Alastor's POV
Both Abigail and the professor look at me in shock. Abigail briefly grabs her head as her memories come back to her. I simply put my hands behind my back and stare at the confused professor.
The professor stands up and shouts, "Who the hell are you?"
"Well, professor, you have the hell part, right." Abigail says sarcastically.
I want to chuckle at that statement, but I keep my face stern as I stare at the professor.
"Hi Alastor. Enjoying my soap opera of a life, or should I say, play?" Abigail asks.
"Hello dear. I am really enjoying it and seems to have taken an interesting turn." I say but I never stop looking at the professor.
"You know this furry want a be is, Abigail?"
"Yes and professor I would not insult him if I were you. I told you put so much hard work into my project but i forgot to tell you that it cost me my soul. When I played the first record of Alastor's radio show, it summoned his demon. Meet the demon that used to be Alastor the serial killer of New Orleans, " her voice sounds like it's got some relief and some amusement in it.
The professor is staring back and forth between Abigail and I.
"What kind of joke is this?! Did Stacy put you up to this? I will put her video online and make it public! She tries to take me down she is going down with me!" Professor yells out.
"What does Stacy have to do with any of this? And what video?" Abigail asks in shock.
"Abigail, I sorry you had to find out like this but this sorry excuse of a professor has been using blackmail to make female students sleep with him for years. Unfortunately, it seems Stacy was one of his victims." I say with anger in my voice as stare diggers at the professor.
For a few seconds, Abigail just stands there in shock. Then all of a sudden she goes around the professor's desk and slaps him.
"You bastard! How could you?! You talked about women needing more equally when it came to this kind of field and you do this!" Abigail yells at him.
I notice her hand balls up into fist and starts to bring it up. I quickly move to her and pull her away from the professor.
"Now, now. Is that anyway for a lady to act?"
"Don't feel like being a lady right now. Let me go," she says as she struggles as I move her away from the professor.
I finally chuckle at her attitude at this moment. I have to say this side of her is entertaining. She is a royal friend and wants to stand up what she believes in. She did the same with me during our first meeting.
"Leave him to me, my dear." I say.
She looks at me with concern on her face and says, "What are you going to do?"
At this time, I notice the professor moving towards the door. I snap my fingers and seal the door shut.
"I have an idea."
"Will it involve physical harm?" She asks with very little concern.
"No." I conjure up a comfortable chair, I don't want to sit her the couch.
" Now, sit here my dear, lay your head back, and I will use a sleeping spell for you to take a little nap as I talk with this scum."
"Why do I need to be a sleep?"
"I might have to use some scare tactics that you don't like and I don't want our relationship to go back to square one."
"Nothing is going to happen to me when I am sleep, right?" She asks nervously as she sits down.
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Torn
FanfictionAbigail never thought her life would end up like this. A school project caused her to sell her soul to the Radio Demon Alastor. She can only see the serial killer and demon side of him, and she doesn't want that to change. She is his captive, and he...
