Radio GaGa

Chapter 10 : Tears of an Angel

Alastor finished up the cooking and turned off the stove, then placed the plates out as he sat across from Angel. "Now then, you said we need to speak?" Alastor calmly asked as inside he was processing every movement Angel made trying to predict what was coming, and how serious what he was about to hear would be. Angel looked up from his coffee mug with a soft smile on his face as he spoke, "I-I want to thank you for saving me, a-and Cherri!" Alastor gave a slight nod as he paused eating and replied, "I was relieved to have arrived in time to be of assistance. How long was I out?" Angel was shocked, "You knew that'd happen?? Does it happen when you change?? Oh, um yeah, almost two weeks."

Alastor took a drink of coffee, "Only when I've truly expended all of my energy, I hadn't had much chance to build up my strength again after looking for where you were being held though thankfully none of them were prepared for me to show up either, it's a bit concerning that I needed so much rest afterwards. Dealing with them must have drained me more than I realized." Alastor sat in thought for a few moments. "Why didn't you tell me your such a hottie when you change? You must've been over 9 feet tall, was new for someone to be taller than me." Angel smirked and playfully teased as Alastor looked puzzled. "Did you say 9 feet tall? well, with the antlers I would say 11 is more accurate." Alastor nodded proudly. "Smiles, your just being modest now. The antlers were neat, and the black lines? Tattoos? Those were freaky looking but cool. Something wrong?" Angel was just giving his honest praise until he noticed that Alastor was looking confused and concerned.

"Your certain that I was standing around 9 feet tall? and black markings on my skin? My normal transformation has me stand just over 8 feet tall and my red skin has scarred etchings but they are normally red." Alastor asked to confirm the information, Angel just nodded in response. "Is there anything else I should know? About my appearance and while I was resting." Angel let out a sigh as he finished the meal, pushing the plate aside as he filled Alastor in on the details. The fact Val survived, the bounty placed on Angel, that Angel had been out for a week, and that the only reason Angel wasn't in the pit or worse was because of something Val had going on right now. "I don't know what Val's got planned but I know that it ain't no farewell party." Angel sighed sadly as he realized that things HAD to change or he would end up dead, again.

"First, I'll clean up after breakfast while you get dressed. Then we'll go to the hotel and speak with everyone there, I'm certain that princess has been working tirelessly on a solution." Alastor stood up while taking the plates and putting them into the sink then turning and leaning against the counter as he watched Angel go upstairs. For a brief moment Alastor let himself think of telling Angel how he was feeling, he had enjoyed the closeness during their meal together. Alastor shook his head as anything like that had to wait, Alastor's eyes glowed brightly as his fingers dug into his arms nearly drawing blood. Alastor had hoped that the damage he had done would have been enough to deter Valentino from trying to pursue Angel any longer and had also put out that bounty, something felt 'off' about Valentino's actions as he never asks for help making Alastor suspect that Valentino was playing the pig, to eat the tiger.

It was then that a shadow rose up and leaned over to Alastor's ear, which he then nodded his head toward the shadow. A darker shadow similar to the Eldritch sludge slowly rose up and took form, the shadow bowed slightly and waved a hand making red sigils appear in the air forming a message 'Gift of favor, Overlord'. Alastor looked at the shadow as a book emerged from within it's body, "And? What are you asking of Me?" The shadow shrugged its shoulders and Alastor continued to watch not moving an inch, Any power that was greater than his own would be looking to either partner with Alastor, have him owe favors or ensnare him. Alastor enjoyed doing things on his own and there was only One soul in all of Hell that Alastor would consider otherwise for, thankfully with the hotel and the number of demons there it shadowed and disguised this fact.