The daughter of the radio

Too pure for he'll chapter 5

Alastor spent the entire night tossing and turning in his bed, his shadow watching his daughter sleep, he was uneasy. After the visit from Artemia, he was uncomfortable, he wanted... No needed answers, how was Illusion a cursed child? And what did that mean about her future, he would have to talk to Charlie in the morning.

The deer demon would finally fall into a light sleep in the early hours of the morning, to him it felt like a few minutes but he found himself jolting away at a crash from downstairs. His eyes wide as he shot out of bed and rushed down the stairs, his ears twitched around before he heard Illusion mumble in the kitchen as he raced over.

Inside Illusion was picking up the pan she dropped, only a glance around would tell him what she was trying to do. She had the pancake mix out and poured into a bowl, but most had missed the bowl. He would soften his eyes as he wandered over. "Illusion?" He says softly.

The monochrome demon squeaked as she gazed up at him, "O-Oh good morning daddy." She says softly, "Good morning my little fawn, what are you up to my dear?" He hums softly, he already knew just by what was on the Isle, but was curious on her response. "Oh that. I wanted to surprise you with breakfast." That caused a warm feeling to fill his chest, how did he get so lucky to have such a sweet little darling?

"Let me help you my dear. Your still a little bit too young for that." He chuckles softly, as he began to clean up the pancake mix, he'd glance to Illusion as he cleaned it as she placed the pan onto the stove, he turned back to his cleaning before turned on the old fashion radio that was in his kitchen. It began to play old songs from his time.

He would begin to make the pancake batter before allowing Illusion to keep mixing it as he started heating up the pan putting a little bit of butter to prevent the pancakes from sticking once it melted. He began to tap his foot foot as the music continued, Illusion was still mixing the batter he knew the small girl wasn't a huge fan of the older music but she put up with it when she had to.

She would perk up as the radio suddenly changed to one of her favorite artist, Stone cold by Demi lovato began to fill the room, his grin widening as she seemed to perk up and bounce excitedly. Alastor began to cook the pancakes before blinking at the knock at the door. "Illusion can you.. get that." He says softly his Shadow appearing in the wall by him before following after the small girl as she raced to the door.

Illusion slowly peeked the door open blinking a bit, before she grinned "Charlie!" She cheered as she let her inside. "Hey there kiddo. I came to check on you and that horn of yours, does it feel better?" The princess would slowly follow Illusion to the kitchen. "It hurts a bit but it's better." She shrugged.

"Oh hello Charlie, your up early don't you think?" Alastor asked softly as he kept cooking, he had one already on a plate. "Yaaa. It is, but I was worried about Illusion. Good to see that she is just fine." She smiled a bit, "Illusion why don't you got play? I need to speak with Charlie." The radio demon says softly.

Illusion would leave quickly, Alastor continued to cook as he spoke. "Many people have called Illusion a curse. Is there any reason why?" He asked smoothly. "It's because she's a pure soul. Scrafices are usually tainted. She isn't, she's not supposed to be down here but she is forced to stay. She could cause a lot of damage when she is older." Charlie sighs.

"She really is too sweet to be down here." He murmured as he finished cooking. He called for Illusion inviting Charlie to stay for breakfast as he dished out food, Alastor gazing at his daughter occasionally.

He couldn't keep her here. He wasn't going to let her innocence be taken away. He'll figure out how to get her to heaven, even if it means he will lose her forever. A child shouldn't be in hell, shouldn't be witnessing what she see's every day.

'I'll get you there safe. Even if it's the last thing I do...'