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.

"You're broken from the start, Vincent. No victory will ever be enough for you." Vox has finally done it. He's a god. He's ascended to Heaven, and now he's their King. But ruling Heaven with Velvette, his best friend, isn't all he dreamed it would be. Civil unrest is brewing amongst the angels, and the war has already taken so much from him-including his pride. But there's a garden in Heaven that houses his heart, and it's tucked within the palace walls. There, a demon is imprisoned, always watching, never smiling. Never again smiling. Alastor, the Shadow of New Orleans, in chains amongst the roses. And, whether either of them is capable of understanding it or not, those chains are about to break. *TW // Blood, knives/weaponry, flashbacks/nightmares, violence, vulgar language, major character death, potentially disturbing imagery, abuse, sexual imagery and smut, self-harm; Please keep these TWs in mind. I don't sugarcoat things.

One explosive fight between Vox and Alastor ends with a catastrophic side effect: they go back in time. Now stuck in the past, they come face to face with their younger selves - back when they shared an inspiring partnership, ambitious dreams, and something dangerously close to trust. Convinced the other will ruin everything, present-day Alastor and Vox try to sabotage their own history before the inevitable betrayal can happen. There's just one problem. The more they try to stop it... the more they remember why it ever mattered. Will friendship survive this time? Or will it become something... else? - English isn't my first language, so I'm using ChatGPT to help with my grammar. * This is my 4th RadioStatic fanfic! You can also read: 1. No Mercy 2. Broken Glass 3. Enemies With Benefits Thank you so much for reading, I hope you enjoy this story! - Noel 🌸 Chapters: 70