Alastor, The Loud Caretaker

Let's Misbehave!

Hell, the land of the Damned, a chaotic world where the strong prey on the weak, subjugating souls over their wills. And nobody knew this rule better than the Sovereign Overlords of Hell, Sinners who went high up the hierarchy of Hell, collecting souls and spreading fear, basically being mob bosses.

And among this elite of Demons, there was one Sinner in particular... Alastor, the Overlord of Radio.

Also known as the "Radio Demon", he manifested in Hell after he died in 1933 and in a matter of days he annihilated the status quo, kidnapping other Overlords, torturing them and broadcasting their screams of terror to the entire realm. By doing that, he became fear, a legend, a man nobody dared to challenge.

Who would have thought, such a terrifying person...Would become the kind caretaker of a family of eleven children?

One day, in Michigan, a middle-aged man with short white hair and black eyes was looking for something in the attic of his house.

"There it is..." He said to himself, after finding a dusty grey book. He followed the instructions and drew an odd-looking circle, decorated with several candles.

"Hope it works..." He began to recite the spell.

Smoke appeared, the circle glowed and then...Alastor appeared in front of the man. He was much taller than him, probably 2 metres tall, and had deer-like features, like the antlers and the ears that looked like they were part of his hair. While his outfit was normal, a slightly tattered red-striped suit, the man was most frightened by the demon's permanent ear-to-ear smile.

"Why, hello there!" Alastor spoke with a mid-Atlantic accent. "The name's Alastor, pleasure to be meeting you, quite the pleasure! You are?"

"Huh...Albert." Albert introduced himself.

"Well, Albert," Alastor fixed his bowtie. "What can I do for you? Surely you didn't do something as dangerous as summoning a demon out of boredom."

"You see, it's about my daughter," said Albert. "She's getting married in a week."

"Oh ho! Now that's interesting!" Alastor chuckled. "What do you want me to do? Forcing him to break up with your daughter? Kidnap him? Torturing and broadcasting his screams to his parents?!"

"What?! No! Nothing like that!" Albert shook his head.

"Oh, my apologies, then," said Alastor. "Explain then, anything you ask, I can do it!"

"Well, Lynn, my soon son-in-law, is a good guy. But...I'm a bit worried and I don't know why."

"So, you want me to keep an eye on them?" Alastor asked.

Albert nodded. "Just help them where you can, same with their children in the future. Can you do that?"

"But of course I can! It's easier than the tasks many people asked me!" said Alastor. "But of course, you need to pay for my services..."

"If you wanna my soul, fine, I'm not scared," said Albert, determined.

Alastor laughed. "Oh, you sure have got guts, haven't you, Albert? You know what, I'll do it for you for free!"

"...Really?" Albert raised an eyebrow.

"Yes indeedy! Your courage amused me, besides, I need too a vacation once in a while."

Alastor offered Albert a handshake, his hand began sinisterly glowing green. "So...It's a deal, then?"

"Deal." Albert shook Alastor's hand, the light became brighter.

The demon chuckled. "See you soon..." He vanished into his shadows.

Albert wondered if Alastor would maintain his promise or not, but the only thing he could do was trust him.