Alastor collapsed on the ground, unsure of what just happened. Everyone looked down at him, expecting to see Angel with him, but found he was empty handed.
Alastor looked around him in shock, down at his hands,
"No no no no no no no!!" He mumbled, trying to teleport again, he flickered in and out of the space, desperately trying to get back to Angel. The others gasped, Charlie came down to her knees to help Alastor up, she was crying."ANGEL, ANGEL?" Alastor tried to stand, tried to do anything, but nothing was happening. He was gasping for air, the smoke having taken hold of his lungs from his time in the building. Charlie wiped her eyes, she stood up and went towards the building, Vaggie shouted,
"Charlie! You can't go in there! You know that! Help will be here soon! Please!!" She pleaded with Charlie. Charlie turned around, eyes red and streaming tears.
"I know! I know. But there's no other way. They won't be here in time! I need to go get him."Alastor's vision swam, he saw Charlie, running towards the building, what was she doing? Could she save Angel, please could he save Angel, she was the princess of hell, she had to be able to do something. The sounds around him all mixed together, and then everything went dark, his head thumped against the ground.
Charlie focused, she took a deep breath in, if only she had focused more when her father tried to teach her teleportation, she only knew the basics, she had to get to Angel though. There was another crash as the building fell apart, quick Charlie quick, please, couldn't the Angels help her now?
She teleported, opening her eyes to the bright blues that threatened to engulf her, that might've already taken Angel from them, too, double hell, or wherever you go.
She looked around, the fire burned her skin, but it didn't effect her that bad, she was powerful, a little fire Didn't hurt that bad. She stepped carefully around the debris, still managing to trip and almost fall over a large piece of something, she swore.
But when she looked down she gasped, coughing violently, it wasn't a piece of wood, or metal, it was a demon, it was Angel, he had collapsed, probably from all of the smoke, and his fur was black and burned in many places, parts of wood and other things were on top of him, it didn't look like he was breathing. Shit, shit, shit shit shit shit. This wasn't it, he was so promising, he could be redeemed, he was doing so well. He was so kind, and fun to be around, this was not it for him, she would not let him die. She would not let her friend die.
She picked him up, he was so much taller than her, he seemed so much bigger, and yet he was so light, she scoffed, ofcourse they had to keep him thin, that's what the clients wanted. No, not the time for that, don't let your rage take over, get Angel out of here, see if he's okay.
She teleported again, far from the others, but not far enough so that they couldn't here her. Everyone turned around, Nifty crouched down, her hand on Alastor's heart.
"HE'S HERE! I FOUND HIM!" She yelled, but her voice held sadness, and her vision was so blurry all she could see was the red of the world contrasting with the brightness of the fire.She ran towards them, placing Angel down next to Alastor, the building giving a final crack, before the final parts of it fell onto itself, a large gap revealing the city behind it as nothing but I pile of wood and other materials stood where the building once was. Charlie took a shaky breath, worry about the hotel later, you got to Angel, and just on time aswell. You'll find another building, Dad has hundreds. Now where was the help they needed?
After a couple of minutes of waiting, and crying, more crying, they finally got here. They carried Angel away, along with Alastor, and Charlie and Vaggie rode in the ambulance with them, Husk and Nifty taking Charlies car.
Valentino, Valen-fucking-tino, what could they do to him, if Angel didn't wake up, if Alastor didn't wake up, what could they do to him, Charlie was only the princess of hell, although she was powerful trying to kill an overlord would get her into a world of trouble with her dad, but something had to be done. This couldn't stand, he couldn't get away with this, something had to happen to him.
Everything felt like a dream, everyone floated through hell, Charlie didn't understand it, she couldn't comprehend what was happening. Loud noise, heat, smoke, panic, Alastor, crashing, yelling, Angel, hospital, what happened after that. What happened after that? There was beeping, hospital machines, all of the wires that connected Angel and Alastor to their machines, rooms side by side from eachother. The doctors and their expressionless faces, this was an everyday thing, treating patients and all of that. News spread that the hotel burnt, but no one cared, it was funny, how quickly the princess' hotel failed, no one cared about how it effected her. How it would effect Angel or Alastor's lives if they woke up.
It was all a waiting game now, waiting for Angel to wake up, waiting for Alastor to wake up, waiting for a new hotel, waiting for any news from the hospital, waiting for them to find a new home. Waiting, waiting, waiting.
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