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Chapter Nine: The Overlords

Today was an important day. A few weeks ago after the disastrous meeting with Adam he decided to step up a take on few responsibilities as the prince of hell. After all Charlie was super busy what with Sir Pentious moving in. A few weeks ago he decided to meet with all the overlords of hell… or at least the ones in the pride ring. He wasn’t sure if their where sinners in other parts of hell.

However his favorite overlords (Aside from Alastor who he still didn’t entirely trust) were Rosy Carmilla and Zestial. Rosy was the Cannibal town overlord. Despite her title and the fact that she was a Cannibal she was actually the nicest and most welcoming person ever. As for Carmilla she was the exact opposite. She was stern and strict… he’d had to earn her respect.Eventually she’d taken him under her wing teaching him about the politics of hell and the role the overlords had… then there was Zestial.

Zestial was the oldest of the overlords. He was far more reserved than either Rosy or Carmilla. He spoke in an old fashioned Shakespearean type language and wore a black top hat. He was somewhat difficult to read but he respected Zestial. He gave him wisdom when he needed it and was a good listener as well.

However today would be his first meeting his first time meeting the other overlords. He was excited but nervous. He had told Charlie about this and she’d been proud of him. He was still nervous though. What if the Vees were there?

They were overlords after all. Not very good ones unlike Rosy and Carmilla. What if Angel’s Boss Valentino was there and he lost his temper. He had a feeling Valentino was more than just Angel’s boss. After all one of Angel’s eyes was black. Carmilla had explained to him that if I demon owned souls their eyes were red… but if someone else owned their soul their eyes were black.

He didn’t want to push Angel away by asking him about it. But he couldn’t let it go. The truth was he liked Angel, a lot but he was too terrified to share his feelings for fear Angel would laugh at him. He just hoped the meeting went well today. He’d asked Charlie if she’d wanted to come but she told him she was busy.

Quasi looked at himself in the mirror. He wore a black and red suit with a red tie with a gold apple pin. “You can do this. You’re the prince of hell nothing scares you!” He said confidently into the mirror even though it felt like a lie.

He walk downstairs to see Charlie’s dragon goats putting up a banner that read “Happy first week, Sir Pentious!” In big letters. “That looks perfect! Aah! I am so excited that Sir Pentious is staying at the hotel!”

“Um, Pentious was just trying to take over the city with his weird steampunk bullshit a few days ago.” Vaggie said. “Well, I haven't seen him try to pull any of that here.” Charlie said. “Yeah give the guy some credit Vaggie he’s a changed snake he’s… he was cut off as Sir Pentious came rolling in a new machine that he’d clearly built.

“What the fuck! Oh come on I was just talking about how great you’ve been doing and you pull this? That’s it I’m out.”

Vaggie looked just as pissed. “I agree with him what the hell is that?”

“Oh, hello, purple female. It's my new invention, the Skin Flayer 11,000! I'm really looking forward to shooting the other residents.” Sir Pentious said mischievously. Charlie looked just as shocked and a little hurt.

“What? Why?”

“Everyone is being too nice. Obviously it must be a lie. I can sense that they are planning to kill me, but when? How? I must be prepared!”

Ooh, the new parts of my machine are here. Two young demons come in, wheeling in boxes of machine parts. “Ooh, the new parts of my machine are here.” Sir Pentious said running over to them. The demon girls are Odette and Clara the daughters of Carmilla Carmine.

“Sign, please.” Odette said holding out a clipboard. Sir Pentious quickly scrawled his signature down while Clara wheeled in the boxes.

“Thank you for your business. Enjoy your Carmine purchase.” Odette notices quasi and waves smiling. “Hey quasi see you at the meeting today.”Quasi smiled waving back. “Yeah see you there.

“Carmine? As in, Carmilla Carmine… wait… how do you know her daughters? Vaggie said glaring at quasi. “Well you see I know her mom and- You’ve been talking to the overlords?” Quasi looked at Charlie.

“Wait you didn’t tell her?”

“I was going to but I knew she was going to overreact.”

“Look Vaggie the overlords aren’t as bad as you think. I’m just trying to do my part as the prince of hell… though I do find it bizarre that the snake happens to be buying parts from my new mentor the day of my first meeting.”

“Uh, of course. She's the top weapons dealer in Hell.” Sir Pentious said rolling his eyes. “Okay, well that stops right now.” Vaggie said taking Pentious's boxes away.

“Hey!”Sir Pentious shouted. “You absolutely cannot build weapons in this hotel. No one is trying to kill you. People are being nice because they want you to feel welcome.”

Sir Pentious looks at Vaggie with a wary expression. He peeks over his machine to scowl at the other residents and workers. Husk downs a bottle in the bar flipping off Sir Pentious. Angel standing near the bar on his phone, does the same. Niffty who is dusting a corner of the wall, looks at him and giggles sinisterly.

“Hmm, I have my doubts.”Sir Pentious says. “Well, it's true. You have to trust us.” Quasi sat patting him on the back I mean I really think you have the potential to be good.

Well I don’t trust any of you… well except you, you’re really nice.” He said to quasi. Quasi smiled. Aww thanks.

“Well, why don't we focus on that for today's activities?”

“Not before we lay some ground rules.” Vaggie said sternly. “No more building weapons, no more plotting against other guests, and you need to get rid of these things.” Vaggie said pointing at Sir Pentious’s egg minions who were sitting on the crate of weapons. Two of the Egg Boiz were having a tug-of-war over a laser and they accidentally set it off blowing a hole in the roof, much to Vaggie's frustration.

”What did I just say? What did I just say?” Vaggie said pointing at the hole in the ceiling.

“What? Not my little egg boiz.”Sir Pentious said hugging them. “They do my evil bidding for me!”

“Do you want to stay here and redeem yourself?” Vaggie asked. “Yes.”Sir Pentious said narrowing his eyes still unsure.

“Then no more eggs.” Vaggie said. “All right, eggies. You've got to go. I… can't keep you anymore!” Sir Pentious: said with tears in his eyes.

“Okay, boss.” Said one of the egg boys as the rest followed Vaggie as she wheels Pentious' boxes away. “No, don't resist. This is how it has to be!” Sir Pentious says as he cries into Charlie’s shoulder. “I should probably get going Alastors supposed to be taking me.”

“You sure you can manage things while I’m gone?” Charlie brushed off her brother’s concerns. “Don’t worry we’ll be fine. Go to your meeting.” Quasi smiled hugging Charlie.

