The deranged look in Vol's eyes told Vox and Alastor one thing…

He was a fucking mad-man. He was not thinking straight, he was driven by pure utter rage and part was that Volastor projected this hatred onto anyone who dared to still stand, his hateful gaze now akin to that of a wild animal with a thirst for blood and they just so happened to be his latest targets.

This was not the Volastor they knew and loved, the one who was capable of mercy and compassion. The one who they could usually talk down to given a few minutes...

No, this was more or less a power-hungry version of him with the worst aspects of themselves put into max overdrive. The power and grief must've gone to his head, as he was staring at them like a hunter would view their latest victim.

This was evident when he lunged at them. Vox managed to dodge at the last second..

Alastor on the other hand, wasn't so lucky, as he ended up bearing the full brunt of Vol's tackle, feeling the fusion's claws digging their way into his skin. Vol was throttling him effortlessly. Alastor wasn't able to fight back properly, not only because Vol was stronger than him, but because he was already drained from fighting through Lucifer's men previously.

"Gak!" He choked, trying to free himself from Vol's grip, failing miserably as the fusion continued to strangle him, claws digging into his flesh, threatening to pierce the bone.

"Aw, what's wrong, Alastor?" He cooed sadistically, the demonic fusion's twisted grin widening at his component's attempts to wiggle free,"Can't even escape my grasp? That's just pathetic! How can you be so weak!? You're supposed to be a part of me yet you're so helpless! It's almost sad...But it's much more comical now that I think about it!" He said this as he tightened his grip on Alastor, his thirst for blood growing.

Alastor struggled to breathe, his voice raspy and barely above a whisper,"V-Vol..please stop it...You're hurting me…"

Vol scoffed,"Oh am I? That's too bad then, I'm barely even trying, don't you put up more of a fight? It's much more entertaining when they fight back... Perhaps you need a bit more assistance. Don't worry, I'll be sure to 'help' you with that…"

Seconds later, Vol ended up throwing Alastor against the nearest wall over and over again, throwing the Radio Demon around like he was a rag-doll. It was a merciless beating and Vol was clearly taking all his anger out on him, slamming him on whichever surface he viewed as acceptable.

Alastor's vision began to slowly become blurry, blood pouring from his mouth as large gashes became visible in his torn clothing. His head was spinning and it felt like he was being torn apart with every slam, bones shattering with every hit.

Eventually, Volastor tossed his body as far as he could at the nearest pillar, causing the entire thing to crumble to pieces not only due to Alastor's body weight, but due to the sheer force of the throw.

Volastor sneered, the monstrous fusion approached Alastor before shoving his head into the ground, forcing Alastor's head into the concrete. He noticed the overlord wasn't moving and cocked his head to the side.

He then asked,"Alastor? Are you still awake? Don't tell me you already DIED? I've barely begun to play with you! I wouldn't want you to die on me just yet! Come on, get up! I still haven't had my fill with you! Don't tell me you're already at your limit! I haven't even broken all the bones in your body yet! Come on, look at me!"

"Gngh…"

"I said, LOOK AT ME!"

Alastor reluctantly tilted his head, ignoring the pain just enough to look at Vol from the side. Shivers rushed down his spine as he looked up at him, the monstrous fusion's eyes were glazed over with blood lust and sadistic glee that grew the longer they made eye-contact with each other.

"Aw, see? I knew you were still alive! I was afraid your body had already given up! That means we can spend even more time together!"

As Volastor was talking, Alastor noticed something out of the corner of his eye. He could see Vox slowly sneaking up Vol with his spear in hand, putting his finger to his lip as if to signal for Alastor to be quiet despite visibly trembling.

As Vox was about to do the deed, Alastor acted against his better judgement muttered,"Behind you…"

"Huh?" Vol immediately blanked before turning around, eyes widening when he saw Vox standing behind him with a spear in hand. Vox immediately froze when Vol made eye-contact with him, unable to move when the weight of the fusion's stare got to him.

Volastor looked...genuinely shocked? The nature of his demon form made it impossible to actually read his expression properly(you know since he lacked actual pupils), but judging by silence and the slacked jaw, it seemed like he was bemused Vox would actually attempt to kill him while his back was turned. For a moment, Vox could see Vol's sadness wash over him, albeit for a brief moment before it turned into unbridled rage.

"And just what do you think you're DOING with that spear, Vox?" His voice was deadly cold, the rage in his voice was barely contained.

"I...I…" Vox swallowed the saliva in his throat and tried to remain composed despite his legs threatening to buck,"I planned on using it on you…And I still do, so unless you want to get hurt, I suggest you get off of Alastor and revert back to your base form...This is your last chance."

Volastor actually started laughing at this,"AHAHAHAHAHA! You must be kidding! You actually believe you can hurt me? Really, Vox? You must be delusional to think you can actually harm me! Any chance you had died when I became aware of your presence! Isn't it that sweet, Alastor? Thanks for warning me, now I can be sure to make Vox SUFFER as well! But don't worry, I'll be sure to get back to torturing you later, just sit there while I make Vox PAY for what he's done, OK? Be sure not to run off without me, oh who am I kidding, we both know you can't!"

