Loyalty (!Yandere Alastor x Reader)

Chapter 23

Y/N POV

Time seemed to merge together the longer I was in this place. There were no windows and no clocks so I was unaware if days had passed or if it had simply been hours. Velvette had come in and fitted me to a new wardrobe, against my own will. The clothes Alastor had conjured for us to match had been stripped from my body and taken away, likely to be burned or destroyed.

All the clothes I had access to now were blue and black to match Vox's color scheme. The antler pieces of the necklace Alastor had given to me currently were clutched tightly in my hands as a new one hung around my neck. Though it was more so a pendant added to the shock collar I was given. A large sapphire jewel encased in a silver shark, marking me as one of Vox's favorite things. Though for once in the time I've been here, I was glad there were no mirrors. As long as I didn't looked down at my neck, I could forget it was there.

I sat up from the plushness of the mattress when I heard the door open. My eyes puffy and sore from crying so much. Instead of one of the Vs, there stood a shark man, roughly my height. "Aye, the boss wants me to escort ya to his office. Get dressed and make ya'self look presentable." He looked at my current state, almost disgusted by my appearance. At least for once, I'd be leaving this place. Maybe I could even try to escape on the way.

Three girls came into the room after he left, with no mirrors I couldn't do my own makeup. One worked on my makeup, another did my hair, and the last one worked on styling me. I get like nothing more than a dress up doll.

Now wearing a very tight fitting dark blue dress and black heels with my hair curled lightly, my arms were put behind my back and restrained. "I'm sorry this happened to you.." one of the girls whispered to me with a solemn expression. To avoid causing any attention, I gave her a faint nod and continued to walk.

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Alastor POV

"WHERE IS SHE!? WHY CAN'T WE FIND HER?" I screamed at the group around me. My hands pulling at the hair that hung around my face while my head hung low. "IT'S BEEN DAYS, WHY CAN'T I FIND HER?!" A hand placed itself on my back, instinctually sending out a tentacle to restrain it from touching me. Only she can touch me.

"Al let go! You're hurting me!" Charlie's voice rang through my ears and brought me down to reality a bit. I removed the tentacle from her wrist and focused my everything into preventing inky black tears to fall from my eyes. "We'll get her back Alastor, we just... need a lead first." Wiping away the ones that tried to fall, I lifted my head. Now reminded I was not alone in this room. Niffty and Husker sharing worried glances in my direction, likely a mix between my current state and Y/N being gone for so long.

"We have a lead, Charlie. Vox, is the lead. Vox took her from me and is keeping her from me." I did my best to sound as casual and composed as I usually did, though my appearance did little to back it up.

My hair was extremely unkempt, pieces of hair flying in every direction possible. My usually well-kept suit now covered in wrinkles and creases. Dark circles hung below my tired eyes. If one were to look closer, they would be able to see that their swollen state was not only caused by lack of sleep. Never in my century in Hell had I cried. Even on the living world I only cried when my mother passed on. Yet these past few days, the nights were cold and lonely without her presence.

Knowing I couldn't just teleport into her room and find her resting there peacefully weighed on my mind and I couldn't help but find myself in her empty room at night. Clinging to her pillows as my eyes poured black tears into the fabric. The only thing keeping me sane was the scent that lingered on her bedding. If it weren't for the bottle of perfume that sat in her vanity, the scent would have been washed away sooner. Though it wasn't the same. I needed her back.

"Excuse me chums, but I have some things to tend to before we turn in for tonight. I'll be up bright and early to continue my search. Goodnight all," I spoke quickly. Sinking into my shadow, I appeared in my room. My eyes immediately narrowing at the alter on my dresser. I had been leaving her offerings of her favorite things, but perhaps none of it was enough to help lead her to me. I needed a more powerful offering, and what better than good and live. Maybe more than one. Perhaps it was better to be safe and offer her a dozen. I had my shadow go out and collect the demons for sacrifice while I lived things around the room.

Pushing my bed further into the regular room portion of my bedroom and creating ample space for sacrifice. I drew out her symbol in the grass, much larger than the other times I had given her offerings this way. In order to make the offering stronger, I worked with ashes instead of cornmeal. The grey powder caking onto my hands each time I dipped into it again and again until it was complete. I stared proudly at the large mark that lay drawn on the earth-like floor. The grey of the ashes mixing well with the pale blue of the grass.

I gathered up her favorite color candles as always and placed them around the symbol neatly, summoning her favorite flowers and herbs to set down inside of it. Just then, my shadow appeared with all twelve demons. They varied from sinners, to imps, though it didn't particularly matter what they were. At least not for what I was trying to do. All twelve were set in the middle of her symbol, tied at every notch so their trashing about wouldn't ruin my ashen work.

I lit her candles with a snap of my fingers, the flames sparking to life in a vibrant green light. Closing my eyes, I began to chant. All of my intent for my offering was to find her. For her to come back to me. For the foul scum that took her from me to give her back. Manifesting her and only her, my offering was excepted. Though the candles on her alter weren't lit, she had accepted what I had given to her. Besides her symbol that was now burned into the grass, any trace of my sacrifices had now been taken care of, appearing as if I had done nothing at all. I would simply have to wait until the candles of her alter bursted to life, with the sacrifice I made, I was sure I would be able to speak to her in our dream meeting.

Walking over to her alter, my eyes fell to a picture we had taken the night I gave her the necklace. Lifting the polaroid closer to me, my smile softened to a small grin. Recalling our moments together before she was taken from me. The longer I stared at the picture, the more my heart began to sting. Before I knew it, tears began to fall from my eyes. A hand found my shoulder, though the chilled feeling implied it was simply my shadow.

I lifted my head and turned to look at him. Finding the sentient being crying as well. "Have you been able to find her yet? Or at least... a trace of her?" I sniveled. He solemnly shook his head and I breathed heavily, wiping my tears away from my face with the handkerchief from my pocket. "Well then, all we have to do is wait for tonight to see our darling then."