Blinded Souls, (Moxxie x Reader), Helluva Boss

'CHAPTER ONE'~'SOUL MEETS SOULMATE'

(POV: 3rd)

You woke up dead.

In hell.

You knew this because you opened your eyes, your body on cold concrete, next to a large glowing sign that read, "WELCOME TO HELL!" Great, right?

You looked down at your hands. Your skin was red, your hair still (h/c).

You pulled out your phone, happy to know you still had it, and opened up the camera app. You were surprised to see your eyes had changed. The sclera of your eyes had turned a bright yellow, the pupils of your eyes thin and dilated. Though, they were colored (e/c). Below both eyes were white circles. Blush, maybe? Your head had two small black horns. Damn, satan made you look real demonic, huh?

You wore your same clothing as when you died. You remembered everything before death. You waking up, doing your morning routine. You remembered deciding to take a walk with your dog/cat/inner demons on a Saturday morning.

What happened after you turned a corner? Darkness and pain. Thats about it.

After examining your new looks, you sighed. Why the hell did I end up here, you thought. Maybe, you knew why.

You stood up, finding your (f/c) backpack on the floor. You gasped slightly, opening it. It contained enough money for a few snacks. Some clothes were in there, too. Including your favorite outfit.

You put it on, walking towards the city which lied in front of you. Soon enough, some dumbass ran up and ripped your backpack right off of you. "Hey! What the hell?" You ran after the figure, who kept looking back at you with red eyes and an evil smile.

"Can't catch me, bitch!" He ran into the city, you not far behind.

...

The guy began to slow down, you built up on adrenaline, also surprised that you managed to chase him for so long. You began to feel tired, and his laughter began to play again. You growled in anger, about to just attempt to jump him, until you saw him bump into someone.

You kicked him off of whoever he landed on, grabbing your backpack and spat on him. "Serves you well, asshole." You laughed at his pain, as he lay unconscious on the floor. Guess you kicked him in the head on accident.

You knelt down and helped up the man that basically saved you. "Thank you, sir!" You gave a soft smile

He had white hair and black and white horns. His hands, his soft red skin, made you feel funny. "O-oh! Your welcome, I guess."

You two met face to face, both of your faces heating up.

After a minute of two, you spoke up. "M-My names (Y/n). I-I'm new here in Hell..." your eyes glued to his.

"Uh, mines M-Moxxie."