~RadioStatic~

~Twisted Love~

Sitting alone Vox spins in his chair, alone in his studio, looking through each tv screen watching the intricate movements and details of people in hell. Vox holds a small bag of chips, he digs his hand in and eats a few, as he watches all of hell. Vox feels the corner of his face slightly caressing it, remembering the touch of Alastor's distorted hand. Vox thinks to himself of the radio demon, "god...if only he would come back to me..", Vox says as he reaches for the crumpled up photo of the two, slightly rubs his thumb against it. Vox then gently puts the photo down and thinks to himself, "I can't believe we fought this wasn't what I wanted..why did he leave me alive? Why was I left alone in my chair?". Vox picks up the photo again and pulls it closer to his face a bit of electricity from the TV head's face slightly zaps the photo as he leans to kiss it, as this was his way of trying to feel the emotion that was felt in the photo.

Alastor walking the streets of hell after making sure the hotel was neat and ready for new losers of hell, he notices a crowd surrounding some TV's, he feels this weird feeling of regret and a pit forms in his stomach. Alastor thinks about Vox for a second and shakes his head to the thought of him. "How repulsive.." he thought. Alastor keeps walking and sees an advertisement shown blaring in his deer face, it was made from Vox, it wasn't too bad for an advertisement, the radio demon would think, just before getting the idea to use Vox to help bring more people to the hotel as it would make Charlie and the rest happy. Even though this wasn't something the infamous Alastor would do, he went to the Vee Tower to see Vox.

As Alastor arrived to the tower he noticed guards, he thought, "oh- how annoying". Alastor then used his powers to teleport to the TV head's studio. As he arrived black and green smoke formed and disappeared. He was right behind Vox. The TV's Vox were watching flickered and a reflection of Alastor was shown in the black screen, the room felt dim. Alastor grabs the back of the chair and spins Vox to look at the radio demon. Vox felt cornered and confused. "ah.. glad to see someone's feeling-" , Alastor says as he reaches for Vox's face, his eyes a deep red, like blood flowing in a river of death, "better~". Alastor grins at his old friend, and leans in to purposely make the TV nervous. Vox turns away in a flustered manner, with the old photo still in hand. "What the fuck Al.." Vox looks to the side a little sad that the person he looked up to is again in front of him to torment him. "What do you want?!", Vox claims in an annoyed voice, feeling the heat coming off of Alastors body as he leaned above Vox. Alastor leans back, then puts his foot onto Vox's thigh and smirks. "What? Can I not check up on an old pal~? I was so worried about you last night~" Alastor says lying to Vox's face trying to get Vox to submit to him enough to agree to getting an advertisement. Vox looked up at Alastor pathetically and freezes as he feels all his delusions come back, it felt so painful Vox wanted to stab himself in the stomach, but it felt so good. He then immediately stepped back into reality, "y-you just want to play around..if you need something just tell me.. I have unlimited resources...so..." Vox in this moment feels the urge to just get up and fall to his knees confessing everything Vox has ever felt towards the radio demon, he wanted to beg him for the love he needed, but he would just stay frozen looking up and down at Al. Alastor looked at the pathetic TV head, he wanted to ask for the advertisement but it wasn't the right time yet, he still needed to milk the TV's emotions a little more. Alastor then grabbed Vox's chin and forcefully made Vox look at him, staring into his face, looking at every detail. "I am simply worried about you..Vox..." Alastor's static was gone, he was speaking normally. Vox realizing that his god had dropped his static like voice for him, for the first time ever. Vox blushes as his obsessive feelings start to flood through his electric filled body. As Vox blushes a zap of electricity from his face his Al's hand. Vox then adjusts his tie as he is nervous. Alastor notices his flustered friend and realizes this was working out just as he had planned. He only needed to act as if he was ready to be there for the TV and then Vox would give him everything. Alastor leaves his hand holding Vox's face and laughs a little. "I assure you Vox, I am genuinely worried about you...I don't want anything to happen to you~" Vox gets up in an anxious moment. Alastor grabs Vox's waist and pulls him gently. Vox starts to freak out at this is like a dream for him, flustered Vox says, "Al- you said during our fight...you didn't have an ounce of care for me...if you want to fuck with my emotions do it another day..." Vox slightly pushes Alastor away  not enough to actually do anything but slightly touch Alastor. Then Vox starts to tear up realizing the reality and how this was another game for Alastor. Alastor places a worried look on his face, it was not real but it was to gain Vox's trust back. Even though the look on Al's face was fake he did feel slight sympathy for Vox but hides it, as it made Alastors stomach turn. Alastor wipes the tear forming on Vox's face away and holds him close. "I might have said some things I am not proud of..Vox. We still have history together and I do care. It's just hard to show it." Alastor doesn't necessarily lie to Vox but he wants to believe that he did. Maybe Alastor being vulnerable will help gain Vox's trust back.