Hazbin Hotel: The Fate of Fates

Chapter 11: Freedom

"Hey. HEY. Wake Up!" Charlie felt a sharp pain on her face when she opened her eyes. In front of her was Sir Pen, smiling. "Finally, you're awake." as he slithered past. She looked around and saw that she was in a place that looked like Sir Pen's airship. Egg bois were all around talking and chattering. When she looked at both sides, she saw everyone else chained up like her, past out. When looked in front of her, fear rushed her body as her face turned pale. In front of her, hung up on the wall underneath the controls, was a painting. The painting had markings all over it, and having corner have one painted eye, staring back at her. This was Malice's prison. His seal in which he'd stay there forever. Then, a laughter filled the room, having everyone wake up. Soon, a black and purple smoke appeared before then, its head showing tusks, smiling. Vaggie looked at it and yelled. "What do You Want?!" The smoke laughed quietly and shook its head. "I thought you knew. Bad Charlie, not telling your dearest friends what I want? Shame on you." The smoke then looked at Alastor, fear in the Radio Star's eyes. "Hello, traitor..." The smoke then looked at everyone else, calling them how it saw them. "Drunken Sloth" it spoke towards Husk, as he growled. "Cleaning freak" it said to Niffty, looking down in sadness. "Slutty moron" it spoke toward Angel as he looked at him with anger. "Rage head" it said to Vaggie as she tried to get free but with no success. Then he looked at Nate and smiled. "Weak" it spoke and Nate's anger died into remembrance. Tears started falling from his face. Finally, the smoke looked at Sir Pen. "Release her, then put her hand on the lock." It manifested a cloudy hand and pointed it at the lock with no key hole. "Then, I'll give you the power you deserve." Sir Pen smiled as he grabbed Charlie's hand, tears running down her face, begging him to stop. "Will you shut UP!?" Sir Pen yelled as he slammed her hand onto the lock. Nothing happened. Charlie began to smile, but the smoke spoke again. "With the amulet." Charlie's heart instantly sank. Sir Pen looked her, confused, and felt around her chest. Then he pulled it out. The amulet glittered blue light around it. Sir Pen then opened her palm forcefully, while Charlie cried and pleaded. "Please, i'm begging you, please don't." 

Then Sir Pen slammed Charlie's hand onto the lock and the light started coming from her hand. The smoke's eyes open and it started laughing. Soon, it went straight into the painting as the chains started breaking. Then, a giant force pushed everyone back, freeing everyone from the chains. Charlie was on the ground and opened her eyes. Fire was everywhere, burning the ship inside. In her hands, the amulet was fine, but the chains, not so much. When she looked at the painting, it glowed with dark smoke coming from it. Then, a hand lunged out of the painting, chains all around it, with the chains immediately breaking. Then another hand, then a leg, and another leg. Then finally, a head formed, a chain going straight through his right eye. When the chain disappeared, a white dot appeared in the eye hole. His other eye was gleamed with purple and black. The being then smiled and started laughing, showing his sharp, nightmare like teeth.

Malice has been freed.