Harry was running. Down a long hallway. He had to get away from the creature chasing him on all fours like some horrible horror movie monster on the ceiling.

"it's your fault!" The creature said in Blitzos voice. The creature morphed into his dads visage with its tongue slithering out as it let out a shriek. "This is all your fault I died! Because I committed the mortal sin of giving a fuck about your sorry worthless carcass when I found you on my doorstep! I should have thrown you down a volcano in Wrath!!!!"

Harry was crying. He leapt as the creature spat acid at him. Singing his tail feathers. He sent a hexfire bolt at the creature using his beloved dads face but it just kept coming. He came to a door and burst through it. Slamming it shut behind him. Leading to another hallway. "No." Harry said miserably. "Nooooo." He sank to his knees for a moment and then stood. Now calmly walking along a new dimly lit corridor. A door at the end his destination. He could almost taste the sweet taste of victory in his grasp. What he was seeking was just behind it.

His phone went off, waking Harry up. He drug his eyelids down in an attempt to wake himself up better as he went to his executive bathroom in his office and washed his eface with hot soapy water. He looked at himself in the mirror. His face looked haunted. He returned to his desk and opened one of the secret compartments that his friends and grandpa didn't know about and took out a bag of powder with a dead credit card to cut the lines with. He poured a small pile of his salvation on his desk and cut three lines of the powder. He put his nostril to the powder and drug it along as he inhaled the substance. When he was done with the lines he shook his head and slapped his palms to his face lightly.

Bad dreams go away. Harry thought. After using a Refreshing Spell from his Grimoire that he'd been using as a pillow he was still feeling empty as he took out his Whiskey bottle and poured himself a pre work day glass. He shuddered as the alcohol burned going down.

His door opened. His door never opened. He paused his gulping and looked over to see Octavia.

"What are you doing here?"

"You didn't come home last night I was worried and brought you breakfast. What the Hell is This?" The Owless demanded. Only seeing his whiskey bottle out but noting a small nose bleed.

Harry sniffed to get the bleeding to stop. He wiped his face with a embroidered handkerchief Blitzo had given him when he started interning and tried hiding things. "Uh, what's what?"

"Harry don't beat around the bush I'm watching you downing straight whiskey."

Octavia rushed over to Harry's desk and luckily for her he hadn't managed to hide it away and gaslight her. She grabbed the whiskey.

What in Hell is this?" Octavia demanded holding out Harry's whiskey bottle in front of his face.

"Uh, that's not mine...Maybe Loona stashed it there?" Harry lied as he wiped his nose again.

"It was in a compartment. Loona never found a secret compartment in Dads desk. Tell me the truth now or else-" Octavia held the bottle out the window.

Harry started crying and slid down in his chair. "Oh Lucifer Octavia I need help." He sobbed as Octavia hugged her baby brother tightly. "This isn't working." He sobbed.

Octavia put Harry's Green Grimoire in her bag and held him by the hand as she walked him into the reception.

"What happened?" Cherri demanded standing up. She took the Grimoire from Octavia and put it in her desk drawer.

"Harry's been drinking." Octavia tossed Cherri the whiskey bottle. "I found that in a secret compartment in the desk."

"We search that desk every day." Cherri said in shock noticing the bottle was less than half full.

"There's a hidden compartment in two drawers. Speaking of, any other surprises we should know about?" Octavia asked to the downtrodden looking owl teenager.

"No the whiskey was all I had honest. I didn't want to try the hard stuff like X or meth cause I've seen what it does to Angels co workers." Harry put his hands up in defense.

"Aw Sweet Christ." Angel said as the spider demon walked past the two. "What drawers?"

"Second drawer down on each side. Are you sure we won't find anything else?" Octavia glared at her baby brother.

"Heroine." Harry looked down in shame. "I just wanted to be numb." Harry said in protest to Octavia's furious glare.

"You are NOT ending up like Aunt Barbie and Loona." Octavia said angrily. "I won't allow it. Neither will Dad."

"Oh sweet Satan. Like he'd actually care. Harry said. "He already blames me for Dads death and he hates me for it."

"You think Dad hates you?"

"It's obvious right? I mean he hasn't even so much as looked my way since the funeral." Harry started acting manic while rambling. "He won't even talk to me and any time he does look at me I see the disgust in his eyes. Your just better off letting me drink and snort my way into oblivion and you can go back to being his heir." Harry put his forehead to his knees and started crying. "I want to DIE it's so much worse than before." Harry sobbed into his knees.

Something clicked in Octavia's head and gave her pause.

"Are you taking your medication?" Octavia demanded.

Harry opened his torn leather jacket chest pocket and dumped at least two months worth of his anti depressants onto Cheri Bombs desk. "I killed my Dad. I don't deserve them." He said miserably.

"Holy Shit." Cherri said. She hit a buzzer. "Edgelord get your scaly ass in this lobby NOW!"

The doors to IMPs weapons lab opened and out slithered Harry's grandfather, the Snake Overlord Sir Pentious, known in life as Charlus Potter.

"Now now I thought we where past-" Pentious saw his grandson looking completely miserable, Octavia holding him and Cherri Bomb glaring at him and talking g her foot.

"I thought you where giving him his meds." Cherri said.

