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1936, February 14th, the date of my death from a shot to the forehead when I was visiting my older brother's gravesite after avenging his unjustified death... ironic that I died the way he did when he was alive, but than again I was a serial killing cannibalizing seductress by drawing those fools in with my voice, killing them, than serving their hearts on silver platters.

A light red smoke filled the club within Hell, the name outside read: Singing Doe's Note as important overlords, sinners great and small filled the seats while the VIP area in front of the stage held the Morningstar family themselves to glance up at a solid gold microphone set with a eyelash blinking ruby red eye.

Charlie: "Mom, who are we seeing tonight?" She asked as Lilith fixed her bangs carefully, wearing a vintage dress.

Lilith: "A new friend of mine, sweetie." She said as smooth jazz music began filling up the room from the band on stage. "Oh, it's starting." She said while a melodious, seductive, and sweet voice began singing out.

You had plenty money in 1922
You let other women make a fool of you

A petite and slim leg peeked dressed in a red hose out of the black velvet curtains claded in a red, black, and gold beaded dress trim, the foot held in a black kitten heel showing a peek of a blood red deer hoof print on the bottom.

A many a male demons floated the open stage area ledges cat calling out excitedly when the singer revealed themselves completely for all to see. The owner of the club and lead entertainment: A blood red doe demoness dressed in 1920's flapper fashion with a red fluffy leopard spotted fur boa resting on her shoulders.

Why don't you do right?
Like some other men do
Get out of here and get me some money, too

You're sittin' down wonderin' what it's all about
You ain't got no money that will put you out

She slowly removed her boa and tossed it towards the VIP area as it landed on the princess's shoulders, which made the doe smile charmingly showing off her razor-sharp dagger like teeth while she kept singing on.

Why don't you do right?
Like some other men do
Get out of here and get me some money, too

If you had prepared twenty years ago
You wouldn't be wanderin' now from door to door

The doe demoness walked down the stage and up towards her microphone and held it gently within her black gloved clawed fingers as she sang into it.

Her microphone began glowing a hauntingly red gleam from its eye as if putting certain demon men into a trance and began walking towards the club's kitchen while the music picked up the tempo to drown out the screams of the slaughtering in the room beyond the club's room.

Why don't you do right?
Like some other men do
Get out of here and get me some money, too

I fell for your jiving, and I took you in
Now all you've got to offer me is a drink of gin...

The Doe's smile widen greatly to look like it was splitting her cheeks apart as she sang on, her ears twitched at the drowning screams before walking away from her microphone as shadows helped her off of the stage and she walked towards the VIP area table to hug Lilith, and kissed Charlie's forehead to adjust the fur onto the young child's shoulder with a sweet yet soft smile.

Her shadows pulled her back onto the stage as she began dancing flawlessly to the jazz music filling the room than she began walking forward til she reached the vip table again but this time a black gloved hand reached upwards toward her. The demoness placed her hand into the outreach one took a gentle hold of to help her into the person's arms.

Why don't you do right?
Like some other men do
Get out of here and get me some money, too
Why don't you do right?
Like some other men do

Her bloody red eyes met golden red eyes of the king of hell himself, before she got out of his arms to remove her hair accessory that let her hair fall back onto her lower back before placing the shining piece into his suit jacket lapel.

She then did a bold move to lean close against the king's chest to flick his chin upwards to look directly at her face while she sang out the last line of her performance

Like some other men do....~

Clapping and hollers filled the air from the performance as the doe demoness moved back to cursty to the crowd.

???: "Thank you, thank you, my deers. Enjoy the show my club has to offer and of course my mama's creole food recipes that my kitchen staff is preparing for you all, until then, dance, sing, and have a grand ol time." She said while snapping her fingers as her fancy dress morphed into a chef's uniform and apron walking off to the kitchen and began tasting the cook's work to adjust the spices, quality and of course added her mama's secret touch to the food than it served while she took a tray holding two bowls of special steaming hot jambalaya with a bottle of chilled whiskey to a shadowed table. "Here you go, frère cerf" She said with a pun, leaving her lips as a demon similar to her showed himself to gently pat her head in adoration.

???: "Merci, ma petite biche chérie" He said while summoning two crystal glasses for the two deer like demons to drink from. "Your club is the je parle de tout l'enfer, ma petite sœur." He said while the two began eating their meal as fresh blood dripped from their teeth.

???: "I can hardly await to met your disrespectful friends, Radio Demon, mon frère." She said while smiling wickedly as curling and twisted antlers began showing on her head while voodoo symbols hovered over her head, her pupils became flickering music sheet lines holding bleeding music notes alongside a bleeding x mark on her forehead. At least til she snapped out of it with a gentle smile on her face.

???: "HAHAHA, Oh, Y/n don't worry soon, everyone in hell will know your name, The Chanter des démons. No one, disrespects my family in my face." He whispered as the two finished up their meal and began climbing to the top of hell's overlords together.

Soon, these two now held the feared yet respected names of the Radio Demon and the Singing Demoness from broadcasting screams throughout hell, ensnaring them by song to serving the missing bodies to the denizens of hell in delicious and flavorful foods. Soon, enough the Singing Demoness held her own place in the pentagram territory which had mostly vintage, old fashioned things named Roaring Twenties Town filled with speakeasy clubs, shops, restaurants, bayous, and a old world charm. She became a trusted friend to the Queen of Hell, herself Lilith and another momther figure to the princess of hell. As Years passed by in Roaring Twenties Town in the middle of town held a manison with the charm of new orleans while pure white the inside was more colorful and luxurious. While the Singing Demoness ruled over her territory and the souls within it, her brother went missing, so she took hold of his territory to keep it safe for seven long years

Translations: frère cerf- deer brother, Merci, ma petite biche chérie- Thank you, my little darling doe, je parle de tout l'enfer, ma petite sœur- talk of all of hell, my little sister of mine, Radio Demon, mon frère- Radio Demon, brother of mine, Chanter des démons- Singing Demoness.