The Sacrificial Lamb Looks Tasty (Alastor x Reader)

Chapter 25: I lose control.

I'm absolutely not on board with this plan. Though I worry that if I fight back against these three, I'll easily be overpowered, and they'll result to plan B. I don't like plan A, but I am positive I'll hate plan B.

We're back in what Val has wholesomely called his sex dungeon, where Val and Velvet are trying to pick the best of what pieces of string I should perform in. None of this looks flattering, and what are any of these outfits even supposed to cover?!

Vox is in the room, scrolling on his phone seeming uninterested in the outfit decision. As much as I wish I could convince him in talking Val and Velvet into something less revealing, I don't think Vox would be my ally.

Velvet and Val seem to have finally decided. They both look at me and Velvet's hand starts to glow a red color. She points at me and the outfit I was wearing before has changed.

Good thing I don't plan on walking very far. The red stiletto shoes accompanied with black fishnet stockings that go up both of my legs would make running very difficult. I'm surprised she didn't put me in a string thong, considering everything they were looking at. But the black and red tinted skintight cheeky underwear still displays much more of me than I like. The black corset type top laced with red ribbon makes it a bit difficult to breathe, but also does a good job shaping my chest in a way that it looks like I will pop out of the top at any second. Great. The matching fishnet arm length gloves is the final touch. Is this all necessary?!

"She looks scrumptious." Val says with his tongue hanging out of his open smile. "Can I borrow her for a shoot when we're done with this?" He asks Velvet.

"Can I answer that?" I interrupt.

"Focus on the task at hand." Velvet snaps at Val, completely ignoring me. "Is the set ready?" She asks Val.

"Ready to go." He confirms.

I am walked over to the set they plan to use for this broadcast and then my hands are untied. I massage my wrists a little and look at the microphone they have set up. I have my hands over myself, trying to shield my exposed self. I'm obviously uncomfortable.

"So, I don't care what you sing. But you will perform at your best." Velvet explains as she points at me up and down with her phone in her hand. "None of this baby sheepish 'don't look at me' bullshit. Once you manipulate the crowd their job will be to locate Alastor. You keep singing and Vox will work on that. If Alastor isn't looking at any of the screens, we'll up the stakes and do something that will make him look. So, you better hope your performance is enough. Understand?" Velvet confirms.

I nod. "I understand." I say, defeated. I move my hands away from myself and onto the microphone. I still feel uncomfortable, but I'm trying to do my best to not look the part.

"Great. We're rolling in 3...2..." I hear Val say. As he's counting down, I am trying to think of what to sing.

((This is what I picture (y/n) would roughly sound like singing this cover of Lose Control: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jq71mutOQ9Y))

"Something's got a hold of me lately,

No, I don't know myself anymore,

Feels like the walls are all closing in,

And the devil's knocking at my door, whoa,

Out of my mind, how many times,

Did I tell you I'm no good at being alone?,

Yeah, it's taking a toll on me, trying my best to keep,

From tearing the skin off my bones, don't you know,"

Velvet gives a thumbs up to Vox, who lifts his hands and cords plug into the back of his head. I can see on the screen that's displaying my performance that there's weird circular patterns on the screen. This must be Vox's power. If people stare at these circles they must fall under hypnosis.

"I lose control,

When you're not next to me,

I'm falling apart right in front of you, can't you see?

I lose control,

When you're not next to me, mm-hmm,

Yeah, you're breaking my heart, baby,

You make a mess of me."

As I continue to sing, Velvet looks at her phone and I can see on her face that she's happy. This must be working as they hope. Val points to another screen next to him, a bigger screen that shows the streets that Velvet can look at. It looks like everyone is in some sort of trance. This proves that my power works with Vox as well.

"Problematic,

Problem is I want your body like a fiend, like a bad habit,

Bad habit's hard to break when I'm with you,

Yeah, I know, I could do it on my own, but I want,

That real full moon black magic and it takes two,"

The crowd seems like they're on a mission. They're searching streets, buildings, anything and everything. They're looking for Alastor. After only a minute they stop searching and they're all looking in the same direction.

Alastor looks so calm as he walks down the street, staff in hand. The crowd doesn't attack him, he looks like he's heading straight for the V's tower.

"Problematic,

Problem is when I'm with you I'm an addict,

And I need some relief, my skin in your teeth,

Can't see the forest through the trees,

Got me down on my knees, darling, please, oh,"

I can hear Velvet getting frustrated that Alastor hasn't even glanced at any of the screens displaying the performance. He's obviously under his own control, not theirs.

Val hands Velvet a syringe filled with a pink looking substance. She throws that same syringe to Vox, who catches it and starts walking closer to me. This can't be good. As I continue singing the chorus I try to slowly back away from Vox.

"I lose control,

When you're not next to me,

I'm falling apart right in front of you, can't you see?,

I lose control,

When you're not next to me, mm-hmm,

Yeah, you're breaking my heart, baby,

You make a mess of me, yeah,"

I don't get very far before Vox grabs my wrist and pulls me towards him. He jabs the syringe in my neck, making me scream from the sudden pain.

I can see on the screen; Alastor's ear twitches and his head moves slightly to the side. He is so close to looking at what caused my pain. He's smart though, he knows that's what they're trying to do. He looks back forward towards the tower, but I can see in his face that it's difficult for him to not know exactly what's happening. He looks insanely pissed.

I can feel the liquid making its way through my body as I sing through the final chorus.

"I lose control,

When you're not here with me, mm,

I'm falling apart right in front of you, can't you see?,

I lose control,

When you're not here with me, mm-hmm,

Yeah, you're breaking my heart, baby,

You make a mess of me."

I feel my body becoming numb, it's getting difficult to stay standing. My legs give out, but Vox catches me before I hit the ground. I'm awake and alert, but I can't move. What was in that syringe?