Dark Ace's Stalking Nightmare. (Crossover Skit)
Summary: An Aftermath of Dark Ace and Obsydia's Birthday, our favorite Talon Commander gets a surprise visit from both Yorutakot and Alastor.
Dark Ace: *enters his living quarters and sees orange eyes* Listen monster, I'm not in the mood.
Yorutakot: *in his real voice* Really Dark Ace?
Dark Ace: Wait, that's not your real voice.
Yorutakot: Actually, it is. The voice I used was from a friend.
Alastor: *appeared beside Yorutakot via shadow* Indeed. Hello Dark Ace, how's agent Meagan Walker doing?
Dark Ace: *took out his weapons and ignited* How'd you escape hell, Alastor?
Alastor: Why I joined Lute on this little trip. She's very curious about you. But unfortunately she and I got separated when we entered. Can't believe Meagan called me, thinking I'm still in my favorite little playground.
Dark Ace: And Yorutakot, how are you friends with him?
Yorutakot: I'm not an attention-grabbing sinner like Vox. Who is a-head of himself last I heard?
Alastor: *laughs* Oh, I knew you'd get that old news!
Dark Ace: Well, if you're here, how are you not a ghost?
Alastor: Simple, my dear commander, I took something from Stolas. * Hold up a bracelet that made him into his human form* See? This is what he gave Angel Dust. Though I should avoid getting killed cause it won't happen to me. *turns back into his demon form*
Dark Ace: *puts away his weapon* Look, whatever deal you want from me, it's not happening.
Alastor: Oh, I'm not looking for a deal. Besides, you're not dead, well, at least not anymore. You see, overlords need people who are sinners like themselves to make deals. No, Mr. Murdoch, I'm offering you a promise. You see, I heard of your little discovery of a certain conspiracy in the Cyclonian Empire. And I saw a portrait of a familiar face. An old woman who is now one of the absent overlords in hell.
Dark Ace: *went wide-eyed* Anarchis.
Yorutakot: *mocks Vox's voice* Give the commander a prize. He got the hint. And Vox is the worst sinner that I had to mimic.
Alastor: Ha! Oh, I wish I could bring you back with me, Yorutakot. But like I said, Dark Ace, this isn't a deal. It's a promise. I'll come back and forth from hell to get you information about the conspiracy Anarchis is hiding. The old woman isn't allowed to lie as her punishment. But then again, no one has asked about anything secret from her life before death.
Dark Ace: And you think you have the power to get it from her?
Alastor: Oh, trust me, pal. I̶ ̴d̸o̷.
Dark Ace: *looks confused* How?
Alastor: I guess Agent Walker hasn't told you how I became the most powerful sinner in hell, has she? Well, let's just say, I've made deals with very powerful sinners, and I always won them. Even Husk was an overlord in the past, and now he's one of my servants who is being a bartender at the Hazbin Hotel. *used his tendrils to wrap around Dark Ace and pinned him to the wall*
Dark Ace: *struggling* OK, and what about the maid?
Alastor: Never made a deal with her. She's just someone who joined in on the fun. *Let's go of Dark Ace* So, do you accept my generous not so soul selling offer, Commander?
Dark Ace: Ugh! Fine!! But do me one extra, if you see my father and stepfather there, tell dear old dad I said A Talon strikes without mercy and tell my stepfather that I said, your daughter, Nyx certainly has your anger. *smirks*
Alastor: Lovely, good talk, my good man. And happy birthday. *disappeared in a cloud of smoke with Yorutakot*
Dark Ace: *chuckled* You got all that, Agent Walker?
Agent Meagan(me): *got out of his office* Oh yeah. Now, I have a real reason to hate him even more.
The End?
