Chapter 14

You smiled awkwardly at Charlie and Vaggie. "Is there a place for us to talk in private? I would like to fill you guys in on all that has happened, so you are not left in the dark." you said with your arms spread out in a shrug, your wings flaring out a bit with nervous energy.

You saw Vaggie smile from behind Charlie, who in turn cocked her head at you, smiling sweetly and squealing in excitement "I know! Let's go to my room! It's a bit a ways from here, but it's more private than anywhere else I know!" She said with a ever growing smile.

You saw Vaggie chuckle and nod her head in agreement to Charlie's plan. "Lead the way!" you said, gesturing with your hand in the direction you thought was the exit to the Library or at least you thought it was in that general direction...

You heard a half audible chuckle from Bastian that he covered up by coughing. This made you turn sharply and glare at him, quirking an eyebrow in his general direction. He seemed to choose to ignore you. "Let me lead the way, my lady's." Bastian said, waving his arm in a dramatic flurry towards the right direction. Which was a bit... in the other direction from where you gestured... towards...

You could feel your eyebrow starting to twitch. You would have eventually found the exit... you think... you saw Bastian heading in said direction and followed after him with Charlie and Vaggie trailing after you.

He led you and the girls out of the library and down the shorter, but still long hallway from before. As you came into the beautiful foyer, you had an overwhelming need to look up at the grand ceiling again. Looking up, memories started to reemerged, budding against the back of your mind, threatening to spill over.

The grandiose ceiling hung above you along with a man with black hair with striking red and gold eyes. He was holding you, swaying gently back and forth. You couldn't help, but be overwhelmed with the feeling of both comfort and safety emanating from him.

You heard a soothing voice, but didn't understand his words. Though you felt comforted, nevertheless "Welcome little one, to your new home. You are a miracle." he said boobing your nose. You cooed and grabbed at his long black hair with your little hands. You remember seeing a bright smile, the memory fading...

A new memory emerged. You were laughing and twirling in you black long gown with your arms spread out in glee, you were finally going to get out of the castle. You remember the overwhelming feeling of excitement and freedom at the thought. Of Bastian yelling after you not to trip and to act more like a lady. The frustration on his face...

Bastian didn't give you to much time to dawdle, coughing loud to draw your attention away from the ceiling. You turned and glared at him as he quirked an elegant eyebrow at you in turn. "Are you remembering something?" Charlie asked from behind you. You turned and smiled. "Yes, I would like to stay and remember more, but I don't have to much time to try... too... remember. At least I think so... they could be done talking in no time flat..." you said almost growling in frustration, but stopping yourself and instead made a poor attempt at laughing and rubbing the back of your head.

Charlie awkwardly laughed with you "There will be more time for that later, I'm sure! Though I know it will come when it comes and there is not much to stop it from coming, so lets hurry. And I know it's been rather hard on you recently from what I've gathered." she smiled sweetly at you, continuing "Let's get sorted out in my room and then we can go and explore the castle and see what you can remember, okay?" she said patting your shoulder.

You smiled at her and then turned towards Bastian, who had an apologetic look on his face. "Let's get going. And I do agree, I don't know how long you really have until they are done talking." Bastian said, now smiling at you. He swept his left arm towards the grand staircase and began walking again, with you following in a slight jog to catch up to the group.

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Alastor's POV

Alastor sighed, he didn't want to leave you... it feels as if he just found you. But if he wanted to mend bridge's for your sake... it's what he must do. He ran a black clawed hand through his thick red/black hair, a new blooming habit it seems. He walked towards Lucifer and Lilith, both his old... friends...

As he walked, he dwelled on what you had said and thought that you had a point. It was your "grandfather" that had started all of this mess. Playing his son like a fiddle... if only Lucifer had talked to him about it! This whole mess could have been averted! He almost growled at them both... but stopped himself, now standing next to them. They both looked at him tentatively, smiling up at him. They held out their hands to him, he begrudgingly took them into his own.

They quickly teleported to a tall tower in the far back of the castle. The only light that came into the room was from several small tall pointed windows. And with that he could see was a set of circular wrought iron stairs leading up into the room from below. He looked around and sighed... old and elegant furniture was covered in white dusty sheets. The walls spanned the circular room with dark gray brick and the floors were dusty debris filled mess, hiding a rich red colored hardwood floors underneath. The ceiling was high and filled with cobwebs and had a old looking elegant crystal chandelier hanging above.

It would be rather private, but it also seemed no one ever came to clean up here... with a twitching eyebrow Alastor raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The room suddenly became clean and beautiful. The chandelier above, lit itself and filled the once dark room with dazzling light that played off the crystal of the chandelier. He didn't feel like talking in a mess of a room he remembered spending his time in reading and enjoying himself, back when he wanted to be alone. Back when he was alive as Alabastien...

He set a dazzling smile on and tried to remember the good old days with his two friends. It would take some time, but for Y/N sake and probable his own... he would try to get over their betrayal. He sat down in his old and favorite spot in the room, making the old black leather seat creak with age and motioned towards the black leather couch across from him.

They awkwardly shuffled their feet, standing in the middle of the room. Both took a seat across from him on the couch. Lucifer looked into Alastor's eyes head on and began talking. "We... would like to make Y/N officially our child again... with a blood right. We know you found her again and took care of her... but we would like to have our heir back... and it would make you the King again when you marry her and I could finally stop doing this... it was interesting for a while, but it is truly tiring... being King, I mean." He rambled nervously, but kept a steady gaze on Alastor.

