My Heart Is A Chainsaw | Hazbin Hotel x Male Reader

The End

Some weird coloured pig jumped out of the closet and attempted to bite my leg but I kicked it right into its nose and used my sword as a flamethrower to burn that poor disgusting animal alive.

It screamed and squealed as it ran around the room on fire until it finally smacked to the ground and shut up.

Y/N: What the fuck was even that?

I mumbled to myself as I watched the burning pig on the ground.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?"

A grumpy voice asked me, causing me to look at the closet and see a being in a black coat stepping out of it.

Y/N: Were you inside the closet the whole time?

"Yes I was, along with Fat Nuggets that you just burned to a crisp."

Y/N: Did you just...watched them fuck from inside this closet?

"Of course, I was even recording it. I need some more material for my site and now you've killed my best employee!"

He spat out angrily.

Y/N: Are you guys filming porn in hell so that demons can jack off to it?

"Obviously, why even the dumb question?"

Y/N: Unbelievable.

"My name is Travis by the way and I'm the entertainer of this hotel."

Y/N: You're about to become jobless, this hotel is closing.

Travis: Yeah, right. What kind of demon are you? What's your name?

He asked, not taking my threat seriously.

Y/N: I'm no demon. I'm here to slaughter every demon in my way. I was born to kill your kind.

His expression suddenly changed.

Travis: You're the Slayer...

He mumbled in realization.

Y/N: Yes...I am.

Travis: Why would you want to kill me? I haven't done anything to you.

Y/N: You're in my way.

Travis: I'm not stopping you, Slayer. You're free to do whatever you want. But if you kill me, you'll never get to the throne of hell.

Y/N: And why's that?

Travis: You need someone to get you there. Only I can do that.

Y/N: Only you? And what makes you so special?

Travis: Nobody knows the roads and paths of hell as well as I do.

Y/N: You guys have roads down here?

Travis: Of course we do, not everyone can see them though. I can show you what I'm talking about, if you can resist the urge of killing me.

Y/N: You know what? You guys are kinda getting on my nerves...I think I'll just blow this goddamn hotel to bits, how does that sound?

Travis: Uhm...how are you planning on doing that?

Y/N: I spent quite some time on Mars, y'know?

Travis: And?

Y/N: My team left quite a lot of missiles up there.

Travis: So?

Y/N: I hacked them.

He tilted his head to the side, not believing one word that came out of my mouth.

Travis: Even if you had missiles, they're not gonna arrive here. It's too deep beneath the surface.

Y/N: Look out of the window.

He took my advice and walked over to a nearby window to take a peek outside.

Travis: What's that?

He asked me as he looked up at the purple portal in the sky.

Y/N: A portal that will allow the missiles to hit their target.

Travis: That ain't possible.

Y/N: You have no idea what's possible.

I switched the channel in my comms system.

Y/N: Smasher.

Smasher: Slayer.

Y/N: Fire the missiles at the coordinates that I've sent you.

Smasher: Confirmation code?

Y/N: Daisy.

Smasher: Copy. Missiles launched. Over.

Travis: But...it will kill you as well!

"What will kill him as well?"

Spawn asked as he skipped into the room.

Travis: He just fired missiles at the hotel!

Spawn: Nonsense, this fool has no missiles.

Y/N: Let's see how durable you truly are, Spawn.

Spawn: I will-

The missiles rained down upon the hotel, destroying and killing everyone inside of it.

Or maybe not everyone...

The End