Secrets of a Demon Heart || Alastor x Vox (RadioStatic) || Hazbin Hotel

Chapter 31

Tw: mentions of non-con

The unintentional magic trails left by Lilith circled around the entirety of hell. Lucifer, no matter how much he tried, couldn't get a clear hold of where the power was strongest. So, they searched every ring, one by one. The group had spent at least a 3 days in both Envy and Gluttony, and then spending another week in Greed. All of them had no idea where the Queen could have gone.

Eventually, they arrived at the Ring of Lust.

"Valentino would love it here..." Angel muttered once they first entered.

Large, glowing buildings were everywhere, electricity running through every inch of the ring. Every step you took would have a shop selling toys or a strippers bar. And if not either of those, a porn studio. There were restaurants dedicated to 'eating' and 'drinking', and the public toilets of this ring were hellhounds sat in a line. Overall, it was disgusting.

"Charlie, I am so sorry." Lucifer deadpanned, keeping his hat low on his head in an attempt to cover himself from the outside world and the outside world from him.

If this were any other day, Vox would have found this most entertaining. But he didn't have time to think about entertainment or amusement. Not when Alastor is probably getting tortured by the Queen of Hell.

A horrible thought suddenly entered the TV demon's mind, and he prayed that Alastor wasn't in the Lust Ring. If he was, Vox was scared what Lilith might make him go through.

"Hey, watch it you big block head!"

Vox jumped back, not realising he had crashed into another demon. He looked down to see two imps. One was red and white, wearing an expensive looking black jacket and a pair of sunglasses. The other was pure white, with multicoloured horns and rather long limbs.

"My apologies, let me help you." Vox extended a hand, and put on his most charming smile.

"Yeah, you should be sorry." The red imp muttered, brushing off dust. He helped his friend up, and was clearly about to continue cursing at Vox until his eyes met the King and Princess. "Uh..."

Lucifer however, just grinned. "Ah, Fizzaroli! Pleasure to see you again after Asmodeus and Mammon barged into my palace 9 years ago!" his tone was even more sarcastic than Alastor's at the moment.

"Aha...yeah. Sorry 'bout that. Oz and Mammon are just like that..." the imp with extra long arms and legs said.

"Mhm." Lucifer muttered. "Anyways, enough idle talk. I have business to discuss."

"With us?" The red imp asked.

"Yes, Blitzo."

"Damn, he got my name right. Perhaps he really is serious for once." the imp which Vox now knows as 'Blitzo' said.

"I'm sure you've heard about the missing Queen for Hell? My wife?" Lucifer began.

"It's the talk of the town, trust me." Fizzaroli said. "But so far, Oz hasn't found any solid clues. He traced some angelic magic, and followed the trail for days but it was just a never ending loop before it eventually headed to Wrath."

Lucifer nodded, getting ready to leave and beckoning Vox and the hotel members to follow.

"Wait." Vox called, and turned to face the imps again. "Have you ever heard of the Radio Demon?"

"Nope. Never have, and hopefully never will. A title like that sounds dangerous." Blitzo responded, whipping his head around and striding away.

Fizzaroli, however, seemed to have something click in his head. "Hold on, Blitzo." He looked at Vox. "The Radio Demon? Is that just a name, or is this Demon actually related to Radios?"

"It's related." Vox replied, a sense of hope and dread bubbling inside of him.

Fizzaroli turned back to his friend. "The other day...wasn't there...?"

Whatever he was thinking about, Blitzo seemed to catch on.

"What was there? What happened?" Charlie stepped forwards.

"Around a week ago, all the electricity in the Lust Ring was cut off, and replaced with a horrible ringing and buzzing static sound that could be heard from all the way in Gluttony. The sound lasted for 2 days without stop. Beezlebub and Oz were freaking out over it and turning hell upside down in an attempt to stop the noise. Eventually it did. Then it was Radio silence." Fizzaroli explained.

"Holy shit..." Husk muttered. Everyone else was thinking the same.

"So that means...that means Alastor is either in Gluttony or Lust. But we've checked Gluttony already, so that just means he has to be in Lust." Angel concluded. The spider's face dropped. Everyone's face dropped, all of them realising one thing.

"Hehe...so Fizz my good pal." Lucifer said. "Is consent a popular thing here in Lust?"

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Alastor wasn't even sure how he was alive. He has been left here in the basement of an unknown place with no food and no water. Sure, he has been through worse. But this wasn't supposed to happen. Lilith wasn't supposed to come. Alastor was supposed to be having dinner with Vox, or dancing with him on a balcony, or killing other overlords and laughing at their demise.

Wait. No.

That was supposed to happen 30 years ago.

Wait.

It was happening now.

Shit. His memories are becoming distorted.

Alastor clutched his head. The physical pain, he could handle. His angelic wound from Adam healed ages ago and Lilith hasn't been down here in days.

But the mental torture was killing him inside out, and somehow it was worse than ever before. Has Lilith drugged him, perhaps? Is this why his memories are so distorted?

"I am Alastor. I am the Radio Demon." He told himself.

"My best friend is Vox." he paused. That didn't sound right.

"No. My best friend is Charlie." he paused again. That sounded worse. He took a different approach.

"I own 178 souls. I own Niffty." He didn't own Niffty. That wasn't true.

"I own Angel Dust." What is he on about? He doesn't own Angel Dust.

"I own Husk." Thats more like it. "I own Husk. I trust Husk. He's going to save me. The hotel is going to save me." His mind drifted to Vox. "...Vox is going to save me."

No. Thats not true at all. Nobody's going to save him.

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I wasn't too sure how to show Alastor's mentality at this point and the fact that he's going crazy
Anyways, Vox angst next chapter (hopefully...maybe...most likely)