Contracts That Bind Us

Demands of Being

"Heyya doll, can ya give Val a ring for me." Angel grinned as he leaned on the front counter of the studio. The rabbit demon's ears folded against her head, and she sputtered out a series of incoherent words before snatching the phone. Alastor stood a few paces behind Angel, his aura leaking off of him infecting everything around him, filling the entrance with loud static. Angel shifted the tommy gun in his lower hands, the pistols strapped to his side and he gave the rabbit another crooked smile.

"Angel." Alastor mumbled, snapping the spider's attention to the deer demon.

"He-h-he'll be do-down in ami-a minute." The rabbit whispered before lowering herself down behind the desk.

"Thank you, my dear." Alastor responded as Angel raised an eyebrow at the overlord. A small pop of electricity crackled down the demon's microphone, not harming its owner at all. Angel crossed over to Alastor, a smile on the spider's lips as he stood next to the overlord, waiting for Valentino.

"This could go one of two ways." Angel mumbled just loud enough for Alastor to hear, getting the deer demon's ear to twitch.

"Let's hope it's the first over the second." Alastor stated as Angel chuckled a bit.

"Wouldn't mind either." Angel answered, getting Alastor to roll his eyes. A loud ding filled the space as a golden elevator opened not far to the side of the front desk. Valentino let out a low growl as he exited the elevator, he appeared unarmed but the shadows would confirm that soon enough. Alastor clicked his microphone on the ground, another spark of electricity running along the staff.

"Perhaps it would be better if we spoke in private." Alastor stated before Valentino's eyes darted to Angel who was grinning, showing off his golden tooth.

"Why the hell would I want to speak to you?" Valentino questioned his voice, sounding rather harsh.

"Because it would be more beneficial than a fight to the death. I have a proposition for you, and if you are willing to hear it out perhaps we can come to some sort of deal that will benefit us both. There is no need for more blood to be spilled." Alastor said before the moth gave a snort.

"Like I'd willingly make a deal with you after you ki-"

"Perhaps in private." Alastor ordered his aura growing larger, the sigels glowing in the darkness that seemed to escape the radio demon. A pop of electricity escaped the screens around the room, static filling the displays before they shattered sending pieces flying to the ground. Valentino cast the demon another glance before giving off a low growl and storming back to his elevator. Angel cast Alastor a small look before gesturing for him to go first, and with a small chuckle he did.

The elevator ride upwards was uncomfortable to say the least. Angel kept shifting, not wanting to put his back to the moth demon and moving the tommy gun closer to the pimp. He kept glancing over his shoulder, staring at the overlord with a low growl in his throat. If the spider demon had a chance, Alastor knew he would take it. A soft hum escaped the radio demon and he spun the microphone in his hands, another spark of electricity running up his arms before rushing to the metal microphone. Valentino himself was pressed as far against the back half of the elevator as he could be, his fingers drumming against his coat. His eyes darting between the spider and radio demon, giving off a small huff he leaned further back pressing his back against the glass. The shadows twirled between Angel's and Alastor's feet before clambering up their bodies, perching themselves on the demon's shoulders. If Valentino didn't notice the magic that seemed to leak off the deer demon and infect the spider, Angel would have been surprised.

The elevator dinged allowing the trio out and into Valentino's office, the moth bumped past the two getting a series of hisses from the shadows before the pimp moved to his massive illuminated desk. Alastor blinked against the bright lights that filled the space, why was this man so showy. Angel seemed unbothered by the sight and stepped out of the elevator, before stopping a pace or two behind his overlord.