AUTHOR NOTE: Got this idea after seeing the Pilot episode of "Hazbin Hotel" on youtube, Interesting piece of work.

Be warned, it OPENLY STATES in the description of the Pilot that Hazbin Hotel is a project aimed at older audiences (but then, and this is just my pointing this out, so are shows like Family Guy, American Dad, Futurama, The Simsons, Rick and Morty, ect.); Things like swearing, violence, drug use and Innuendo galore in Hazbin, so if you're bothered by that kind of stuff, just simply don't watch it.

Otherwise, suggest you give it a shot.

Within Everfree Forest, the wild wooded area on the outskirts of Ponyville, a place considered "unnatural" and fearful for various reasons, from the terrifying wildlife, to the mysterious plants; something was stirring.

Deep in the cavern where the Tree of Harmony dwelt, the tree started glowing and sent it's roots to what it felt was coming and prevent it. Tapping into it's magic, though weakened from the Elements being stripped from it long ago, to rally what force it could to attempt to push the malevolence back.

In another, darker, location within the canopy of the woods, the earth itself seemed to moan in agony, as if something unwholesome was forcing its way up to the surface. An earthquake that could be felt for miles was felt as stone was shattered. A pillar of fire shot from the fissure, the flames going up to three thousand feet in the air and the smoke causing the sky to be turned pitch black. As all this happened, a large burning hole appeared in the middle of it, showing the silhouette of somewhere.

From there, a strange and very unfamiliar shape in Equestria was seen within the fire pillar until it suddenly started to forcibly contort it's shape as it was changing.

The hole crackled with poisonous green electricity before whatever the figure had become was expelled from it and whatever it was tumbled to a stop on the ground. As it did, the burning pillar stopped instantly and vanished, the ground closing up as it left and took the strange events with it.

Alone now, the figure laid still before groaning and shakily standing on all fours and gasping for breath.

"SHIT! THAT HURT!"

The female scream pierced the air, letting out vulgar words none native to the land had ever used.

After a moment more, she tried to stand erect, but couldn't balance herself and fell over. Groaning as she pushed herself up, attempting it again, only for the same result. After an hour's worth of failures, she thought it would be best to give on standing on her hind legs for now as she thought it was taking too long. At least standing on all fours seemed to work out for her. Odd...were her arms longer, or her legs shorter? Felt they matched length...why was that?

"What's wrong with me?" she groaned. She tried to put her hand to her head. But as the sensation on it connecting with her head hit her, her eyes went wide. That felt different than a hand!

Pulling it away and looking at her limb, she found that in place of a hand was a shod hoof covered in fur. She gasped at the sight of it. "It can't be...!" Eyes wide, she attempted to run, stumbled over and fell face first into a pond. Pulling her face out of it with a gasp and a fit of couching, she shook her head to dry herself, then looked at her reflection, gasping and her mouth hanging open. "What the...?!"

What was she?! Some kind of horse?!

Her fur was stark white like bone, she had a unique curly long blonde mane with peach pink highlights. Her lips were black and she had red cheeks, represent those of a clown or puppet, giving her a perpetual blush. Her eyes were black and her sclera was the coloration of light yellow. Her eyelids had a contrasting pink shadow to add more depth. They also seemed to be decorated with gray eye-shadow.

She had two red horns on her forehead, one above each eye, that were curved, smooth, sharp at the tip. She also had sharp teeth with two visible fangs, large bat wings at her sides, and oddly, rather than it being hair, she had a thick tail as as extension of her body that looked more like a whip that had a spaded tip, despite it being the same color as her mane.

Another odd thing was her attire: she was wearing a black bow tie and a white dress shirt underneath a red tuxedo coat. While she had indeed been dressed in it prior to her being cast from her home, since when did horses wear clothes in the same way people did? Wait...Now that she looked at herself, her body was too small to be a horse. A pony then? At the thought, she started to smile lightly. Ponies were cute, and she liked cute things. It helped calm her down a bit.

