This is part two to Day 6. Yeah, I know, it's been a few days since I posted the first part. If you don't want to reread it, basically Human! Angel, AKA Anthony, summoned a demon. It was Alastor. If you are asking why it was Alastor, and not someone else, it is because everyone else died after Angel was already dead. Originally, I was gonna have him summon Valentino and that was how he got his soul sold to the moth Demon, but alas, Val had died quite some time after Angel was already dead. So yeah. Anyway, here is that continuation I promised y'all.

Anthony looked at the deer demon before him and sighed. Alastor looked at him and arched a brow. "Have you made your choice yet?"

"Listen, it's a lot you are asking of me. If I word this wrong, I could get my soul stolen by you. At least if I don't make any deals with you, all you can do is nag at me." Anthony said.

Alastor shrugged. "But whenever you talk to me, everyone thinks you are crazy, so will it really be that big of a deal if you just… give me your soul so I can return home?"

"Yes, I would lose my soul."

"At this point, you aren't getting into Heaven, so you will end up in Hell with me, anyway." Alastor said with a grin.

"I already knew I was damned to Hell in the first place. You saw what my pops does. We are in the mafia. I doubt Heaven will let my kind in… well, maybe my sister, but she will never be part of the business." Anthony said. "I already accepted my fate."

"Then why hesitate to make a dea with me?" Alastor asked.

"Because… I don't know. Just give me time to think about it." Anthony said.

"It's been a month since I returned back to this world of blue skies." Alastor said.

"You say that… what is Hell like anyway?" Anthony asked.

"Hmm, different from Earth, very different. The sky isn't blue, rather it is red. The souls of the humans that have made their sinful choices no longer appear human. Everyday, souls die, but unless killed by something angelic, they will come right back. Makes a serial killer like me get much joy out of endless torture of those wayward souls." Alastor laughed.

"Your voice is unique. Why?"

"Part of being the Radio Demon." Alastor said. "It is the proper way to get your media."

"I see." Anthony sighed before he looked to the door.

A knocking came a tapping. "Tony." His twin's voice came from behind the other side. "Are you okay? You are talking to yourself again. Is everything alright?"

"Yes. Everything is great, Sis. Just… thinking out loud." Anthony said.

"Good cover up, she totally doesn't think you are crazy." Alastor chuckled.

"Shut up."

"What?" Molly asked.

"Not you." Anthony said.

"She can't hear me, remember?" Alastor said.

"Right, I keep forgetting that." Anthony said.

"Okay… well, do you want to sneak out again? Have some fun?" Molly asked.

"No. I mean, yes. I mean… I'll come with you in a moment." Anthony said.

"Alright. See you in a bit." She said and her footsteps faded away.

"So, we get to go out, do we?"

"You can stay here." Anthony said. "Don't care what you are, you may not be seen by others, but I can, and I rather not get bugged by you if I am out with my sister."

"Afraid not. I am tied to you until our deal is over, but that deal is still not done." Alastor said.

Anthony dipped his head and sighed. "Fine… Let's just… go."

Getting on a coat and scarf, he grabbed his hat and walked over to his sister's room, Alastor close behind, and knocked on the door. "Let's go, Molls."

The girl opened the door and smiled. "Glad to see you in a better mood."

"Yeah, yeah, let's just… go." Anthony teased.

"Come on." Molly said, pulling her brother by the arm.

Leaving their home, they strolled down the streets. Anthony kept glancing at Alastor who eyed the streets. "Why do you keep looking back?" Molly asked.

"Oh, uh, ni reason. But uh, what if you summoned a demon, and had to make a deal with him for him to go away? What would you make a deal for?" Anthony asked.

Molly blinked and thought for a moment. "Hmm, maybe love? Or maybe a nice life away from Papa's line of work."

"What?" Anthony asked. "I mean, Pops job isn't the best, but no one messes with us."

"Exactly. How will I ever find a nice guy if they are all afraid of Papa?" Molly said.

"I guess that makes sense." Anthony said. "But love from a demon?"

"I guess that isn't the smartest. Best to save that for an Angel." Molly said. "Why the question?"

Anthony paused. "Remember the book I bought? Well, it worked. I summoned a demon and now he won't go away until he and I complete a deal."

"Are you being serious?"

"I tell you everything, Molls…."

