Hell's Angel (Hazbin Hotel Fanfic)

When Feathers Fall

Vifi's POV

I was watching Alastor sleep. I was still trying to wrap my head around what had happened. Alastor had had to huge power surge for no reason in less than 24 hours of arriving in Hell. Lucifer said he would have to learn how to control his powers. Lucifer could keep Alastor powers for only a certain amount of time, but the less power Lucifer had to keep, the longer he could hold it. I decided that Alastor would have to at least meet Rosie tomorrow. I leaned back against the chair I was in. I winced at the pain that shot through my wings and sat up again. I stood up, grabbed my bag of clothes I grabbed before coming to Lucifer's house and headed for the bathroom. I took one last glance at the deer demon before leaving, fearing the same thing would happen again if I left him. Once I reached to bathroom, I carefully removed my trench coat. I looked at blood covered angel in the mirror. I couldn't believe the things that had happened. I started to wash my face of in the sink before I started on my arms. Once I got as much of the blood off as I could, I pulled my clothes off. being careful not to damage my wings more than I already had. I examined my wings, using both the mirror and my hands. I sighed. How did I let it get this bad? "Heh, guess thats what I get for trying to help someone." I mutter to myself. I began to clean my wings off with a washcloth. I don't know how long it took me, but, before I knew it....I had hit bone.I gasped. I didn't realize that this whole time, feathers had been falling out at a rapid rate. I couldn't do anything but watch as the feathers fell off of the bones. I let a breath I didn't realize I had been hold out. I let out a sob. I honestly hoped that something good would come out of this....now.....everything is just falling apart.

Time Skip

The last of my feathers had fallen out finally. I looked at myself in the mirror. I flapped my wings once, twice and finally opened them completely. Ya know....it actually doesn't look that bad. I put my shirt and coat back on and collected as my feathers as I could. I put them all in a trash bag and left the room. I stopped upon seeing Alastor, sitting on the floor looking at me with worry and fear in his eyes. He stood up and stepped closer. I brought my wings into sight, and he put a hand over his mouth. I don't know how long he stared at them, but I didn't care.