He Was Always There(Alastor)

Incident

Six years later:

She was taught everything she needed to know about growing her own food, cooking for herself, taking care of the house and mostly herself. Alastor would come and go throughout the day, but as the older she got the less he was there. Those days he was there to entertain her, were the most precious to Elizabeth. Those years that passed she looked up to the man that she saw as her friend. A friend she soon found out was a man eating demon straight from Hell. But that didn't bother her. At least not until later on. She had never once seen Alastor frown or release his smile, and she always wondered why he smiled. He would always tell her when she was down, crying, missing her old life before her mom and dad started fighting that you were never fully dressed without a smile. That was his favorite expression to constantly tell her, and she now appreciated the small things around her. Even at age twelve, she was smart enough to know that she was different with a different, unique friend.

In the month of August. Elizabeth awoke to blood soaking her sheets and pajama bottoms.

"Aaaah! Oh my god, oh my god," She was startled, crying as she watched the blood in terror. Alastor quickly appeared to see why she was screaming and in tears. The moment he entered the room, the strong stench of sweet blood filled the room. He ticked desperately wanting to know where that sweet aroma was coming from. He shook out those hungering thoughts as he cleared his mind. He watched with concern as he saw the blood, realizing what was happening.

"I-I do-don't know what h-happened," She spat out, wiping her tears away. It was then Alastor realized that he never explained to her about the female body. Embarrassed himself for forgetting, he stood by beside her, shushing her gently.

"Deary, this is completely normal. I may have forgotten to tell you that this will be happening every month for the rest of your life," He says, rubbing the back of his head with a small chuckle.

"What?! I, what do I do?" She asked out with confusion and terror. He sighed, still smiling. He snapped his fingers and handed her a basket with the explanation and feminine products.

"This will tell you what you need to know. For now, go take a nice warm bath and I will deal with the rest, okay?" He said, helping her up. Her face flushed bright red.

"Uh, I, I'm sorry Alastor. This is really embarrassing," She said, trying to avoid looking at him while he chuckled loudly.

"There is no need to be embarrassed, deary, it's completely natural. Now, off you go," he says, shoing her away jokingly. She waddled to the bathroom while he cleaned the sheets.

Later that day when the situation was handled, Elizabeth was extremely embarrassed about the fact she was pleading out her princess parts and Alastor had to witness it. She was in the open area reading one of the many books she had. Books Alastor gave her to cure her boredom. She hadn't seen Alastor for a few hours after the situation, but she knew he wasn't avoiding her. Continuing to read her book, she sighed. Even with books, she wanted more to do. She hadn't seen any other human being for years, she was isolated in the cabin, the only "safe place" as Alastor always said. To Alastor, she was his only friend that she knew of. He told stories of Hell and how he dominated the overlords within minutes of arriving. Though, he never told her why he ended up in Hell in the first place. She never pried him to tell, but she hoped one day she would know.

Alastor was there for dinner that night. He continued to comfort her as she was still embarrassed about that whole situation while he made his recipe of jambalaya. 

"Elizabeth?" He asked, rarely using her real, which caught her attention at the table. He sat in his usual formal posture, his hands clasped on the table. He seemed... troubled.

"I thought this would be a good moment to tell you that I am very proud of you. You have reached the beginning of womanhood, and I hope all goes well in your future. I am terribly sorry about what happened in your past, and I was glad to take you under my wing for these last few years." He said with sincerity. If she didn't know any better, she would have thought this was a goodbye. She chuckled it off, smiling warmly at her friend. The person who raised her when she was abandoned. The only one she had in her life. She has never told him how important he is to her.

"That means a lot Alastor... I..." Her heart was pounding in her chest. She had to tell him.

"I-" She was suddenly cut off with Alastor's hand on her face as he said weird words that made her body tingle. She was losing consciousness. Alastor chuckled slowly as he took her memory, consuming part of her soul in the process. She didn't know that she was never going to see him again.