The pain was getting worse. The drugs I made don't work as well as I had hoped. I kept making them. I had to keep holding on.
"Al? You, okay? You've been in the bathroom for a long time." Angel called.
"I'm fine darling." I manage to say.
Angel's footsteps grew fainter and fainter. I cough up more blood in the sink. Yeah, I'm gonna have to wash the sink.
"Master, this has gotten too far." My Shadow gives me a worried look.
"I'm fine." I croak.
"You clearly aren't. Go see a doctor."
I shot him a look.
"You do know who I am right? I am your master. You do not tell me what to do." I hiss.
I look into his eyes. I then feel more burning pain in my chest. I grip it. I stumble into a wall. I slowly sit down.
"Master?"
"I'm sorry for snapping."
"You are not to blame for this."
"Al, my sister's coming. Can you please hurry up from whatever you're doing in there?" Angel called.
"I'll be right there!" I say through gritted teeth.
Angel walked off. My Shadow helps me up. I put my shirt back on. I straighten my tie. I let out a wince.
"Help me Satan." I mutter.
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HorrorThis is kind of a Fanfic about the Radio Demon's past. I got the inspiration from the comics on this and I'm taking some of their ideas but I'm changing them slightly. Alastor had an abusive childhood, and his dad was a really bad one. I'm highlight...
