Four Leaf Clover (Human Alastor x Fem Reader)

15: The Elimination of All Pests

TW: VIOLENCE, DEATH, MENTIONS OF SUICIDE

"Do you have to leave?" you ask. Alastor pulls on his old jacket, preparing for the long drive ahead. He glances back at you, still lying down in bed.

"Sorry, darling. I'm not happy about this sudden business trip as well. Feeling any better today, my love?" Alastor says, sitting down beside you on the bed. He reaches out and brushes a strand of hair out of your face. He leans down and kisses your forehead. "I'll be back before you know it. Just get some rest while I'm gone. I love you."

"I love you too," you respond, smiling at him. Alastor returns the smile before he leaves the room, shutting the door behind him.

Alastor swings open the door to the shed, taking in Ezekial's state. Disgust was immediately written across Alastor's face; just seeing him pissed him off. Alastor walks over to a part of the shed digging through the cabinets. He pulls out a syringe and a vial.

"Now, this won't hurt you a bit. Just ensures that you will stay asleep long enough for the trip. Now be good for me, and don't fight back," Alastor says. He puts on some sterile gloves before piercing the vial with the needle. He drags up the liquid through the syringe and gives it a couple flicks. He pushes out just a bead of liquid before turning back to Ezekial. Alastor roughly grabs his arm and injects the liquid into his arm.

Alastor cleans up everything he just did. Watching as Ezekial's head drifts off to the side. Alastor's tempted to just go ahead and kill him right then and there, but patience is vital. Alastor packs some items into a cooler before placing it into his truck. Alastor goes back into the shed, looking at Ezekial. Exhaustion was already in his body at the mere thought of spending a 22-hour car ride with this guy.

Alastor runs a hand through his hair as he waits patiently up the street from the house. His finger drummed against the steering wheel. He glances back down at his watch to check the time. It's a little past two in the morning. Now is the time to make a move. Alastor drives down the street and parks in the driveway. Alastor glances at Ezekial, who is still asleep in the back seat. He glances back at the house before pulling his hood over his head.

Alastor climbs out of the truck and heads to the front door. He quickly picks the lock and enters the house, his footsteps quiet against the plush carpet. He walks carefully throughout the home, making mental notes of the layout. Soon enough, he finds Blakely sound asleep in her bed, unaware of the danger watching her. Alastor stealthily walks over and presses a cloth against her mouth and nose. While this is technically unnecessary since she's already asleep, this was to ensure she stays asleep.

He backs away after a few moments of holding it against her face. That should've been plenty of time for it to take effect. Alastor walks around some more and finally finds the basement. He glances around it, taking in how it looks. Oh, this will do perfectly. After a few minutes of dragging Ezekial and Blakely down into the basement, he has them all tied up and gagged in chairs. Admiring his handy work, he turns off the basement lights and crashes onto the couch to sleep.

Alastor wakes up the following day feeling freshly rested and ready for the fun to begin. With a yawn, he walks down into the basement, turning on the light, momentarily blinding his captives. He smirks as their eyes land on him.

"Good morning! I hope you two slept well; you'll need it after all. Don't fret; I'm not going to do anything to you. Besides, can't have it look like you've been murdered; that'll only draw in some more suspicions. That's the last thing I need to happen. Now, how about you two write some notes for me?" Alastor says to them. He unties their forearms from the chairs but still has them bound in their upper arms. He hands them both a notepad and a pencil. They looked at him in confusion. "Oh, don't give me that look. Go ahead and write your suicide notes."

Alastor was growing irritated. They've been at this for a few hours now. His captives refused to write anything; it wasn't a note if they did. He dragged a hand down his face out of frustration before an idea popped into his head. He left the basement, turning off the lights again for sound measurement and a bit of torture. He retrieves their phones from where he stashed them earlier. Using their phones to send messages back and forth between the two of them.

Alastor looks around the living room where he's sitting and glances up at the photos around him. One in particular catches his eye and approaches it for a better view. The picture is quite beautiful, and a smile creeps onto his face. What a shame that all the people in these photos will soon cease to exist.

He stalks back into the basement with two syringes in his hand. He approaches Ezekial first and forces his mouth to open, where he injects the medication under his tongue. He watches as Ezekial's body shakes forcefully as the drug takes effect. Soon enough, his body stills, and all life that once was there is now gone. Alastor turns his attention to Blakely afterward, doing the same thing to her.

After cleaning up everything, Alastor glances back at the scene before him. His victims are hanging by the basement's support beams. He even kicked the chairs to make them look more realistic. Alastor smirks over the scene in front of him before leaving the house. It's late in the evening again as he turns on his truck.

The Minnesota state line comes and goes, and Alastor pulls over on the side of an empty street. He replaces his fake Minnesota license plates with his Louisiana ones. Rosie really outdid herself in helping him out with this one. He's going to have to reward her heavily for the help. He runs a hand through his hair again, wholly spent. A grin soon crosses his face, realizing that no more people would bother him. He can't wait to return home to his precious (Y/N). After all, she's safe now and forever.

A/N: I hope everyone enjoyed and thanks for reading! :)