“Thanks sis I knew I could count on you. He waited near the front door anxiously waiting for Alastor to come downstairs. “I hope I can do this.”

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Alastor sat in his room, eating a deer carcass with a knife. “Alastor!” Alastor looked up surprised for a second and his eyes went from the deer carcass on the table to Vaggie. Alastor sighed “Do you mind? I'm in the middle of breakfast.”

“Pentious' eggs are all over the place, and I need you to get rid of them.” Alastor grinned. throwing away his knife and fork. “Oh, well, in that case, I'd be delighted to.”

“Humanely!” Vaggie said glaring at him. “Hmm. Well, that's a lot less hot.” Alastor said eyes glowing red. “But I suppose I can take care of that on my outing today.”

Now then I shouldn’t keep our young prince waiting.” He said walking out of the room. “Great! Vaggie said looking at deer carcass “That looks disgusting.” Vaggie said as she left the room

————————————————— Quasi sat nervously on the stairs waiting for Alastor. “Hey there… quasi jumps startled as his wings appear nearly smacking Angel in the face. “Oh my god! I’m so sorry! Are you ok?” Angel laughs. “Yeah I’m fine sorry for spookin’ ya.” Quasi blushed bright red as his wings disappeared. “It’s fine I’m just little nervous.”

“Yeah I heard. Meeting with the Overlords… I didn’t take ya fer’ a politics guy.” Quasi shook his head. “I-I’m not. I-I’m just trying to learn as much as I can about hell I can help Charlie.

“Whatever ya say. Still… ya clean up good.” Quasi blushed sweating nervously. “T-t-thanks.” He saw Alastor coming downstairs.

To his surprise he was being followed by Sir Pentious’s Egg boys. “Uh I should get going… see you when I get back?” Angel smiled. “Sure I’d like that.”

“Ready?” Alastor asked the prince. “Ready quasi said nervously as he left the safety of the hotel.

————————————————— Meanwhile in the hotel parlor Charlie and the rest of the hotel's residents (minus Alastor and quasi of course) Are all sitting in the living room as they listen to Charlie and Vaggie. Behind Charlie and Vaggie is a stage with a banner on it that reads "Trusting 101"

“Hi, guys. Thanks for coming! It's been brought to our attention that there may be a little, tension in the hotel.” Charlie explains as, everyone glares at each other clearly on edge. Sir Pentious grabs Niffty with his tail and is about to shoot her with his ray gun, but Vaggie snatches it out of his hands before he can. “Tension that can be counterproductive to what we're trying to do here.”

“We think that this group could really benefit from… Charlie and Vaggi jumped into the less enthusiastic. Charlie: Trust exercises! Vaggie: Trust exercise- shit. Vaggie says falling on the floor as Charlie pulls Vaggie to her feet.

“Vaggie, we rehearsed this!” Charlie Sighed. “We're doing trust exercises!” Charlie said addressing the residents. “So, uh, what's with the whole, uhh, this?”

Husk say’s gesturing to the stage behind Charlie and Vaggie. “I'm not about to put on some show for these fucking chumps.” Angel laughed. “Oh, I will.” Angel said putting his feet in Husk's lap.

“But it's cash up front, and I know that one… Angel said pointing at Sir Pentious- can't afford me.” Sir Pentious cringed disgusted. “Gross! I'd never think of it, spider!” Vaggie sighed. “Right, well, let's get started. Charlie?”

“Actually, I thought maybe you could take the lead on this one. I trust everyone, so maybe you know better on how to build it properly!” Charlie said walking over to stand by Husk, Niffty, Pentious and Angel. “What? Uhh, I don't know if I'm qualified, uh...Oh, come on. It'll be easy! I'm sure you can handle this.”

Vaggie smiled getting a boost of confidence. “Yeah, um… Vaggie looks at them. All of them look grumpy except for Charlie and Niffty. Vaggie took a deep breath. “Sure, I can handle this. No problem.”

“All, right, so we are starting with trust falls! Each of you are going to share something vulnerable with the group about yourself and then fall backwards, while the rest of the group catches you. Got it? Who wants to go first?” Vaggie shouted like a drill Sargent in the military.

Charlie raises her hand. “Ooh, ooh, me me me! Me! Me! Me!”

“All right, get on up here.” Vaggie says as Charlie runs past Vaggie and onto the stage. Charlie: I, I love you guys. Like, really, really love you.”

Charlie falls backward just as Vaggie catches her. ”Gotcha!” “That... felt... good!” Charlie said smiling. “Angel, why don't you go next?”

Angel sighed. “Fine.” Angel said as he walked onto the stage. “This time everyone needs to catch him, okay? Unless you want me to hurt you.”

Vaggie said using her spear as a means of discipline for the others to come closer to the stage. “Somethin' about myself, huh? How about this? I LOVE to suck- I swear to fuck if you say dicks!” Husk said threateningly pointing at Angel.

“popsicles, ya sicko! Get your mind outta the gutter!” Angle winked as he fell backwards into Husk’s arms. “But, you know, dicks too!” Husk drops him annoyed.

“All, right, new guy, you're up.” Angel said to Sir Pentious. “I... don't want to live without my minions. Nobody catch me!” Pentious said as he fell back dramatically.

Vaggie and Charlie catch him together. “Damn it.” Sir Pentious says. “That's great… Wow, you are slimy.” Vaggie says dropping Pentious as she wiped her hands off on her skirt.

“Okay, good job. Uh, Niffty?” Niffty runs past them onto the stage, giggling manically. “Sometimes, I kill mother-bugs in front of their children as a warning to others!” Niffty flings herself off of the stage, but the others actively move out of the way to let her fall face first on the ground.

“Despite the pain, Niffty actually seems to enjoy it. “Yay! Pain!” Niffty says giggling as she runs back onto the stage jumping off again as she continuously repeats the process while the others watch in horror.

Charlie and Vaggie walk off to talk privately. “I don't know if this is really working the way we'd hoped. Maybe we should- Honey, you have to trust me here. I got this, okay? I'll figure something out.”

Charlie smiled. “You’re right.” Angel appeared behind them. “If you're in the market for some ideas, I've got just the thing for some "trust buildin'". Vaggie sighed. “What do you have in mind?”

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Quasi followed closely behind Alastor as they walked through Pentagram City. Following closely behind them were Pentious' Egg Boiz. He wasn’t sure what Vaggie had told him but from what he could see it seemed they thought Alastor was their new boss. It was a little scary how they followed Alastor without complaint. Then again considering they’d worked for Pentious before hand he had a feeling they were more family than henchmen to the snake demon.

