King & Media Star's

1: Three Friends

It was a quiet morning in the city of New Orleans. Alastor was a local radio host, the quiet kind. Even refusing to get a modern phone, still stuck with his 20 year old flip phone. He lived in an apartment with two other bachelors, Vox & Lucifer. Each having lives & jobs of their own. Vox was head of all the new TV's & electronics his company supplied for the people of New Orleans. Lucifer was CEO & founder of the biggest rubber duck factory in town. All 3 of these men were at the top of their companies.

There was a secret Alastor had. No one else knew. He was the infamous Smiling Serial Killer of New Orleans. Not even his roommates knew what he had been up to after work, coming home in late hours.

Lucifer decided to stay up late on the nights Alastor would come in curious about Alastor's late comes in at night. He was waiting on the couch drinking some tea having the lights off and everything else in the apartment waiting in the dark staring at the door. Luci wanted to know what Alastor would be up too during late nights after his night broadcasts, so he was curious about him though knowing him for two years living together with Vox the head of a big tech company. 

Meanwhile after Alastor had disposed of his latest victims in one of his usual types of spots no one would find it. He starts to head home walking briskly knowing he needs to be very careful nowadays given the suspicions from one of his roommates. he thinks to himself; "Damn I'm going to have to be more careful. He's suspicious and rightly so but still I might have to lay low with the cops being more on edge as of late." Heads home realizing he's going to need to clean up the blood on his clothes, glasses, and face. "Damn" *heads for a detour by the lake and arrives cleaning off the blood on his face and glasses, clothes not being soaked in them; I believe the extra change of clothes should suffice, now heading back toward his living quarters where Lucifer waits for him unknown to him at this point.

Vox had left a TV studio since he was introducing them to his tech. After spending a few hours there explaining how everything worked, he decided to head back to the office, then heading home. He needed a drink. Who knew being head of the newest media company/ platform would be this much work every day. He just wanted to go home & just relax. He took a look at the time, knowing his roommates would probably be home by now. But he was still curious about his roommate Alastor. There was something mysterious about him Vox couldn't shake off the top of his head. 

Lucifer kept waiting like a gremlin he was sometimes he was the one who'd try and liven everyone up and sometimes make the others laugh if he did something stupid and definitely the smallest out of the two. Lucifer had a duck ready to throw at Alastor when he walks in and to turn on the lights to catch him. 

Vox had his shortcut to home from the office so that his drink would be closer as well as dinner. He was starving from today, heading up the stairs, not knowing Lucifer was already home. He sighed annoyingly, knowing tomorrow he had to read the news, getting his keys into the lock & opening the door to walk in. Lucifer's head perked hearing footsteps he couldn't decide if it was vox or Alastor, he kept waiting still having the duck ready to throw. The door fully opens with Vox walking in taking off his hat and rain coat..

"Hey, I'm home..."

Lucifer throws the duck at Vox's head" ha!! Your home late!! You tall scary shit!!" He didn't know it was vox thinking it was Alastor when he threw the duck. Catches the rubber duck before it hit me in the head, popping it with my fist.

"What the hell, Lucifer?!.."

He got the oh shit feeling hearing Vox's voice" uh....Thought you were Alastor my bad..." he sank into the couch hiding.

"Well, obviously Al is still at the Radio studio!! Geez..."

Vox placing his bag on the kitchen table, sighs annoyingly. "Sorry..." Lucifer apologized sighing a bit in defeat facing away bored already. He got up and went into the kitchen" work sucked huh?.." He asked him seeing how tired Vox was.

Alastor was disappointed that the lake where he found himself was ways away from his place of living so the walk is brisk in this crisp night air but long carrying his usual bag filled with his necessities for the days events. 

Vox walked over to the sink, washing his hands

"Why are you waiting up, though? Didn't you get home several hours ago? Anyways, what's for dinner?"

"Come on can't tell me you're not curious as to why Alastor's gets home late most nights and I made some stew I put away in the fridge for you guys.." Lucifer sits at the table laying his head on the table. 

"Yeah, he is home late, but I just figured it was either from parties or just hanging out with people. He is the most famous radio host around here, you know?"

"Parties?.. Hanging out with people?.. Really I'm thinking a more eh something more than just parties I've done my share of research of on going parties the last one was a few days ago which was understandable but not these other nights...plus I've always wondered why he says he's not into electronics but his room sometimes lights up like a party and what not..." he said tracing circles on the table as he talked to his friend.

"What? His room lights up? What do you mean?"

Gets the food from the fridge, starting to make a plate to eat from a long day of work.

Alastor opens door quietly; them not hearing but hears the conversation a bit while coming in quietly, they haven't noticed his presence just yet, putting his bag in his room with the simple wave of his hand still listening in on the conversation wondering what moment would be best to get involved without them being nervous and stopping the conversation listening on the theories Lucifer made about him. 

"Yea not saying I'm spying I was getting water one night and it was like a Christmas party.." he responded back thinking.

"Hmmm...Well, I mean this building is kind of old & not updated. Lights flicker all the time, dude. You're not high...Right?" He pours himself a glass of whisky. "Huh?.. No... No was I half asleep you know my pure silliness is just my personality...plus I fixed all the lights the other day so that can't be it.. Most of the lights were burning out so I fixed them.." 

"Well...Now that you mentioned it...Alastor is kind of a strange character. We honestly still don't know that much about him, Lucifer.."

Alastor heads into the kitchen startling Vox and Lucifer, says loudly, "WELL IM STARVED! So What's for dinner?" 

" true...but I like mysteries so I'm like this is a game and Ima solve type of deal- AHH WHAT THE FUCK!!" He fell out of his chair landing on the floor on his butt. 

Vox drops my cup as it shatters

"What the hell, man?! Trying to give me a heart attack?!" he yelled startled from Alastor's sudden outburst of surprise. "Apologies my good man..." Alastor snickered with a grin "Couldn't help myself; I do love a good scare at times.." Vox  gets the broom and the dust pan, cleaning up the glass off the floor. 

"I've been home for hours when the fuck did you back?.." he asked him getting up dusting himself off looking at Al with a suspicious look.

"Oh not too long ago. I assumed you'd both be asleep by now." making sure to help clean up the glass as well. "I made everyone beef stew I already ate.." he smelled something off" the hell is that smell? smells like pond water..." he said curious of what the smell was coming from. 

"Yeah, well with that killer on the lose, no way am I heading to sleep without locking the doors before everyone is home. Huh? Smell? Phew! Yeah, that stinks. Al, were you in the pond in town for something?"

'Something's been off about him for a while now...' Vox thinks to himself a bit curious himself...

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