hazbin hotel fanfic: alastor x angel dust

chapter 6: surprise, surprise.

Alastor walked into the dark hall that looked like it had been abandoned for a while. 'Woah, I never new this place had a basement...' alastor thought to himself, disturbed by all the clutter and cobwebs that resided there. He walked on seemingly as if nothing had happened, his mind blank and his stare empty as he walked down the halls that he supposed had got narrower and narrower as he walked on, but that might just have been a figment of his imagination. Tink, tink, tink his boots clicked on the metal floors as he absent mindedly walked down the hallways that leaded to nowhere. 'What am I doing here?' He thought distressed that he was in a basement that probably hasn't been entered for decades. 'I wonder how long these halls go on for...' he was starting to get a little worried that he had just lost himself in a maze of hallways, but as he turned the next corner something happened that had amazed him. At the end of the hall he had just turned to, there was a door with at least 16 chains holding the door closed. He walked up to it and put his gloved hand on one of the chains that connected them all. His hand emanated a reddish light and the chains disintegrated leaving nothing but dust to float by. He pulled the handle and the door budged open. 'Squuuueeeeaaak'... the door squeaked as it opened wider. Alastor walked into the doorway and almost stumbled. Right when he walked in it was clear that there was a stair way going further down into the ground. 'What...'
He thoughtlessly stepped down the steep stairs, drifting his foot down each stair. He walked down about 63 steps when he felt solid ground under his foot again. He sighed, he didn't know why he was here in the first place but he was the over Lord of hell so he didn't care either way. He was just curious, no harm done, right? He lifted his hand outward. His hand started glowing light, he could see about 7 meters ahead with the light. It was a largish room with nothing but a desk and a desk chair at the far wall across from him. He sauntered over to the desk and sat in the desk chair. On the desk there seemed to be a blueish button. 'This is odd.' He thought. He put his index finger on the button and pressed it down as hard as he could. For a second it didn't do anything, but then all around him blinding light fazed throughout the room. He slammed his eyelids shut, covering his eyes with his fore arm also. The light subsided and he lifted his fore arm off his eyes, uncovering every wall covered with his memorys. His memorys varied from when he was alive to just a couple of minutes ago. He was in shock, he looked around at all the mini videos playing around him. They all seemed to be memorys he was fond of, but there was one that he was unsure of. He stood from the desk chair and walked over to it. In the vision he saw through his own eyes it seemed like. He was holding p90's in both of his hands and spraying down countless beasts, men, aliens, and ghouls. He was laughing non-stop, and he sounded like a lunatic. He had stopped shooting once all of the beings were dead. He looked down at his p90's and tossed them to the ground. He whipped around to see all the destruction he caused, but he only saw a little spider boy. He was wearing a pink over coat and a tie, he also had hot pink gloves on and hot pink boots. 'Angel dust...' alastor thought not taking his eyes off the screen. Their eyes locked onto each other, time had seemed to stop then and there. The spider seemed to be enjoying what he was watching, because he was still sitting there, staring. Angel dusts eyes flickered with joy as alastor turned away. Breaking the long gaze of theirs. He started walking away flustered and blushing, he walked back to the city where he went back to his motel room.

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Happy after Christmas everyone! Hope you guys had a great Christmas with your familys, cause I sure did! ^w^ hoped you liked this chapter! Word count: 742 words.