≈ ALASTOR X READER ≈

12

You and Alastor were on better terms, and he realized his mistakes. And now, it was two days later. You had just gone to get the mail for Charlie. Then, you went back upstairs and into your room. With the music turned up, you tried to practice your powers. Surely there was something you could do besides teleportation. You tried to "focus your energy". Whatever. Nothing really seemed to work. It'd really suck if teleporting was your only power. You could hear a humming white noise behind you. You whipped around and backed up. You knew who it was, he was just a lil spooky like that.

"Darling you're going to have to try harder than that." He said, putting a hand to his ears and scratching them.

"Than what?-" You said.

Alastor pointed at your side, and there stood a faint version of you that mimicked your every move. You tilted your head at Alastor.

"Illusions darling." He snapped his fingers and suddenly a small army of demons stood around you, staring down.

You laughed and tried to imagine the same thing. Except you projected your copies first, then you stood behind Alastor, and gave him bunny ears. You giggled.
Alastor snapped, and now the room was only copies of you. He was good.

You rolled your eyes, Alastor was emitting a red glow. You could easily tell which was him. You poked his tail. He flickered back to normal and grabbed your hand.

"Tsk tsk tsk.." He taunted. Alastor grabbed your tail and pulled on it lightly.

You and Alastor played around, and you got in some practice for the next hour or so. Afterwards, you flopped down onto your bed. A sudden feeling on your shoulder scared you. You had almost flung him across the room, but you were glad to have not. It was Swan. Cute thing. You yawned, holding him up. He spread his small wings and glided around the room.

You slowly drifted to sleep, with Swan on your chest. When your woke up, you stretched and yawned. Your clock was annoying. Whatever.. you got up lazily and threw on a pair of clean clothes. You trotted downstairs, where Husk was fast asleep on his counter, and Angel was cooking something. You didn't bother either of them and instead pulled a sandwich out of the fridge. You also took a few strawberries for your baby Swan. You went back upstairs hurriedly and threw your door open. You held up a strawberry, and Swan landed on your hand to eat it. Your sandwich was also delicious. You fed Swan strawberries as you walked out of your room and down the hall. You came up to Al's room. His door was cracked.. With a small sigh you peeled through the small opening to see Al sitting in a large chair facing away from you.
You slowly opened the door, VERY thankful that it didn't creak when you did. Tip-toeing quietly, you came closer. His ears twitched, but he chose to ignore whatever was there. Upon coming closer, you could see that he was shirtless. You blushed for a moment, but noticed something important. His back and sides... were covered in bite-shaped scars. You felt sorry for whatever happened to him. Your hand shook as you lifted it. As gently as you could, you traced your finger across one of the bite-marks. In a single second, Al was teleported behind the chair and was in front to you. He gripped your hand firmly. You could see his mix of emotions... he was flustered. He was shaking a little and his smile was twisted in a confused manner.
You stared at him, but all that happened was him staring back. You freed your hand carefully.

"Al, I'm really sorry I didn't mean to- I didn't know- agh... I-" You said in a slight panic.