Alastor was starting to regret his decision but was unable to move, Vol's beating had made moving his muscle almost impossible. He was starting to wish he didn't say anything, because now the situation has evolved past their control.

Vox attempted to flee from Vol, but of course, this was all in vain. Vol was stronger, faster and more cunning than he was and being fueled by grief and rage had made it a one-sided chase. Vol managed to corner Vox, the fusion now cackling,"Did you really think you out-run me, Vox? You know there's no escape. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. No one can save you now…"

The TV Demon trembled, he didn't know what to do. Even with Vaggie's spear, he doubted Vol would let him attack him. He couldn't flee or fight him and his brain scrambled for something that could help him buy time…

Suddenly, an idea came to mind. He wasn't certain if it would work, as Vol seemed rather far gone as it was, but he was trying to hold onto hope that the Vol he knew and loved was still in there and not this rapid beast.

So as a result, he decided to make a decision….

He held out his weapon and said,"Kill me…"

Vol paused, his head cocked to the side at this apparent move,his voice momentary returning to normal for just a second,"W-What?"

"You heard me, if you want to make me suffer, you may as well cut the nonsense and just kill me for good so you don't have to see me ever again. Go on, I'm handing you my weapon, take it and end everything. You want me to die, then you better kill me yourself…"

Vol didn't move at all before growling,"What the hell type of nonsense is this, Vox? Are you trying to play some type of trick on me? Because if so, it's not going to work. Quit trying to weasel your way out of this."

"I'm not tricking you, Vol. I just know that if you wanted either of us dead, you would've killed us by now. Neither Al or I can harm you and yet you choose to just drag things out instead of ending it all…"

He scoffed,"I wouldn't want to kill you too quickly, that makes things boring…Though I was hoping you'd put up a better fight than this, because it's quickly getting old..."

Vox narrowed his eyes, it sounded more like an excuse if anything. Still, if he wanted any progress, he'd have to reach drastic measures. Reluctantly, Vox sighed and said,"Fine. If you want to be that way, then I guess I'll have to do it myself…"

"What? What are you talking about?" Vol's eyes widened when he saw Vox point the spear at his own chest, his voice momentarily shaking in a childish fashion,"H-Hey! Just what the hell do you think you're doing!? Get that spear away from your chest! Stop it!"

"Why?" Vox asked simply,"You're clearly just going to torture me until I break, I may as well end my life for good to escape this hell-scape. It's probably for the best I die anyway, there's no point in me being here anymore. And if you're not going to kill me yourself, I suppose I'll have to do the deed myself…"

Vox slowly gathered the courage, preparing to stab himself with the spear in an act of suicide. Just as he was about to plunge the spear into his chest, Vol stole the holy weapon away from him before throwing it to the side, just out of Vox's reach. Vox attempted to reach out for it but he was quickly pinned to the ground roughly to prevent him from getting the spear.

Vox did his best to avoid cowering at Vol's expression, the burning rage and hint of sadness becoming more visible by the second.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!?"

"Killing myself?" Vox retorted snarkily, trying to maintain his composure despite the fear growing in the back of his head,"What else?"

"YOU...YOU HAVE SOME NERVE TO PULL THAT ON ME! HOW DARE YOU TRY TO END YOUR LIFE! SINCE WHEN WERE YOU THE JUDGE OF HOW YOU DECIDE TO DIE? THAT'S NOT YOUR CALL TO MAKE!"

"Why do you care? It's my life, I can decide when I end it."

"WRONG! YOU DON'T GET TO DECIDE THAT! YOUR LIFE IS IN MY HANDS, NOT YOUR'S! YOU DON'T GET TO DECIDE WHEN TO DIE!"

"Weren't you the person who wanted to kill Al and I earlier?"

"AND I STILL DO…" He hissed.

"So why did you go out of your way to prevent me from killing myself? Surely that wasn't just so you could torture me, now was it? We both know you could do this forever, yet wouldn't you eventually get bored? Why not let me kill myself? It's not like you'd lose anything important now would you?"

The fusion was speechless before stammering, as if struggling to find an explanation,"BECAUSE...I...I…"

"Because you what? Why is it that you're fine with torturing me but you lose it at the notion of me killing myself for good? Even if you did want to torture me, you seem a bit too concerned about my well-being for it to be just that…"

"SHUT UP…" He snarled,"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT! I STILL WANT YOU DEAD!"

"Then fucking do it, Vol.." Vox replied,"Go on, choke me if you want. If you want me dead so badly, you should do the job yourself. That is, unless you're a coward…"

Vol's eyes flashed with rage before a smirk grew on his face,"Heh...So that's how you want to play, huh, Vox? Well then, I'll GLADLY oblige…" Vol then wrapped his claws around Vox's neck and strangled him, the TV Demon struggling to breath, his grip tightening to the point Vox wondered if his head was going to pop off his neck…

But then, Vox noticed that Vol's expression changed, he looked more...desperate? He wasn't smiling anymore, in fact, he looked somewhat scared and began shaking him around.