"...But where am I?" she asked, looking around. she seemed to be in a very large forest of some kind, as she couldn't even see what color the sky looked like from being under so many trees. Wherever this was, it wasn't Hell.

Feeling a look around would be best, she tried to walk, but, as she attempted to take her first step, unused to needing to balance herself on more than two legs before, wobbling and falling over in a heap.

"Oh, come on!" the bat-winged mare cried, then slowly and carefully pulled her legs to her and carefully placed the hooves flat on the ground before shakily pushing off the ground as if doing a push-up and finally standing.

"...This'll take some getting used to..." she muttered, referring to her newfound quadrupedalism. She hesitantly reached out with a single foreleg and took a small, experimental step, then sighed thankfully when she didn't fall over. "...ok...now the others..."

Like she had with the first leg, she hesitantly and slowly moved her left rear leg forward and breathed another sigh of relief, still no fall...She did the same thing with her other legs and soon she was now moving her legs a little faster until she was fully walking on all four hooves. She attempted to get a running start and that took about four trial and errors, but she finally managed to learn and remember how to run in her pony body if she needed to. She just had to make sure her limbs didn't collide with one another or her tail.

"Well...that's one problem out of the way, but still...I'm lost, I've been kicked out of Hell, I have no way to contact Mom or Vaggie, I'm a cute winged unicorn, and I'm lost...just what did that exorcism do to me...?"

Then she heard a vicious snarl and turned around, seeing a large pack of wolves made out of wood with venomous glowing green eyes as they surrounded her, "Ah...ummm... Nice puppies... Good puppies... Uh... You all look cute... and cuddly..." she said, backing up nervously.

The wolves snarled again, which made her freeze in place. "Okay...well...I see I'm in your territory... I think I'll just... see myself out..."

With that, the winged pony turned and ran away from the wolves, the pack giving chase as she rushed as fast as she could through the forest. As she ran from the wood wolves, she tried getting her wings to flap, since she knew her lead won't last for long as she heard the wolves behind her, and figured the air was the safest place. Her attempts were hindered by the tree branches as her wings kept snagging on them and slowing her down.

"Forget it!" She yelped, closing her wings and ran faster as the stench of the wolves' breath kept washing over her. If she weren't so used to the equally foul smell of sulfur, it would have made her gag and leave her vulnerable.

"Come on! Think, Charlie, think! There's got to be one place those wolves can't go!"

Ahead of her, she saw a large pool of water. Having only moments, Charlie quickly grabbed a reed in her teeth, broke it off, and dived into the water, using the reed as a breathing tube.

The wooden wolves soon arrived and started sniffing for Charlie, but they couldn't see her nor smell her scent.

Breathing through her mouth and finding it hard to know what exactly was going on, Charlie was thankful when the wolves snarled and slunk away in disappointment over having lost their prey.

After she was reasonably sure they were gone, her head surfaced and she tried to doggie-paddle her way to the shore. Not easy with the equestrian body she currently possessed, but thankfully, she felt some rocks under water and, with a bit of kicking against them, she managed to propel herself to dry land.

Charlie was exhausted from all the running and she felt a little thirsty, but seeing that she was a pony now...she had to drink like a pony, so she lowered her head to the water and started lapping the water until she heard something, and when she looked up, she barely evaded the literal jaws of death as she saw a gigantic crocodile seemingly made of stone burst from the water and roared at her.

It tried to bite her again, but this time, Charlie jumped away from it and tried to make another escape until the stone crocodile slammed it's tail on the ground making her lose her balance and then before Charlie knew it, she was then swatted by the beast's tail and crashed into a series of trees.

Groaning, Charlie shook her head. She was hurt, but not too much. Good thing demons were actually pretty sturdy with only Heaven-forged weaponry actually able to kill a demon, and demons were absurdly tough..still, that didn't mean she couldn't be hurt or feel pain, as one of her new wings didn't feel good now.

