Lost Soul (Alastor X Reader )

"Despiration Unlished"

As the days passed at Hazbin
Hotel, Y/n's condition
deteriorated rapidly. Each day.
her strength waned, and she
struggled with a desperate
craving she couldn't control. Her
fears of harming others grew,
leading her to lock herself in her
room one afternoon, seeking
isolation.

Lucifer, deeply worried about
his sister, decided to stay at the
hotel to monitor her closely. His
Concern was evident as he
patrolled the hallways, trying to
offer support while keeping an
eye on Y/n's condition.

One day, feeling overwhelmed
by her intense cravings and
growing weakness, Y/n locked
herself in her room. The need to
find something to ease her
affliction was consuming her, and
she feared she might hurt
Someone if she remained
outside.

Alastor, curious about Y/n's
increasingly erratic behavior,
decided to check on her. He
knocked gently on the door. "Y/
n? It's Alastor. May I come in?"

After a moment, Y/n, looking
distressed, opened the door
slightly. Without a word, she
grabbed Alastor and pulled him
into the room. With a sudden,
frantic movement, she pinned him
to the floor and bit into his neck.

Her fangs sank into his flesh, but
as she tasted his blood, she
didn't find the relief she was
searching for. The blood didn't
satisfy her need

Y/n released Alastor abruptly.
her face contorted with
frustration and despair. "It's not
what I need!"

With a burst of desperation, she
ran out of her room, driven by
an urgent need to find angelic
blood. Her search led her to the
lobby, where she saw Charlie.

Charlie, seeing Y/n's distressed
state, stepped back in alarm. "Y/
n, what's wrong?"

Y/n, driven by her insatiable
need, lunged toward Charlie.
Just as she was about to reach
, Lucifer appeared, his face
etched with concern and
determination.

"Y/n, stop!" Lucifer's voice was
firm, filled with worry. He
positioned himself between Y/n
and Charlie. "You don't need to
hurt anyone.

In y/n's struggle, her fangs grazed Lucifer's arm, drawing
blood. Lucifer winced but
stayed focused on calming his
sister. As Y/n tasted his blood,
something shifted. The frantic
look in her eyes began to
soften, and she gradually
calmed down.

Y/n's breathing slowed as she
sank to the floor, her energy
fading. The blood seemed to
have a soothing effect, and she
a deep sense of calm wash
over her. Her eyes grew heavy,
and despite the chaos, she fell
asleep right there in the lobby,
exhausted from her ordeal.

Charlie, still shaken but relieved,
approached Lucifer. "Is she
going to be alright?"

Lucifer, seeing the change in Y/n,
gently guided her away from
Charlie. "It's okay, Y/n. You're
safe."

Alastor, having recovered from
the initial shock, looked on with
a thoughtful expression. "Finding
the right kind of blood will be
crucial. Since angelic blood
seems to have a calming effect,
it might be what she needs."

Lucifer nodded, his resolve
hardening. "We'll find a way to
get her what she needs. I won't
let anything happen to her."

enigmatic glance at Y/n. "The
past often catches up with us,
and sometimes the solution lies in
confronting it."

With Charlie and Lucifer by her
side, Y/n was carefully moved
back to her room. Lucifer
stayed close, determined to
support his sister through this
crisis. The search for angelic
blood was now a pressing
priority, and Lucifer was
prepared to face whatever
challenges lay ahead to ensure
Y/n's well-being.