No Mercy (Alastor & Vox)

Chapter 6: The Princess and The Knight

"Yup, It's gonna sound hella crazy buddy, but seems like your body is slowly healing itself." Lucifer's jumpy voice announced as he looked closely into Alastor's cut, which looked like nothing more than a flat scar now.
"But... how is that even possible?" Charlie muttered softly, her face was facing the wall as she was trying to avoid looking at Alastor's naked torso.
Lucifer was about to make ridiculous assumptions, but the radio demon interrupted before he was able to commence.

"It was the TV demon, I think he used me as a kind of guinea pig for one of his products." he explained, but Charlie looked confused. "Vox? how did he even get access to you?" she asked, and Alastor took a deep breath as he dressed himself back. "Well, when I woke up the other day... I found him in my room. He admitted to attempting to 'save my life'." Charlie turned around to face Alastor with a shocked expression. "He did WHAT?! How come you haven't told me anything? This is serious Alastor!" she exclaimed, even though there was no need to see her face in order to know she's upset. "I didn't want to say anything infront of the other residents, and regardless of this, I have the right to obtain my privacy." The radio demon's response was as slick as ever, no one could match him when it came to fine arguing.

"W-well yes but..." The princess began to stutter, not finding her words; Luckily her daddy was right there to take the lead. "But not in life threatening situations. Vox is a manipulative piece of shit, he could've hurt Charlie, he could've killed you in an instant, but most importantly - HE COULD'VE HURT CHARLIE." Lucifer didn't sound as restrained as he always did, and even though it had no impact on the radio demon, he really had no patience for another tantrum, the TV demon provided him with enough of that. "Calm down dad, Alastor didn't mean to put any of us in danger, he wasn't even able to resist whatever Vox did to him." Charlie's words made sense, but the big boss of hell didn't look very convinced. "Well it was still irresponsible." he decided before grabbing his coat from the counter. "Nevertheless, it seems like the TV demon helped you more than harmed you, you're almost fully healed, give it a few more days and you're good to go back to your... weird demonic life... stuff." He said with hesitation and than left the room before any of them could add anything.

"It's a weird thing to do to someone you despise, isn't it?" the princess spoke for the last time and then left the room right after her father, closing the door behind her, and for once Alastor did feel very confused. He stared at his own healed chest... Maybe Vox was trying to kill him and it went wrong? Maybe he's really such a sadist like he claims to be? And he's waiting for him to heal in order to kill him in it's best just so it won't hurt his fragile ego? The thought flooded Alastor's mind, and he had to shake his head in order to stop this nonsense. "I might need a quick night walk." he declared.
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The reeking smell of Pentegram city's narrow streets didn't change much while he was unconscious, still giving him a nausea as always - so Alastor noticed.
"Charming." he muttered to himself as he walked slowly through the crumbling roads, supporting himself with a simple black cane that Charlie provided him with earlier this evening. He didn't tell her he was going out, obviously, she would've protested for sure and he had zero power for any more drama today. That was unfortunate because just as the thought crossed his mind, the real drame began.

"Well well, the radio demon. Not so creepily invincible now, are we?" a random sinner he never saw before shouted at him with a vague expression, looking pretty much intoxicated. Alastor was really about to ignore him and return to his calming walkout, but it somehow became an impossible task.
"Hey you guys look! it's the radio scumbag!" the sinner exclaimed, gaining the attention of some other sinners who crossed his way.
"Isn't it Alastor?" he could hear one saying, "Voxtec said he's weak as fuck." - "Look at him, he's limping." more and more sinners gathered around him, making him really uncomfortable now as he realized the situation could become very much... unpleasant.
He didn't completely gain his strength back yet and he certainly could not fight in this state, not a bunch of sinners at once at least.