However… they could be a little bit… annoying. As they pestered Alastor with questions.

Egg Boi # 1: Oh, boy! What's the plan, boss?”

Egg Boi # 2: “I like your suit!”

Egg Boi # 3: “What are the antlers for?”

Egg Boi # 4: “Can I touch your staff thing?”

Egg Boi # 4: “Are those your ears or is it your hair? I can't tell!”

Quasi looked over at Quasi looked over at Alastor. “cant you get them to be quiet?” “I would if I could.” Alastor said eye twitching as he walked down the street, a pained smile on his face.

“Who are you?” One of the Egg Boi’s asked. Quasi looked surprised not realizing they’d even noticed him. “My names… quasi hesitated he wasn’t sure what name to use. “My name is Quasimodo I’m princess Charlie’s brother though the name I was born with was Gavin.”

The egg creature blinked. “I didn’t know the princess had a brother… why do you have two names?” Quasi smiled a little. “I grew up in the human world away from my family Quasimodo was the name I was given by the person the person who raised me and Gavin is the name my father Lucifer gave me.”

“Oh… ok.” The creature said seemingly content. “Can we please stop talking I’d like to be on time. Alastor said annoyed. Suddenly a shadow appeared in front of them.

Normally quasi would have jumped out of his skin but he already recognized the demon before he took his physical form, of black spider demon with two rows of glowing green eyes.

“Hark, Alastor… my prince… the demon said acknowledging them both. “How fare thee both this day?”

“Who's that, boss? Want me to rough him up for you?” Asked one of the Egg boi’s

“Relax he’s a friend quasi said smiling up at the demon. It’s nice to see you Zestial.” The demon nodded glancing at Alastor.

“Ah, the weather, doth become this fine day.“ Zestial said in his old fashioned way. “Indeed, looks like we might have some acid rain this afternoon!” Alastor said glancing up at the sky.

“I take it thou are “both”… attending the meeting? Zestial said glancing back at the young prince. “C-Carmilla said it was ok… it is ok… right? Quasi asked nervously. “But of course. Zestial said smiling thou are the prince of hell. One must learn all he can Of his kingdom mustn’t he?”

“I guess.” Quasi said still unsure. As they continued walking down the street quasi noticed many demons hiding or avoiding them. Though it was probably Zestial and Alastor they were hiding from the rumor that the prince was friends with some of the most powerful overlords in hell was probably a reason why they were avoiding him as well. “It has been an age since thou hath graced us thy presence. Some hath spun wild tales of you falling to... holy arms.” Zestial said.

Alastor laughed. “Oh, I just took a well-earned sabbatical, nothing serious.” Alastor said adjusting his bow tie and coat in a window reflection. Though quasi had a feeling was lying.

“Though it's fun to keep everyone on their toes!” Alastor Said laughing. “There too hath been rumor of thy involvement with the princess and her recent flight of fancy. Tell me… Zestial said as his cloak flared open “How does thou fall in such folly?”

“What my sister is doing is helping people! Quasi snapped however before he could say more Alastor cut him off.

“That is for me to know. But please, do guess, I'd love to know the theories!” Alastor said spinning his cane.

“T'would be grander folly by far to assume the workings of your mind, Alastor.” Zestial said chuckling. “Thou hath been naught but an enigma since thy manifested in this realm!”

“Coming from someone as ancient as you, I take that as quite the compliment!” Alastor said.

Alastor, Zestial, Quasi arrive at their destination walking into an alleyway with a row of lifts. The security camera spots Zestial walking in view, but Alastor's image glitches when the camera lands on him.

Zestial, Quasi and Alastor get into one elevator. The Egg Boiz attempt to follow, but Alastor blocks them with his cane. “No, no. I have a very important task for you. Stay here and guard the front until I return.”

The Egg Boiz salute as the lift begins its ascent.

Egg Boi # 2: “Oh, look. Frank is up there.” He said pointing to the lift, where one Egg Boi is inside, pounding on the glass.

Egg Boi # 3 :We have names?” The other Egg Boiz shrug.

The lift reaches the top of the building and opens, where Alastor, Quasi, Zestial and Frank walk out. Frank watches as other overlords come out of other lifts and go into the conference room. One overlord looks like a giant monster and steps over frank who stares around in awe. Frank follows them in and stands near Alastor's seat The overlord sitting next to Alastor, Rosie the cannibal town Overlord turns to look at Frank and he gives a small wave. She smiles widely at him, showing her pointed, knife-like teeth.

Startled Frank hides behind Alastor's chair as Carmilla Carmine walks to the head of the table.

“Welcome, hell’s sovereign overlords. I've invited you all here because you represent the controlling powers of our city. Together, you own millions of souls. Souls at risk with the new Extermination schedule.” Carmilla says pounding her fist on the table.

“We need to discuss what can be done to minimize the impact to our interest.”

Zestial takes his seat Quasi sitting across down next to Alastor.

“Zestial, so good to see you, my friend.” Zestial summoned teacup and saucer. “Enchanted as always, Carmilla.”

“Alastor?” She said shocked finally noticing the radio demons presence. “Yes, I know I've been absent some time. I'm sure you've all been wondering!”Carmilla shrugged.

“Not really. But welcome back in any case.” Alastor narrows his eyes looking as though Carmilla had offended him. Quasi tried to hide behind Alastor but Alastor moved out the way drawing Carmilla’s attention. “Prince Morningstar I’m glad you could join us. She said her stern gaze becoming warmer as she smiled at him.

“T-thank you… quasi cleared his throat. Thank you for allowing me to attend this meeting miss Carmine.” He said as sat quietly trying to pay attention. Trying to ignore the stares of the other overlords as they whispered about him.

Overlord # 1: “It’s him.”

Overlord # 2: It’s Prince Gavin

Overlord # 3: He’s awfully young.

Overlord # 4: Why is he here?”

Quasi looked over at Rosie who gave him a big toothy grin and a thumbs up.

“This year's Extermination was brutal, far more even than years past. We have assessed that about 16% of the population was lost.” Carmilla said pointing at a graph on the projector screen. “With the angelic legions now returning twice as quickly, I think it prudent we- Suddenly Carmilla was interrupted as the doors burst opens the door.

A woman walked in talking into her cellphone. “Yes, I've got it handled, Vox. Are you doubting me? Really? Me? That's what I thought.” She said laughing. “Yes, I know. They're all a joke.”