And that wasn't even counting the tremors she felt from the giant stone crocodile drawing nearer. Looking at the creature, Charlie went, if possible, even paler. Those rock she'd used and stepped all over to get out of the water had been the croc! No wonder it was so mad at her! And she doubted it would care if she apologized either...

The stone crocodile opened it's jaws and lunged at her before Charlie yelped and dove out of the way. The massive jaws, having failed at their intended target, clamped around the bottom of a tree.

With a growl, the crocodile glared at Charlie and with a crunch, tore the part of the base of the tree out before it angrily spat out the pieces of splintered wood that it had shattered in it's mouth and rounded on the pony before the tree it had bitten into fell over, smashing over the stone creature's head, knocking it out cold.

"For what it's worth, I'm sorry..." Charlie said before rushing off in a random direction, Mentally praying (which was odd for her) not to see if there was anything worse that she would run into in this forest.

After hours of running, along with avoiding other hostile plants and animals, Charlie stopped, panting as she nearly collapsed, unsure of how much more in this forest wanting her dead she could take, she saw something a good ten kilometers from her position: smoke rising from the trees. Her eyes widened and hope infused her limbs with new strength.

Where there was smoke, there was fire, and where there was fire... there were bound to be people!

Happy to see signs of living creatures that she could reason with, the pony was about to rush her way over to where the smoke was coming from, until suddenly diamond roots suddenly sprang up from the ground underneath her and then wrapped around her whole body making it nearly impossible to move as her head was now the only thing she could move.

"I can't take this anymore!" Charlie yelled, "is it just the way this place is, or is it actually gunning for me?! What did I do?!" as the cry burst out of her, she did something that surprised even her: a tear rolled down her eye and muzzle before landing on the crystal roots.

As the droplet connected, she gasped, her eyes glowing white as she suddenly felt something enter her mind and look over her memories...

"Well, as most of you know... I was born here in Hell, and growing up, I always tried to see the Good in everything around me. Hell is my home, and you are my people. We... We just went through another extermination. We lost so many souls, and it breaks my heart to see my people being slaughtered every year and NO ONE is even given a CHANCE! I can't stand idly by while the place I live is subjective to such violence; Sooo...I've been thinking...isn't there a more... humane way to hinder overpopulation here in Hell? Perhaps we can create an alternative way to change souls through... Redemption...Well, I think "Yes!", so that's what this project aims to achieve. Ladies and Gentlemen, I'm opening up the first of it's kind, a hotel that rehabilitates Sinners!", Charlie said with her arms raised with a smile.

Total silence was her response to her reveal of her passion project.

"Ya know? Cause hotels are for... People passing through... Temporarily... I figure it would serve a purpose for a place to work towards redemption... yaaay...", Charlie softly said with a forced smile on her face.

"Look, Every single one of you has something good deep down inside... I know you do... Maybe I'm not getting through to you...", Charlie smiled as she was about to break her promise to Vaggie...

The crystal roots recoiled, as if shocked then one lightly touched her forehead, causing the feeling to come again as whatever was doing this dove back into Charlie's mind.

..."The whole point of this is to give people a chance. To have faith that things will be better. How can I turn someone away? I can't. It goes against everything I'm trying to do; everything I believe in."...

..."I believe that everyone deserves a chance to prove they can be better."...

Pulling back again, the roots loosened at that before there was a final dive into her mind. After whatever this was had looked through all of her memory and personality, the crystallized roots retracted, setting her down gently.

"Huh?" Charlie asked, then shook her head. Then looked at the roots with a confused raised brow as they went underground and started to glow so she could see them under the soil like a path.

"Ohhh-kayyyy...thank you..." she said, finding it odd she was thanking part of a plant. Following the trail the root's glow provided, she soon reached her destination without any further unwelcome encounters with the things native to the forest.

