A Journey Through Hell -Radiodust- (Hazbin Hotel)

Chapter 4: The Unexpected

A/N: jdejjee
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It was the middle of the night, around 3 a.m. or so. Angel and Alastor were asleep in bed, Angel the big spoon since he was much taller than his fiancé.

The spider nestled his head into the crook of Al's neck, inhaling deeply. These were the moments that had to be cherished. The long, silent, loving moments between the two were usually the best. Even if neither remembered them, they were perfect. The spider yawned, the dim light of a street light coming through the window and shining on his face, or so he thought.  He mumbled to himself, rolling and turning away from his boyfriend to avoid the light.

However, for some reason, the light followed. Angel Dust groaned at the annoyance, thinking to himself whether or not he should get up and close the curtains. Eventually, he came to decide he should. This blasted light was going to drive him to another layer in Hell if it was not taken care of.

He forced himself up, eyes still closed. When they opened, pink mismatched eyes met what appeared to be yellow dots.

"The fuck y-!!!" In an instant, the figure had hit Angel to where he blacked out.

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It was until 3 hours later the Radio Demon had awoken. Alastor was quite the heavy sleeper, little white noise could never bother him. He stretched his limbs, head tilting back with a yawn as he emerged from the sheets.

Strangely, they felt cold. Usually Angel would put a bit of warmth to them since Alastor wasn't a very warm person, but the spider was not there. It was too dark to see the bed-even with the dim glow in his eyes- but he could feel its emptiness. Assuming his boyfriend had already gotten up to possibly use the restroom, or maybe he could not sleep, the deer thought nothing of it and stood up.

He walked out of the room and made his way down the hall, humming a morning tune to himself. As he passed the washroom, no one appeared to be in there. No on head bene in their bedroom bathroom either, so maybe Angel was in the living room or kitchen. The deer arrived to the kitchen, starting up on his coffee. He took a peek into the living room.

Nothing he thought to himself. Then, where could the spider be? He couldn't have gone out at this hour. Angel's handbag was still on the table, filled with all its essential items from before as well.

"Where is he?" Alastor thought aloud.

He made his way back to the bedroom, turning on the light. On the bed laid a note.

"Huh?" Alastor stepped closer to said note on bed, afraid it was something horrible he had made up in his mind.

What if he ran away after the fight? What if he's leaving me?! What if it's a suicide note?!

So many bad scenarios, so many outcomes, yet only one note and one way to find out.

The deer reached for the small piece of paper, immediately noticing it was not his Angel's handwriting. The print was rather sloppy, and clearly done by someone not very skilled or well educated. Alastor noted this, already listing the possible demons he knew who were not very "smart", nor planned out. He soon began to read, his heart breaking piece by piece as he did so.

We will give back the spider if you meet our demands in an hour sharp. No tricks or the bossman will not hesitate to hurt your striped freak.

Meet us at *********** (insert address)

Alastor gripped the note harshly in his non-gloved hand, crushing it in his palm as well as tearing it up with his sharp nails. He was past furious, the fact this was happening again did more than anger him. Al was enraged, infuriated, willing to kill anyone and anything. Whoever had taken his lover was going to pay.

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When Angel woke up, he was tied to a chair and blindfolded. This was all too familiar, but he knew it wasn't Val. His restraints were rope, and even Valentino hated rope. Vox was presumed dead, as far as anyone knew due to the incident not that long ago. So who? There were only so many sinners who despised Angel and Alastor, most not really doing much seeing as they were pathetic little demons. Velvet had no beef with him, she always found Angel to be so sweet and never really approved of Val and Vox's torture towards him. Other overlords lived throughout different layers in Hell, therefore they couldn't do much.

Traveling though Hell's layers was incredibly difficult. You had to either be an overlord, the power to create portals, or get a passport and go through a shit load of paperwork. Alastor had only been in other circles on business or meetings with overlords, but Angel had never left their circle. So this person could not have bene from outside of Pentagram city.

He could hear the door slam open from another room, and then Alastor's shouting voice.

Immediately, Angel called out for his lover. "ALASTOR!!"

There was shuffling, but then he heard the door fly open tot eh room he was in.

"A-Al?" The spider asked hesitantly.

"Angel!!" The deer ran over to his boyfriend, ripping off the blindfold over his eyes.

Alastor cupped Angel's face in his hands, kissing him softly before curring off the ropes with a pocket knife.

"Do you know who took me?!" The model asked his fiancé, clinging to him tightly. Alastor shook his head, explaining to Angel what the note said. Angel Dust became worried and feared for both him and Alastor's lives. Whoever the kidnapper was, they knew how to get under their skin.

Almost on cue, a screen came on. The person behind it was turned around, something hiding their real voice as they spoke.

"Ssssoo! You think I just forgot what you had done to me, Alastor? Well well well, here's how thisss is going to go down! You are to meet me in 9th circle of Hell in ONE month!! Or your hotel is going to sssay goodbye!!"

The screen changed to show a series of bombs planted under the hotel. How they got there was beyond the spider and deer, but the hotel was at risk now. Both knew those bombs could go off by the click of a button, and removing them would take too long. Just locating their exact place under the hotel was dangerous-

"Why are ya doing this?! Who the fuck do ya think you are?!" Angel shouted at the anonymous demon.

"You will ssseeee!! You have a month to get to the 9th circle and meet me at its oldest monument!"

The screen them went off, Angel turning to Alastor with a look of pure fear.

"What are we gonna do?! They're gonna blow up the hotel!!"

Alastor sighed and clenched his fist.

"Pack your bags, Angel. Our wedding plans are going to have a little detour-"

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A/N: and now the real fun begins!~

~Zee