pulling all the strings - alastor x reader

⋆.˚✮chapter 1: let's begin✮˚.⋆

*BANG*

Oh my god.... Where am I? The last thing you remember was a sharp sting in the middle of your jaw as you pulled the trigger. Before you is... Well, hell. It's like what you've heard about in your church outings with your Grandma. Red, hot, horrifying, any word to describe the worst thing you can imagine, this is it. People are screaming and crying, and the smell of burnt, rotten flesh takes over your nose and sends a feeling of overwhelming dread down your gullet. Welcome to hell, bitch.

You took a nasty fall dropping down here, so you take some time getting up. When you do, you notice something is different. You're not quite... Yourself. You look down at your hands and your skin color isn't the same as you remember. You need to find a mirror. As you walk, you hear more screams and booms and stomps and sirens, and you notice that everything seems louder than usual. Did your hearing get better or something? You notice a silhouette in the corner of your eye and you turn towards it. In the window, you see... Yourself? What happened to you? Oh my god, what are you wearing? While doing the opposite of admiring yourself, you notice someone walking behind you in the window's reflection. He doesn't seem scary, so you decide to try and talk to him to figure out what's going on. "Oh, thank gosh," You start. Your voice, thankfully, sounds the same. the demon, you assume, does not acknowledge you. What the hell?  You think to yourself. "Hey, can you-" You try to speak again, but are instead interrupted. "Do you FUCKING MIND?!" He snaps. He turns at you with an enraged look on his face. His eyebrows are thick and furrowed, and his eyes are a deep yellow paired with jet black scleras. Getting a closer look, you realize he is pretty scary, and you decide to save yourself by walking away, continuing to look around your new home. Everything seems to have something wrong with it, if it's not already on fire because it's hell. You find yourself looking at the ground often, trying your best to avoid the blood and guts all over what remains of a sidewalk. While looking up at the crimson red sky, you see a darker red pentagram, and next to it is a white, holy-looking orb with puffy clouds surrounding it. You start to question if killing people was the best idea.

While looking elsewhere, you trip over something, and you land on your face. Ouch! You push yourself off of the ground, and then find a building to lean on. You see that what you tripped over was a decomposing carcass. You feel your stomach churn. Are you really down here for the rest of time? You notice another person walking by, and you decide to be a little more aggressive to get her attention. "Hey, bitch, you need to tell me what's happening RIGHT now-" Wow, interrupted again? "I'll tell you." The demon says in a seductive tone. Finally, someone willing to help you! "If you sell me your soul." She holds her hand out to you with a smile, waiting for you to shake her hand to complete the offered deal. Taken aback by her attempt to literally steal your soul, you furrow your brows and your jaw slightly drops. "What? No, why would I-" Yet again, the demon interrupts you, her tone more unforgiving and mean. "Then I'm not interested." She takes one last look at you, and then walks away. "Damn it!" You yell.

You decide to take a turn into an alley, trying to find a more populated area. In the alley, you are reminded of earth. It's smelly, and there's what looks to be a man laying down, covered by a piece of cardboard as a sad attempt to be a blanket. You walk further, and start to see more stores and buildings, and a few more people than the road you were on before. You walk onto the sidewalk, which is actually a sidewalk now, and look around. Less things are on fire, and the people look nicer here. You approach someone looking through a window. On the other side of the window is a mannequin, dressed quite nice. "You have good taste," You say awkwardly, trying to start a conversation. However, the person next to you slowly turns their head towards you, and you are met with their big, black, soulless eyes staring into yours. They have a large, toothy grin, and fear starts contorting your face. "What the hell..." You mutter. You take a few steps back, and they flash you their creepy smile again. Avoiding that, you walk the other direction and are faced with a few more people. You walk and walk, trying to find someone who looks somewhat normal and doesn't have those gigantic, black eyes that filled you with dread. You walk another block with no luck, until you see a man. He's tall, dark, and... creepy. He has tufts on top of his head that look like ears, with small antlers next to them, and what seems like a sleek tail on his lower back. How cute, a deer man! He doesn't look half bad, so you walk up to him.