Previously-
Vincent chuckled, "Still as charismatic as usual." he handed him a glass. And they both calmly drank. When they were done, Vincent asked. "So. What brings you here tonight my friend? Anything new?" The very question made Alastor grin even more (if that were possible).
"You could say that my friend. Though, some of news I have to share with you are not that all thrilling~." he mused to Vincent. That made the man give Alastor a questioning brow. "Let's just say, it has something to do with the regards of your young 'Demon Bella~." Alastor swooned.
Third person point of view-
After hearing that, all that Vincent did was let out a sigh. "If your referring to the matter of my daughter coming here to Hell by herself and my wife at my villa. I'm already well aware of it." he told Alastor, taking another drink of his Brandy. "Though I question on how you know of this." he said turning to the said demon.
Alastor ginned, "Oh I happen to come across anew line of 'business with the young and naïve princess. And happen to find your little girl in the process!" he chimed. That caught Vincent's attention, "You're participating in Charlie's rehab project?" he asked giving Alastor a very sceptic look.
The 'Radio demon shook his head, "No, No, No my friend. I'm merely helping her run her silly hotel. As a new form of entertainment for myself." "In other words, your only helping just to see demons who 'might join in the project fail. For you to get a laugh out of it." Vincent deduced with a smirk. Alastor laughed, "HA, HA, HA! You know me to well Vince old boy!"
Vincent chuckled. "Well, you had me a little concerned there for a moment. I don't picture you doing such events with out having some benefit for yourself in return." then he went stern for a moment, "However, if you plan on harming Charlie and her friends."
Alastor cut him off, "Rest assured my friend, if I wanted to hurt any of then at that time. I would done it at that moment. As I'm sure your aware." he pointed out. That made the man relax a bit. "That is true." he said. "Back to the current subject. You said that my daughter is at Charlie's hotel?" he questioned.
He received a nod, "Indeed, she is also offering to help serve necessary provisions." Alastor told him. "Hmm, I assumed Erica would live with Lucifer and his family. Charlie's hotel would have been my third choice." said Vincent. "And what was to be your second choice?" Al asked. "You residence of course." Vincent simply answered.
"Well, the idea of staying at the hotel was your 'pest of a shadow assistant's suggestion." Alastor hissed in annoyance. "I see." Then Alastor brought up something else to Vincent's attention. "Anyway, I wanted to inform you that I've discovered the reason of your wife's and daughter's separation."
"Oh, and might I ask how?" Vincent asked. "Just peered through the memories of your daughter's late events that have happened today." Alastor answered. Vincent narrowed his eyes at him. "Just today, correct?" Al nodded to him. "Yes, I wouldn't dream of invading you darling's privacy." that got him an eye roll. "Anyway, you were saying." Vincent said, asking him to continue.
"Right, so Erica's enjoyed her day quite well at the beginning. Received many gifts along the way.~" Alastor mused. Vincent smiled, "But of course, it's her birthday after all." he chuckled. Al continued.
"Anyway, when she and Miss Misty were returning home. The entire property was like a platoon stampede across it." He saw Vincent start to get on edge. "Upon closer inspection, I found that someone, had sent shadow worgs after your daughter an d wife."
The sound of glass shattering was heard. Alastor turned to see that Vincent had broke his glass in his hand. "You say someone had sent those creatures after my wife and daughter?" he asked with a growl, his gaze darkening. Alastor grinned, "Yes, and I'm willing to assume that they may have come threw the 'rift you spoke of earlier." he added.
Vincent started to pace away from Alastor and back a few times in thought. "The knowledge of creating 'shadow worgs have been lost since it was outlawed centuries ago." he muttered under his breath. "Indeed, and the only possible way to regain that said knowledge is with-" Vincent finished what Alastor was about to say. "The Forbidden Black Grimoire."
A moment of tense silence was in the air as the two men just stood there in the room. Then Vincent started to march to the door and left the room with Alastor following. "Agatha!" he yelled out. The said woman appeared just around the corner. "Yes sir?" "Fetch me my coat. I'm going out. And if anyone asks where I am, tell them I have urgent business to attend to." he proclamed to her.
"Of course sir." she left to to do her first order. She met up with him at the front entrance and handed him his coat right before he walked out the door. "Checking the volt I take it?" Alastor questioned. "Where else?" Vincent snarked. Using his magic, Vincent waved his hand and a slash of light appeared in front of the two. At first it would seem like a hole in thin air but it was actually an opening to a different area in hell. One that no one but Vincent, Lucifer and Alastor knows about.
When Vincent and Alastor went through, they were met with a great mountain with many dead trees and boulders surrounding it. At the base of the mountain was a large stone crafted door. Around it was pillars of stone carved snakes and small human figures. On the top was a head of an unknown beast. On the doors were also snakes.
(Instead of Fleur-de-lis symbols on the doors imagine pentagrams)
"Hmm~ Been a while since I've seen the 'Restricted Archive's~." Alastor hummed. "Out of curiosity Al, exactly when was the last time you came here?" Vincent asked with suspicion in his tone. As they walked up to the door, Alastor answered. "Since you last did an check inspection Vince. Are you suspecting me of a sort?" Alastor asked, pretending to be offended.
"You know as well as I the 'one can't be to cautious in such situations." Vincent replied back. Going up to a stone slab that was on the door. The slab was circular, with hellish symbols etched around it's edges. In the center was a imprint of a hand.
Vincent brought out his hand and took off the glove with his teeth. Pulling out a knife, he made a small cut in the palm of his hand and placed that hand on a slab where the imprint was.
