Every Rose Has its thorn (a Hazbin hotel story)

Chapter 4

It’s nearly midnight, Alexander is walking back to his place. Tonight was… amazing. He can still see love hearts dancing around his vision.

He and Molly… had a very fun night. She’s a goddess dressed in lace, and he’s her bound worshipper. This night was special for them, like every night they spend making love. Molly had turned the tables yet again and made tonight unpredictably sensational.

He loves her so much… she’s perfect. So kind… so bubbly… Alexander often wonders how lucky he is to meet such a girl, much less date her.

Alexander is suddenly pulled into an Alley, snapping him out of his fantasy. He goes to punch whoever it is but his head is slammed by something that creates a loud crash sound.

Being off balance, Alexander could not defend himself from another blow, but to abdomen. He moves back holding his stomach and he manages to dodge another punch to the head.

He leans back when the attacker swipes a rubbish bin lid at him. Is that what he hit him with? Disgusting. Alexander dodges another swipes but his antlers get nicked, making him leans to the side and unable to avoid another blow to the head.

Alexander stumbles on his knees and he looks up at his attacker…

The Demon looks like a good looking humanised imp and is around 6’3”, which confused Alexander to how he could reach his head and antlers. Dark red skin with an ugly mullet that somehow works for him, in an antagonistic way. He has 2 little horns just visible above his hairline. And his outfit… it’s distasteful. He’s wearing a black singlet, and over it is a flannel jacket that is a checkered green over it. His ripped jeans are a plain blue. He has two chained necklaces around his neck and have some fake looking gemstones on them. His voice sounds as bad as a regular chad. “Well, it’s certainly been a while, Alex.”

He had absolutely no idea who this demon is.

He stands back up and stumbles, glaring at this stranger warily. The bashing his head has taken is making him a bit dizzy, but he manages to growl out “Who the fuck are you?”

“Are you kidding me?” The Demon yells, Alexander had certainly pressed some sort of button. Alexander manages to step to the side fast enough to avoid the lid flying at him. He’s kicked in the abdomen and he grunts as he takes a few steps back “After all these fucking years! You forget about me?!”

Alexander dodges another blow. Then another to the chest. And repeat a few times. He doesn’t know how to strike back, whether or not to kick or to punch. Using vines would be overkill because who knows what drugs this guy is on?

Alexander yelps as he nearly trips back on some rubbish. His antlers are grabbed in his distraction and he’s thrown to the wall.

“How the fuck did you forget about me, you mindless fuck!?” The stranger yells in his face and Alexander blanks. “Mindless fuck?” He only knows one person that called him that. He’s honestly not surprised that he’s in hell.

“How did you find me, Richard?” Alexander kicks Richard back and the red demon is flung back to the other side of the alley, hitting the wall with a sickening cracking sound, though, he doesn’t look injured.

Richard… Oh, Richard… He’s both the reason he joined the band and was the bane of his existence…

Alexander is suddenly pulled into an Alley, snapping him out of his fantasy. He goes to punch whoever it is but his head is slammed by something that creates a loud crash sound.

Being off balance, Alexander could not defend himself from another blow, but to abdomen. He moves back holding his stomach and he manages to dodge another punch to the head.