Phantom's Performance

Chapter 5

Alastor's Pov

The grand hall was filled with the most powerful beings in Hell, their presence creating an electric atmosphere. As I mingled, my attention was split between the ongoing conversations and the upcoming meeting. Then, she walked in – Y/n Morningstar. Her entrance was almost magnetic, drawing the eyes of every Overlord in the room.

"Alastor," she acknowledged, her tone neutral but polite.

"Y/n Morningstar," I replied, my smile widening. "What a pleasure to see you here."

"The pleasure's mine," she said, mirroring my expression. "I see you're still as charming as ever."

Her words were delivered with a composed grace, and I couldn't help but admire her poise.

"Indeed," I agreed. "And it seems today's meeting will be particularly interesting."

As the meeting began, I watched her carefully. She carried herself with the confidence and authority befitting a Morningstar, her presence commanding respect. Throughout the discussions, I found myself intrigued by her perspectives and the way she navigated the political landscape of Hell.

The idea of aligning with her, or even just understanding her better, was a tantalizing prospect. Y/n's presence added a new layer of complexity to the already intricate dynamics of Hell's power structure. And I, the Radio Demon, relished the thought of unraveling that complexity.

I looked over to Carmilla, who had just walked in with her daughters.

"Welcome, Hell's sovereign overlords and the heir to the throne of Hell. I've invited you all here because you stand for the controlling powers of our city. Together, you own millions of souls. Souls at risk with the new Extermination schedule. We need to discuss what can be done to minimize the impact on our interests," Carmilla said, slamming her hands on the table before standing back up.

I glanced at Y/n, taking note of her features and the way she carried herself with an almost regal air. A voice pulled my gaze from Y/n.

"Alastor?" Carmilla looked at me, confused.

"Yes, I know I've been absent for some time. I'm sure you've all been wondering!" I clapped my hands together.

"Not really. But welcome back in any case." I narrowed my eyes and looked offended in Carmilla's general direction.

Her dismissive tone irked me, but I kept my composure, focusing instead on the larger picture. The meeting had barely begun, and already the undercurrents of tension and power plays were clear.

Y/n's Pov

"This year's Extermination was brutal, far more even than years past. We have assessed that about 16% of the population was lost *slide is projected onto the wall behind her *With the angelic legions now returning twice as quickly, I think it prudent we-" Carmilla is interrupted as Velvette opens the door and walks in, on the phone. Velvette smiles over at me, and I nod my head to her. She speaks louder on the phone.

"Yes, I've got it handled, Vox. Are you doubting me? Really? Me? That's what I thought. Yes, I know. They're all a joke! Thank you, V. See you soon. Kisses, darling." Hangs up and sits down at the opposite end of Carmilla.

"Nice of you to join us, Velvette. Will your colleagues be joining?" Carmilla asks, looking at her very......annoyed.

"No, they have better shit to do than to listen to an old windbag who thinks she's tough shit. I'm here to represent." Velvette smirks, making Carmilla change the subject.

"Charming. So, as I was saying, we need to discuss-" Carmilla stops talking as Velvette waves her hand in the air. I looked at Velvette and knew exactly what she was about to get on Carmilla's voice.