“Thank you, V. See you soon. Kisses, darling.” She says as she hangs up the phone and sits down across from Quasi and Carmilla. “Who is this woman?” Quasi thought. And did she say Vox… wait!”

“Nice of you to join us, Velvette. Will your... colleagues be joining us?” Carmilla asked. The woman laughed. “No, they have better shit to do than to listen to an old windbag who thinks she's tough shit. I'm here to represent.”

“Charming.” Carmilla said slightly annoyed as she continued her lecture. So that’s who she was. Velvette one of the Vee’s. He’d been worried about them showing up luckily she’d shown up and not Valentino.

“Hey aren’t you that prince?” Quasi jumped startled as he came face to face with Velvette. “N- no.”

“Oh don’t give me that bull shit I know who you are. Vox’s got drones everywhere. One passed by your little hotel the other day. “I know your secret.” Velvette sang. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You’re in love with Val’s little slut Angel… aren’t you?” Quasi turned red with rage. How do you- drones remember. Though Val’s not too happy with you hanging around his property. Quasi’s eyes glowed red black claws digging into the table. “Angel’s not property you fucking bitch- Gavin!”

Quasi looked up realizing that the whole room was staring at him. Quasi turned bright red as he sank into his chair. “Care to share with the rest of us?” Said Carmilla looking annoyed at being interrupted. “It’s nothing… sorry Carmilla.”

Carmilla sighed. “As I was saying, we need to discuss-Carmilla stops talking as Velvette waves her hand in the air. Carmilla Sighs. “Yes?”

“On the subject of discussion... Velvette says pulling what he realized was the head of an exorcist angel and throws it onto the table. The other overlords look at it and mutter to each other. Shocked.

“Oh! Tasty...Alasor!” Quasi said. “What I didn’t get to finish my breakfast this morning. Carmilla narrows her eyes. “Where did you get this?”

“We found it during Extermination day. If these Holy Rollers can be killed, the game has changed.” Velvette said standing on top of the table. “We can take the fight to them. The boys and I have come up with a full assault plan-- Velvette was interrupted by Zestial, who was loudly sipping his tea loudly and aggressively to drown out Velvette.

“If it be true thee and thy colleagues desire to war with such meagre proof, thou art far more... foolish than I be thought.” Zestial said. Quasi laughed.

“Meagre proof? It's a dead fucking Exorcist.” Velvette scoffed. “I'd say that's pretty fucking definitive. You going blind, old man?”

Quasi stood up eyes glowing furiously. But Alastor and Rosie stopped him.

“We know not how this perished. Mayhaps t'was not by a demon's hand at all. If we rush to war without knowing mightn't, they purge all of Hell for daring an uprising?” Zestial said slamming his fist on the table.

“The other overlords mutter in agreement. However Velvette isn’t done with her insults.

“Oh, I get it. So Grandpa is too pussy to fight, so I guess there's no point, right?” Quasi looks furious but Zestial just glares at her annoyed.

Velvette gets up in Zestial's face smirking. “Oh, what's the matter, Fossil? Too senile to make a real power grab for- Carmilla Carmine: ♪ You better show some respect!

Carmilla Carmine: Check your behavior! no one speaks to Zestial that way! ♪

Quasi stands up glaring at Velvette eyes glowing red black and red horns grow from his head as he spreads his red and white wings glaring at her with outrage.

Quasimodo: ♪ Did you expect us.”

Quasimodo: To sit back and take your…insolent brazen displayyy? ♪

Velvette laughed as she started to sing

Velvette: ♪ You got it twisted, I'm not the one who needs a new attitude! ♪

Velvette: ♪ Maybe you missed it, but I'm that #Bitch and I will do nothing less than what I please, whoo! ♪

Velvette: ♪ I'm the backbone of the Vees, ♪

Velvette: ♪ Mad that I acted respectless ? Well, it's cause no one could respect this! ♪ Velvette sang walking across the table.

Velvette: ♪ Sorry, group attendin'! ♪

Velvette: ♪ Since when are Overlords and prince’s too scared to fight? ♪ she said smirking at quasi who glared at her.

Velvette: ♪ You're long past trending! Sorry, bae, but I ain't swiping right! ♪ She said taking a picture with quasi who looked annoyed.

Velvette: You've lack the relevance- ♪

Quasi: ♪ And you lack some intelligence. ♪ quasi sang smirking at her.

“Ugh!” Velvette groaned looking shocked.

♪ No wonder I'm so respectless, I could eat you lot for breakfast! ♪ She sang getting in Quasi’s face before storming off across the table.

Carmilla Carmine: ♪ You and the Vees are inane and uninformed! ♪

Carmilla Carmine: ♪ Smug wannabes who don't heed when you've been warned! ♪

Velvette turned back around looking amused.

Velvette: ♪ 'Oops!' Did I strike a nerve? ♪

Velvette: ♪ 'Cause when I brought out the angel’s head…Velvette sang throwing the head across table.

Velvette: ♪ couldn't help but observe, that your wrinkled face was turning red! ♪

“Carmilla?” Quasi asked noticing the anger in the overlord’s eyes.

Velvette: ♪ And why are you avoiding war? ♪

Velvette: ♪ That's what the guns you sell are for! ♪

Velvette: ♪ Thanks to my being respectless, one thing I'm starting to suspect You know why this angel's headless! ♪

She said getting in Carmilla's face. Velvette ♪ Do you have a disclosure? ♪

Carmilla Carmine: ♪ This meeting's over! ♪

“Carmilla sang as the two glared at each other. Quasi and other overlords all staring at them.

“That was a productive meeting.” Alastor said deciding to be the first to break the silence.

Velvette shrugged. “Hm. Fine. Safe travels back to the nursing home, fuckers! Kiss my arse!” She said flipping them all off as she stormed out of the conference room. “What the hell? We literally just got here!” Said the Kaju overlord.

“Mother?” Odette said noticing her mother turning to leave. Odette gave quasi a small wave as she and her sister chased after their mother.

The overlords all began to leave as all of them walk back towards the lift except Zestial who follows after Carmilla.

Suddenly quasi notices one of the egg bois waddling out from behind a chair. “Um Alastor?”

Alastor notices the creature and grins wide. “You, little egg creature. I have a job for you.”the creature looks eagerly up at him. “Oh. Yes, boss!”

“Follow them!” Alastor says pointing to the room where Carmilla and her daughters went. Frank saluted as he ran after the overlords.

