Damned (Alastor x OC)

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When I tell y'all I screamed—

God I'm so ready for this show. What do you think they've done with Al n' the rest? Like I love the design and name change sm, Morningstar is so fitting (in my opinion, but maybe that's just because I watched Lucifer and I'm biased lol)

Alastor's POV

The moment I stepped through the door it snapped shut. The other keycard was tucked into my inner coat pocket.

Immediately I was slapped in the face with the potent scent of blood. Directly in front of me was a chair...empty.

This entire room seems to be empty, except for three sleeping animals on either side of the chair. One of the animal's eyes snapped open, and immediately shifted to me.

It growled, standing up slowly.

Is that...a hyena?

I guess the image on the business card makes more sense now.

The animal snarled, approaching me slowly. My arms were behind my back, and I tilted my head. Does this creature not know danger when it's staring it right in the face?

It's siblings awoke, but they didn't seem near as clear focused on me as their leader was. I'm just assuming this one is the leader.

"Go lay down if you don't want to die," I said to the animal, and it snapped at me and growled. I sighed, holding my hand out towards it and flicking my wrist.

The entire thing seized, and then yipped in pain. This gained the attention of the other two, which growled and charged at me. My other hand raised and I seized them as well.

"Filthy creatures," I growled, closing both of my fists.

Their were several sick crunching and snapping noises as I brought down several tons of force on the animals. Their bodies went limp and I dropped them to the floor.

If that's his only line of defense, he needs better guards.

Making my way quickly through this labyrinth of a lair, I followed the scent of blood. I followed it all the way until a long hallway opened up to me.

The scent only got unbearable at that point, and I focused on the end of the hallway, narrowing my eyes.

Then I picked up the scent of my woman...her blood.

Worry spiked in my chest, and I teleported towards it instantly, hoping to whatever deity cares enough about me that she was ok.

My eyes widened when I appeared in a large...almost cave-like...room. The entire room was covered in blood and there were bones scattered about.

There were several raised platforms that seemed to just be natural rock.

But the thing I was most focused on was the scene before me of my Aria, Angel Dust, and the bastard who has single handedly pissed me off more than any other living thing in this world or the next.

Angel was slumped on the floor, battered and bruised. I summoned my shadow quickly, giving him a sharp order.

"geri epi pwoteje li." (Heal and protect him)

My shadow nodded and went to Angel quickly, teleporting them a bit further away to heal him.

A low growl rolled through my chest, my bones clicking and cracking as my appearance changed. I roared, causing the entire cave to rattle and many of the rocks to tremble.

Xander, who up until that point was too focused on bringing Aria's neck closer to his teeth, looked up at me and narrowed his gaze.

Aria had her hands against his wrist, and was desperately fighting against him.