Hazbin Hotel Extermination Day Novels & Stories

His face darkened as he read the message. “We’ve got a problem,” Alex said, his tone sharp. “What now?” Zane asked. “Helena’s operatives have planted explosives at Moretti Corps headquarters,” Alex said. “They’re planning to detonate the building tonight.” Maya’s breath caught, her hand tightening around Zane’s. “We have to stop them.” “We will,” Zane said, his silver eyes blazing. “Helena wants to destroy everything I’ve built, but I won’t let her. Not this time.”

Randall and Tristan sighed and did the same with this one, turning to the remaining Angels left to end them quickly too so they could join Zadicus and Kriss. “Better hurry, if Zadicus and Kriss wasted all their energy here how will they defeat Katastrofi?” Persephone asked, joining everyone else. “Agreed. Let’s go-” Before they were going to fight those Angels and help Zadicus and Kriss, another spell was cast. “Holy Exorcism.” Their face glowed when they turned and saw Sir Zuka back with Hizerl Army again, using the sacred spell to purge all evil souls, killing those angels instantly.

*Aria’s POV* The cleanup didn't take long. In our world, messes were disposed of with alarming efficiency. By dawn, the bodies of the Zero Day operatives were gone. The blood on the marble floor had been scrubbed until the surface gleamed, giving no indication that ten men had died there only hours ago. But the smell lingered — copper and cordite, soaked into the pores of the stone. Lucian stood in the center of the living room, issuing orders into a sat-phone. He hadn't slept. His shirt was crisp, his mask of control firmly in place, but his eyes were hollow.

Draco POV: I won’t say that I was fully convinced with Beth story however we still planned on helping her and others, as I laid Mr. Hanzo on floor surface, I tuned my attention to Jasmine who was looking ahead at guest of ‘TarBone’ Ceremony, the one who were earlier infected by dark blood poison had kill many of their own relative under its influence, mercilessly slaughtered bodies of their families were lying on ground as dead corpses while the one who had killed them were oddly looking at their bloody hands and face which were covered in crimson blood.

asked the second man, not sounding too concerned. “Extermination? That’s what you call Kanzaki’s murder?” The first man sounded a tad bit amused. “Then what do you call the death of a liability?” asked the second man, his voice getting sharp. “In the first place, we should never have risked exposure by getting him out of prison. We only did that because Kami knew that he’s the one person that Hati will chase after personally, and we do need a way to determine the threat level that Hati is to us.” He sighed. “Answer my question. Which members of Hati are involved in his extermination? The Drifters or the Sweepers?”

"The children. You're killing the children. Please, they're innocent, they never..." "They're hybrids." My voice sounds hollow even to myself. "The cycle ends tonight." I watch as they die. It takes three minutes, as Marcus said it would. They convulse for a moment, then go still. The television continues to drone, laugh track inappropriate in the face of the bodies on the couch. I should be feeling something. Triumph, or guilt, or anger. But there is nothing. Just nothing. Dexter appears at the top of the stairs. He is carrying the two remaining syringes, both of them empty. His expression is carefully blank.

But realizing all the love and kindness they'd shown me was all a facade was something I couldn't get over. "I'm sorry man. You don't deserve this but I guess our lives weren't meant to be easy. It's always complicated". Quinn spoke, exhaling a gush of air. "How many have they killed before me?". I asked in a cold voice though I was breaking and aching on the inside. "Four". The silence stretched between us for a while before he spoke again. "The Hernandez is also part of their ritual. That was why they wanted you married to Zoe. Their plan was for you to get Zoe pregnant so she could give birth to another child of your kind that they'd use for their next ritual. Cambions are becoming rare".

Sandra's hand shook as she pointed at Queenie's urn and photo. "What… what is that?" "Xavier, are you insane? Just to fight with me, you'd curse our daughter to be dead?" I took the death certificate from under the urn and shoved it in her face. "Open your eyes and read each word. Look at it and tell me what it says!" She took the paper with trembling hands, her eyes scanning Queenie's name and the time of death written in stark black and white.

“Every wolf that dies from this point on is on your conscience. You could stop this right now by turning yourself in.” “And let you use me to create a weapon that kills all werewolves?” Hart asked. “Not happening.” “Then I guess we do this the hard way,” Marcus said. “Operation Silver Dawn proceeds as planned in forty-seven hours. Twenty-three pack territories, overwhelming force, complete extermination of all hostile werewolves. Your mate’s pack will be first on the list.” The call ended, and Hart stared at the burning compound, realizing they’d just made everything so much worse.

“I’m coming.” ‎ ‎“No.” I sat up straighter. “No, you can’t. Dad’s men are outside. And whoever those people are they’re watching.” ‎ ‎“I don’t care,” he said. ‎ ‎“You should,” I hissed. “Marcus wants you dead. Derek is acting weird. My father is losing his mind. And now people are literally outside my damn window like some horror movie extras .Zayden, if you come here you’ll die.” ‎