————————————————— Meanwhile Charlie and the others follow Angel to his Idea for trust building however it turns out to be a BDSM place So Vaggie decides to teach the group how she learned to trust people. They stood on a rooftop with half-destroyed buildings all around them. Everyone was shocked that the exercise had taken them to a live turf war battlefield.

“THIS IS HOW YOU LEARNED TO TRUST PEOPLE?!” Charlie shouted. On the ground, below demons shoot at each other.

“There is nothing stronger than the trust between comrades in arms. Buckle up, buttercups, because today you boys become men!” Vaggie says as a loud explosion shakes the building. Vaggie storms towards Pentious “You!” She said picking up Pentious.

“Wait, wait! I can't fight without my minions! Pentious shouts as Vaggie throws him to the street below.

“You Are gonna survive together!” Vaggie shouts Turning to Angel Dust.

“And you, (Angel Dust: D-don't you even think about it-) are gonna make this hotel work!” As part of their trust exercise and Angel's punishment for the BDSM sex dungeon suggestion, Vaggie picks Angel up and throws him off of the roof.

Niffty bounces next to Vaggie, her arms raised with excitement, and psychotically smiling with anticipation. “My turn, my turn!” Vaggie picks up Niffty as Husk goes back into the building, not wanting to get involved and realizing how far this exercise has gone.

Vaggie makes to throw Niffty, but Charlie snatches her up before she can. “Vaggie! No!” “This is the only way they'll learn, Charlie.” Vaggie said.

“No, it's not.” Charlie said setting Niffty down. “There are other ways. It just takes time!”

However while Charlie talked to Vaggie, Niffty looks back at Charlie, asking to be lifted. When Charlie ignores her, Niffty jumps off of the building herself.

“Time we don't have! How many Exterminations will have gone by before these idiots get their shit together? How many times will we have to watch your people be killed before we make headway?”

Vaggie said turning away from Charlie. “Vaggie- I took charge today and it all went sideways. I'm supposed to make your dreams a reality. I'm supposed to protect you.” Vaggie said taking Charlie by the shoulders.

“I'm supposed to never fail you.”Vaggie said sitting on the edge of the rooftop. “I blame you for this, you crazy bitch!” Angel shouted up at Vaggie.

“You didn't fail me. Vaggie, you're not-you're not-If I can't help you, what's the point of me?”

Charlie looked shocked. “Vaggie, don't say that! You do so much! It's-I'm sorry. I'd... I'd like to be alone for a minute.”

As Charlie walks to the other side of the rooftop, an exhausted Angel comes out of the door, carrying a battered, but intact Sir Pentious, before he throws him onto the roof. “Made it!”

“Let's go home, guys.” Charlie said walking back down the stairs. “Ugh! I just walked up all those stairs!” Angel complained as he pulled Sir Pentious back down the stairs, Vaggie stays on the rooftop by herself, looking at all the destroyed buildings around her.

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Meanwhile back at Carmilla’s office Carmilla mutters in Spanish as she pours herself a drink, before beginning to down the bottle instead of the glass she poured for herself. Frank watches hidden behind a potted plant.

“Carmilla, what troubles thou? Losing thy composure is unlike thee.” Zestial asks.

Carmilla sighs. “It's nothing, Zestial, really.”

“The felled angel... t'was by thy hand, was it not?” Zestial asked.

“Let's not talk about it.” Carmilla said.

“Mom, maybe he should know.” Clara said.

“Nobody should know. I did what I had to do. I am not discussing this.”

lays his hand on her shoulder, as he sang in a soulful tone.

Zestial: ♪ What weighs on your soul, old friend? I implore you to share the load! ♪

Zestial: ♪ If it was thou who slew the angel, why not let your strength be known? ♪

Carmilla sighed as she began to sing.

Carmilla Carmine: ♪ I always thought... ♪

Carmilla Carmine: ♪ That I would keep blood off my face. ♪

Carmilla Carmine: ♪ But when that thing attacked, I had to act, to cross that line and keep them safe. ♪

Carmilla Carmine: ♪ But if anyone knew, then all of Hell would rise to war, and who's to say? ♪

Carmilla sang as her voice grew louder.

Carmilla Carmine: ♪ Who'd survive the fray? I might lose the ones that I'd been killing for! ♪

Carmilla Carmine: ♪ So, I'll…. I'll be your keeper! ♪ she sang as Clara and Odette came over to her as she wrapped her arms around them protectively.

Carmilla Carmine: ♪ Do Whatever it takes, I'll make the mistakes! ♪

Carmilla Carmine: ♪ I'll keep you safe and keep this secret. ♪

The scene changed to Vaggie, now at the foot of the hotel and beginning to climb it.

Vaggie: ♪ When I saw your face, you made me feel like a stranger in a brand new place ♪

Vaggie:♪ And it felt so good to be understood! ♪

Vaggie: ♪ But there's so much I wished that I could say ♪

Vaggie: ♪ So I, I'll be your armour ♪

Vaggie: ♪ Do whatever it takes, I'll make the mistakes ♪

Vaggie: ♪ I'll spend my life being your partner ♪ Vaggie sang thinking of Charlie.

♪ Carmilla Carmine: And I don't know what we might face ♪ ♪ But I know I can't replace you ♪ ♪ So I'll do anything to save you ♪

Vaggie: ♪ And I will try to make your dreams come true ♪

Both: Whatever we go through ♪ I know I ♪

Carmilla Carmine: ♪ I'll be your keeper ♪

Vaggie: ♪ I'll be your armour ♪

♪ Whatever it takes ♪

Carmilla Carmine: ♪ I'll make the mistakes ♪

Vaggie: ♪ I'll make the mistakes ♪

Both: ♪ Whatever it takes ♪

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Meanwhile outside in the alleyway of Carmilla’s office building the other Egg Boiz are scavenging for weapons, machine parts, and garbage in the dumpster.

Egg Boiz: “Ohhhh, this one smells like fun *laughs* Oh, I love garbage.”

The elevator door rings, as the egg boy known as frank steps out of the elevator to greet Quasi and Alastor who are waiting patiently for him. He's about to join the others when Alastor stops him.

“So, what did you hear?”

Frank: “First, the old guy w-was all, "Y-you're not yourself. You're the one who killed the angel," a-a-and, she was all , "♪ Whatever it takes ♪"

“And then what was the last thing?"Alastor asked.

“She killed the angel?” Frank said.

