The Radio Demon and the Star [Alastor Fic]

The Star of the Show

2024

Wisteria

Wisteria sat in the shadows, her eyes glaring daggers at the TV demon.

She had woken up strapped to a chair, hands bound with a cloth over her mouth. The room she was in was completely dark. That was TV's first mistake. The moth just slipped in to the shadows the moment she knew no one was around. Now she watching Vox throw yet another tantrum.

"How the fuck did she get out?!" He threw the chair as he yelled. "No one knew she was down here. I brought her here myself!" He slammed his fist onto his desk. The wood cracked as he did so.

Wisteria laughed, the maniacal sound echoing within the room. Vox spun in circles as he tried to locate the sound.

"How does it feel to fail, Vox?" The moth whispered. She circled the Tv demon, concealed in the darkness. "You thought you did so well, didn't you?"

"You little slut, I swear when I catch you, I'll-" Vox was cut off with more laughter.

"You can't catch what you can't see." She tapped the demon on the shoulder, watching with amusement as he wiped around, only to be met by an empty space.

"I'm going to kill you." The TV demon swore, his voice glitching.

"I'd like to see you try." Wisteria shoved him forwards. He spun around and was met with an empty space once more. "I'm in control now."

Vox's response died in his throat as golden threads tied themselves around his wrist. He tried to yank on the strings, assuming they would pull the moth to him, but they just got longer with each pull. Once he realized that was getting him nowhere, he tried to untie the strings from his wrist.

"That's not going to work, puppet." Wisteria giggled as more strings wrapped themselves around the demon. Some tied around his ankles, and one wrapped around his neck.

"I'm not scared of strings." Vox said, his voice deep, demonic. He was fuming and the star loved every second of it.

Wisteria's giggles turned into a fit of sinister laughter as the strings began to pull Vox around. Vox struggled as the golden threads moved his arms. His arms raised above his head, despite all his efforts to try and stop it. 

"What the fuck?" The TV demon continued trying to fight against the strings.

"Oh Vox, when will you learn?" Wisteria ran her hand across his shoulders. "I told you I was in control now." 

"I'm tired of these games." Vox's voice was even more demonic than before. Red leaked from his mouth as he spoke. Suddenly, he was gone. The golden strings disappearing with him.

A few seconds later, he appeared on the many screens within the room.

"I will end you." All the screens went black after he spoke. Wisterias wicked grin never wavered. She had fun toying with the TV.

There was just one more thing to do before she went back home.

Finding her puppet with a crowed of other Vox tech employees, she pulled him to the back of the crowd using her strings.

"Leave me a message for your boss, puppet." She whispered. The employee nodded, waiting for the message to give to Vox. It never came. Instead, Wisteria snapped his neck, leaving him lifeless behind the herd of demons.

It didn't take long for his body to be noticed. Choas broke out all at once, making the smile on the stars face grow even wider. She lingered for a moment, then finally made her way back to the hotel.