Alastor's Past | FNAF x Hazbin Hotel | Original

Chapter 4: First Impression

Alastor stayed in his room for days. The only reason he didn't want to come out of there was that he didn't wish to take the risk of getting in danger. Sure, Husker may be nice and generous and all that to Alastor, but the both of them knew nothing about each other. Everyday, Alastor would come close to the door and try to come out, but his head wouldn't leave him alone.
'What if deep inside he's trying to kill me like everyone else?' Alastor thought to himself. He needed to be more cautious than ever. And now the last thing he wished for was to not get a knock on the door.

Alastor sat against the door. He rubbed his eyes. He missed Evan and Elizabeth. He wanted to be with them, but his foolish mistake had taken everything away from him. "Knock." Alastor froze. Was that a knock? "Knock, Knock." He stood up and faced the door, hesitant but curious to know who was on the other end.
'You know what,' Alastor thought to himself, 'I'm opening the door.'
Alastor slowly put his hand on the doorknob and twisted it, as the door unlocked and opened.
"Uh... You okay there?" It was Husker. Alastor was a loss at words. "You haven't been outta there for days."
"Oh! Husker, my dear friend! Why, I've been doing great! Don't worry, it's very normal of me to stay in my room most of the time! Hahaha!" Alastor blurted out, laughing.

"So where are you going dear Husker?" Asked Alastor.
"I know where, and you're coming with me." Husker pulled Alastor by the collar and dragged him across the house.
"W-wait! Why though?" Alastor tried to resist but Husker's grip was strong.
"There's no way you're going to stay in that room for the whole year and not come out." Husker told him, as he made Alastor stand up and wait outside. "Now stay here, and don't. Move. A. Single. Inch."
"Well, might as well do that instead of being dragged around the floor." Said Alastor as he summoned his staff. Husker sighed and went back into the house, looking for a bottle of cheap booze.

Alastor hummed and tapped his foot, patiently waiting for Husker to come out until he heard blood curdling screams coming from nearby. He quickly turned his head to his right. His neck made a snap but to Alastor's surprise it didn't break.
"Now that's new. Very entertaining." Said Alastor, wondering what else he could do. To his horror, he saw a bunch of intimidating demons surrounding a small demon. It was a girl. She had one eye and had pinkish red hair with a bit of yellow.
"Know what should we do with this small one-eyed pimp?" One of the demons grabbed her and started to choke her. The small demon started to sob, tears falling down her face.

Alastor stood in horror. That reminded him of his sister Elizabeth's death. Both him and his brother Evan had witnessed her death as they tried to stop her.
"P-please stop!" The small demon pleaded, coughs could be heard as the demon who was choking her smiled widely.
"Dad will be so proud of you making your first kill." Another demon smiled along.

That was it. Those words made Alastor feel mad. His own father had said that to him when he had killed Evan on accident in Fredbear's Family Diner back in 1983.

I'm proud of you, Michael.

Alastor clenched his fists.

I'M PROUD OF YOU MICHAEL.

Alastor's staff turned into a knife. His face darkened, as he put on an evil grin.

"Hahaha! Time to finish this!" The demon widened his eyes as he squeezed his grip on the small demon's neck.
"I-,"
SLASH.
The two demon brothers' heads flew into the air. The small demon fell to the ground, free from the grasp of the demon. She looked at Alastor in horror as he was in his demon form. His face was dark and creepy, he had huge deer antlers and his smile showed sharp teeth.

Meanwhile Husker rushed out of the house, curious to know what commotion was happening outside his house.
"What the hell?!" Husker froze and stared as Alastor and the decapitated demons. Alastor turned around, still in his demon form, turned around and walked towards Husker when he felt something on his leg. Alastor looked down. The small demon he had saved earlier was hugging his leg. Meanwhile Husker quietly crept up behind Alastor and knocked him out with a punch.