Suddenly the hand imprint and the symbols around it glowed bright red. And soon the entire frame of the doors began to tremble, as if there was an earthquake where they stood. Vincent removed his hand and he and Alastor took a few steps back. The doors opened inward showing nothing but darkness on the other side.
When Vincent and Alastor walked in, the doors slowly closed behind them. Leaving them in the dark. Then, out of nowhere a fire lit torch appeared in front of them. Lighting up the area around them. But only to a thirteen foot radios and height. There before them were towering corridors of bookshelves.
(Imagine torches on the sides of each shelve even on the lower ones)
But it wasn't just books. There were also tablets made from different materials, scrolls, plaques, and parchments to. All different forms of reading materials were here. As the two walked down the torches on the shelves lit up as they were close.
For a while they walked, till they finally came to a door that looked similar to the front entrance. Only it just had the snakes and the beast head, with flaming lit torches.
(Imagine the circles as pentagrams and ancient writing symbols on it to)
With the same method to open the entrance doors, Vincent opened this one. But inside was not the same. On the other side of the doors was a dark gloomy cavern that had a arch shape roofing with pillars to support it. Where the two men stood was a ledge that had a single path to an alter. Surrounding it and the pillars was a deep abyss that looked to have no bottom.
On the alter was a single, black, book. That book was the Forbidden Black Grimoire. A book that contained the darkest magic, spells, and power from every country in the living world and in the circles of Hell. Vincent walked across the path in post haste, leaving Alastor at the entrance. "Care to explain why this vault is open?" he heard a voice behind him. Alastor turned to see the ruler of Hell himself, Lucifer.
He turned to him, smile never leaving his face. "Just doing a little inventory~." Al mused, though it didn't please Lucifer in the slightest. Alastor chuckled as he went on, "Also apparently Vincent's wife and child came here separately do to a, 'shadow worg attack on their property in the 'living world.~" he stated.
That shocked Lucifer greatly as he turned to his attention to Vincent; now figuring out the reason for the sudden 'check up on the book. When Vincent approached it he clenched his fists. Vincent grabbed the book and threw it across the room, but not before setting it ablaze.
"Vincent! What are you-!?" "Take a closer look." Vincent cut off Lucifer harshly with out looking at him. Both Lucifer and Alastor looked at the burning book, as it burned it only looked like the grimoire but they both notice the things that was wrong with it.
First of all, it wouldn't have caught on fire that easily due to the magic it held, second with all the dark essence and black magic it held; any mortal or demon could feel the overwhelming vibe it gave off. And third, the book was "Blank?! This is a fake!" Lucifer sneered. "The Archive vault's been breached." Vincent replied gravely.
"Well this is rather quite unfortunate." said Alastor. "Lucifer." the two man looked over to Vincent who had walked back to them. "With your permission, I would like to conduct an immediate monarch conference in the coming morning." he consoled boldly.
This made the underworld ruler give the man a brow. "You want to schedule a monarch conference a month early? You realize this will create suspicion among the denizens." Lucifer pointed out. "True, but if we have it early. Then it would let the one responsible for this treachery know that we're aware of their crime." Vincent reasoned.
"That may be Vince but, exactly how do you plan on finding them if you conduct the conference then?" Lucifer asked. As he waited for an answer, Alastor replied. "Well evidently they will have to use the grimoire again. And we all know that when using the grimoire it releases waves of it's power. Practically alerting all overlords or any powerful denizens."
Vincent nodded in agreement. "Exactly, and I can only assume that the reason that we couldn't sense it being used the first time was hypothetically during the cleansing." he theorized. Lucifer looked at Vincent one more time, then sighed in defeat. "Alright I'll send the word." he said.
"Thank you. And also Lucifer." "Yes?" "It might be best to leave Charlie out of this. I do not wish to involve her any trouble." Vincent concerningly suggested. Lucifer nodded in understanding. "Do you plan on seeing your daughter any time?" he asked. "Yes, but still in secret. The less she knows my face and this situation. The safer she'll be." Vincent replied.
Alastor coughed into his hand. "Then, if I may suggest checking on her now. I believe seeing her right then could do you some good my friend." he inputted. Vincent thought about it for a moment, then nodded. "That's not a bad idea." he turned to Lucifer. "Would you-" "I'll settle everything here and deal with the conference announcement." Lucifer cut him off.
"Thank you." with that, Vincent vanished. He reappeared in Erica's bedroom at the hotel. 'No doubt Misty modeled this room.' he thought, looking around. He smiled at the painting, "I remember that. Took Bethany a month to finish." he mused. His gaze stopped at Erica as she was asleep in her bed.
Vincent walked up to her bed side and kneeled down to her level. He couldn't help but smile warmly as he observed her slumbering form. Bringing out his hand, he brushed her head lovingly. Subconsciously, Erica leaned in to his touch. Making him smile more. "I promise my darling, I promise no one will hurt you. Not while I still breath." he vowed.
Soon he used his powers again, and slowly started to disappear. Turning over to her side, Erica's eyes cracked open just a bit. Only to see a figure in front of her. "Dad?" she moaned out. Vincent chuckled a bit as he petted her once more. "Happy Birthday, I love you Erica." he said. As she closed her eyes to go back to sleep, she unknowingly answered back. "I love you to dad." With that, Vincent was gone and Erica was asleep once more.
Stay Tuned Folks...….
A/N: Incase any one is wondering the Forbidden Black Grimoire looks like. Look up my story on Quotev.