Alastor X Reader: Blood For Freedom

72. Forgiveness

*** Your POV ***

Lucifer came back down with Lillith and Charlie, clearly struggling to keep himself up after whatever he did. It was hard to tell what just happened, but the angels were no longer coming. The last of them were fighting for their lives but they were going down quickly to the remaining sinners. It didn't take long until the sound of active battle died down, and it was almost an eerie silence that filled the air.

The battle was over. The pride ring was a wreck, but at least it still existed. It was hard to tell how many souls perished in the battle, but suffice it to say it was a separate miracle that everyone walked out of this alive. 

Alastor was still holding you close to him but he put the barrier down, breathing heavily. He was not in good shape. What you wanted was to get him somewhere you could treat him.

Suddenly his arm jerked up and he pulled you into his chest with the other. "Stay away." His gaze was panicked and you followed it to see Lillith who was trying to approach be intercepted by one of Alastor's black tendrils. But he clearly put more magic than he should have in summoning it as next second he almost collapsed forcing you to strain harder to keep him up. 

"Alastor!" You exclaimed, your voice cracking with worry. 

As if on que Stolas came up from behind you and grabbed Alastor's shoulder and chest to help keep him up. The owl had a few cuts and bruises but nothing major it seemed. "Stay with us friend," he said quietly. 

"I'm alright." Alastor croaked, but he gave Stolas a grateful nod. 

"Y/n." Lillith adressed you, her melodic voice back to sounding like more like what you remembered but holding Alastor in your arms in the state he was in, was not letting you feel joyful about it at all. Your own injuries from her whip were starting to heal on your back, albeit slowly. "I need your help."

"What could you possibly want to do with me after all that?" Your voice was harsh, grating. Lillith looked down for a second, her eyes reflecting some sort of sorrow. 

"I need your help restoring the pride ring. I can use my song to lead the demons and lend them magic to restore everything, but I don't have the same ability to soothe souls and the land that you do. The people need hope for peace, they need healing."

"I am not letting you get anywhere near her." Alastor spat. Whatever unease you were feeling it seemed Alastor had it about ten fold at the moment. Stolas had to tighten his grip on his shoulder a to keep him up.

"I'm sorry, I did what I thought was right." Lillith did look sorrowful as she assessed Alastor's state and the way he was holding you. There was zero mistaking what he felt for you as even bleeding and crumbling he had his arm tightly wrapped around you, ready to use his own body as a shield if needed. And now she knew this was without any contract in place, this was nothing but pure protective instinct that came from deep seeded love.

"You and the rest of heaven." You spat. This was all the same thing to you. People justifying their wrongs for some kind of good they envisioned. Just like what heaven did, just like what the people who invaded your town did, and just like the villagers did when they let you starve there. 

Lillith sighed, putting a palm up to her face briefly. "Look. I am not asking you for forgiveness. You have never been the forgiving kind." At least she remembered that much. "And I will explain everything later, I at least owe you that much. But I am, humbly asking for you to help my people."

*** Alastor's POV ***

Absolutely not. Was the only thought going through my head as Lillith talked. I didn't care if she was back to her senses according to everyone else. I spent seven years locked in a void without any human meat, which I needed here like you needed blood, with her periodically coming in and asking me questions about my moral compass and when she didn't like my answers she would use the whip. As far as I was concerned that was one psycho bitch on a power trip and there was absolutely no chance I was letting her anywhere near you.