Hey, I'm back.

Now, as you can see, this story is marked Explicit (Mature on FFN). I tried (yes i tried) to make this story without any kind smut, but I unfortunately could not restrain myself.

Though, the smut is somewhat relative to the plot so please bare with me.

The story will primarily focus on Alastor and the OC (Idosing), but the rest of the characters will appear in different POVs or memories.

Anyway, that's it from me, here's the story!

(If you haven't read part 1, then read it now. For the sake of context.)

Alastor was gone.

The Radio Demon had disappeared from everyone without any kind of trace.

He gave only one last goodbye in the form of a radio broadcast, dedicated to all who heard it. Following the broadcast, Alastor's radio station was gone completely replaced with radio static.

Let's just say that sent everything over the edge.

While Alastor wasn't the biggest or even the most powerful in Hell, he had his image cemented into the culture of Hell. Without him, it sent people into a strange frenzy.

It was mostly trying to take over the airwaves of Hell's radio, and those who attempted to make a profit from some Alastor merchandise.

Then again, it was expected from Hell. However, many avoided anything that was Alastor's property such the Radio Tower and funnily enough, the Happy Hotel.

It appeared there was this strange mutual respect for Alastor. Not a lot of people dared to even set foot near the hotel, let alone get close to it.

To be honest, everyone at the hotel was grateful that nobody was taking advantage of Alastor's disappearance.

Charlie, Vaggie, Angel Dust, Husk and Niffty were currently in the princess's office and they were mostly silent.

Husk cleared his throat, bringing everyone's attention to him.

"So, what now?" Husk asked.

"Umm.." Charlie perked up, "Well, to start, we have to increase our defences. Alastor was our main bodyguard, and with him gone, we have to be much more cautious."

"So I guess me and Husk, have to take up the position?" Vaggie stated.

"I could do the same." Angel Dust said.

Charlie turned to the spider demon, "You have to take that position too. Definite backup for Husk and Vaggie."

"As for us?" Niffty asked.

Charlie gave a smirk, "We too have to stand our ground as Alastor said."

Husk sighed, "But what do we do with him?"

"Alastor?" Angel Dust asked.

Husk sighed once more, "Given that Alastor is gone, should we try to find him?"

The group looked at him oddly but each of them knew Husk was somewhat right.

"No." Charlie said, "I think Alastor can handle himself, and we have dealt without him before haven't we?"

Angel Dust shuddered, since that led to bad memories for him and pretty much all of them. Best not to remind themselves of 'that' incident.

"So, I guess we move on?" Charlie finally said after silence.

Everyone agreed, with some giving enthusiasm and Husk being his usual self, giving only a nod.

But the one thought that rang through everyone's head made them even sadder.

We'll miss you, Al.

Alastor was having the time of his life.

While the trek was probably not the greatest thing in existence, he found himself enjoying the walk across the desert.

He had rationed a majority of his food having only finished a bottle of water and a two cans of food. Since he didn't need any sleep (at least for a while), he was quite far into the desert.

But what truly brought Alastor's adrenaline to its limit was the wildlife.

Deserts usually had scarce wildlife and plenty of plants surprisingly.

However, in Hell, this desert had no kind of flora and plenty of deadly wildlife. Snakes, large cats and hyenas were present across the sandy landscape. They were much larger than their earthly counterparts (at least, to Alastor's knowledge).

Alastor didn't mind them until some decided to attack him, keeping him on edge. Especially those damned scorpions.

He had never cared for bugs unless he had to kill them because someone was scared of them. But if those who had a fear of insects came across the ones here, there would be a lot more screaming.

Alastor had a particular hatred for the constant presence of these scorpions. They were quite large at around Angel Dust's size for comparison. Those buggers kept stalking him at moments and the Radio Demon took care of them with his magic.

But everytime he tossed one away, at least another one would appear a few hours after.

Then, he began using the machete.

Alastor had to give it up to Idosing, the demon knew how to make a weapon. And a machete was a surprising fit for the deer.

Once he killed a few, the number of them that tried to follow him dropped. That was a good thing, since he was beginning to get quite tired.

Day and night passed as he trekked across for what seemed to be eternity. He walked to the top of one of the larger dunes which seemed to be a mountain.

Alastor stood at the top, trying to find Pentagram City on the horizon. He had not changed his direction from the start of his journey. His sense of direction was quite easy for him to understand where he was.

He was quite far from the city as he could barely see it anymore.

Alastor sat down on the dune, getting his thoughts together.

He was now quite far from home, but he was unsure how long it would take to reach the border of Hell. Obviously, it was going to take several weeks or months. And given his rations now, he could handle himself.

He chuckled as he stood up and made the next few steps on his journey.

"Only a few thousand miles, Al, only a few thousand more." he said to himself.

If there's one person you wouldn't think was worried for Alastor, it was Vox.

Even he had to admit, Alastor wasn't exactly his biggest foe. But what happened in the Radio Tower the other day surprised him.

He had never seen the Radio Demon so scared and insecure.

After that little fight, he expected a second attack from Al. Instead, Alastor made the decision to completely disappear.

This completely shocked Vox, as he didn't expect the deer to make such a decision. It would spark a strange curiosity for him.

Vox was trying to find out what had happened to Alastor as a secret hobby for the past week or so.

