Is it just me or am I just writing these chapters really fast?
But, anyway, hope you enjoy.
Charlie paced around the front of the hotel.
With the visit of Lucifer to see her, she was insanely worried about it. Since the point of the visit was to see Alastor on the subject of his attack on her.
Speaking of Alastor, he seemed a bit more sociable but only around Husk and Niffty. He was still unwilling to face Charlie and Vaggie but he looked a smidge better than previously.
Charlie then heard the sound of a car pulling up to the hotel driveway and quickly saw a dark red muscle car driving up to her.
She knew that Lucifer had arrived.
The moment the car stopped at the front of the hotel, the rear door opened to reveal the ruler of Hell who then stepped out of the vehicle.
Lucifer wasn't exactly the most menacing person in Hell especially with contrasting tone of white that was quite notable from the red aesthetic of Hell. He was a bit shorter than Charlie but he looked quite similar to her from the appearance.
In terms of their relationship, Lucifer wasn't exactly keen on her idea of rehabilitating demons at first. However, he remained supportive of her idea once it proved to be successful. They remain on good terms even with some arguments.
Lucifer's chauffeur (presumably) quickly left the area as he faced his daughter.
"Hello." Charlie muttered with a smile.
Lucifer gave a smile towards her as he walked into the hotel lobby.
He observed the lobby as Charlie entered the hotel herself. The demons who were present mumbled amongst each other as Lucifer looked around.
"A bar doesn't seem fitting for a place like this." Lucifer finally said.
"Yeah, well.." Charlie said as she was beside her father,"..admittedly it only serves non-alcoholic beverages and we have a strict alcohol rule in our hotel so.."
"I see." Lucifer said.
Lucifer took particular interest in the numerous amenities within the hotel as they made their way to Alastor's suite. Since her father had never been inside the hotel before, Charlie was helpful to introduce the hotel's features to her father.
However, it was noticeable that Charlie was trying to delay the journey to the destination her father had in mind. Despite this,
Lucifer was more than keen to just follow his daughter's tour. They managed to visit the dining hall, the staff rooms and her personal office. Lucifer and Charlie kept smiling and talking throughout the trip.
But soon, they reached the sixth floor, where Alastor's room was.
"Charlie, I want to be alone when I'm in there." Lucifer said.
Charlie stopped and so did Lucifer, as they stood outside Alastor's door.
"Look, Alastor is in a very bad state. I just don't want you to kill him." Charlie said.
"I won't kill him, but I have to see for myself."
"Alright." Charlie murmured.
Reluctantly, she opened the door. And Lucifer promptly entered the room. Charlie saw Alastor staring outside of his window, peeking into the room.
Lucifer gave one last grin at her before shutting the door slowly.
With the door shut,Charlie leaned against the door slowly, almost praying for her father to spare her friend.
"I knew you'd be here soon."
Lucifer turned to Alastor who faced the window, "Your guess was correct."
Lucifer looked around the room. It was a bit clean, but it was noticable that Alastor had been here for a while. His luggage was a mess around the room and a box stuck out from under the bed.
As for Alastor himself, he looked much more skinnier than he remembered. He also looked tired, almost as if he barely slept. He looked half finished in terms of clothing, having only a shirt and a pair of slacks on. His body seemed to be trembling, as the Radio Demon turned around to face Lucifer.
Lucifer wasn't expecting a happy Alastor, but he wasn't expecting an Alastor that looked very depressed.
He had bags under his eyes, and a neutral face even with the piercing red eyes. Alastor's body posture looked scared, even embarassed to face Lucifer.
"I'm very,very sorry." Alastor said.
Lucifer didn't really like that statement, but he was too shocked looking on how Alastor just was.
"What happened to you?" Lucifer stammered, baffled.
Alastor, for some reason, started unbuttoning his shirt. Lucifer wasn't sure why, nor did he want to ask why, but as soon as Alastor finished, he moved the shirt placket to reveal his chest.
Lucifer was shocked to see a long scar starting from his stomach to the top right corner of his chest. It was recent, as he could the redness from afar.
"I wish I could tell you how I got this. It was either an Exterminator, or something much more personal to me." Alastor said, as he began buttoning up his shirt.
"It doesn't seem like it would've been a problem to you." Lucifer said as he began getting closer to Alastor.
"I know, but I've been having problems thinking coherently and everything is hitting harder for me." Alastor sighed, "Something is wrong with me, but I don't know what it is."
Lucifer gave a smile to him, "Well, maybe it's because you haven't killed anyone?"
"I don't feel like doing that." Alastor said.
Alastor sat down on his bed as Lucifer stood over looking around.
