her maiden voyage. I was one of her victims" said Baxter, looking down sadly.

I was too shocked to say anything.

He was finally telling me his past!

"How did you....?" I started, but was too afraid to ask incase he backlashed on me.