How Was It Just A Deal || Alastor X Female Reader

Chapter I

Chapter I: Running Away

You thought. It'll End, The Pain and suffering of People who've done Wrong on their Lifetime.

What was the cause of it, was sin that heavy for them to be punished severely?

You can't help but Wonder if What They were Up to in the Human world was worth the Punishment they're Receiving.

You rubbed your elbow for comfort as you Bit your bottom Lip

How their skin Ripped from their Body slowly and Hearing their screams of Agony.

Somehow makes you feel Bad for them, although this isn't your first time watching such a scene, especially from afar.

The Devils who've Felt The despair of not Gaining Redemption and Faced the Fierce Cold-Hearted Execution from Those Terrifying Angels.

Who somehow don't have second thoughts of Spreading Bloodshed in this Wasteland

how come they're still considered as angelic creatures when they themselves are wolves on sheep's Clothing.

It was Just the Beginning...

The Beginning of a Never-ending Cycle.

You watched from the window, witnessing Explosions and Blood
You've lived for centuries, wanting Peace. It's not like it was your choice to be born in such a place like this

.
You Turned your Head from the scene below your glass pane as you stared at The Luxurious Mansion. Our Home, Your Home..

It Makes you Curious How your Parents afford such a Place, a Wonderful life in fact, even Being both Sinners.

Rather than Killing Their Targets.
You took a Step Away from the Place you're currently standing and towards your Room, heading towards your Soft Bed.

Before you Heard a Loud sound slamming the main door Open, Revealing your Father.

Being as Bloody as Ever, Carrying a Gun on His Hand. Which seems to have its hole still smoking.

"Just what the actual-" before you could even finish what you're about to say

You gazed at Him with Worry on your E/c Eyes as You were about to ask Him about what happened to Him.

when He immediately held you to His arms and Hugged you tightly, "Goodness. Pumpkin. I'm glad you're safe.." He says not carrying how messy he looked like right now.

The sticky and Odor Of the Blood dropping makes you uncomfortable although it Confuses you
"what do you mean, Dad?" You've been here since Forever.." you retorted bitterly, Realizing their Insolation of you.

as you saw someone Entering the House with the same state as your Father is.

"Mom.." you whispered as she looked at you and smiled reassuringly before Gazing at your Dad and somehow signaling something which made Him sigh.

"are you guys, alright?" You asked A Hint of worry on your soft voice but mom just sat on the White Couch, As if She's not covered with any sticky, smelly red liquid.

"Yeah, we're fine.. we would have called you if we need your Help kiddo." Dad Responded, Ruffling your Hair at the same time.

This isn't any surprise from you. If they're on the urge of Death or if they've been Shot. That's your Cue to Help.

You sighed, Worried about your parents' state yet it seems like neither one of them doesn't even care about what's going on.

It wasn't any different from the days on. As they were serial killers.
Partners in crime, as rumors, they say.

It's like, you're only important because you have your uses.

But, you don't wanna argue with it..

you lived in a Luxurious House with something to stuff your Mouth Every day. rather than be on the streets who can't even sleep just to Be Vigilant to Prevent Other Fuckers from Taking advantage of you.

As strange as it may sound, you have An Ability to Heal. You guessed it's more like a gift from Heaven and they want you to Be thankful about it?

yeah right.

"Actually, Honey.. We need to Talk to you about something." Mom said and Walked towards you and Dad
as you slowly moved away from His Grasp.

When dad realized what she meant. He became anxious or so you thought.
"is it even Necessary?!" dad hissed at Mom who gave Him a Knowing Glare.
He looked away, with a sigh Escaping his lips.

"We don't want to Keep this long enough.. but You guess you might need to know the truth." He says, Completely forced to Open up.

You became silent, Confused and Intrigued.

Wanting and waiting for them to continue.

"Go on then.." you urged. Making him cup his face.

"When we Were Mostly Dying out of a Failed Mission on Earth, Your Mom was Pregnant of you and we Don't Know what to do.. So as You was Desperate at that Time. You called someone You shouldn't.." He explained but You don't understand anything.

failed Mission?

Called for someone?

Wait. Hold on, slow down. is this some kind of a Trick or what.

"It was more of a counter Attack from ours. We had a backup plan yet we were backstabbed by certain colleagues." Mom interrupted, eyeing dad.

"We tried to Call someone for Help.. Because You know if we we're Caught together. They would Completely Torture us to Death and I couldn't care shit about that, I don't care if they Torture me again and again.." He paused, Eyeing Mom.

"But your mother... and Mostly you, I was Scared.." He Continued, as You stared at Him when He looks away
The dripping Blood on His Coat wasn't from Him.

But it does smell like a Rotten Flesh or something.

"We called The Devil and asked Him to Save Us, for Exchange of a Deal.." Mom Said, Her Voice was somehow sad at this Point as You froze.

They did what?! You look at them,

Your eyes curious. You're more than interested in this. After all they never opened up about something as Mouth dropping Information as this.

"What was on that Deal?!" You asked frustratedly but none of them answered.

Holy fucking- are they just gonna let it All sink in your brain or what

"it is nothing you should be worried about. Just Remember what We're about to say. Stay away from any Overlord..." He was Deadly serious that You Couldn't help but Gulp.

any overlord...
Powerful Demons Who've earned their titles by terrorizing others. Taking over one turf to another.

But why should You listen to them tho?

As You recalled, it wasn't your fault in the first place- You're innocent about their Doings.

So whatever might happen, It's their Business and You want nothing to do with it.

"promise me, Y/n.." Dad's Voice was in the same Cold tone everytime He's fucking serious about something.

"What if I don't?" You asked, curiosity was shimmering on your E/C orbs as Mom answered.

"They won't hesitate to Kill you sweetheart." Her words Quiets My Thoughts.

As You sighed and Spurs the words They wanted me to Hear. "I-.. I promise.."

But.. Could you even help it?