The Radio Demon's final broadcast didn't give him anything other than the strange story of a demon he once knew and his journey to find that said demon. Alastor gave a goodbye and that was it.

Unfortunately, Vox couldn't ask those closest to him since he had a rough relationship with them.

So, he turned to the next best thing.

Vox stood outside the large mansion within the city. He had messaged the person he wanted to meet for answers and he knew that this one would help him.

The mansion gate opened and he directed inside by a few servants. Vox knew where he as supposed to go and quickly arrived at where the person he wanted to meet with.

"You know, Vox. I didn't expect you to come and meet me." the man said as he sipped on some tea.

"Well, Lucifer. You know what I am."

Lucifer sat down on the table located on the balcony of the mansion which ladened with a set of teaware. Vox sat down on the other unoccupied chair, adjacent to the ruler of Hell.

He would've like to have some tea but he wanted to have some answers.

"I assume." Lucifer said as he put down his tea cup,"You're here because of Alastor, right?"

Vox chuckled, "Well, yes. Since with him gone..."

Lucifer raised his hand, making Vox stop.

"I was going to discuss this at the next summit of the Overlords. But I might as well as talk with you." Lucifer stated.

The ruler took a breath, "Even with Alastor gone, we can still continue. Surprisingly, he was one of the more... disposable Overlords on the pyramid."

"Alastor, as powerful as he was, his time had passed long ago. Especially after you came along." Lucifer said after a moment of silence.

"Yes, I knew that." Vox stated bluntly and taking a sip of the tea served. It was still hot but not too hot. The tea was a simple one but it still tasted nice.

Vox put down the tea on the table, "However, I want to ask some things about Alastor."

Lucifer looked surprised, but in all honesty, who wouldn't?

"Really?" Lucifer finally said, with some interest in his voice, "Well then, what kind of questions do you have?"

Vox adjusted himself, "I want to know what happened to him."

"Are you asking about his disappearance?" Lucifer said.

"No, no. I want to know about the attack on him."

Lucifer leaned back into the chair, "Ah, I see."

"Well then, I guess we start with the attack." Lucifer said after a moment of silence.

"During the Extermination this year, he was attacked by someone. I initially thought it was an Exterminator but the radio broadcast said it wasn't." Lucifer thought for a moment, "And let's just say he was badly injured."

Lucifer pulled out his phone and seemed look for something. Soon enough, he found what he was looking for and passed the phone to Vox.

Vox received the phone and looked at what Lucifer wanted to show him.

"The f*k?"

Lucifer smirked. Vox hated that part of him, which whenever he swore, it was an audible bleep.

But the reaction was suitable given that Lucifer showed him a picture of a body torn apart.

What he could assume to be Alastor's abdomen was torn apart by... something. It was a gaping hole of blood and flesh and he could see the body's organs and bones. The wound stretched from the lower stomach to the right collarbone.

Even if it was Alastor, he was impressed by the damage done.

"That's grotesque." Vox said as he passed the phone back.

"As I said, I thought it was an Exterminator at first. But after the radio broadcast, I asked my daughter if she had any pictures of the initial wound. She delivered."

Lucifer sighed, "After that, he was in the hotel for a majority of his healing. His mental state started to deteriorate around this time."

"How badly?" Vox asked.

"He became much more reclusive, more sad and no smiling whatsoever. He just became depressive after the attack."

"But even with the attack, he would've been stronger than that." Vox commented.

"That's the thing. He could've healed and remained himself but something else was happening underneath that deer."

Lucifer suddenly looked like that he finally realized something but he made no comment towards it.

He soon cleared his throat, "He became unstable and then.. he attacked my daughter. He didn't harm her, but it left an impression on her."

Vox too leaned back into his chair. There was a lot more drama happening to the deer demon than he expected.

"Say, did you and Al had a fight?" Lucifer perked up.

Vox looked at the ruler of Hell and nodded.

"Tell me, what happened."

Vox really didn't know how to say it but he tried to. He explained how he was initially there because he wanted to see what Alastor was up to. He had met Alastor just after, and after making a backhanded comment, it sent the Radio Demon into a fit of hysterical rage.

Alastor punched him relentlessly, for a few moments at least. He suddenly let out a strained scream before falling back onto the floor. Once Vox managed to get up, he quickly gave Alastor a taste of his medicine.

"I kicked him into his desk, and just as I'm about to punch him, he screams at me, 'Merci!'. But that wouldn't stop me."

Lucifer was listening intently though more for the story instead of the glee of gloriously punching Alastor.

"However, that's when things went awry. Tentacles manifested around me and dragged me away from him. They then tossed me quite far away from Alastor."

"What happened next?" Lucifer asked.

"The tentacles disappeared. And he just... started crying again."

Lucifer looked a bit surprised, "Again?"

"I admit that I had no idea how to react to this other than just listen." Vox stated, "But I wasn't so sure why this was the case."

"So what did you do next?"

"I.. left."

Lucifer looked shocked, "Why?"

"Even then, I knew Alastor was already much different than I thought, and his suffering was already happening. So, I quietly left."

Lucifer thought for a while, with his hand supporting his chin.

"Given that, he's gone now.." Vox stated, "I should've been more worried."

Lucifer chuckled, "I don't know what he's doing now. But I wish him the best of luck."

Both of them stared to the horizon, thinking of where the Radio Demon was.

And surprisingly, hoping he'd survive.