Hellbound | Alastor x reader

Daddy issues 2

You both held your weapons at the ready, never daring to let your guard down. His narrowed eyes and wide smile looked intimidating. But you didn't look weak either. Your eyes were filled with a sense of determination, for not dying at the hands of the likes of him. Your mind started shooting thoughts at itself.

You can't take on such a powerful being (y/n). His multiple wings are a sign enough to show how powerful he must have been amongst the angels.

Then he strikes his cane at you. You defend with your spear. He waves his free hand in the air and a bunch of ghostly souls appear all around you. You get away from him and manage to fend off the spirits with a couple of magical (f/c) tentacles. Another thought pops into your conscience.

Even if you could somehow outwit him (y/n), you couldn't kill him. He's Charlie's dad! You couldn't dare hurt him. But neither can you manage him if he still stands.

As you're overcome with the reality of the mess you're in, you feel a hard metal object hit you from behind. Lucifer's had got behind you when you were fending off the spirits. You fell to the ground and you groaned in pain. Lucifer bent down and grabbed you by the throat. He lifted you up and looked at you with spiteful eyes.

"What a fragile little angel you are. You shouldn't be down here, should you? Your body feels so brittle, shall I fix it for you?", he says with menace glowing in his eyes. Small chuckles accompanied his words.

He begins to tighten his grip around your neck, choking you ever so slowly. The pain slowly seeps into you as you find it harder to breathe. You struggle to get free but his grip is too tight. He began to laugh at your desperation to escape. His laughs suddenly reminded of someone else. Another man who enjoyed seeing your frantic struggles. For some reason, your mouth moved on its own and you managed to mutter something. Even you didn't know why you did so, it felt so bizarre yet it also felt right.

"H-help m-me..........-"

"What was that dear? Help? Now, who would help you hmmm?", Lucifer mocks you.

"A-al-ast-or", your words were jerky but audible.

When Lucifer heard this the contempt filled look in his eyes was replaced with one of interest. He raised an eyebrow at you. He almost burst into laughter.

"You have to be joking, rig-", Lucifer's interrupted by a voice, a static-filled voice. His eyes almost pop out of their sockets.

"Called for me dear? Forgive me for the delay.", Alastor's static voice whispered in your ear as you felt the hand on your neck disappear.

You felt his hands lift you and place you down on a couch. Alastor then leans into your face and presses his lips against yours. Your super confused for a minute. But as he pulls back his usual smiley face is replaced with a rather terrifying one. His eyes have turned into radio dials and his smile is even wider than usual which is surreal. He turns to face Lucifer who looks impressed but also a bit concerned.

You then feel something wet drip down your lips. It takes you a moment to realize it was your lips, Alastor had bit your lips and they were slightly bleeding. The fact hits you like a bus. He didn't mean kiss you, he just wanted your blood to increase his power. Angel blood is known for increasing one's magical abilities. Sure enough, he looked way scarier than usual.

"Why Alastor, old friend. What brings you here?"

"Shouldn't I be asking that Lucy?"

Before you realize it they're in a heated battle. It seemed like Alastor was dominating and for a moment you thought he might just end Lucifer. But suddenly you hear noises from the door. You all turn your attention to the door and pause, like deer caught in headlights. You quickly glimpse at the clock and you look towards the two men in terror. You moth the words 'Charlie's back' to them.

Moments later Charlie, Vaggie, Husk, Niffty, and Angel all enter the hotel lobby. They're talking about something and they look to you. Your standing behind the bar with a shaker in your hand, Alastor sitting on the other side. A friend of yours from when you were alive used to be a bartender. He'd taught you how to make a decent drink and a few other tricks so you put them to use.

You flipped a few bottles into the air and catch them just in time, pouring each one into the shaker. You close the top and flip it around in a series of movements. You catch it at last and pour the contents into two glasses, you also find little umbrellas to top it off and slide them to Alastor. The whole crew just stares at you in awe and Husk has an expression on his face that clearly states 'You wanna steal my job now?!'. You can't hold back the laughter and just burst out.

"My, my darling. I must say, that was very impressive and this isn't too bad either.", Alastor says as he takes a sip of his drink.

Angel then breaks the silence. "Wow! That was some rad moves toots! You gotta teach me those.", he says with huge eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

"That was very impressive (y/n). You never told me you knew that stuff, I might just promote you to.......or maybe not.", Charlie quickly changes her mind when she sees a depressed Husk which is weird.

"But why two drinks. Don't tell me you drink now? And who is that?", Vaggie asks with concern pointing at your unconscious father.

"That's just my dad, he drank too much and the drink's not for me. It's for him.", you say pointing to the figure behind Alastor.

Lucifer steps in front revealing himself and the once lively room goes dead silent.

"D-dad? What are you doing here?", Charlie asks a bit confused.

"Why I just thought I'd give you a visit sweetheart. I see you've made some new acquaintances.", Lucifer says as he scans the room.

"Why don't we all leave the room so you two can talk in some privacy, huh? Come one, everyone out now.", you signal everyone towards the door.

Angel, Husk, and Niffty leave and you say you'll follow after you get your hat. You turn around to get your hat but Lucifer shamelessly charges at you and Alastor blocks him. They both break into a fight once again and Charlie is very confused.

"Dad what are you doing?", she shouts.

"Don't worry sweetie, its just business.", he says holding off Alastor.

Your speechless as you try to think of a way to stop this but you have no clue. The two men start throwing sharp spike-like things at each other. Alastor also summons a few tentacles and ghouls. You pull Charlie into a corner to get out of danger but she struggles out of your grip and runs towards the men. She desperately tries to stop them but they clearly weren't listening. It's in between this madness that you notice one of Lucifer's spikes ricocheting as Alastor defends himself. You realize something terrible is about to happen. The spike is now redirected directly at Charlie and she freezes in terror. Everyone turns to her, her own father watching helplessly as he can't do anything. He screams for his daughter. Charlie closes her eyes anticipating the strike but feels nothing.

When she opens her eyes she finds you standing in front of her. Your wings are protectively covered around her and the spike has pierced through your stomach. Your wings slightly droop as you feel the pain surging through your whole body. You slowly look down at the strange spike that's protruding from your stomach, dripping with blood that's pouring out of your wound. Your clothes are drenched in the crimson liquid. Blood starts flowing out of your mouth and you find it hard to breathe. You feel your body go limp as it hits the ground. You lay there in the pool of your own blood, your wings stained red.

You just stare at the blurry image of the three demons looking at you with distress. Lucifer's face held a mix of emotions. Confused if to triumph in him defeating you, to be happy his daughter was saved or to feel guilty at the fact that he killed the very saviour of his child. Charlie was on her knees and calling for help. You could hear fuzzy noises of footsteps coming towards you. Alastor pushed past Charlie and embraces your body. Life slowly fading from it. You could faintly see his face, the smile almost completely gone. His eyes looked broken, the kind of grief of losing someone you cared for filled those eyes. You raised your hands to his cheeks and managed a weak smile to reassure him. Your hand left your blood on his cheeks. You then closed your eyes as this familiar feeling filled your body. Life slowly drifting away, yet it wasn't warmth this time, it felt cold, lonely.

______________________________________
(A/n): No your not dead, yet! I'm not ending your misery that easy, you have a lot more to suffer. *Creepy witch laughs* I'm gonna stop talking now.