~bloodbath~ ~alastor X Reader Slowburn~

~chapter two the stranger~

You blinked and suddenly the gang of demons was gone, it was just you at the red-headed stranger, you grinned running at him to hug him before he moved out of the way, you started falling before he caught you with his staff

"I'm sorry, I don't hug.."

He had a grim menacing grin plastered on his face, it never faltered you where going to ask but considered it would be rude and shouldn't pry, you just looked at him as he put out his hand for you to shake

"I'm alastor. And you?"

You shaked his gloves hand it was rather cold and stiff, reminding you of rich china, he adjusted his monocle his grin still not faltering as you flinched from the pure freezing temperature of his hand

"I'm Scarlette."

You took your hand away before he nodded and started to walk away as he turned your back you saw a little deer tail popping out of the back of his trousers, you thought it was cuter then cute wanting to feel it but you didn't, instead you ran after him

"Hold on! You cant just save my life and run off?!"

You tried to stop him but he kept walking on, seemingly ignoring you, humming along the buzzing of the static annoying you slightly as you tried to keep up

"Dear, it's hell I wasn't helping you, you looked... interesting"

He was telling the truth but you felt slightly hurt, did he not know about the existence of manners

"Well cmon! I want to help you out"

You stood Infront of him your hands on his shoulders as you spoke to him, convinced you had to pay him back for 'saving your life'.

oh hold on, I'm sorry not life, death for saving your death. My apologies reader, continue

"Well. If you really want to, you could help me with a small favour."

His head bobbed to the side as his eyebrow raised, licking his teeth trying to intrigue you into helping him, luckily for him it was working, very very well.

"What do you mean?"

Your head also bobbed to the side looking at his sharp teeth and thinking about how badly he could hurt you with them
He gripped his cane as his grin grew wider, like a fox who found a rabbit.

"My friend Charlie, she's been making a hotel for the wretched sinners who live here, to rehabilitate them, so they can go to heaven, she's no proof it works"

He coughed slightly the radio noise getting a tad louder,
His ears twitching as he rested his hands on his radio cane, his tail twitching slightly but you couldn't tell as from this angle you couldn't see

"And?"

You asked curiously, Charlie? Where had you seen that name before... You looked around seeing a grimey old poster with the words 'the hazbin hotel is hiring!!'
Written in what seemed like a child's handwriting, a tall white goat demon with long blonde hair and a red suit with a black tie on it below her it said 'property of Charlie Morningstar, daughter of satan and princess of hell'

"Well, she's quite delusional you see? She thinks this venture might work, I think it's worth it, so.. if you truley want to pay me back, you'll come help out. What do you say?"

His grin widened as he put out his hand, it was glowing green fire you where a bit suspicious but shook his hand anyway, the pain of the fire running through you as you nodded agreeing to help out the burn seeping throughout your hand

What was the hazbin hotel?
No. Who is alastor.

that was the only, singular thought in your head

Who is alastor
Who is alastor
Who is alastor
Who Is alastor
Who is alastor
Who is alastor
Who is alastor
Who is alastor
Who is alastor

And who are you?