“Interesting…Lets keep this between us…Shall we?” Alastor giving the creature an evil grin as the world around them seems to warp for a brief second.

“You got it, boss!” Frank says saluting Alastor completely unfazed. “Does that mean we can go home now. Quasi asked.

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Back at the hotel, Charlie looks down after her disastrous trust exercise. appears next to her on the balcony. “Hey.” Vaggie said waving.

“Hey.” Charlie said waving back.

“I'm sorry I got so crazy today.” Vaggie said downcast.

*grabs Vaggie's hand*

“No, no, I'm sorry. Charlie said grabbing Vaggie's hand. “I'm sorry I put pressure on you. We work as a team. I guess I just thought all this would be easier, but, we'll figure it out, together.” Charlie smiled motioning to the hotel residents who were chatting excitedly below them.

“I mean, look what your exercise did for them.”

-“And then, when that buff guy started beating the shit outta you!” Angel said laughing.

“Yes, and with the dismembered arm! Sir Pentious said laughing. “Yes, that was... particularly unpleasant.” He said dejected.

Niffty: “I liked that part“ Niffty: giggled.

“Well... hey, at least you can take a beating like a champ.” Husk said patting him on the back. “You did okay, new kid.” Sir Pentious looked surprised. “Really? Oh well, I suppose I did get into a little of the old, rough and tumble today.”

They all laughed. “And uh, thank you for pulling me out of there.” Pentious said thanking Angel. Everyone laughs enjoying themselves… that is until Niffty ruins the moment as she laughs manically, causing the other three to stop and back away slowly.

“Well, how about that?” Vaggie: said smiling. The front door opened as Quasi and Alastor walk into the foyer Pentious’s minions tailing behind them

Vaggie notices them and calls out. “Alastor. failed to get rid of the eggs, I see.” Alastor chuckled. “Yes, well, the little monsters prove to be rather useful.”

Vaggie sighed. “Why don't you give them back to Pentious.” Upon hearing this, Pentious gets teary eyed. “Really?” Sir Pentious asks.

Vaggie sighed. “Yeah. After today, I guess I can trust you with them…But seriously, no more weapons.”

Pentious gets emotional and slithers down to hug his Egg Boiz as Alastor and quasi walks away. “Ahhh! My eggs!” Sir Pentious says hugging them.

“Yay!

“Ah, it's so good to have you back… Now, go clean my quarters this instant!” He says dropping the Egg Boiz as they run off to clean his room.

“Maybe, things 'll move fast than you think.”

Quasi collapses on the couch exhausted. How’d the meetin, go?” Angel asked sitting on the arm of the couch.

“It was… short.”

“Well you missed a heck of a day. Your sister had us doing trust exercises and then Vaggie threw us into the middle of a turf war- Wait seriously!” Quasi shouted sitting up looking up at Vaggie on the balcony. “What? It worked.”

“Ugh I need a nap!”

“Mind if I join you?” Angel flirted. “Angel!”

“What I was joking!” Angel laughed. Quasi smiled. “Maybe we can talk later though.” Angel smiled. “I’d like that.”

Charlie watched as her brother went upstairs. She’d noticed the way her brother acted whenever he was around Angel. She knew he clearly had feelings for Angel but was too shy to act on them. She just hoped he came to his senses eventually.

Quasi collapsed on his bed thinking about what velvette had said at the meeting. “I should’nt have lost my temper like that what’s wrong with me?

“Isn’t obvious.” Velvette’s mocking voice said in the back of his mind. “You’re in L-O-V-E loveeee!” The voice sang in a mocking tone. Quasi sat up.

He was in love… he was in love… with Angel; in love with another man; a very feminine man, but a man nonetheless. If Frollo were here he’d- but he’s not here he’s rotting in the prison level of hell where he belongs. He’d lost the right to give a shit about sin when he realized his father was the devil. Here he didn’t have any ties to his old life… here he was free to do whatever he wanted… including pursue a relationship with someone he clearly liked, who clearly liked him back.

“I’m going to tell him! I’m going to tell Angel how I feel.” —————————————————

Meanwhile Pentious gets ready for bed in his airship with his Egg Boiz in tow and in pajamas. “Ah! How was your day with Alastor, my minions?” Sir Pentious asks fluffing his pillow. “It was awesome boss, I went to this meeting and there was a knife lady, an old guy, and a dinosaur!” Frank the Egg Boi said.

“Mmm, that's nice” Pentious said ignoring him. “And the knife lady killed an angel! And I... was not supposed to talk about it.” Frank said however Sir Pentious dit not believe him at all. “Oh, I'm so sure and maybe you'll meet Martians tomorrow, but now is time for sleep.” He said holding his arms open as the Egg boiz curled up next to him.

“Good Night Eggies.” Pentious yawned as he cuddled his minions.

“Tomorrow would be an another day for now everyone would sleep… as for Quasi and Angels newfound love things would take a much darker turn as quasi makes a risky bet for Angels soul.

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Infernal Shadows

Synopsis: Being one of the most powerful overlords in Hell, you like to keep up with colonies and overlord plans. Recently with the new extermination date out, you hold your annual gala sooner than usual. You hadn’t expected to get in the middle of the already heated feud between the Radio Demon and the head of Vox Tech.

Warnings: She/Her pronouns used for the reader, mentions of blood, voodoo?, Angel Dust being a horn-bag, Reader is referred too as Madame to the public. Vox and Alastor feud because I live for it.

Song for this chapter: The world we knew by Frank Sinatra.

A/N: I wanna make this a three part short story, so if anyone is interested in being tagged in the second part just let me know!! I hope you enjoy!!

Word count: 2655

Navigation!! // Masterlist!!! // Serendipity Writes (event) // Part two

Getting an invite to the annual crimson ball, hosted by yours truly, was nothing but an honor. Every overlord and every sinner in the pride ring waited anxiously for a letter. A black card with white letter in a cursive font stating ‘You have been personally invited by Hells biggest designer. The list of the gala was simple. The usual overlords, Zestial, Carmilla Carmine and her daughters, Zeezie, Rosie, Fredrick Von Eldritch and Bethesda von Eldritch. Alastor who had came back after seven years of hiding god knows where, and by special request, the three vee’s who had never attended the gala before. Then it becomes a bit more political.

