Bound to Hell

Alastor The Radio Demon

Charlie is nervous and turned her head to the door. And sure enough, she opens the door again.

The demon calls the Radio Demon, asks, "May I speak now?"

Charlie calmly says to the demon, "You may."

The demon reaches his hand out to Charlie as he talks with his radio voice, "Alastor! Pleasure to be meeting you, sweetheart!"

He then grabs Charlie's hand and pulls her to him, "Quite a pleasure!"

Alastor lets himself in and past the princess, "Excuse my sudden visit, but I saw your fiasco on a picture show, and I just couldn't resist! What a performance! Why, I haven't been that entertained since the stock market crash of 1929! Hahahahaha."

He then walks further in as he says, "Sooo many orphans..."

Suddenly, Vaggie holds a harpoon towards Alastor's face making him stop, "Stop right there!"

Vaggie mutters, "Cabrón hijo de perra." Angel chuckled to herself as she heard that.

She continues to have the harpoon toward his throat and says, "I know your game and I'm not gonna let you hurt anyone here, you pompous cheesy talk show shitlord!"

Alastor chuckles as he turned the harpoon away from him with a grin, "Dear if I wanted to hurt anyone here...I would've done so already." Alastor said with voodoo symbols appearing around him as his eyes became radio dials.

Charlie and Vaggie stare in fear.

Angel could tell he was not someone to fool around with as the rumors say.

 "No, I'm here because I want to help!" The Radio Demon stated in glee.

The girls stare at him with confused expressions.

Charlie asks, dumbfounded, "Say what now?"

"Help!" Alastor repeats himself.

"Hahaha, hello? Is this thing on?" Alastor questions.

He taps his mic and says, "Testing, testing!"

Suddenly, the microphone talks, "Well I heard you loud and clear!"

"Um, you want to help? With...?" Charlie asks.

Alastor teleports himself from the shadow between the girls, "This ridiculous thing you're trying to do! This hotel! I want to help you run it."

"Buuut... why?" Charlie asks.

"Hahaha, why does anyone do anything? Sheer, absolute boredom! I've lacked inspiration for decades," Alastor says.

Then leans his elbow on Vaggie's head, "My work became mundane, lacking focus..."

Then shoves her away, but Angel caught Vaggie before she could fall to the floor. "Aimless, I've come to crave a new form of entertainment! Hahaha!"

"Does getting into a fistfight with a reporter count as entertainment...?" Charlie nervously asks.

"Hahaha! It's the purest kind, my dear: Reality! True passion! After all, the world is a stage and the stage is a world of entertainment," Alastor, showing his big sharp toothed smile.

"So does this mean you think it's possible to rehabilitate a demon?" Charlie asks.

Alastor shakes his hand in front of her as he laughs, "Of course not! That's wacky nonsense!"

That makes Charlie deflate.

Alastor shakes his head back and forth as he says, "Redemption, oh the non-existent humanity!"

He then shakes his head again, "No no no no, I don't think there's anything left that could save such loathsome sinners!"

He then looks over to Vaggie and Angel, the former being offended. Angel just glared at Alastor before moving to the front desk to avoid him.

"The chance given was the life they lived before, the punishment is this! There is no undoing what is done!" Alastor adds.

Charlie steps forward and asks, "So then, why do you wanna help me if you don't believe in my cause?"

Alastor turns to see Charlie and looks at her with a large grin with his eyes glowing.

Alastor walks up to Charlie "Consider it an investment in ongoing entertainment for myself!" Then pulls her close to him.

He twirls her around a little as he says, "I want to watch the scum of the world struggle to climb up the hill of betterment only to repeatedly trip and tumble down to the fiery pit of failure!"

"Riiiight," Charlie says, feeling uncomfortable and removes his hand from her shoulder.

"Yes, indeedy!" Alastor says.

Then he grabbed Charlie by her waist and drags her away, "I see big things coming your way and who better to help you than I?"

'Geez, this guy sure likes to talk. He word-vomits more than an encyclopedia.' Angel thought looking at her phone to tune him out. But she didn't realize he was walking her way.

"And what can you do my dear?" He asked.

"None of your business, but I can do some cooking and some paperwork." Angel shrugged gaining a surprised look from the deer. "Hey, despite my occupation, I'm not like all those other tramps. I prefer to keep a level of dignity."

"...Fair enough. If possible, I can make you my assistant."

"Fine by me. But only on my terms. We can talk about it later." Angel finished the conversation. She'll show this deer two can play at this game.
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