All is Fair in Love and War (Alastor x Reader)

Chapter 36

It was close to dawn at this point, the two groups combed through the city in search of you and Valentino; not having much luck so far.

Down in your dampened room you sat upright against the wall, a deep, unbridled hatred roaring inside of you as the door opened once more.

"Well hey cutie."

I'm gonna murder this fucking guy again if it's the last thing I do. You thought.

Your eyes darted over to the sound of his voice and followed him with your gaze, fighting any and all exhaustion; ready to fight with every shred of strength you had. But instead of getting aggressive he just pulled up a chair and sat about 5 feet in front of you.

"Cat got your tongue?" He mocked, snickering at you as you glared at him.

"Oh, right, forgot." He laughed, pointing to his neck in reference to that wretched shock collar. "Huh, what a fitting method for a bitch to finally learn when to stop barking."

Deciding to say fuck all, you mustered up the little energy you had and planted your words in his mind. A bitch can bite though, get close to me and find out.

He sighed and looked at you, leaning back in the chair. "Don't flatter yourself. I'm not here for that, if that's what you're worried about."

You couldn't help the eye-roll you gave him. As if I should thank you for not violating me, wow, gold star for you bud.

"I just came by to tell you how happy I am with this little arrangement. Ever since our last encounter, and you gave me a one way ticket down here- all I did was patiently wait for the day you'd inevitably show up here. One year later I'm sitting at a bar and I see this beautiful babe up on stage and think to myself 'oh man, who knew a looker like that could be down here?' And then, said babe starting singing. And I knew that voice right the fuck away. I had heard it several times growing up with you, and then one more time the night you had your little fun."

Your brow raised at him, biting back the soft smirk that threatened to form. Ah, I remember it well. And I'd do it again too if given the chance.

"Don't hold your breath on it." He sneered smugly. "But the second I heard that voice, I thought, wow. I didn't have to search that hard at all! Hunting you down though, that took a lot more work. Timing, learning you and your habits, but I was at a loss when you went to stay at the hotel; and I took a stroll by your old abode only to find it empty with little idea of where you could have gone. Something must have gone awry with your magic by the way, missy. Cause' one day it wasn't there, and the next, there it was."

Yeah I managed to assume that part on my own, thanks.

"But then I was at the studio last week visiting a favorite of mine and, well, I overheard Val and Vox talking about y-o-u. I just couldn't help myself, I had to team up with them." He grinned wickedly.

I'm surprised you didn't want me erased.

"This felt a little more gratifying. You said killing for you at the time was almost like an act of mercy after torment. Why would I grant you mercy?" He chuckled.

You narrowed your eyes at him in agitation. You're salty because I gave your ass what you deserved and now you're being a sore loser. You deserved every ounce of pain you ever got, from me or otherwise.

He smirked and got up from his chair, but before he made a step toward you...

The timer on the collar went off.

Again you seized where you sat, that searing burn etching into your neck and shooting through you as if your blood was made of fire.

Your muscles clenched and twitched tightly, and unfortunately caused you to slam your head against the wall that you were leaning on. Once the shock dissipated, you slumped over where you sat and fell unconscious from the injury.