Next on the list was the Goetia family, inviting the recently divorced prince with his daughter. Inviting Lucifer and Lilith, though they only ever came when everyone was gone. Then was their daughter Charlotte, who got a plus one as a special perk of being the princess of hell. Husk because he had been an old friend of yours before his status of Overlord was taken from him by none other than Alastor. He was also given a plus one, though he usually never brought anyone extra. Sir Pentious was a candidate, but ultimately scrapped from your list of invites as you felt he was too childish.

The gala was tonight and everything was going smoothly. Preparations were almost done, the foyer was spotless just the way you liked it, and everything seemed to be falling into place. You stared at yourself in the mirror. You had spent months designing your perfect dress for tonight. Everyone attending the gala knew there was only ever one color off limits, because you always wore it best. The color black always suited you perfectly. No one could wear it better than you.

Back at the hotel, Charlie felt guilty for using her authority as princess to have people help her get ready for this gala. Based on what Alastor had told her, there would be a lot of political powers and fellow overlords there. She wanted to look her best if she was going to pitch the hotel to them. She needed more people on board with the project, maybe someone who didn’t think it was complete and utterly ridiculous joke like Alastor did.

“How do I look?” Charlie asked as the makeup and hair artists stepped away from her. Charlie stepped out, allowing Vaggie to get a better look at her in a tailored charcoal gray suit, a departure from her usual vibrant red attire. The jacket, adorned with subtle pinstripes, accentuated her frame, while the crisp, white silk shirt underneath added a touch of formality. Completing the ensemble, she wore a black tie with a discreet pattern that hinted at both elegance and authority. The ensemble was a strategic choice, projecting confidence and a readiness to engage with the political powers present at the gala for the sake of her hotel. Vaggie smiled and hugged Charlie deeply, their embrace making Charlie feel a little less nervous about the whole ordeal.

“Charlie you look amazing. What happened to the red?” Vaggie asked, before Charlie just chuckled.

“Well, I wanted a change for tonight. I’m always in red, and I feel like they’ll take me more serious if I’m not walking in there with my usual attire. Besides, you read the invitation, ‘formal attire, look your best’.” Charlie said. Vaggie nodded, and Charlie pulled back from the hug to admire Vaggie in her dress. She was wearing a sleek and modern grey dress that gracefully embraced the formal occasion. The dress, with its tailored fit and subtle shimmer, exuded class. The knee-length hemline added a contemporary touch, and Vaggie had decided to pair it with black heels to complete the ensemble. The choice of grey complemented Charlie’s charcoal gray suit, creating a coordinated yet distinct look that would surely make an impression at the gala. Charlie felt her cheeks heat up taking in her appearance, her long hair gently pinned back, the loose pieces of hair framing her face.

“Aww, Vaggie you look so pretty!!” Charlie said excitedly. Vaggie just smiled, ignoring the way her cheeks heated up at Charlies compliment.

“I agree, you look good vagina.” Angel said mockingly, causing Vaggie to glare at him. Charlie just gushed.

“Angel be nice. This is really important for the hotel.” Charlie explained. He just nodded, tilting his head back and downing a bottle of liquor. The staff however was interrupted by Angel making a purring sound at Husk, who was dressed in a nice white suave dinner jacket, with perfect cutouts for his wings, along with some sleek black trousers and some black dress shoes. The match, he had a black silk lapel.

“I can think of another place that suit would look.” Angel said, leaning onto Husk. He rolls his eyes, bottle in hand.

“Do I even wanna know?” He asks, and Angel just grins.

“On my bedroom floo-“ Angel doesn’t get to finish, being shrugged off by Husk who just walks away with a shake of his head.

“Oh my gosh! Husk you look amazing!” Charlie squealed in delight. Husk just smiled softly before setting his drink on the bar counter.

“It appears everyone is ready.” Alastor said, the focus of the room shifting to him. Niffty was at his side studying his outfit from head to toe.

Alastor emerged in an ensemble that deviated from his usual eccentricity, opting for a more formal yet captivating look. A deep red velvet tailcoat adorned his frame, its luxurious texture catching the light. Dark-red lapels, meticulously piped with gold, added a touch of opulence. Underneath, he wore a perfectly tailored crimson dress shirt, the power emitting off of him. Suddenly, the room grew just a tad bit darker, the shadows of the room stretching just a bit. Complementing the ensemble, he chose a pair of well-fitted black dress pants, allowing the bold red hue to take center stage on his appearance. His choice of footwear shifted to polished black oxford shoes, a departure from his usual pointed-toe boots. The finishing touches of the outfit included a matching red silk bowtie, neatly knotted at his throat, and black leather gloves that added a refined edge. Alastor’s presence was commanding, radiating an air of formality while retaining the distinctive charm that defined him. The room was captivated by the Radio Demon’s unexpected transformation into a vision of refined class and style.

“You took forever for that?” Niffty said, before Angel Dust tossed a pillow at her.

“Shut it you. We, we are keeping,” Angel said, hands waving around Alastor, “to whatever this is.”

“Style.” Alastor said confidently. Vaggie just face palmed while Charlie clapped her hands together excitedly.

“Okay, I think everyone’s ready. Should we head out?” Charlie asked. Vaggie nodded, before Alastor dug the invitation out of his coat pocket. Standing near a wall, he traced the symbol on the back of the card on the wall. “Uh, Al? What are you doing?” Charlie asked. He grinned, putting his hand flat on the wall. The symbol began to glow green, before it opened a portal. On the other side, was a large house. The grand Victorian mansion stood as a testament to opulence, its imposing facade adorned with intricate wrought-iron black railings and embellished balconies with hints of chains. Tall, arched windows with stained glass panels framed the exterior, allowing glimpses of the soft glow emanating from within. The entrance, marked by a sweeping staircase, welcomed guests with ornate, carved intricate detailed doors. Charlie, Vaggie and Husk followed Alastor through the portal, Charlie waving goodbye to Niffty, and Angel. Sir Pentious was most likely hiding out in a room somewhere with his egg boys.

As guests approached, they marveled at the meticulous details of the architecture – elaborate moldings, corbels, and friezes adorned every corner. Ivy-clad walls added a touch of nature’s grace, intertwining with wrought-iron lampposts that cast a warm ambiance over the meticulously landscaped gardens.Inside, the grand foyer unfolded, revealing a sweeping staircase adorned with a rich, mahogany handrail. Crystal chandeliers hung from soaring ceilings, their light refracted by ornate mirrors that lined the walls. Plush Victorian-era furnishings, upholstered in rich fabrics, adorned the parlor rooms, creating intimate spaces for guests to gather and converse.Every room whispered of a bygone era – intricately patterned wallpaper, gilded frames displaying classical art, and the faint fragrance of aged wood and lavender.

