"You'll never get away with this! Caleb is gonna come and-" The cultist leader slapped Angel.
"Shut up, bitch! When Caleb comes, we'll dispatch of him easily. You are merely a pawn in our revenge story." He explained. Angel growled.
"Hurry up, Man!" Angel thought.
Caleb opened the door slowly. He ducked under a shotgun blast, and fired his own. Looks like this hallway only had one cultist, which is good.
He didn't pick up the aerosol can that was by the door. Again, he didn't want to cause any more damage than what was necessary, and that included setting things on fire.
He opened the first door, and narrowly dodged a cleaver. Bloated Butchers already? Damn, he kinda wished he didn't care about the hotel.
He shot at it, reloaded, and fired two more shots. The butcher fell to the floor.
He looked around for Charlie. While he didn't find her, he did find somebody else. Somebody who was hiding in a vent.
"Caleb!" Niffty called out. Caleb looked around, confused. "Up here, dummy!" Niffty giggled.
She jumped out of the vent.
"Niffty.. Are you okay?" Caleb asked. Niffty nodded.
"Yeah. Are you?"
"Probably. Look... I need you to be my spy. Think you could do that?" Caleb asked. "I need you to crawl around the vents, find where everyone else is.."
Niffty gave him a thumbs-up.
"Got it!" She said, and jumped back into the vent. "I won't let you down!"
"Shh! Don't let them know you're coming!" Caleb scolded.
"Sorry!" Niffty whisper-yelled.
"No worries. Good luck."
Caleb left the room.
Opening the next room, he killed another butcher.
He saw it. Two guns, sitting on the floor. He picked both up.
"I've got two guns.. that should be enough for all of 'ya."
Over in the corner, he spotted a flare gun.
"Okay.. looks like I'll have to be extra careful with this baby..." Caleb thought out loud.
Caleb went into the next room, and gave the weapon a test shot. He fired two flares at the two butchers in the room. They both caught on fire and burned to death.
He stamped out the remaining fire.
He ran into the next room, guns akimbo on his shotgun. He fired multiple rounds into everyone in the room, and reloaded. He did it once more.
"Hahhahahaha!!"
Niffty crawled around the vent, occasionally cleaning it. She couldn't stand messy things, hopefully Caleb would understand.
She was on the highest floor now, having gone through the entire vent system quite fast. She was in the penthouse, and she heard voices nearby.
Crawling to an opening, she saw it. Angel, some other demon that vaguely reminded her of Charlie, Vaggie, and Husk, all of them tied up. There were cultists, butchers, and even a giant gargoyle around the room's perimeter.
She crawled away quickly, to report her findings. But she crawled over the wrong spot.
She fell through, landing right on a cultist.
They all aimed their guns at her.
"Niffty!" Husk yelled.
"State your name!" One yelled.
"Uh.. Mōshiwakearimasenga, eigo wa hanasemasen." Niffty said, thinking quickly.
"Shinpai nai. Anata no namae o nobe nasai." One of the cultists said.
"Kuso!"
Caleb opened up the final door of the hall, and wasn't surprised when TWO gargoyles attacked him.
"How original." He said, and blasted them with the spread shot on the flair gun. They both caught fire, and burned to death. "Give me a challenge.."
He looked around the room, once again finding nobody. Or anything useful.
"Come on.. at least give me another doctor's bag, or maybe some shells.. those tan cultists are showing up less and less.." He said, and went to the stair doors.
He kicked it open and blasted the green cultist that stood behind the door. He walked up the steps to the fourth floor.
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The Guy With The Gun - Caleb (Blood) x Hazbin Hotel
FanfictionCaleb is in hell. Staying at the 'Hazbin Hotel' he realizes just how annoying Hell is.