" The World's greatest actor " - A Hazbin Hotel Alastor fanfic ( Radioapple )

↢↢ Chapter 3 ↣↣

  When headed inside, the King slapped Angel Dust upside in the head, " We are NOT partners! "

{ TW! :

- OOC Alastor

- Radioapple?

- Angst

- Mention of death and / or blood and / or gore

- Cursing }

When headed inside, the King slapped Angel Dust upside in the head, " We are NOT partners! "

" If ya say so, toots! " Angel laughed, following the blonde inside. Alastor was already seated at the table, beginning to eat some food. " Al, you good? " Charlie said, looking at the deer, whose ears were down. " Y-yes Charlie darling... " Alastor replied, slightly stumbling over his words.

" If you say so, Al! " Charlie replied cheerfully, watching as the flustered overlord went to his room to finish eating.

" Wow. You were really pathetic back there- " Alastor's mic laughed from its place near the bedside table. " Hush, I was embarrassed and caught off guard, nothing more! " The overlord snapped, growling towards the mic. " You know I'm just your subconsciousness, right? " The red staff shot back, its eye squinting at its owner, " I feel what you feel. "

" Yes, I'm well aware! " Alastor hissed, picking up the speaking thing and looking it in the eye, " But by no means can you just say those things out loud. " " Your choice, I'm just part of you. " The mic reminded him, " You can't stop me from speaking my - or your - mind. " " Oh shut up, before I make you disappear. " The deer threatened, his eyes beginning to glow red.

" Fine. You can deny it all you want, " The staff said before getting dropped to the ground, " Hey! That's not nice! " It groaned. Alastor rolled his eyes, " Yeah yeah, " He hissed picking the mic up and resting it against the beside table, " You know, I regret ever fixing you. " Alastor's shadow curled around him, seemingly trying to hug him. " hm, though I appreciate the sentiment, I really don't need it. " He swatted at the shadow, the form of it fading away in dark wisps.

" Ha! You really need help... " The mic said, the static coated voice softening slightly, " Just admit it, all you really want is someone to talk to. " A shot of static crackled through the air, and the sound of Alastor's neck snapping echoed throughout the room.

" ⨇⨊S⨇H⨊U⨋T⨝⨙Y⨶O⨠U⨣R⩕⩙T⫳R⫱A⨏P⨞⨈,⨝⨙B⨶I⨠T⨣C⩙H⫳! "

" Hmm, reluctant to admit it, I see!~ " The mic said, its eye bending slightly as if it were smiling. " SHUT IT! " " Okay, okay! "

" That's what I thought. " Alastor hissed, " Now I don't want a single WORD from you, I am going to try and sleep. " " Sleep?!!??! Are you crazy! You don't need sleep! You barely ever sleep anyways! " The mic remarked, seemingly raising an eyebrow. " It passes the time, now hush. " Alastor replied, getting into his bed.

" Are you even going to change? " The mic asked, it's pupil flicking from Alastor's suit to the deer's eyes. " No, I really don't need to, " Alastor hissed, turning on his side to face away from the staff.

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" Mother!! " Alastor exclaimed, going to hug the figure of his mum.

" Cher... " His mother's voice sounded faint and it echoed throughout the white space. Alastor's arms went straight through the figure, which vanished in slow ripples. " Cher I can't help you now... "

" No... "

" Cher... "

There, on the ground, lay his mother. Her dark-brown hair messy and spread out on the floor, her body sprawled and her eyes going lifeless.

" MOTHER! " Alastor rushed forward, taking his mother's body in his hands and shaking her, " MOTHER WAKE UP! "

" Cher, I'm sorry but you're on your own... " The disembodied voice faded away as his mother looked up at Alastor, smiling.

As she put her hand to his face, tears running down her cheek, she wiped the tears from her son's eyes, " Don't cry, cher. " She smiled sadly, " I'll be here, always watching. " With those final words, her hand fell, softly landing on her bloodied dress.

Distressed, Alastor cried, tears falling until there was no more to fall. " Mother. Mother come back. Please. " He cried, holding his mother's head in his arms and rocking her softly, " Mother I need you, please don't leave me. " Alastor whispered, his voice quivering. " MOTHER!!! " He yelled, with all his lungs could take, his heart breaking to the point it was just dust.

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" Heh.. " Alastor laughed, dragging the body of his lifeless victim through the forest. Look at you, my baby... A voice echoed, which made the radio host stop dead in his tracks. " Mother? " He asked quietly, his confidence suddenly fading like snow. He felt so weak so... vulnerable. My baby... The voice came again. Alastor froze, the dead body dropping to the ground with a thud.

Why.

W H Y D I D Y O U K I L L M E ?

" Mother I'm sorry, please never leave me again, " Alastor begged, his heart wrenching and tears forming in his eyes.

BANG!

" Mother.... Forgive me... "

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Gasping and breathing heavily, Alastor shot up in bed, " Shit. " He whispered, voice shaking as tears slipped down his face and onto the blood-red covers of his bed. He looked to his bedside table, where a picture of his mother was there. With a sob, he summoned black tentacles which impaled the picture. The deer covered his mouth to prevent his sobbing as tears began to pour down his face.

" Mother... " He sighed, " I miss you. "

Looking up at the clock, he saw that he had actually slept for quite some time.
" Ah, 10AM. Most sleep I've ever gotten! " He attempted his normal chipper voice, but just broke down into tears as the memory re-entered his head. " God why did you have to leave... " Alastor cried as his shadow wrapped itself around the deer's waist.

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" Hello, my dears! " Alastor said, trying his best to sound as cheerful as he normally did. " Hey strawberry pimp~ " Angel called, sauntering up to the red deer. " I am not in the mood for this Angel.... " Alastor sighed, using his cane to push the spider demon back a few feet. " More like ver- " The mic was cut off as it disappeared in green mist, leaving Angel Dust and Alastor in silence. The taller spider raised an eyebrow, " What was da creepy mic bouta say? " He asked.

" Oh nothing important! " Alastor replied, walking over to the couch area and taking a seat in a random armchair. As the deer was grabbing something on the side table, Lucifer walked up to him. " Hey Al, " The King said, wondering what the response might be since their talk the other day. " Good morning, Luci, " The deer replied without thinking, finally grabbing a book from the table.

The shorter blonde smiled while raising an eyebrow, " Luci? That's new~ " He cooed, sitting down on the couch. Alastor realized what he had said, his cheeks tinting pink.

" Oh hush, I thought since everyone is calling me this ' Al ' nickname, I would give a nickname to someone else too, " Alastor said as an excuse.

Alastor's eyes widened, spotting a figure walking in through the front door. " Oh fuck no. " He muttered, his smile shrinking. 

 { Ooooo! A cliffhanger 😘 Sorry to make y'all suffer 😋 }