Slowly pulling a black handgun out from his pocket, the brunette walked closer until he was directly behind his prey. He pushed the gun against the back of the latters head, finger on the trigger. The taller man dropped his cigarette, holding his hands up in the air. "Alastor..." he whispered huskily. "Vox" alastor smirked. Vox slowly turned around "ive been waiting for you" "Well the waits over" Alastor moved his finger but Vox was quicker quickly grabbing the knife from his pocket and twirling alastor round into a headlock, knife against his throat. "Well thank fuck for that" Vox laughed but it was followed by a cough when Alastor elbowed him in the stomach causing him to drop his knife. Alastor kicked the knife away before moving and kicking Voxs knees causing him to drop down. Alastor held the gun out towards him. "This ends tonight." "I agree" Vox looked up at him smiling, slowly climbing onto one knee "Alastor Altruist..." Alastor raised an eyebrow watching him, tightening his grip on his weapon. "...Marry me" - OR - Alastor is an assassin under the most successful agency. Vox owns his ow agency. After alastor took out of one his best agents, they set a target on each others backs. But this is wattpad so of course they go from enemies to lovers.

"Now, the million dollar questions...Who is this killer, assuming it's someone other than The New Orleans Huntsman? Is he or she still in Louisiana? Have they already fled? Are they sneaking past us right now, under all of our very noses?" Vincent, unable to help it, turned up the radio, (again). He loved to hear people talk about himself, especially if they had such a lovely tone. He hadn't caught the host's name, maybe he'd- "They could be anyone of us. Killer, if you're listening..." The voice continued, uncaring of his inner thoughts. He held his breath, almost worried the smooth tongue would slip away forever lest he gave it his full focus. "Then make yourself known." With how the voice had just asked Vincent so prettily? Oh, he would. --- Or, Vincent has gone down to Louisiana, needing to continue rising through the ranks of stardom across television. But then he ends up meeting Alastor, a local Radio Star with a bad attitude that Vincent would love to fix. Too bad Alastor liked being difficult. Oh, and they're both serial killers, but neither of them know it yet. Who would have thought? - Updates on Sundays - Cover Art by duhaeriss on Tumblr & Twitter - Cross posted on Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/74673856/chapters/195022946