The air was infused with a sense of refinement, transporting guests to a time when elegance reigned supreme. The Victorian mansion, a splendid backdrop for the gala, promised an evening steeped in grandeur and charm. In the middle of the exterior grounds, a grand fountain of blood took center stage. Its sculpted marble figures spouted blood into the air, catching the moonlight in a dance of liquid elegance. The fountain, surrounded by manicured gardens and flowering shrubs, became a focal point for guests as they strolled through the outdoor spaces, the gentle sound of cascading blood adding a serene touch to the gala’s errie atmosphere.

The overlords arrival made the event much more real. Alastor hums to himself as he walks around the outside grounds. There are servants of all kinds walking around with glasses of champagne. Rosie is sitting on a bench, plucking thorns off a rose. Alastor smiles to himself, happy to see a familiar face he know he can confide in.

“Rosie dear! So nice to see you.” Alastor said with a smile. She smiles at him, teeth razor sharp.

“Do you think you’ll be getting a seat tonight?” She asks, snapping the rose off its stem and tossing it to the side.

“Well of course I will. It’d be a mistake if I wasn’t.” Alastor said with a smile, crossing his legs as he sat down next to her. Sinners from all over the pride ring were socializing outside of the large mansion. He knew you were inside finalizing preparations and possibly screaming your head off. Overall, the air was chilled with a comfortable atmosphere. Well, it had been comfortable, until a loud noisy vehicle stopped at the front gates. Everyone’s heads were turning, Rosie and Alastor looking at each other with strained smiles. Stepping out of the large limousine were the three vee’s, vulgar music blaring from the vehicles speakers as the three made their way through the now open gates. Reporters lined the edges of the gates, trying desperately to see the overlords inside and to try and sneak into the gala, which was starting soon.

“Mr.Vox! Mr.Vox!” News reporters shouted. Velvet was busy taking selfies of her and her outfit, her assistant following close behind her. Valentino was busy looking down at everyone, smoking his usual, while taking his long strides next to Vox, who was in the middle of the three.

On Vox’s right was Valentino, who donned a captivating look for the gala. His tailored white suit boasted a jacket that reached just above the knee, a subtle departure from his usual floor-length coat. The crimson silk lining peeked through, adding a luxurious touch to the outfit. The coat, reminiscent of his extravagant style, also had a vivid-red hue with his signature white fur trim at the wrists. The black and white striped fur trim along the center-front added a distinctive flair. A gold chain and love-heart-shaped broach fastenings adorned the coat, creating an opulent yet alluring look. Finally, he wore polished black heeled boots, maintaining the sleek and captivating allure that defined Valentino’s presence. The familiar color scheme remained intact, blending sophistication with a hint of provocative charm for the grand gala.

On Vox’s left was Velvet, who had spent months perfecting her outfit for the gala, in hopes she’d be invited of course. She had begged the boys to keep a good public appearance, in hopes they’d be recognized and invited to the crimson gala. Velvette, deciding to ditch her usual style, embraced a lavish and over-the-top look that represented her brand. Dressed in a knee-length dress, the garment had a striking blend of black and red hues. The dress, fitted at the waist, flowed into a voluminous skirt, creating a sense of extravagance. The bodice of the dress featured intricate lace detailing. A white collar adorned with a velvet bow added a playful yet mature flair. The sleeves, a fusion of burgundy and white patterns, contributed to the overall lavish aesthetic she had been going for. Her accessories took on a more refined form. Velvet gloves, adorned with delicate lace, graced her hands, and a pearl necklace adorned her neck, adding a classic touch, completed with maroon heels, each step resonating with a sense of grandeur. Velvet’s transformation into this upscale attire reflected her desire to make a statement at the Crimson Gala.

In the middle, and the brains of the three vee’s, was none other than the head of Vox Tech, Vox himself. He wore a sleek and modern dark blue tuxedo, tailored with precision. Of course he could only have the best. The suit featured subtle futuristic patterns that enhanced his ‘perfect’ sense of style. To complement his high-tech vibe, Vox wore a light blue undershirt with an upside-down broadcast symbol. Vox's gala attire seamlessly blended power and control with his technological edge, creating a memorable look in shades of dark blue, which in his opinion, was the best color.

Upon seeing Alastor, Vox’s eye twitched noticeably. The gates shut behind the three vee’s, closing off the gala to the public. The overlords begin to get closer together unknowingly, Zestial finding a comfortable corner to watch things play out. Carmilla and Zeezie stand close together, whispering to one another as both Rosie and Alastor stand from the bench. Vox, Valentino and Velvet make their way to the Radio Demon and his colleagues.

“I see the grandpa’s were invited.” Velvet says with a scoff, scrolling through her phone.

“So disrespectful.” Carmilla says under her breath, looking away from the three vee’s.

“Hm, interesting, and I was beginning to think the only interesting thing tonight would be the dinner.” Bethesda said, her brother nodding.

“Well, it seems the children brought their play date to the public then.” Zeezie says. The other overlords laugh and Valentino sneers at her.

“Well an idiota like you would think so. Then again, don’t you all do the same with your diapers?” He asked, puffing the smoke into her face. She growls at him, fists clenching at her side, but Carmilla stops her.

“Didn’t they say this was an adult only gala?” Carmilla asked, Rosie chuckling at her words.

“Oh can it grandma.” Velvete said. But Vox remained silent, having his own personal staring match with Alastor, whose smile was stretched ear to ear, teeth on full display.

“I thought this gala was meant for real talent?” Vox asked, stepping closer to Alastor.

“Well it was until you showed up.” Alastor said with a smile. “There’s no originality in copying someone else.” He tuts. Vox narrows his eyes, face twisting with anger as he steps closer to Alastor again.

“You wanna tell me something, you old piece of-“ Vox is stopped, the lights to the exterior of the mansion dimming. The lights behind the large front doors opening slowly. Two tall black shadowy figures stepped from the door, smoke at their feet.

“Thank you all for your attendance. As we know, the annual Crimson Gala is held every year, and this year is no different. With the new extermination date, important decisions must be made. Tonight, ten individuals will be selected to sit at Madame’s table where she will discuss private plans on how to move forward.” The two said in unison. Everyone fell silent as more shadows appeared, each one sitting on the sides of the steps. Lights around the staircases began to light up, and people began making their way up the stairs.

“Well~ this should be fun.”

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