Vox's eyes gleamed with malevolence as he turned away from Alafia's limp form. "It's time to send a message."
He strode to the TV in the Vee Tower's lobby, flipping channels until he reached the Hazbin Hotel's broadcast frequency.
The lobby's patrons gasped as Vox's face appeared on screen, replacing the usual programming.
"Alastor, dear radio demon," Vox sneered, his voice echoing through the Hazbin Hotel. "I have something that belongs to you."
The camera panned to reveal Alafia, battered and unconscious, behind Vox.
Charlie's eyes widened in concern. "Alastor, who is she?"
Alastor's face darkened, claws ripping the fabric of the chair, his eyes fixed on the TV. He remained silent.
Charlie turned to Husk, seeking answers. "Husk, do you know who she is?"
Husk's expression turned somber. "She's a human, Charlie. A human Alastor's fallen for."
Charlie's eyes widened in surprise. "A human? Alastor's never... "
Husk nodded. "I know. But he cares deeply for her. She's the reason he was gone last time, Charlie."
Charlie's understanding dawned. "And now Vox has her."
Husk's voice dropped to a whisper. "Alastor will stop at nothing to save her. He'll risk everything."
Alastor's silence spoke volumes, his determination palpable.
Vox's broadcast ended, leaving the Hazbin Hotel in tense silence.
Alastor vanished into thin air, leaving Charlie and Husk exchanging worried glances.
The stage was set for a perilous showdown. Vox had thrown down the gauntlet, and Alastor was ready to accept the challenge.
(To be continued...)
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Déjà Vu | Fem OC x Alastor
Fanfiction27 year old Alafia starts her new life and career in new Orleans Louisiana as a radio host for one of the most popular radio broadcasting stations in all of louisiana. Where she learns of a broadcaster who was loved by all during the 1920's for his...
