alastor being a jerk (hazbin hotel)

It's a late and Lucifer can't sleep. He heads downstairs for a nightcap and finds more than he expects. AKA Alastor likes to cook in the middle of the night and these two can't go two minutes without throwing hands.

A week has passed since the angels were forced to retreat and the Extermination was cancelled; the Hazbin Hotel has been rebuilt, peace reigns again, and although the demons still seem reluctant to embark on the path of redemption Charlie is optimistic about the future. That is, at least until an unexpected guest shows up at her door asking for help, revealing the first of a long series of secrets that Heaven and Hell have kept for centuries. With the discovery that redemption is possible, the return of an enemy who was thought to be defeated, the emergence of new threats, Hell which increasingly descends into chaos where the most evil are the masters, and more and more hidden truths that come to light, what will happen to the Hazbin Hotel? Will Charlie and her friends be able to at least save themselves, or will they be consumed by the anarchy into which the entire cosmos is slowly sinking? This fanfiction has:-) Bible lore;-) Adam development;-) Charlie development;-) Adam backstory;-) Some Blitz development;-) New angels, including Michael;-) Lilith will appear;-) The Sins will appear;-) The Vees will be villains;And many more.

“Did it hurt, Your Majesty?” “Excuse me?” “Did it hurt?” Alastor repeats, leaning closer with a leer. “Did what hurt?” Lucifer replies, thoroughly perplexed. He tries to remember if he’d done anything that might be considered painful, recently. Alastor’s grin turns mean—sinister, even, as his voice crackles with static. “Why, when you fell from Heaven, of course!” — Alastor gets cocky about harassing Lucifer, flies a little too close to the sun, and they both learn some things about themselves.

Vox is an omega, that's his biggest secret. During his life time he hid this fact using suppressants, and counited to in death. One day he runs out of pills and his supplier is out of stock for the time being so Vox is forced to submit to the torture of going through heat for the first time in decades. Too bad his business partner only see's omega's as mere object's... But hey, at least angel found him just in time, right? — temporary hold — (RAIDOSTATIC WILL BE HEALTHY BTW, JUST TAKES TIME)(Let me know if there's any issues with Vox's glitched voice font! S̷̡̗͐͠ä̶̜́m̶͖͂͒p̵̛͔̒l̴̳̝͂̇e̴͕̙̎ ̴̬̩̉̈o̶̩̮͊n̴̙̈̿ ̶̧͔́̓h̷͔̺̎̃o̷͔̕w̶̹̅ ̸̯͎̐ï̷̻t̶̫͆͠ ̵̡͔͊̂l̴̟͒ǒ̷̻͋ŏ̷̖͜k̶̜͐s̵̬̈́!̵̜͉͌

After Hazbin Hotel is rebuilt, Charlie gets a phone call from Emily, and she has news. With strings attached, of course. Heaven wants to get involved with redemption of sinners, which means Sir Pentious will be sent to Hell as an ambassador with Emily as chaperone. Though there is hope that his presence will encourage sinners, the true motives of Heaven are in question. Then a major discovery makes this snake an endangered species. Especially in the eyes of a grinning member of the staff. The Vees begin to make bold moves. Alastor starts to slip under pressure. Angel is plagued by his own contract. Cherri finds herself attached to someone she might even love. And Tom Trench? He's there too. Wondering how he managed to get mixed up in it all. Husk just wants everyone to take a drink and calm down already.

Alastor's retreat to lick his wounds nearly costs him his life. Thankfully, Charlie is worried enough to go looking for him.

You are starting fresh. You deserve it after the hell on earth that you have been through. Buying a beautiful house and trying to stop constantly looking over your shoulders, what happens when you find a Cathedral Radio sitting in a glass case in a room in your new home that had been previously sealed up?

Alastor's return to the Hazbin Hotel is met with extremely varied levels of excitement. Some residents are thrilled to see him; some are decidedly not. He aims to reenter the scene seamlessly, but a one-off Loan Shark with a vendetta and a blade is more than happy to throw a wrench into the Radio Demon's plans. With a potentially lethal wound, Alastor has no choice. It's time to get help from the same group of misfits he keeps almost dying for.