Y/N POV.
My name is Y/N, my last name is not known because my mother and grandmother kept it quiet. I lived with my grandmother since my mother went on a business trip to Europe. To tell the truth, my grandmother was a little weird.
I go out on the porch of the house and see my grandmother sewing a sock, but most likely she forgot again that she was knitting a sock and knitting a scarf.
Grandma: Y/N oh, and I'm knitting you a natural scarf here!
Y/N: (puts on a cap) you knit socks for women, right?
Grandma: Oh (looks at the scarf in the form of a sock) Grandma forgot, didn't she?
In general, the old lady is acting weird.
Grandma: listen to me, don't forget what I told you yesterday, okay?
Y/N: Yes, yes, no more searching for my grandfather's story.
Grandma: Oh! So that's what I forgot.
The thing is, my grandmother never talked about my grandfather, who is he? Where is he from? I don't know. But I was at my grandfather's old house, and I found out something about him. My grandfather's name was Alastor without a surname, he worked at a radio station from 1930 to 1933. He was killed by the police for killing several people. It was all written in an old newspaper in 1933, but when I asked the old neighbors about my grandfather, they said that he was a bad man and deserved a place in hell.
Now I'm driving around our town on my bike and I see police cars parked near the church, and people are standing in a crowd. I drove up to the bike stand and fixed my bike on the railing and walked up to Sheriff Ford.
Y/N: Hi Sheriff Ford, what's up?
Ford: Oh hi Y/N glad to see you. Listen, we've had a call that there's some kind of sect in the basement above the church.
Y/N: What? A sect?
Ford: yes, and very serious, I don't know why they're here, but it won't end well, will you join us in the raid?
Y/N: (they take the pistol from under the holster) I'll help you in any way I can.
FORD: Great, FRED! GEORGE! GO AND BREAK DOWN THOSE DAMN DOORS! THE REST OF YOU BE ON YOUR GUARD, WE DON'T KNOW WHO'S INSIDE THE CHURCH!
Police officers: Yes, the sheriff!
The churchman: Wait! You cannot break down the sacred gate to the temple of God!
Ford: Excuse me, pastor, but this is the only entrance to the church, and I have the right to wish it when the city is threatened by even a small threat, so step back, pastor.
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Grandson of the radio demon (male x hazbin hotel)
Actionwhat if Alastor has a grandson and he doesn't know about it? what if he goes to hell but in the guise of a human and searches for him, well, let's find out. ( there was no normal cover and I was too lazy to do it myself and I don't give a fuck)
