Huskers pov
As soon as everyone turns in for the night I transform into my human disguise as a portal opens, leading to the living world. I step through it arriving behind the bar where I would make that girl her usual screwdriver for the night before she would go out and begin killing.
"I need to find her and fast." I think to myself as I open the back door of the bar.
Once inside I begin to look around the joint hoping to see her. After a few moments of walking around and asking customers if they've seen a girl come in I make my way back over to the bar sighing in defeat.
"Damn it... she's not here...maybe at the hunting grounds?" I think as I make my way to the back.
As soon as I reach for the knob to open the door leading to the alley way I hear a familiar voice behind me.
"Hello.... Husker...."
My heart rate is racing as I slowly turn around to see Alastor standing behind me in his human form with that shit eating grin on his face.
"B...boss? The fuck you doing here?!" I yell quietly.
"After our little discussion about this girl at the hotel I decided to take it upon myself to find her and it seems that I'm not the only one looking for her." He says.
"Fuck.... he must-have teleported to this world after he interrogated me." I think to myself as I watch his movements.
"Now, let's go find this mystery girl together... shall we?" He says, motioning for me to go outside.
I nod as I open the door taking us both to the alley behind the building. We began to walk down the alley in silence making our way to the radio station parking lot where I had seen her place that man's body in her truck before following her to the grounds. I look over at Alastor to see that he's looking up at the building as if he recognized the place.
"Boss? " I ask.
He remains silent for a few moments before finally speaking.
"Apologies, it seems my mind was occupied elsewhere. Is this where the girl you spoke of works?" He says.
"Yeah, at least I think so. This is where she loaded the body of her manager into her truck before going to the hunting grounds to bury him. " I say, wincing at the sound of a screeching record that can only come from him.
He remains silent.
"Her truck is here so that means that she's either inside the building or she's busy with her new victim, if she's found one." I think to myself as I look around hoping to see any sign of her.
Just as I'm about to suggest that we go to the hunting grounds a glimpse catches my eye. I turn around to see that Alastors shadow is wandering its way towards an alleyway behind the radio station and decide to follow it.
Once I arrived at the entrance of the alley I saw her standing in the middle with several bodies laying on the ground at her feet. She was completely drenched in blood from head to toe and had that sadistic grin on her face only this time it was wider. I counted the bodies that were around her and I froze.
"Holy shit! How the hell did she manage to kill six of them by herself? And in just one night?" I think to myself as Alastor appears beside me.
"So... this is the girl you spoke of?" He says quietly.
As if on cue she slowly turns to look at us with those crimson eyes.
"Yeah... that's her."
"Husker?" She says.
"Yeah kid, it's me." I say as she looks beside me.
"Who's this?" She asks with curiosity evident in her voice.
Before I could respond, Alastor walks over to her, grabbing her hand and kisses it as he introduces himself.
"Alastor my dear.... a pleasure to be meeting you....quite a pleasure."
(A/n)
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