Fallen (Alastor x reader)

•Down Please•

I smiled at his appearance. It had been nearly the whole amount years since I saw him.
After greeting each other he said, "You know I'll have to cut ties with you when you're in Hell right?" "Yeah, but I've learned my powers pretty well, you picked them out right?" I ask. "Yeah, why?" He questions. "Just to say thanks," I mention. I only have a month left in this dimension." " I may as well start telling you the works of Hell then."

(Quick note: yes, if you know undertale some of the powers of your character are based off sans' 😂)

He soon went over all the things in Hell: what new times brought, modernization and things like that. Over the next three weeks, I learnt as much as someone who'd been in hell their whole life.
It was my last day in his dimension. "One more thing (y/n)," Death said. "Yes?" I answer. "Thanks for getting the Angel souls, and here," he tossed me some clothes. These will do you nicely in hell. The entire outfit had a sweatshirt, black leggings, and a choker.

"Your clothes will still change and one or two things on your appearance will too of course. "Like?" I urge. "Well you didn't hear it from me but one of your wings will turn skeletal, and you will have a permanent black half of a halo when you aren't using magic. "Why doesn't it just show now?" I ask. "I don't know rules of Hell I guess," he says.
   I watch a TV that Death smuggled from Hell for the rest of the day. Of course the only thing on the news is the princess of Hell singing a song. Ridiculous. "One more thing about your appearance, you will look like your normal age in Hell. 23 year old (y/n) because time here takes twice as long," he states while poking his head in the door. "Cool," I say. I soon retire to bed barely being able to sleep for the next morning.
   I get waken up by confetti. "Really Death," I say. "Yes! I need a reason to celebrate considering I'm the grim reaper," he rejoices. "Didn't take you as the happy type I guess," I say confused. I summon a skeleton dragon head so I can practice my powers one last time (yes undertale reference 😂).
  I look at him, confused whether I should give him a hug or not. "You don't have to. I know you don't like to 'EXprESs fEeLiNgs'," he says naggingly. I roll my eyes. "Thank you again, Death" "No problem, " he says. Then he snaps his fingers. I black out.

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   I wake up in what must be Hell. "Jesus Christ," I say. The first thing I do is examine myself in a broken mirror in the alleyway I woke up in. He really was right. My left wing had turned to bones. The first thing I did was check if I could fly. I could still move the skeleton wing, so I took of in the alley way. "Guess I can still fly," I said. I looked a little more and saw the broken half of a halo on my head. When I summoned a dragon head the halo formed into a full one. "Well, I'm just gonna turn into the bird and take off," I thought to myself. I really didn't care what my clothes were like, considering No one could see them in my bird state.
   I was going to find my mom. She is the reason I'm here anyways. I am about to go look for her when I realize I need money. I fly around a little bit before I stop for a rest. When I look down from the building I'm sitting on (in bird form still of course) I see something that makes my heart stop. A large rift is in the ground with large black tentacles surrounding something being pulled in. There are soul-Type things surrounding it. I look at the demons standing near it. The princess, Charlie, another female demon with an x over her eye, a weird cat thing with wings, a small female demon with one eye, and what can only be the radio demon. I may not have been in Hell before but I had a TV that was. He was on the news a few times. What was a goody-two-shoes princess doing with him?
   I flew away, knowing that I shouldn't stick around here if I didn't want a fight. As I was flying away I lost focus and I accidentally shifted out of bird form. As I fell I realized I still had wings. DUH. I spread them apart and started flapping them.
  A few demons watched me hover just before hitting the ground. I walked away as if nothing had happened. Already drawing attention. When I walked around the corner I felt eyes on me. Why didn't I look at my clothes!? But to my surprise when I looked down at myself I was wearing a slightly cropped dark yellow hoodie, the same black leggings, and a spiked collar on my neck. Normal apparel for down here.
   I walked into a bar and sat down. The barista came over before looking at me in shock. "What are YOU looking at?" I hiss. "Well sorry but I'm not the only one looking at you if you can't tell," she said annoyed. "What do ya mean?" I ask. "How are you so oblivious? You know you look exactly like the Angel that killed all those arch angels," she says. " How the fuck did people in Hell learn about that?" " Well word travel- WAIT YOU'RE THAT ANGEL!?!" at this point the whole 4 people in the bar were looking at me. I rubbed my temples when I felt the presence of my dragon heads appear. " If you dare tell ANYONE that I'm here, I will personally hunt you down and kill you," I said as threateningly as possible. I walked out. I don't know why I bothered to do that, considering the people in the bar would tell anyway.
    I bumped into the same girl who I saw before with an x on her eye. She looked like she was about to say something before I morphed into a bird and flew away.