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No one's pov:
Your shoes cleaked on the ground as you gracefully strolled through the ruins of the once so cheerful Hazbin hotel and your eyes scanned the sorrundings like cameras, damn, the princess really weren't lying about her passion for redemption and protecting her beloved hotel, well atleast what was left of it.
You could hear music from afar, you knew the princess and her little.....residents were building up the hotel all over again, and you had to admit; their willpower were admiring to the most, cheesy but admiring.
It was evening, close to night.
The sky was more darker than ever before and the stars shone like diamonds over the city
You suddenly stopped midsentence when you stepped on something, a soft crackmissbrukare sound were heard under your foot and you reluctivly glanced down to find an arm, an excorsist arm and now it's blood were staining your shoe.
" Ewww..."
You imedietly cringed at the disgusting sight and quickly kicked it a few meters away from you to the other ruins but your disgust were soon replaced with a smirk.
The fact that now you knew that angels could be harmed by demons left you very, happy and it made a hundred ideas pop in your head.
You had plenty of scenarios of what this knowledge can lead you to do with the angel armé now, good for you that you had angelic weapons of your own in your mansion.
But right now you had to find him......
Your little pet.....
Your devoted slave...
Alastor.......
You saw in a portal that he was badly hurt in the battle of him and Adam, this only led you to once again groan in annoyence and run your forhead to calm your nerves.
Like seriously, was he really that much of an idiot to think that he could win against the first man and leader of the angel armé?
Pathetic.....
Soon enough you found the place you knew he was in; his broken radio-studio
You could hear frustrated , static mumbling from inside of the destroyed little studio, you knew that voice...
Taking a deeep breath you slowly enterd it, ready to face him in his most vunerable, weakest state and making sure not to rip your clothes since you had just washed them and you much rather not spend another evening doing laundry all over again.
And there you saw him, your slave, cradling himself in a corner with his broken cane on the radio counter.
You could heard muffling crying a crurses underneath his breath, it was almost like he chocked on poison
" Alastor..."
You spoke up , whatever little sympathy you had were gone and now replaced with sharp demands as you clicked your heal on the ground , catching the Overlords attention
His ears perked upon hearing your voice and he snapped his neck to see you in all your glory and power with crossed arms and a dead-serious face, but all he did was smile and not like his usual signature smile but a genuine one
You saw that his cheeks tinted into a dusty, red shade and his eyes were written in many things; Love, Obsession admiration. So much that almost you got chills of it even though you owned his soul, that you had your chain wrapped around his neck and he was your little puppet.
He hurtiges up from the floor and ran towards you with a chuckle and correcting his posture
" Y/n! You're atcually here....!"
He reached out his hand to touch your arm but you took a step back and shook your hed
" Not now, Alastor..."
You tried to not show impolitness to him, even though it was obvious that he was inlove, no deeply obsessive with you
The soul-sealing contract between you and Alastor was not requested by you but with him, he offerd you his own soul and the permission of you to own him wich left you a bit speechless the first seaconds
You didn't know if he was drunk, crazy or both at the same time but when you realised that he was dead serious you got a little creeped out cause you've heard the stories about him and his unforgivable actions, but you simple couldn't resist that so you seemed the deal with him and from then on he was officaly in your chain.
Forever trapped to you, wich he didn't mind at all, if anything it just roused and perhaps aroused this cannibalistic, powerhungry maniac.
The way you'd make the chain appear around his neck and drag him down to his knees and make him look at you made him weak like nothing before.
Them when he suddenly disapeard you feelt like you could just breathe and relax without him but after seven years you atcually become slightly worried and concern about him and if he was really doing ok.
When he finally showed up in Hell you took a breath of relief and then Alastor informera you that he's staying at that Hazbin hotel for whatever reason and now he managed to break both his came and his ego to small peices cause of his entidledment and hunger for victory but you weren't even suprised, just disapointed at him.
You glared at him like a disobidient dog
" I told you to not take such a risk but you had to do it despite my orders...!"
Alastor fiddled with his fingers and lowerd his head in shame
" I'm sorry, my master...... i j-just-"
" Silence"
You raised your hand to make him pipe down as you grabbed the air, making the chain appear on him
" You're staying with me tonight and you're gonna suffer for you recklessness.."
His eyes just lit up in excitment and his pupils then turned into shapes of hearts
" Ofcourse my master! Anything for you!"
You gulped as you led him with the chain threw your portal and back to your mansion.
You knew that this man was sevearly unstable and you've seen it. You've seen him kill for you in horrific ways or slaughterd people who disrespects you.
But you had no Idea of what he truly had in mind as you stepped threw the portal with him, leaving the cane behind but his heart in your hand
