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

↢↢ Chapter 6 ↣↣

{ TW:

 - OOC Alastor

 - Radioapple?

 - Cursing

 Not a continuation of last chapter, this is the next day!

 I'm doing this because I really don't feel well. I feel quite queasy and have violent coughing fits - sharp pains in the back of my head every now and again, and occasionally I feel like passing out. Overall, I'm perfectly fine though. }

 Alastor shot up in his bed, grabbing his stomach. Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck. 

 He ran towards the bathroom, his hand covering his mouth. The deer hunched over the sink, vomiting up a vile static-looking liquid into the sink. Gasping, the red demon wiped his mouth and put a hand to his head. " Uh, I don't think we're okay, " The mic pointed out, looking it's owner up and down.

 " Nonsense, we simply... woke up wrong... that's all, " Alastor muttered, seeming a little out of it. " We could be sick, " The staff argued. " Oh hush- " Alastor growled, only to cut himself off as he broke into a violent fit of coughing.

 " We are NOT okay! " The mic panicked. " Shut - Up! " Alastor hissed, the radio frequency in his voice going crazy. " Okay.. " The staff took a few deep breaths, also not acting itself.

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 " Hey, Husk, have you seen Al? " Charlie asked, approaching the cat, who was in a deep conversation with Angel. " Er, no, " Husker said, turning to the princess. " Have you, Angel? " Husker looked at the arachnid. " No~ " Angel answered.

 " Can you go check on him, pleaaaassee! " Charlie gave Husker the puppy eyes. " Alright. Fine, " Husker growled, taking a swag of his booze before walking off towards Alastor's radio tower. 

 " Hey Al? " Husk knocked on the door of Alastor's room. " It's unlocked, Husker.. " Alastor called. Huh? Why would he leave it unlocked? Husker thought as he entered the room.

 Upon entering, Husker spotted Alastor. The overlord looked in terrible condition, he was bent over the sink without his regular attire. His tail was down and his ears were pinned against his head, his eyes were lidded and his smile looked more strained than Husker had ever seen it before. The sinner's rust-red eyes widening in shock as he coughed up red blood, which coated his jet black hands.

" Boss? Are you okay? " Husker asked, approaching Alastor. Alastor turned in a haste, " I'mfineHusker! " He said quickly. Husker stared at the overlord's chest, seeing the large dark-red wound spreading across the deer's body. Wide yellow eyes flicked up to meet rusty-red ones. " What happened..? "

" That's none of your concern Husker!! " Alastor smiled, his voice in its usual chipper form. " Boss... " The cat started. " No! Get out! " Alastor growled, one of his black tentacles forcing Husk out.

Click-click!

" ALASTOR! " Husker yelled, pulling on the door knob. " DAMN IT, ALASTOR OPEN UP! " The door wouldn't give in. " Goddammit, Al... " Husk muttered, turning to tell Charlie.

" Oh Husker! " Charlie called. " Al?! " The cat hissed, spotting the red overlord behind Charlie. " Oh yeah! He came down a moment ago, " Charlie smiled.

" Alastor, you sit your ass in that chair right now, " Husker growled, walking over to the deer. " No I don't think so! " Alastor laughed after a moment's silence.

" Alastor, you WILL sit down, " Husker grabbed Alastor's shoulder. " HUSKER LET ME GO THIS INSTANT! " The enraged deer growled, his eyes turning to radio dials and the air around him darkening.

Alastor tried teleporting, but he glitched out and struggled.

Poof!

The overlord disappeared in the shadows. " Damn it... " Husk hissed.

" What was that all about? " Angel asked, a look of perplexation on his face. Husker looked at the arachnid, " He's sick. "

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Blood splattered over the black marble floor. " Okay we seriously need to get help! " The mic yelled, appearing next to Alastor. " No.. We don't " Alastor sighed, the radio effect of his voice completely disappearing.

" Only God knows where we are! We could be on the other side of the pentagram for all we know! " " Shut the hell up... " " No. We need to get back to the hotel and let them help. " " No, I don't need to burden them. " " God dammit you and you're pride! You NEED help! You may die a second death! " " Then let me die. " " .. What? " " I said. LET ME DIE! " " We're thinking too far again. Aren't we? " " Hah! " Alastor barked a laugh. " You're my subconsciousness, shouldn't you know!? "

" Well, fuck! Fine! FINE!!! " The mic huffed, disappearing in a puff of shadows. Alastor growled, " Alright! motherfucker.. "

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 " Charlie, dearie! " Alastor's voice rang out, drawing the attention of Husker. " I hear his voice. " Husker muttered, his head turning towards Alastor's radio tower. " Well? Let's go! " Angel said, dragging Charlie and Husker up to the deer's tower.

 " The door should be unlocked, dear! " Alastor's voice came again. " He never leaves his door unlocked... " Husk muttered. " Yeah, I don't think that's even him in there...  " Lucifer called, approaching from behind.

 " Dad? What are you doing here? " Charlie asked, tilting her head. " I heard Al calling for you, so I decided to check it out as well, " The short king shrugged. " Do you think he's okay...? " Charlie sighed.

 
" Dear, please hurry! " Alastor called again. " I'm coming Al! " Charlie said, opening the door. To their surprise, the deer wasn't there. " Where'd that motherfucker go? " Lucifer hissed, looking around the room.

 " Darling... " Alastor's mic called, laying down on the overlord's bed. " Are you Al's mic? " Charlie asked, her head whipping towards the red staff.

 The mic burst into a fit of coughs. " He's sick... He doesn't even know where he is... But he's on the other side of the pentagram... In Valentino's area. " The mic said gravely, glancing at Angel Dust as he talked. " Valentino?! " The arachnid growled.

 " Come on. We're getting that damn strawberry back, " Angel hissed, pulling out two tommy guns.