Alastor

11

Go read ThatCharlieChick book to see the recent drama with Truman and Thaddeus. It is crucial to understand what happens now.

Also there's a lot of no no words in this chapter. Viewer discretion advised.

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Alastor turned to Truman, getting down on a knee to be on his level. "Did he hurt you?" Alastor said, taking Truman's arms to inspect them. "He didn't.' Truman said, his usually happy face now kind of sad.

"Ala," Truman said, making Alastor instantly look up. "Why'd you punch Thadde?" Alastor stared at Truman for a moment, shaking his head afterwards. "It doesn't matter. Stay there, I'm going to try and get you home." Alastor said, walking away.

He kept Truman in his line of sight, just a short running distance away. He took out his phone dialing a number he had hoped never to call again. Alastor held the phone to his ear, listening to the dial tone.

"Alastor?" A voice said from the other end, Alastor stayed silent for a moment before erupting. "Get your ass down here Bernard, Truman is here, he was probably wandering by himself the whole way here!" Alastor said, practically yelling at the phone.

"Trumans there?" Bernard said, getting up as he left the house.

"Yeah he is, and guess who I found him with. Thaddeus! Out of all damn people, Thaddeus!" Alastor said, now pacing. "We're at the high school, now get your ass down here before I get Truman taken from you." Alastor growled, his orange hair glowing bright.

"I'm going Alastor." Bernard growled back over the phone. Alastor paced back and forth, every so often glancing up to see Truman playing in the dirt.

Bernard finally showed up, his hands hidden in his pockets as he approached Alastor. "Where is he?" Alastor pointed to where Truman sat, he looked up to see Bernard waving with a big smile on his face.

"Hurry up and take him." Alastor said, trying to calm his hands which were itching to burst into flames. As soon as Alastor was sure Bernard had Truman he set off to Zagens house.

It didn't take long for him to get there, he knew a few shortcuts already and wasn't going to waste any time. Before Alastor could get inside he saw Eros on the porch. He rolled his eyes, now he'd have to deal with him.

"Heard you got into a little tussle with your cousin." Eros said, he held a grin. "Shove off." He growled, brushing past Eros as he purposely burnt his shoulder. He didn't care for what he said, he stormed up the stairs. He slammed open Thaddeus's door, seeing his cousin on his bed. He looked like he was expecting him.

"You ASSHOLE!" Alastor yelled, grabbing Thaddeus by the collar as he punched him. His hand was on fire just adding to the pain. Thaddeus pushed Alastor off him, his nose bleeding again.

"I DIDN'T do anything!" Thaddeus yelled back,
getting up and ready to defend himself. "Then what the hell were you doing with my brother?!" Alastor snapped, sending a wave of fire.

Thaddeus sent another back, sending Alastors fire into the air. Alastor didn't seem to mind, that wasn't his point anyways. The fire he had sent created a circle around Thaddeus.

"I already told you, I was taking him away from here!" Thaddeus said, seeming to get annoyed by Alastors rage. "If I had wanted to kill the kid you wouldn't have found him with me." Thaddeus said, he soon realized was a bad thing to say.

Alastor had a look of pure rage in his eyes, he raised his hands and the ring of fire around Thaddeus grew. It was just a short time before there were walls of fire around Thaddeus.

Thaddeus was confused in the room of fire, what was he supposed to do now? It was a short moment before Alastor walked through one of the walls, punching Thaddeus as he fell to the ground.

His hair went into the fire, singeing the ends of it. Thaddeus picked his head up, now aware that Alastors fire would hurt him. Alastor pulled back his fist, ready to punch Thaddeus. Or stick his head into the flames, whichever meant he'd die a slow painful death.

He was about to deal his blow before a strong arm pulled him back. Alastors fire disappeared as he looked up to see Zagen standing behind him. I don't care what this guy thinks he can do. I'm killing Thaddeus either way. Alastor lunged at Thaddeus, his hands already on fire again.

Only to be pulled back by Zagen. "LET ME KILL HIM!" Alastor yelled, struggling in Zagens grasp. "LET ME FUCKING KILL HIM!!" Alastor screamed, his hair emitting light as he was dragged backwards.

Before he knew it he was thrown into a room he could only assume was the basement. Zagen stood above him as Alastor lied on the floor.

"I don't know what the hell was going through your thick head when you did that." Zagen growled, his own red hair glowing. "THAT BITCH DESERVES TO DIE!" Alastor yelled, holding himself up on his elbows.

He yelped as he was held down by Zagens hand to his throat. "I'll kill you right now Alastor." He said, his voice eerily calm for such a threat. "I don't need both you and Thaddeus, if he can prove himself to me before you can you're useless." Zagen said, Alastor just glared at him.

Zagen let him go, stepping back up. "You'll be staying down here till you learn to behave. That means no food or water unless you calm your ass down." Zagen said stepping out into the hallway.

"I don't give a damn if you die down here." He growled before closing the door, a latch sounding from the other side. Alastor ran to the door, slamming his body onto it. "DON'T LEAVE ME DOWN HERE!" Alastor yelled, banging on the door.

"DAMN IT GRANDPA LET ME OUT!" Alastor screamed again, he slowly slid to the floor. His head against the door as he stood on his knees. He failed once again. Everything he needed was up in his room. His inhaler, some extra batteries for his hearing aid.

Luckily he was wearing his jacket. He pulled out the picture of Widow from his jacket, staring down at it as he leaned against the door. "God damn it mom, I did it again. I'm a disappointment who everyone hates." Alastor said.

"You got that right!" Alastor heard Eros's annoying voice shout across the house. "SHUT UP!" Alastor yelled, shooting a wave of fire across the basement.

He sighed, laying down on the floor. He didn't care to look for a bed anywhere. Where ever it may be it was probably burnt by now. Alastor sighed and closed his eyes.

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