Charlie blinked, seeing that the smoke she'd been trying to reach had been originating from a hut in that was a hollowed out tree. Looking through the window, she saw the building contained a large circular room with shelves all around the walls. There was an overhang where a bed was, for the hut's owner, obviously. The shelves were filled with potions and ingredients, and there were traditional masks hanging from the walls and a dream catcher on top of the door. There was also a cauldron in the middle of the room.

At the sight of the bed, Charlie sighed. What she wouldn't give to use it...

As she went up to the door, she bit her lower lip nervously, then shifted her weight to be mostly on her hind legs before raising a forelimb and knocking a few times before the door opened on it own.

Charlie blinked. The door was unlocked? That didn't seem very safe...then again, not having hands would make a doorknob and lock pretty impossible to deal with and impractical. So she guessed that was it.

"Uh...hello?" she called, entering the hut. Not getting an answer, she went in. She knew she shouldn't be entering someone else's home this way, but she needed somewhere to rest and get her barrings. Going up to the overhang, she promptly collapsed into the bed and fell asleep near instantly as her exhaustion took over.

After a while, Charlie wasn't sure just how long, she was awakened by the sensation of something hard, poking her in the sides a few times before she grumpily opened one eye and saw she was no longer alone in the hut. Standing over her was a female zebra who had cyan eyes, a light gray and dark persian bluish gray colored mane in the style of a moehawk; a light heliotropeish gray and dark bluish gray stripes while her hooves were colored indigoish black, and she also had jewelry in the forms of several gold bands on her neck, large golden hoop earrings, and on her front left hoof was another set of bands like the ones around her neck. And finally, she had a spiral marking surrounded by outward pointing triangles on her flank that looked almost like a sun.

What was more, the zebra was frowning at her. "What's this I spy? An uninvited guest giving my bed a lie?"

At that, the exorcism victim yelped and tumbled out of the bed, landing on one wing before she scrambled to her hooves, all while speaking fast. "Gah! I'm sorry, I...I am so...I just...oh crud! I can explain...Ummm..."

"Zecora," the zebra introduced curtly.

"Oh...well...ummm...My full name's Charlotte Magne; but please, just call me "Charlie" for short. Anyways, I am sorry...but needed a safe place to rest. And can I say I hate this forest? Everything in it seemed to want me dead to the point I found it a miracle the air here didn't try chopping off my head, too..."

Zecora blinked, then her frown vanished and she nodded in understanding. "For those new here, the forest can be quite dire; therefore, no apology do I require. Though, if I may inquire; why did you not simply fly higher?"

"Uh...well...panic, and I never had wings before..." Charlie admitted, looking at the bat-like appendages folded against her sides.

"Ah, so I see. Not yet use to flight, so you sought sanctuary in my tree."

Charlie nodded, "I am sorry for it, Zecora. Didn't mean to intrude."

"You need not fear I misunderstand, it's quite obvious you are not from this land." The zebra rhymed.

'Understatement...' Charlie thought to herself, but didn't voice it, instead giving a long, tired huff. "Not many like me, huh?"

"I have seen other Alicorns, it's true; but never have I met a pony such as you."

Alicorn? Was that what she was now? "Well...like you said, not from around here." Charlie said.

Meanwhile, looking her guest over, Zecora was interested.

An Alicorn, but blank-flanked. A neigh-demonic appearance, yet a non-threatening demeanor. Seemed quite the contradicting presence, this pony. And that outright nasty juju that emerged in the Everfree Forest...There were too many questions. Ones she suspected had to do with Charlie. But knew she'd need proof before bringing up to anypony.

"So Charlie, with the Everfree Forest acting so mad; I feel showing you the way to Ponyville is the best choice to be had."

Charlie sighed gratefully at that, welcoming the prospect of a guide to show her the way out. While she had no clue about wherever this Ponyville place was or could be like, it had to be better than this killer forest. "Thank you, Zecora."

The zebra smiled and the the two made their way out of the hut.