"Of course I am. Every morning when he gets to the office and evening before he leaves."

"Do you make sure he swallows it?" Cherri waved her hand at the pills on her desk and on the floor.

"YOU ALWAYS TOLD ME YOU SWALLOWED THEM!" The serpent shouted angrily as he hissed. His hood opened and eyes glaring all at the owl boy huddled in on himself.

"Penti he's a teenager. He LIED." Cherri said, crossing her arms. "You gotta make sure they swallow their meds before you leave the room."

"That's what they did in the asylum." Angel Dust said as he slid down next to Harry on his left side. He had been sent to an asylum in an attempt to change his sexuality in life. Until his big brother Niss Got him out and gave their old man a piece of his mind beating the bastard within an inch of his life.

"Harry, I'm sorry, but I have to tell Dad and Dr. Janus."

"Don't bother, Dad doesn't care any more just tell Janus." Harry said muffeldly before passing out from being emotionally exhausted and falling over. His nose bleeding again.

Octavia took off her coat and draped it over Harry as Cherri gave her the pillows off the couch to put under his head. Wiping his nose and face off with wash rags from the bathroom she turned to Cherri.

"It's been out of his system for a while so he can't have his regular dosage." Octavia said. "Just give him half of each pill until Dr. Janus says otherwise." The owless told Cherri.

"Yes Ma'am." Cherri saluted and went back to her work while watching the soon to be fifteen year old snore softly in the corner of the room. "Where ya off to?"

"I have to go kick my Dads feathery ass." Octavia said.

"Give him a swift kick in the bird cooch for me would ya? I admire the guy but his behavior lately has turned a thriving kid into this." Cherri waved over to her sleeping brother, his feathers in disarray Sir Pentious tinkered with a new invention while watching the boy from the sofa.

"Hello My sweet Owlette what do I owe the pleasure of this v-"

BAM!

Octavia punched him square in the beak. Blood flew from his nose.

"YoU StuPiD MothERfUckER yOu NearLY killed my baby brother!!!" Octavia said in fury starting to transform into pure demon form in utter rage.

Stolas reacted quickly and flashed his Second Sight eyes. Octavia froze in place. Glaring at him in utter fury.

"Now I'm going to unfreeze you." Stolas told the glaring frozen owless. "And your going to tell me exactly what happened, where he is and who has him."

"He's been drinking." Octavia reached into her bag and threw the bottle onto the floor so it shattered. "And snorting Heroine!" She threw his stash onto Stolas' face.

"Where the Hell did he get Heroin?!" Stolas demanded.

"Now your bloody concerned." Octavia shouted. Raising her arms and grunting in an undefined manner.

"Stoly I heard shouting." Came the voice of Zepar as he came in with a robe on. "Oh Hello Octavia." He then noticed the broken bottle, stained rug and the drugs in Stolas' lap. "What's going on?" He demanded.

Octavia told the two what Harry had told her.

"You apparently haven't even so much as looked at him without a look of disgust or contempt since the funeral let alone spoken to him. He's hurting too Dad, he watched Papa die in front of him for fucks sake!"

"Have you really not spoken to Harry since he came home?" Zepar asked Stolas "Even Francesco video calls Harry every other day. I've also had lunch with him occasionally."

"Of course I have there was-" Stolas trailed off. "I haven't-" The owl wracked his brain. "Surely I have-" Surely he'd spoken to his oldest son since he'd gotten home yes? He hadn't left him to rot with his own inner turmoils for weeks? "Oh sweet Lucifer what have I done?" The lanky owl man put his hands to his head in panic.

"You fucked up that's what you did." Octavia snapped. She slapped her father across the face repeatedly. "Go, talk, to, him! He thinks you hate him and want him to kill himself! I have to go call Dr. Janus. He hasn't been taking his medication properly either." Octavia left the two older bird demons with Zepar holding Stolas' hands in his own for support.

A portal opened in the IMP reception area. Through it walked two robed Goetian bird demons.

"Your highnesses." Cherri said casually as she was filing the other hand now.

"Where is he Cherri." Stolas asked.

"She pointed to the corner with her file and Stolas saw Harry huddled in the corner with a blanket and shivering. His nose bloody from running again. He pulled the blanket over himself when he noticed Stolas and his future father in law.

"Harry."

The blanketed owl boy curled inwards like a roly poly. Or tried to at least.

"Harry, I know I can never ever apologize for letting things get this terrible."

"No shit."

"Not NOW."'Stolas turned his head around to hiss at Cherri. He slid down next to Harry who, sensing his presence, inches away. Trying to get away from Stolas.

Harry gasped as his father embraced him with familiar hooting noises. "I am so sorry I let things get this bad." Stolas said as he pulled Harry toward him. "Oh my." He said finally seeing Harry's blood runny nose. "This, will never happen again. I promise you on my life's blood. I am so utterly ashamed of myself that my own selfish behaviors caused my oldest son to turn to drugs and alcohol for comfort when I know what it's done to your family."

Sensing comfort Harry allowed Stolas to put his head to his chest and continue to hold him. Putting his arms around his father and weeping.

"No matter what happens, I will NEVER stop loving you." Stolas cooed as he rocked Harry back and forth on the floor of the IMP reception area.

To Be Continued...