Prey of Hell || Alastor x OC

0 || Prologue

"Quite a pleasure to be reporting this incident, quite a pleasure! However, what happened to this young lady is no pleasure! Famous ringleader, ?̵͓̱̞̘̌̍̆?̷̡̨͖̲͆̕?̴͖͙̝͚̀͐͑?̶͉̳̿͌͘?̸̳̌?̵̨͓̦̰͒?̸̧̖̅̒?̷̭͈̱͕͗̐̓, dead at 25! Such a tragedy I'm afraid, mauled to death by her very own tiger in front of her audience! What a way to go!" The radio host began, starting out his broadcast with his usual greeting. He sat in his radio tower, far from the majority of civilization. The tone in his voice seemed too lighthearted to be reporting this occurrence, especially because he had known the very woman who had lost her life.

"Reports say there was blood of a rabbit on her from previously feeding the tiger, and later on during her performance, the tiger attacked her! Ripping her to complete shreds. Guess you could say the tiger pulled a few limbs, huh?" He continued, a laugh track playing in the background after every cruel joke that was made.

"Now as one may know, I frequently announced for her shows whenever her dear announcer was out! Such an interesting soul might I say, she sure did live for entertainment, haha! Even dead, she is causing a show! Police are now looking into her for multiple accounts of murder, swept under the rug by using her own circus as a cover up. Mentions of abuse from the previous owners are also being looked into, however, nothing is confirmed! What an interesting case!" He announced, his radio show being broadcasted to everyone in the city of New Orleans.

"This case is one that is so vexing, a ringleader accused of something as serious as murder. Especially one that had such a famous circus, popular amongst people of all ages. It's been deducted to nothing but a coverup for something much more dark, the circus owners being a line of horrendously horrible people! Only recently has the circus been exposed for these activities due to the death of their darling ringleader. She was a 25 year old woman, known for her brilliant entertainment skills. Her act was one for animal lovers, using a tiger to carry the show for her. However, in her most recent show, the tiger ate her alive in front of the crowd she adored. It really was a show stopping last performance!" The radio host continued explaining this tragic tale, entertaining his very own viewers in the process. There was something so sinister about this case that he enjoyed, making him smile at just the thought of the truth being uncovered.

"It truly breaks my heart knowing I had offered to be the substitute announcer for such a deranged woman. If I had known all of this beforehand, there is no way I would have said yes!" And with that, the radio host continued his broadcast for hours, switching from reports of this to reports of other news, as well as the most recent hit jazz songs. All the while this was happening, a new demon manifested itself in Hell.

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A woman fell from the sky, landing straight into Pentagram City. Her fall was the farthest thing from angelic, which made perfect sense, because she was the farthest thing from an angel. She gasped in pain as she hit the cold and dark floor, regaining consciousness. She shook her head, feeling something atop of it move with her shaking. Her eyes widened and she looked down at her hands, realizing that they were now long, white claws fading into a light pink at her fingertips. Her eyebrows furrowed as she looked down at her legs, which were now adorned with stockings. Her right leg had a very vibrant pink fabric covering it, a line of X's traveling down to her ankle. The other leg held a white stocking, striped with very thin lines of black. Looking down to her feet, there were two heels on them. The heels were a dark maroon, matching the shorts she had noticed she was wearing. In addition to this, there seemed to be a coat resting on her body. The ends were torn, looking as if it had been shredded. Attached to her waist was a golden whip, leading to many ideas in her twisted mind. As her eyes trailed further up, she saw epaulets sitting on her shoulder. Looking straight down, she saw a vibrant pink and gold bowtie attached to her neck. She smiled, she loved the color pink! On the other hand, she had absolutely no clue where she was.