Alastor's Old Acquaintance

Ch 5 Shit Goes Down

When Charlie's limo had dropped off Hearth, Anne, Pike, Dedmin and Kate back to their Manor, they probably didn't think about what conversations would happen after the front door was closed. "Boss, what the ever loving HELL was all that about?" Pike questioned.

"You'll need to be more specific, Pike." Hearth said, hanging up their blazer on the coat rack.

"All that talk about the tree of your own destruction and someone watering it. And what was up with Jack? I've never seen him more scared..." Pike responded, grabbing a box of cereal from the cupboard.

Anme nodded. "I'm wif Pike on vis one. Jacques has never zeemed zo terrified!"

Hearth sighed. "I know I tell you all nothing like the prick that I am, but I needed to say a small bit of information about myself so Charlie would at least trust me."

Dedmin attempted to raised an eyebrow. "Why would that be important?"

Hearth was already raiding the food, and had opened a box of waffles. "If they start snooping, trying to find things out about me, they'll probably go to Lucifer, and I have no doubt in my mind he has files of some sort, with info on all the denizens of Hell."

Pike began eating out of the box of cereal with his hands. "What's so bad about your past that makes keeping all these secrets so important?"

Everyone could feel the grin on Hearth's face. "Let's just say, I may have caused some mysterious things to happen a few decades ago."

By the time they finished that sentence, Hearth had consumed all twelve waffles from the box, and began eating the donuts. "How on Earth do you eat all that food?" Dedmin asked.

"I burn the calories." Hearth responded, in an annoyingly serious tone.

Anne sighed. "I'm going to bed. Au revoir!"

Kate nodded. "Cheers, everyone, I'm going to."

Dedmin attempted a smile. "Yup, me and Pike are gonna go to bed to."

Pike put his thumbs up. "I'm following you now, Dedmin."

When everyone left, and the donuts were no more, Hearth fell onto the couch, and black smoke began drooling out, and then, they spoke in hundreds, possibly thousands, of different voices. "W̸̛̘̊́ḩ̴̫̞̭̊́̕͜y̸͔̗͎͔͍̓̑̓ ̶̧̼̮͍̱̋̿̕a̷̼̓ṙ̸̮̟̍̋̕ẻ̴̪̘̠̪͑ ̷͓̦́̀ţ̶̠̲̠̑̄͗͛͠͝ͅḩ̴̣͐͝ḙ̸̾͑͠y̵̧̛̝͆̌́͠ ̵̫̣̰̇̈́̀̀ͅa̵̡̛̦̯͉̚l̴̤̮̈́̇ļ̸͕͈̱̜̀͆̓̃̈́͠ͅ ̸̧̜̱̎̔̈́͛̕s̴͍̳̠̺͆̌̔ȯ̵̹̰̺̏̀͘ͅ ̵̙͇̳̲̙͙̄̾̔d̷͍̋̋͘ͅě̴̟͙̮͊̓ņ̴̥̠̥͓̥̈́̕͝s̶͙͉̼̩̋̽̐̉è̵̹̩̱̚?̶̭̼͇̘́̕̕͝ "

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The next morning, Hearth's group woke up and saw Hearth on the couch, the smoke still drooling from their sockets. "Hearth?" Kate asked, worry in her voice.

"Ȕ̵͇̲͠ṅ̵̟̲̌f̵̙̔o̸̖̦̎̾r̷͇̓͝t̵̢̲̄͗ȕ̷̯̀n̸̘̹͌a̶̯̼͘ț̶̡́e̷͚̐̇l̶̛̻y̸̫̪̽͘ ̶͎̍f̷̛͉̝o̴͈͒̈r̶̔ͅ ̸̮͗y̷̥͈͗o̵̰̎͝u̸͍͌̍ ̶̯̌̌ä̸̞̰́s̴̰͎̑s̷͖͙͆͛ḫ̵̽o̵̻̓l̴̢̹̉e̴̩̜͗̎s̵̛̟͙,̵̜͓̀̐ ̶̖̩̌̑t̸̯̽͘ḫ̷͒͠ȧ̶͘͜ť̷̫͋ ̷̫͚̚s̶̼͊̐o̵͍̖͐̍u̴̥̙͒l̶̫̃̾ ̸̳̣͑͑ć̸̢ỏ̶͈̑ͅñ̷͓s̸̖̚ū̶̦͚͒m̶̤̼̏e̸͕͆̔͜r̷̨͕͝ ̸̹̳̀i̵̡̡̾̚s̶̲̍n̴͖̄'̶͔̞͘t̸̪̃ ̶͓̦̃̕a̵̭͒ͅb̸̲͂̑l̸̖̽̍e̷̱̊̓ ̷́̑ͅt̸̡͂õ̷͖͒ͅ ̷͎̾͛s̴͎͉̃́p̶̼͑̎è̸̟̼͠a̷̧̛̻̒k̶̫͂͝ ̷̼̭̇̅r̵̟͒͝i̸̻̳̍̈́g̷͈̑h̶̰̅͠t̷͖͔̅͝ ̵̱̹̇͝n̷͚̍ỏ̵̰̙w̵̝̪͆͑.̶̱́.̴̣̾.̴͇̞̇ ̸̯̟̈́" Thousands of voices responded.