Alastor softened his smile, finally now seeing the dark bags under his old friends eyes. He did seem wary, it was a hard job to do... it's hard to worry for so many others and to lead them into a prosperous future. No wonder he had so many lords monitoring and ruling the other layers of Hell. Hopefully reporting back to him on the status of things. He folded his arms and clasped his hands together, shifting his right leg to hang above the other.

"I would be fine with that, but it's ultimately Y/N choice to make. Though I assume she would have no problem with that. She does remember some things about those days and is remembering more as we speak, I assume. And what is the state of things around here? If I am to become King once more, I need to know." Alastor said, quirking an eyebrow at them.

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Y/N POV

You gazed down another the long ornate hallway that mimicked the style of the first hallways you had seen beforehand. There where so many rooms... memories still pressed at the back of your mind... of running down the hallways, laughing as your father chased you, having played a bad game of hide in seek.

You had cheated and ran away from him when he had so easily found you hiding under your bed. You had scrambled out from underneath and ran to the door as fast as your little legs could carry you. He had almost had you at the door, but you had persevered regardless and ran down the hallway. He caught you soon after, making you squeal in laughter as he tickled you in punishment.

A small tear ran down your cheek, the memory making you smile despite yourself. So much was changing... it seemed to quick almost. It was one thing to be getting married, but now you had found another family... altogether. One that you were starting to remember so many good things about from when you were with them... reminding you of the love you held for them.

It also made you remember the family you had left behind... you missed them so much! Your sister... your mother... and Bandit... it made you want to brake down and cry. But you couldn't, not now! Maybe there was some way to see them again... Alastor had come to see you in the living world... so... just maybe... you could go back and see them again? It had to be possible!? Right?...

You shook your head to clear your thoughts. You needed to pay attention to where you were going, least you get left behind and get lost in this labyrinth of a castle. Looking ahead of yourself, you sighed in annoyance. They where a ways ahead of you and turning a corner. Ugh...

You ran quicker than you thought you could, running so fast, everything was a blur. You caught up to them in no time, having to try hard to slow down. The running felt effortless almost. You didn't even feel as if you had to catch your breath. 'Just... wow...' you thought, staring ahead at Charlies back. They didn't seem to notice anything amiss either.

You soon stood at the end of the hallway with Bastian holding a tall golden ornate set of double doors open and bowing towards you, Charlie and Vaggie. Waiting for you to enter. You smiled at him and entered after Charlie with Vaggie following after you. Bastian closed the doors behind himself and stood in front of them like a statue, staring ahead at seemingly nothing, his expression's blank. You took your gaze off of Bastian and turned around to drink in the room.

It was grand to say the least. White Carrara Marble with ornate golden baseboards made up the walls of the room. The floors where in the same white Carrara Marble, but in big subway tiles. In the middle of the tall ceiling hung a large beautiful crystal Chandelier. The bed stood against tall ornate windows that helped frame it. The bed frame was gold and in a Victorian style, king sized. The comforter was red, gold and pink, in a Victorian style to match the bed frame.

To the right of the bed there was a white and gold set of ornate dressers that surrounded on either side a mirrored dresser with a tall backed red and gold chair, near what you assumed was the bathroom door. And to the left of the bed was a glass door that led out onto a substantial sized balcony. On the same side was two other doors. One led to a closet you assumed and the other? Maybe an office?

On the left side nearest to the exit of the room stood two red and gold couches with a mirrored golden coffee table in the middle and a wide screen TV against the left side wall. Charlie walked to the middle of her room and smiled, gesturing to the couches.

You walked over and sat, Charlie and Vaggie sitting across from you on the other couch. You smiled towards the girls and began to relay your story to them. It helped to relay what you knew out-loud, helped you sort it out better. They both looked at you with awe , shock and sorrow. Relaying it almost made you cry, you wanted to cry more for Alastor than yourself. Knowing he had stayed in a state of perpetual Hell... for so long... in more than ways than not.

"Well that's what I know so far..." you trailed off in a nervous laugh. You didn't tell them about Alastor's Diary... only that he had told you more about himself. They didn't need to know about that book anyway... Charlie clapped her hands together and smiled, taking you away from your thoughts. "I think that was a bit much for anyone to take in so quickly in only two days..." She said with a nervous laugh herself.

This made you smile. "Well... it is what it is." you said shuffling in your seat before continuing "I would like to go and see my old room, Bastian..." you finished looking up at him from your seat. He gave you an awkward smile "Of course, if it helps you remember. I see no harm." he said pre-opening the doors to Charlies room and bowing.

You looked back at Charlie and Vaggie "Well? Shall we?" you said with a smile. Vaggie gave you a sympathetic look and nodded "Sure." she said standing up. Charlie nodded and followed her lead. You stood up last, following behind them to the door. Bastian smiled at your group and took the lead once again. You sighed, happy to have Bastian to help you transverse through this maze that is this castle.

As soon as you got to the end of the hallway, turning to the right, you saw a shadow dart quickly down the hallway Bastian was leading you down... probable just Alastor's shadow, right? But it did give you an unsettling feeling...