Insane - Alastor

II

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- So as I was saying... Hey, Alastor, are you even listen? - Asked Charlie with an angry expression.

- Yes I am, my dear, you were saying that... Uh... What exactly were you saying...? Angel laughed at the situation, immediately receiving a Charlie's push.

- I was saying that my dad, Lucifer, is going to get us a talk with Heaven! I mean, isn't that amazing?

- Yes, I guess so! You can finally progress with your ridiculous project that does not work!

- Alastor! Why do you have to be always like that?!? Why can't you, for once, believe in what I'm doing? And if you don't really believe me, why are you even here?!? - Shouted Charlie, frustrated.- For the entertainment, my dear! - Answered Alastor. - Good luck with the angels too. 

- Yeah... Thanks, I think. - You're welcome, my dear. - Said Alastor as he left the living room. 

- Where are you going, Smiles? - Asked Angel.

- It's none of your business what I do. And again... My name is Alastor. - Said him, opening more the smile with a psychopathic look. The demon walked the Hotel in silence. He didn't had a objective, he just didn't want to be still. Although he was quite distracted with his thoughts, the sound of a TV came from a near room. If there was anything that Alastor really hated, that was the video. However, he heard his name being said by a very familiar voice...

- Why the fuck is Vox talking about me? - Whispered him, and entered the room to check what was on the TV.

" And so, why do you idolize him? We've got to look to the future! Him and his radio... The future is the video! He's an asshole, useless, coward, and the cherry on the top, he's with Lucifer's daughter in her idiot plan! " 

Alastor let out a laugh of disdain. He turned off the television and picked up his microphone, tapping it gently to test the sound.

- Well... So... Can't you just talk directly to me? Wouldn't it be easier?

 ***

 Vox was sitting in his chair at the studio, with Valentino by his side, when a distorted noise came from an old radio that was in a corner.

- Val, hadn't I already told you to fucking put every single radio on the garbage? It's trash. I don't want to be reminded of him. - Vox was going to add something more when the distorted sound tuned on.

" Well... So... Can't you just talk directly to me? Wouldn't it be easier? Why do you have to go and say it on TV? Are you afraid of speaking directly to me? Still pissed that I'm better than you? Offended that I didn't want to join you? You're ridiculous. Every day you change form to please the others. You hide yourself behind that screen every time you want to say something. What are you so afraid? I know you're powerless without the other Vees. But it's even a sadder figure if you don't just talk directly to me. Do it, TV face, if you can. "

- THAT FUCKER! I'M GOING TO SHOW HIM- Vox was interrupted by the calm voice of Valentino and his hands petting him. 

- Stay calm, baby. You ain't gonna win nothing with your anger! 

- I could kill him.

- He's way stronger than you.

- Well, fuck you!

 - Just sayin' !

 Vox got up and walked to the radio, speaking directly to it.

- Who do you think you are to talk to me like that? 

" I'm Alastor, the radio demon... Did you forget my name? " 

- Idiot!!! I require respect! While you stayed hidden for seven fucking years I stayed here showing up every day, and I am the coward?

" It's easy to show up dressed in lies to satisfy the people!"

- You should shut the fuck up, Alastor! You're so irrelevant now... No one gives a shit about radio. But TV? They're everywhere. 

" So, why do you have a radio? "

Silence.

" ... That's what I thought. "

- That's not even the point!

" You were never good at arguing... Useless TV head. Without the Vees you're just like any sinner... Well, maybe with more money. You are banal. No one is gonna remember you! Goodbye old pal. "

- WELL, AT LEAST MY SOUL IS MINE.

***

Alastor turned off the radio and pretended that he didn't hear. But he did.A laughing of pure despair echoed in the halls and he quickly got to his room.

- How? HOW? HOW COULD HE KNOW? - Alastor shouted desperately. - But I should be expecting. Someone would find... Of course. Of course. BUT HOW? HOW DID HE FIND OUT? - Tears dropped from his eyes at the same time that his maniac smile opened wider. Alastor pulled his hair, scratching himself in the face, and laughed again.

- This can't... This can't be happening. He threw himself onto the red armchair, still breathing rapidly. He quickly wiped away his tears and tried to calm himself. - It has to be a way to solve this...