Hazbin Hotel: The Fate of Fates

Chapter 1: The Heart Of the Radio Star

As Alastor slammed the door shut with a loud boom, his heart was still racing from what just occurred with him and charlie. 'What in all of hell just happened' Alastor though, trying to learn what that was. Charlie and him had only been business partners for only a month now since what happened on Hell's News Channel and their agreement, along with sir Pen. Surprisingly, on the first day after their agreement, they actually got their first real sinner to come in. It didn't surprise Alastor, knowing on how his plan was foolproof, but what happened today truly startled him. As Charlie and he were working together, he felt a warm, yet welcoming sensation on his hand. When he looked down, he saw the Charlie's hand resting on his own as if it was that she didn't take notice. He immediately felt something that scared him to the very core, turning a more reddish color on his already pale face. 

When Charlie felt Alastor's stare on her, she stopped her work, looked at Alastor, and when she noticed that her hand was holding on his,  she immediately turned red, to which then she covered her face with both her hands while tipping her chair backwards, which led to falling on the ground with a thud. When charlie's hand went straight off alastor's, he instantly bolted up, ran out of the room, bump into Vaggie walking in, went into his room, and slammed the door shut, leaving his cane on the floor, also having Vaggie yell about what happened. Now we are back at the beginning of the story, nice.

His name was Nate and his entrance was just as surprising as his reveal. He was found behind the hotel when Husk, The Bartender Cat, found him, bleeding from giant gashes across his body while his hand held a mask. Nate was soon treated and patched up by Charlie, and by a few hours, he was able to talk about what happened. He was known around Hell as Killer, a murderer who killed any sinner who stood in his way. Apparently, he was caught in a Turf Battle between Sir Pentious (who he called Mr. I lose at everything I do) and Cherri Bomb along with Angel, and was heading over to where they were to kill one of them. He said it was justified since he was literally in hell. An explosion pushed him back, leaving several a giant injury on his stomach. He ran off and passed out behind the hotel. Charlie, being the kind soul that she was, said ,"Well, if you want, can stay here and help around the hotel." Vaggie, Charlie's Manager, immediately look at charlie sharply, then back the him and said, "Can We have a moment, please?" as she and Charlie walked out of the room. "What are you thinking!" silently yelling to make sure their 'guest' didn't hear them. "We already have one murderer in the hotel and we definitely don't need another," Vaggie said as she looked sharply and hatefully at Alastor. "I know, buuuuut...," Charlie slowly said. "Who knows? Maybe he isn't all that bad," Charlie said in cautious voice.

 Yes, the young sinner was a nice person, which somewhat was surprising to everyone, since people have a choice to be bad down there, but apparently this kid had a lot of good in him. He was a little weird, but his heart was in the right place. He was heading out of the restroom, thinking to himself not to say anything. But when he came out the restroom, he just said, "My BUSINESS...IS done." Nobody seemed to notice him, so he went over to the others to see what all the hubbub was about, and immediately started laughing. "What are you laughing about?!" Vaggie said in a somewhat rage. "It's just [Wheeze] she as red a tomato." as Nate continued to chuckle. "and?" Angel said in somewhat interest. "Never mind, I'll tell you guys later, but what happened?" as Nate started to calm down from laughter. "I...don't know. One minute, it was fine, the next, I felt weird." as charlie said, still startled from what happened. He then noticed that her hand was on her heart and Alastor was gone. "It's called loving Al mate, if you were looking for the word," Nate pointed. Everyone was confused about this odd accusation. "Which love do you mean, family and friend or-" Charlie started before she was interrupted by Vaggie. "How, In All Of Hell, Does She Love That Murderous Sociopath?!?!" yelled Vaggie in a threatening yell. "Don't know, maybe that's her preference." said the once killer in a calm and orderly voice. As Vaggie continued to yell and angel laughing his head off, Charlie pondered something, 'Do I actually see Alastor that way?'

In alastor room, his heart was still in shock. How could he have let his guard down? He was still pondering this when he suddenly heard a ticking noise on his mirror. Great, first Charlie, now him. Alastor then got up and sat staring in front of the mirror in his room. But instead of Alastor's reflection, there was a darkish red creature, its hands littered with small eyes and marks of tension, with its head shaped like a dragon and a snake, and its eye holes red. "Oh, It's you, sir", Alastor said in a calm, yet irritated voice, with a hit of tiredness. "Hello Alastor, I do hope that Charlotte Magne has been,...taken care of" said the foreboding beast behind the mirror. "No, I just need more time and..." Alastor started before the monster raised his scarred hand, signalling him shut up. "First you needed a way to make her trust you, next is you forgot about it, now it's that you need more time...I'm growing impatient, child. A little bird had told me a few things, that you were helping her... If you don't kill her by next week, I'll do it myself," said the creature before Alastor's reflection came back into view. Alastor sat there, silent. The only reason he made that deal was to save himself. And now, he's screwing up his chance...Had Charlie...made him not want to kill? Did he...love her? No, no that wasn't it...was it?