HELLISH LOVE ( a radioapple/appleradio story )

𝒔𝒊𝒙, Self-Pity

                                                                                   No one's POV:

Alastor pinned his tufty ears down on his hair, mumbling under his breath about his pride and dignity. He took a step closer toward Lucifer, grinning wide and toothy as he always does. "I only need your blood, nothing else." Alastor said in his mind, he lowed himself down to eye-level with the King of Hell. 

Lucifer stuck his hand out, waiting for Alastor to take it and accept the deal they've created. "Soo, it's a deal then?" He asked, raising his eyebrows slightly. 

Alastor groaned quietly, rolling his eyes while still grinning widely at Lucifer. "I suppose it is one, yes. A deal.." He replied, taking Lucifer's hand and a bright green and yellow aura surrounded the two. 

                                                                                  Lucifer's POV:

I snorted, letting the abnormally tall deer boy shake my gloved hand. God, he's at least 7ft. The aura around us dimmed, fading away and Alastor's room looking...well, itself again. He cleared his throat, exhaling sharply. "I..I appreciate your..willings to help me, Your Majesty." He complied to my snort, it's so funny to see him like this. 

I chuckle softly, glancing away then looking back at Alastor. "Yes, yes. I know I'm amazing, but it's not that hard to just say thank you, you know." 

"I say it in my own words, that's how I do so." He retorted in his creepy ass voice, radio static filling the room as his neck snapped and his limbs got longer. His eye's sclera turned pitch black and his pupils turning to the one's of radio dials. 

I raised both my eyebrows at him, I was....surprised, to say the least. And a bit creeped out. "You can turn into that?" Damn..he was a sinner, obviously not capable of beating me. But wow, just who was he as a human? 

"Indeed, I can." Alastor replied teasingly, his weird toothy grin still plastered to his face. He straightened his back, and brought his right hand to his face, staring at his black and red nails. "And..is it supposed to help you? In battle, I mean." I asked him, I wanna unravel this man. Wait what. 

                                                                                 Alastor's POV: 

 I hummed softly, glancing back at Lucifer and grinning even wider. "Yes, it does, I suppose." I said in my original voice, without the radiostatic effect again. He raised his eyebrows at me again, was he really that shocked? "What is it, My Liege?" I asked him, what a weird fellow for a king, me calling him a liege makes me sounds pathetic..

"What is with your voice?.." Lucifer questioned. 

"Which?" I replied as he stepped closer, looking up at me curiously. 

"The uh...y'know, the normal one. Your actual voice, not with that shitty radiostatic." 

I felt my left eye twitch slightly, wasn't too big on cursing as you could tell. "Aha...watch your mouth, dear." I threatened. 

                                                                              Lucifer's POV:

I scrunched my face up at Alastor, so creepy.. "I can curse when I want, RaDiO DEmOn" I rolled my eyes at him, using hand quotations when I said his title. He raised an eyebrow at me, knowing he can't even hurt me 'cause I'm amazing and the most powerful person ever, or..something along those lines.

Alastor straightened his smile, holding it in place and staring daggers into my some-what soul that I have left. I crossed my arms at him, trying to act as nonchalant as I could. "It doesn't necessarily mean you have too, Your Majesty." He retorted at me, ugh, so stubborn. "Yeah, yeah. Go wallow in your self-pity because you let me help you." I hissed, mocking him with his dismissive wave.

And with that, I walked over to his creaky door, blew a raspberry at him and left.