The daughter of the radio

What goes on behind closed doors

Illusion had fallen asleep in Alastor's arms, his eyes never leaving where her horn snapped. It was a nasty looking break, pieces with sharp ends sticking out of the top. He shut his eyes as his mind began to wander. He could only imagine the fear that had gone through her head. He could only imagine the terror of what that mongrel would of done if she didn't make it. 

Alastor's opened his eyes and laid her on the couch his smile wide on his face as he wondered towards the elevator. He stepped in turning around as he pressed the 5th floor button. As soon as the door closed his face darkened, his anger visible in his eyes as he made his microphone appear in his hands the elevator stopped and he stepped out wandered down the hall.

His shadow was by the door quickly disappearing as Alastor knocked on the door only to hear a yelp from inside and a shuffle. As soon as he knew the door would not be answered he let out a chuckle, the large grin on his face widening.

The door swung open as Alastor stepped inside humming calmly before his eyes landed on the cowering figure in the corner. The door shut roughly on it's own. "Mind explaining why you were chasing my daughter?" He says calmly. His head tilting at a neck breaking angle.

"I wasn't!" The demon lied. How dare he. The radio demon would chuckle before symbols began to float in the air around him he lifted his hand slowly as his grin stretched out in a evil grin, "YoU mAdE a TeRrIbLe Mistake!" He laughed as he snapped a finger. A hole opened up in front of the deer demon, black tentacles coming from it.

The mongrel let out a fearful screech trying to shrink back into the corner as the tentacles advanced on him wrapping around his limbs. Tightening and pulling on his limbs, the demon narrowed is eyes as he realized what was about to happen and he began to shout in protest only for his limbs and head to be torn off.

Blood splattered across the floor and wall. Some on his boots. He straightened up before turning and leaving as the tentacles and the hole disappeared. He opened the door shutting it behind him as he headed to the elevator. He hummed as he pressed the button to go to the lobby. His grin no longer took up his entire face, hopefully Illusion was still asleep. The elevator stopped and the doors open as he stepped out and headed back to the main room.

He spotted Illusion, awake and upset Charlie was sitting beside her trying to keep her happy, his smile shrank as he watched his daughter reach up and touch her broken horn, her lip poking out in a pout as she got upset upon realizing her horn was truly broken. He wandered over slowly, Illusion almost instantly rushing to him when she saw him hugging his leg tightly. 

He rubbed her head softly before he kneeled down and picked her up. "Your alright my dear. I got you now, no one can hurt you." He murmured into her ear. She wrapped her arms around his neck. He began to hum a tune as he headed for the door.

Charlie opened it and uttered a goodbye waving after them. Alastor ignored the stares he got as he walked home singing quietly to her as he went. Right now his daughter cared more then what a few demons thought of him at that moment. 

The door opened on it's own as he stepped inside using his foot to close the door, he slowly headed to the den. Sitting down at the piano as he sit Illusion on his lap, the monochrome female blinking curiously as her father flexed his fingers before he began to play the piano.