~bloodbath~ ~alastor X Reader Slowburn~

~chapter three the hotel~

You where dreaming, no it was a nightmare surrounded by tall horrible creatures with thousands of eyes and legs blood covering them as they attacked you, you tried to scream but couldn't you scrambled to wake up but didn't.

DING DING DING!

It was your alarm clock

you shot up hearing your own heartbeat was something you weren't used to, the loud beating like a savage drum beating away inside your chest as it calmed down, you couldn't hear it anymore but the remnant was still there, you held your chest panting slowly, looking around you.

You had decided to stay at the hotel a couple months back, you hadn't bothered to look around yet, you had more important things to do like...

Well not much really..

alright it was decided, you where going to explore as much as you could, by sunset you would know the hotel like the back of your hand!    ...ish.

You got up rubbing your eyes looking outside the window, another hellish morning.
All you could hear was screams and cries, you shut your window all of that suddenly drowned out, walking over to your wardrobe, swiftly changing into whatever you say first, whatever was comfortable, whatever looked nice, whatever.

What did you see first exactly?
Overalls, overalls that charlie gifted you when you first joined the crew, it wasn't exactly your thing but you liked them, they had deers sewn onto the bottom of the upper half, you swore that they didn't when you first got given them, but whatever. They had shorter bottoms the rims sewn in a soft pattern

You held them putting them on the old cheap quilt of your bed finding something to go below them, you didn't want to go outside with your 'chest' hanging out, not like it mattered, you were dead.

You found a half-decent shirt that used to be white but you had spilt coffee all over it so now it was a... Beige-ish brown off-white? You couldn't care less on the description, main characters don't give a shit about the writers need of 'colour'.

( Writers note:

Which is true by the way it took me like 12 minutes to think of what she was going to wear, my ten readers are so lucky Ive got nothing better to do.. )

You took off your night gown, swiftly putting on the shirt, the collar tickling your neck as it fell down onto you doing the buttons up, and then the overalls the denim rubbing against your skin, it was comforting almost.

When Charlie offered you the free stay if you 'joined the team' you took the offer, getting a name badge, 'scarlette'. you never 'loved' your name but it fit you, Scarlette, the main character, the protagonist, you always thought it gave those sort of vibes, vibes that a quirky 2012 fanfiction oc would have.

You gripped the name badge contemplating putting it on, you did it pierced your skin slightly as you clicked the pin, just enough to Hurt you by an ounce, you winced slightly but you didn't care that much, you then put on some socks and shoes, your socks matched the deers on your overalls, your shoes didn't matter, they where old and 'borrowed' from a imp who lived in a bin down the street.

You brushed your hair, and then glanced to the door a knock coming from outside you got up leaving the brush on your wooden table, pushing yourself up and walking to get it, it was wrapped in old newspaper with some articles scratched out. as you picked it up the newspaper crumpled and twisted making small sounds as you picked it up unfolding the edges, inside was a small mirror, ever since you died you hadn't looked at yourself in the mirror, you gripped it looking into it, you looked so different then when you where alive, you looked at yourself in awe.

Long blonde curly hair with ginger highlights and red eyes, your sclera's yellow, like the old man's teeth, your skin was , like most of the hotel members,white, but slightly tanner, you had light rose cheeks and a mole on the middle of your eyelid, alastor was the only one to notice it so far.

"Wow.."

A tear dropped from your eye onto the mirror. You then rubbed it into the glass your smile softening.

"I'm beautiful.."

You sighed your eyes swelling up.

KNOCK KNOCK!

your tears were suddenly interrupted by a knocking of the wooden door, you looked over wiping your eyes, they then glanced to the bottom of the door. Charlie's shoes.

"Yes?"

You walked to the door, your hand wrapping around the door knob, you took a moment to breathe and then opened the door, the hinges creaked. You set a mental note to oil the metal.

"Hey! Um.. could you take angel and cherri out today? They have been down ever since sir pentious died.."

Charlie asked, her hands interwined together her nails digging into eachother. She was wearing a white blouse with a red waistcoat and trousers. Her shoes clacked against the floor as she walked into the room. Eyeing the dirty room you inhabited.

"No more then 100 miles away from the hotel. That rules out most clubs, bars, concerts, raves.."

She rambled on, counting on her fingers as she spoke.

"Sure.."

Your plans to explore the hotel were ruined. Not like it mattered anyway, vaggie would've stopped you anyway.