{An Artist's Passion (Alastorxfem!Reader}

{CHAPTER 30: I believe you. My Muse}

Alastor POV

I sat in y/n's room in her reading chair. Snow and Nightmare lay at my feet as I thought of any place she could be. My thinking was interrupted by a knock at the door.

 Standing up, I stretched, walked toward the door, and opened it. It was Lucifer. 

"Angel has an idea of where she could be." I looked down at the man skeptically. "Just come to the lounge" he sighed before walking away. 

I closed the door and leaned against it. I ran my hand through my hair as Nightmare stuck his head up, slightly tilting it as we made eye contact. Patting my thigh to signal them to follow I headed downstairs. 

Charlie, Vaggie, Husk, Pentious, Nifty, and Lucifer were all sitting down as Angel paced around the room. I cleared my throat.

 Angel's head immediately shot up revealing dark circles under his eyes, disheveled, unwashed hair, and tear stains. He was shaking like a leaf as he looked at me. "I-I th-think I kn-know where V-Val has her" he stuttered out, wrapping his arms around himself as though he was scared.

 I tilted my head, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Snow and Nightmare mimic me, "Truly" I questioned. The spider nodded as he chewed on his fingernails. 

"Where?" Angel sighed shakily. "In the Wrath ring,"

 Vaggie spoke up. "But we already looked there. Well, you all did at least when Charlie and I were in heaven." 

Angel nodded. "Yeah. But, Val. He has some secret hideout there. I thought it was just a rumor. But it's better than nothing right? I mean we haven't found anything. And we've scoured every inch of hell." 

I put my hand up indicating he should stop. "We'll look. He's right. It's better than nothing."

[timeskip]

We stood in front of a wall. I glanced over at Angel. "You better not be lying, Spider." 

"I'm not. Promise" he responded, walking over to the wall and feeling around on it as everyone watched. He stopped after a while, finding what he was apparently looking for. 

Then the wall opened, revealing a long winding hallway. He breathed a sigh of relief and stepped out of the way. I began to walk in. "No one follows me. This is something I need to do alone."

 Charlie protested until Vaggie set a hand on her shoulder. "If he wants to go it alone. We should let him," she turned to me, "Though I am surprised you don't have the wolves with you."

 "They didn't need to be here for this" I stated as I walked in.

 These hallways were like a maze. And every single one of them was deserted. I'd go down one, hit a dead end, turn around, and repeat it all over again. 

That was until I finally found someone. After doing some, persuading, they started taking me towards where they believed y/n should be.

 Instead, they led me straight to Vox. 

"Hey, Alastor. Long time no see, huh?" He smirked at me. "Yes. Well. You took what is mine. I'm afraid you'll have to pay for that." 

I snapped my fingers and my tentacles wrapped around his body, pulling it apart as he screamed. I laughed in delight before my focus was torn to something he had dropped. 

A map. 

Looking at it, it showed me exactly where y/n was and how to get to her. I smirked and set off.

[small timeskip]

I arrived at the room y/n was supposed to be in. Taking a deep breath, I brought my hand toward the knob. 

Just then I heard a sob. I knew immediately. 

It was her. My Fawn. 

I threw the door open to see a horrible sight. That damn moth was using what was MINE.

 Tormenting her. They both looked toward me. Valentino's face looked terrified. 

Meanwhile, y/n's looked as though she had lost all hope.

 Her cheeks were sunken in, her hair was a mess. Her eyes were dead and devoid of the sparkle she had before. 

My artist was gone, and all that was left was the empty shell of what she was, I thought. Until she realized it was me. Her dead eyes found a spark of hope in them again as we locked eyes, only to have that moment ripped from us when the moth threw her to the ground and charged toward me. 

I dodged and he fell on his face. Then I gave him the same treatment Vox got. Once he was torn to shreds I approached y/n. 

She shrunk in on herself as I did. 

She was scared.

 I had never seen her scared before. She always looked either bored or like she was having the time of her life.

 Seeing her like that. It broke my heart. 

Once I made sure she was comfortable with it, I pulled her into my arms and held her tight. I told her I would never let anyone or anything hurt her again as she cried into my shoulder. I felt tears slip down my face as well and looked at her. She dove back into my arms and I heard her whisper. 

"I believe you. My Muse."