"Come on!" He urged,"Why aren't you begging!? Come on, do something! Scream! Call for help! Quit accepting your fate, you're taking the fun out of this! I can't take joy in your suffering if you're not even going to struggle!"

Vox weakly smiled,"I'm not even doing anything, Vol…"

"And that's the problem! You're just accepting your fate and it's annoying! Why can't you fight back!? Why are you making this harder for me!? I just want...to...kill something and you're making it hard!"

"Because you don't want to kill me," Vox said,"Face it Vol, if you wanted me dead...This wouldn't be a conversation. I don't think you want either of us dead to be frank, you're just so angry and fueled by grief that you decided taking your anger out on us was the best choice of action."

"S-Shut up! You don't know what you're talking about!"

"Vol, there's no need to lie…" Vox took a risk and gently caressed Vol's cheek, anticipating some type of violent outburst. Vol flinched but didn't move away, merely staring back at him in confusion. Even in his nightmarish state of being, he looked more like a pathetic child than the monster he made himself out to be.

"W-What? What are you doing? Why are you being so...gentle with me? I...want to kill you and yet you're trying to be nice?" His tone sounded low and weak, the feeling in his heart growing heavier, pulling on his ear tufts,"...Is this… a trick? Why are you being so nice after everything I've done to you? S-Stop it! You're making me feel terrible! Make it stop, Vox! Make it stop! I HATE this! This feeling…its unbearable!"

"Vol, I can't make you feel anything…" Vox chuckled, placing a hand on the fusion's chest,"Come on, Vol...There's no need to act like this...I know you're hurting, there's no need to hide it anymore...

"D-Dammit…"Volastor began tearing up, clear liquid seeping from the corners of his eyes,"Oh god...What am I even doing anymore? What have I become? I'm so lost...I just want...her back...And I nearly killed you and Al...I'm a monster…"

"No you're not…"

"Yes I am…" Vol cackled,"I'm a monster, Vox...An out of control monster. Look at what I've done. I've hurt you...I hurt Al...If Velvet was here she'd think I was a monster too…"

"Hey, there's no need to think like that, I doubt Vel would think that way if she was here. There's nothing we can do for her, Vol, but we can at least try to move on. We came here to save you. We knew the risks coming here. There's no need to be like that. I'm sorry we couldn't have saved her, but we can try to move forward. We just need to go back to the hotel, but first...you need to revert back to your old form…"

Volastor stared at him before reverting back to his base form. The fusion stood on his knees, slumped over, head tilted downwards. All that blood lust and anger had evaporated, leaving him as nothing but a guilt-ridden pile of sadness…

"I'm so sorry…" Vol said,"I shouldn't have attacked you...I almost killed you for nothing...It wouldn't have brought her back and it'd just make everything worse...The fact I actually enjoyed hurting you...it makes me sick...Why am I like this?"

"Hey, don't think like that. It's all in the past now," Vox urged, trying to dissuade the tension.

Vol merely looked down,"You forgive too easily, Vox…I don't deserve it…"

Vox then took Vol's hand,"Come on. There's no use sulking. We need to leave before anything else happens..."

Vol looked down, not saying anything in response as he stood up. It was utter chaos around them, the area was ravaged and it seemed the fighting had took it's course within the area.

Suddenly, blur charged at Vol at unparalleled speed, Vox's eyes widening when made out the sight of Lucifer, who had put a magical spell on Vaggie's spear and stabbed Vol's gemstone, the fusion's eyes widening momentarily before becoming half-lidded, a small smile on his face despite the pain.

"T-Thank you..." Vol chuckled before a bright light came from the gemstone, sending them all back. The last thing Vox saw was a blinding light before his vision went blurry.

Alastor groaned, finally managing to find the power to stand up. He had honestly passed out for a while thanks to his injuries. As he slowly came around, he was in shock at the scene before him.

There were two Vox's present on the ground. One of them was injured, the other wasn't. The injured one(who he assumed was his version) looked just as shocked as he was before saying,"Alastor look! There's you!"

He turned, seeing another version of him in pristine condition, who also seemed confused on where he was,"W-Where am I?"

"Holy shit, Alastor! There's another version of us!" The other Vox shouted,"What the fuck is going on here!?"

The other Alastor shook his head,"I don't know…"

The Vox of this timeline then turned, wondering what became of Volastor and Lucifer. His answer was soon found when he turned, eyes wide in horror when he saw Vol's body on the ground, unmoving. Lucifer seemed to be awake, but unable to move from spending so much energy, groaning in pain.

The mutual though crossed all of their minds,'Oh shit...'

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Enigmus-288: Yeah, I didn't wanna write an entire scene on Lucifer vs Vol cause I felt that'd be redundant. Also, the reason Vol attacks them is because A. He's kind of blood lusted/stricken by grief to the point where anything standing is viewed as something he can take his anger out on and B. He's not in a good state of mind. If he were thinking straight he'd probably just steal Vox's spear and stab Lucifer. But as you can see from this and last chapter, Vol was clearly just thinking of bashing someone's skull in, anyone was fair game, and Vox and Alastor just so happened to be standing right there.