He took notice of the box that stuck out from under the bed. He bent down to open the box as Alastor observed him.
Opening it, he was surprised to find several vinyl records stacked neatly inside of the box. He took one out to observe it.
"Is this what you've been doing? Listening to old jazz records?" Lucifer said.
"Yes." Alastor slurred.
Placing the vinyl back into the box, Lucifer stood up to face the Radio Demon.
"But I'm not hear to discuss your musical taste." Lucifer said.
Alastor looked terrified as Lucifer stood up.
"Your apology tells me you are genuinely sorry." Lucifer stated.
Without hesitation, he grabbed Alastor's neck and pinned him to his bed, then began choking him.
"But you attacked my daughter." Lucifer said bluntly.
Alastor tried to say something, but the hand around his throat wasn't letting him. Lucifer was starting to show his demon form, which made the Radio Demon tremble.
"And for that, you shall pay." Lucifer said as he began to choke Alastor harder with both of his hands, smiling widely.
"So, kill me." Alastor managed to spill out.
All of Lucifer's initial anger subsided and he dropped his smile, as Alastor became submissive to his whims. He held Lucifer's hands in place, as he finally smiled, finding a sense of relief.
"Fine, then." Lucifer said once more with a grin, "Let's give you what you deserve."
Being a fallen angel, he still had his angel spear, thus he could manifest it with ease. He let go of one of his hands using it to summon the weapon. Once in his grasp,it shined beautifully within the light. Alastor was surprised at first but he was still pleased.
Lucifer was somewhat impressed of the situation he found himself in. Sitting on top of Alastor on his suite bed, all while choking him and wielding a spear at his chin.
Alastor was gleeful to have his throat slit, but Lucifer knew that giving it to him wasn't the best thing nor it was a must.
The ruler carefully removed his grasp from the Radio Demon and stood up from Alastor although he still pointed the spear at him.
"What?" Alastor suddenly said.
"Look here, Alastor. I would love to harm you in many ways but it would be saddening to see." Lucifer chuckled, "I'd prefer to see you like this."
Alastor sat up in shock as he tried to fathom what had just happened. He sat there staring at the spear as his face shifted from shock to disappointed.
Lucifer quickly teleported the spear far from where they were as Alastor mustered the strength to stand up and face the ruler of Hell.
"Why?" he asked.
"Dad? Is everything alright?" Charlie's voice suddenly boomed from the other side of the door.
"Yes, darling." Lucifer replied loudly before walking towards Alastor.
Lucifer sighed, "I think that you could be better if you just talk to everyone here. Charlie and company wants to help you, but you don't seem to be letting them."
"I don't know what's wrong with me." Alastor said.
"If you talk to them, they can find out what's wrong with you." Lucifer said.
Alastor remained silent, but nodded to the ruler.
Then, without warning, Alastor dropped onto the floor with a thud.
As he laid there, he seemed to twitch each passing second. His face remained blank but his eyes were wide open. Lucifer was barely able to react until his daughter perked up.
"Dad?!" Charlie said suddenly.
He quickly opened the suite door to see his daughter, Charlie and her girlfriend Vaggie standing outside. They peeked in, to see Alastor and their eyes went wide.
"No, Charlie, it isn't." Lucifer stammered.
Alastor soon found himself on the floor somewhere else.
Mustering the strength to stand up, he realized he was in the black room again.
He still had the strange dream of what he could assume to be his past life's radio transmission buried into his mind. However, he never understood why he was here once more.
As he traced around the room, time seemed to be non-existant as he continued be in the space.
After asserting that the place was not too different, Alastor sat down on the floor. He tried to think of why he was here again.
He wanted to wait for a radio broadcast to suddenly pop out into his ears but as the minutes passed, there didn't seem to be a chance.
Alastor felt tears run down his cheeks again but as he tried to wipe them away, he touched dry skin.
I guess I'm crying, physically.
He put himself into the corner of the room as he continued to wait.
He had nothing to do other than sit there.
Dammit, why am I like this?, he mentally scolded himself.
It wasn't like he desperately needed anything. He only wanted to be alone and other than cutting himself, he wanted to be alone.
He felt insecure and scared of the outside world of Hell. Alastor didn't want anyone to see him in his current state, nor did he want anyone to find out how he wound up like that.
He almost laughed as he realized all of his worries were once again focused on the integrity of self image. But even with that, it still hurt him to the core.
Alastor managed to smirk a bit, as the darkness enveloped him.
As stated in the last chapter, I have some plans for Al. But it'll be a while before we get there. And when we reach that stop, well..
Thanks for reading, amigo.
