Alastor
(A voice rings out in a staticky old radio sound, "HELLO LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! I know that this story has been quite a mess to read, but rest assured, the promise is being fulfilled through the treacherous times. So all of you have terrific days that eventually go horribly wrong for my entertainment! Haha, just kidding, I hope you all have blessed days.")
"You can't keep denying it forever," the soft whisper rang through Alastor's ears.
"Quiet you obstreperous being," Alastor's static wasn't there but only his quiet yet demanding tone.
"Why must you be so dam insufferable," the voice shouted and demanded, "I gave you everything! You are practically a G-"
"I SAID QUIET," he shouted getting some weird looks from people that he never even knew were there. Though come to think of it, where was he. Alastor looked around finding himself a little lost, he never been to this side of hell.
No one seemed to pay him heed after his outburst, just went on with their business. The Radio Demon turned around in an attempt to find his way back, somehow his smile never faltering.
"Do you even how far you went?"
"I do not mind, I can wonder this far I can wonder right back," he hummed to himself as he kept moving on.
"You should know that you mean nothing to that-"
Alastor's hand swept behind him breaking some of the ground and rupturing blood vessels of a passing demon, causing him to burst into a blood pool; he just yelled for the voice to stop. Nothing else. The streets were quiet with fear as he turned back around and kept walking.
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Is This Really Hell? (Radiodust)
FanfictionA very, well, unlikely kind of couple, finding each other in hell, deals with the threats the place has and boring stuff. Alastor, the over powering, manipulative, and sickly gruesome, demon, has never really been nice to Angel Dust, the slutty, se...