"And how long has he been here?" Molly asked.

Anthony scratched his neck. "A month."

"What is he like?"

"A tall man, that is deer like, wears all red, talks funny, was a serial killer and he consistantly says that if he could, he would eat me because he… was also a cannibal." Anthony said, quickly.

Molly blinked. "That sounds like an interesting…. Person…" Molly said slowly.

"He is annoying… and only I can see him." Anthony sighed.

"And hear me."

"And hear him."

Molly nodded her head. "Alright, and once you make the deal…"

"He owns my soul." Anthony sighed. "This is why I need to be careful."

"Hmm, that is a good point. Can you point him out for me?"

Anthony tilted his head. "He's right here." Anthony pointed next to him. Molly looked at the space next to her brother.

"Mr. Demon-"

"Alastor." Anthony informed his sister of the demon's name.

"Okay, Mr. Alastor, whatever deal you and my brother make, you better not make any sort of tricks, uphold it to your word, and you better not steal his soul." She warned. A stern look reflected in her eyes.

Alastor mused at this. "Your sister is very direct. She is very entertaining as well. Tell her she has my word. And a demons word is bound."

"He says he promises to do what you asked."

"Good. And he better. Otherwise I will find a way to make his suffering in hell a lot more than what it is currently. And based on how he isn't currently there, he's currently taking a break. So I will make his break not very wonderful if he does anything." Molly said.

Anthony laughed at this. "Molls, you can't even touch him."

"No, but if he's stuck next to you, I can just annoy him."

Alastor blinked. "She does have a point there. Please make a deal quickly so I can go home. As nice as Earth is, it isn't hell and I miss my entertainment."

"He really wants to go home. So maybe you could help me come up with a deal where he and I get this over with and I don't lose my soul." Anthony informed his sister. To which she nodded her head.

"Anything for my twin brother. Our older brother, not so much."

Soon after they made this agreement, Anthony was told by his father that he needed to separate from his sister. That he needed to focus more on the mafia line of work than to fool around with a female that could influence him in a negative way, in his father's eyes.

This broke Anthony. He wasn't sure what he was going to do without his sister. They had been close since they were little. They did everything together. She knew all of his deepest secrets that he kept from everyone. Especially their father. Now I was only companion was the demon he summoned.

"Hey, Al…. How is she doing?"

"Molly is doing fine. I know she misses you if that makes you feel better. She talks to your picture as if it is you. To be fair, I did that when my mother died." Alastor said.

Anthony sighed as he looked at the needle in his hand. "I know what I want." He clenched his hand together. "I know what deal I want to make with you." He looked at Alastor, sternly.

"Now? After so long? What is it? You want me to end your suffering? I can easily-"

"No. I want you to protect my sister." Anthony said.

Alastor tilted his head. "Oh?"

"I know you said that you don't want my soul, but I will give it to you on one condition. You protect my sister while she is alive. Let her live a good life. One where she achieves her dreams, finds the love of her life, has a family. Whatever it takes. That's what I want. I make this deal with you, and when you complete your end, you could have my soul. Do we have a deal?" Anthony held his other hand out to the demon.

Alastor thought for a moment. "If I had found that that book when I was your age, I probably would have made the same deal for my mother. Kept her away from my abusive father and all the trouble he brought. That is the only reason why I accept your terms. When you die, your soul is mine, and I will make sure nothing happens to your dear twin sister." He took Anthony's hand and the human was blinded by a green light that swirled around his hand. Sealing the deal.

"Well then, Anthony, I shall go and do my service then. I'll make sure my shadow watches over, and she will always have eyes on her. I shall see you when you die. Goodbye, dearest Anthony." And with that, the demon melted into the shadows and all that was left was the echo of his laughter.

"Well, Al… you probably won't have to wait too long." Anthony said, looking at a picture of his sister. "I'm sorry Molly. I'm so sorry…"

A/N: I enjoyed writing this one. It was longer than the previous few that I've end up with. But that's good. I had more time today and more motivation. I couldn't figure out what kind of deal I wanted him to make with Al, but I remember reading how he and Molly were close and I feel like he is the protective brother to his sister and I thought that this would be the kind of deal he would make. Sacrifice his own safety for her. Anyway, I shall see y'all tomorrow.

~Akira

Posted: 3/09/2024