Alastor's Vs

Chapter 8

Alastor's POV

It's time to go to this Overlord meeting. We agreed to go on separate trips since we're keeping everything a secret. I decided I wanted to meet up with Rosie and walk with her. I leave the tower through my shadows and pop right into cannibal town. I walk into Rosie's emporium and search for her.

"Alastor? Oh my stars, it's really you! Where did you run off to this time? I thought you were gone for another seven years dear!" Rosie exclaims, walking over to me. She gives me a quick hug before we start our walk.

"I was just taking a break, dear. If I was leaving for another long period of time, I would tell you before."

"I'm just worried for you. You somehow always get yourself into trouble. You even got on the King's nerves."

"Which wasn't very hard," I mutter under my breath. She rolls her eyes. We make it to the meeting tower and go up the elevator. Seems the V's got here before us. Normally, they're late. No matter which one comes, they're always late. Interesting.

"Where have you been?" Lucifer says as I sit down. How important is this that he is even here?

"Aw, missing me, Your Majesty?"

"No. Of course not. Charlie does though...for some reason. Where the fuck were you?"

"Away. Taking a break, dear. Let's start the meeting. Shall we?" My smile widens as I tilt my head. Carmilla agrees and he sighs. First, Carmilla talks to us about the last extermination and the battle. Killing the first man. She states that it might cause a war with Heaven. But Adam and the exorcists weren't allowed to touch the hellborn. Charlie was injured and Dazzle is dead. Meaning they went against their deal. So why would Heaven start a war with us? We were merely just defending ourselves.

"But besides the possible incoming war, there is something else happening across Hell," Carmilla states. Lucifer nods. Suddenly I start to feel unwell. Everything starts spinning. I grip onto the table. Rosie holds me shoulder.

"Are you okay, dear?" She asks. Everyone's attention is now on me. Everything starts to go numb. My head is pounding as the world around me goes blurry. "Alastor?" I see some sort of magic, changing my hands. But it's all a blurry mess. Fuck.

"What's going on with Alastor?" I hear Vox asks. He sounds farther away than he looks. I'm wondering the same thing.

"Seems he's turning human, which was what I was going to talk about in this meeting," Carmilla says calmly. Everything starts to go dark. Carmilla's and Rosie's words repeat over and over in my head. Turning human. Human. Are you okay, dear? Happening across Hell. Alastor? Then it stops and darkness fills vision.

Vox's POV

Alastor just passed out. Magic starts going up his arms, reaching the rest of him. He was hot as fuck as a human. Damn. Although his hair cut has changed. For the better in my opinion. Not seven feet tall, like he was as a demon, now like 5'11 maybe. Brown hair, creole I believe, small pair of glasses that rests on his nose. Lucifer and Carmilla lay him on the table, examining him. Lucifer is poking him. Odd King. Alastor gasps, waking up and scaring everyone for a second. No one says anything and we just stare at him.

"The fuck are you all looking at?" Alastor asks. His face shifts into disgust when he hears his voice. So weird hearing him without his radio filter. He's cussing too. Weird. Alastor puts his hand on his head. He starts patting his head, slowly realizing he doesn't have those cute ears and horns.

"Al, don't freak out, but you're human again," Rosie says, holding Alastor's other hand. He looks at his body. He seems calm. I doubt it. He's probably freaking out on the inside. He still smiles like a maniac. So it's not something he's forced to do? He chooses to smile 24/7?

"I'm wearing what I died in. Interesting. Why am I human?" He slides off the table.

"Causes are unknown and it appears to happen at random. We're also unsure if you'll even go back to a demon," Carmilla says.

"I could make good videos with this," Valentino says. He smirks at Alastor. Jesus Christ Val. What did I say about trying to get him into your business? Suddenly a knife is thrown right next to our heads and into the wall. We look at the knife before looking at Alastor. Where'd he get that?

"Respectfully, shut up," he says. He dusts himself off and sits down. Where did the knife come from?! Everyone stares at him again. "What?"

"How the fuck did you do that?" Velvette asks.

"I didn't practice dark magic when I was alive for nothing. How else would I get away with so many murders and appear innocent until my death?"

"That makes sense, I guess," Lucifer mumbles. "But now you're coming with me for some experiments and you don't have a say in it." Lucifer uses an angelic rope, knowing Alastor wouldn't cooperate, and wraps it around him. Alastor grits his teeth in what looks like pain. Is it hurting him? How? "What's the matter with you now?"

"It's burning me, Your Majesty." He wraps his hand around it, then takes it off. His hand is definitely burned. Shit. Lucifer takes the angelic rope back. Alastor fixes his clothes using his magic since they were slightly burned. Lucifer thinks for a moment. Maybe I could run the tests on Al. I'll just take him back to our place and give Lucifer notes every week about my findings.

"How about I take Alastor off your hands and do the experiments myself. I'll report to you any findings every few days," I say, standing up.

"Vox? You will just kill Alastor. You've been rivals since before you were an overlord. Allowing you take Alastor to your tower would be a mistake," Carmilla states. Rivals. Ha. I wonder how much it'll blow her mind if I told her we live together. Alastor wants to keep it a secret, so we will until he doesn't anymore.

"Pfft I won't kill him. Trust me." Carmilla looks at Lucifer. Lucifer shrugs and I smile. He waves his hand and gives permission to take Alastor. Al looks annoyed but it looks like a mask. I'm so good at reading his expressions.

"I still don't understand why all of us had to come," Valentino mumbles.

"Because once a demon becomes human, their soul is free. No one owns them anymore," Carmilla says, now catching the stupid moth's attention.

Alastor's smile starts to look more genuine.