Part Two

Angel could feel the gnawing pain in his chest and midsection as he continued with his work for the video shoots. The painkillers he had taken had numbed most of the pain but he could still feel the jabbing pain every time he tried to breathe, his movements having become more rigid and stiff.

Angel coughed and froze as he saw flecks of red speckled across his hand. His breathing quickened as his body started to tremble.

"Angel! What are you DOING!?"

Angel's body went rigid at Valentino's shout, quickly trying to wipe away the blood on the robe he was wearing, only for it to smear on the fabric.

"**ck**ck**ck.." Angel gasped.

He spun around.

"Val, I uh.. I'm-"

Angel was cut off as he was struck across the face.

"What have I TOLD you about SLACKING!?"

"Val.. Val please-"

Angel cried out in pain as he was thrown against the wall.

"Your movements are all WRONG!"

"Val-"

Angel let out another yelp as Val threw a punch, cringing as it missed his head by mere centimeters, leaving a sizable dent in the wall.

"You worthless little SPIDER! How many times have I TOLD you-"

Valentino was cut off when Angel coughed up blood and accidentally spat it on his face. Val exploded in rage, grabbing Angel be the arm and flinging him across the studio where he crashed into a nearby light-stand, causing it to crash to the floor. The lamp shattered, Angel laying amongst the broken glass.

Angel let out a scream of pain as he tried to get up, shards of broken glass sinking deep into his body and the side of his face.

"Now, Angel.. Look at this mess you made." Valentino said with a scowl. "This will have to come out if your paycheck."

Angel let out another cough but forced himself to get up.

"Get yourself cleaned up! I won't have you ruin the shoot!"

Wordlessly, Angel nodded and went to his dressing room to change.

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Alastor sat in the lobby of the hotel reading the newspaper occasionally taking a sip of coffee from his mug. While the other residents preferred to read their phones to see the news, Alastor preferred to use the proper medium to read the news.

Just as he was about to flip to the next page, the door to the hotel burst open as Angel staggered inside.

The quiet 'plip' of crimson droplets hitting the carpet were drown out by Angel's ragged breathing as he tightly gripped his side, bruises and gashes covering his body.

Alastor quickly stood up, his smile dropping immediately as he took in Angel's confession.

"Good Lord! What has happened to you?" Alastor exclaimed.

Angel let out a painful cough, blood dribbling from his lips.

"V.. Valentino.."

It was the last and only thing he said before his body gave out and he toppled to the floor.

Alastor made his way toward the fallen demon, inspecting the injuries on his body before kneeling to his level.

"Don't worry, I will handle things from here."

Alastor moved to lift Angel up from the floor just as the others ran into the room and were horrified by what they saw.

"Alastor! What happened?" Vaggie said, holding Charlie, who was sobbing.

Alastor sighed as he turned around.

"It seems that Angel has been severely injured by his employer.. I will take him to my room to treat his injuries."

Charlie inched closer, reaching out to gently run her fingers against Angel's disheveled fur, sniffling as she tried to hold back her tears.

Alastor gave Charlie a slight smile, bending down to her level.

"Now, now. Don't worry my dear. He needs rest and time to recover from his wounds. I will watch over him tonight."

"Why you?" asked Vaggie. "Aren't you the pure evil Radio Demon?"

Alastor looked at her, his bright crimson eyes glowing slightly.

"My dear, I may be a Radio Demon.. But I fit one do not harm those who don't deserve it. Angel, while a bit questionable at times, is hurting greatly and such, he needs aid. I will take care of things from here."

Charlie tried to nod in response but started sobbing quietly. Vaggie pulled Charlie close to her in an effort to console her girlfriend.

As Charlie and the others headed to bed, Alastor carried Angel back to his room, closing the door behind them and locking it. He took a seat on the bed, a frown on his face as he looked down at Angel.

Alastor's suit was now stained a dark crimson from the large gash in Angel's side which continued to stain Angel's clothing as well as his once pristine white fur. Alastor shook his head, wondering why he cared so much about Angel. He never once had felt anything about Angel aside from annoyance and distaste.. But now that he saw him in his current state, things were different somehow.

Alastor glanced down at Angel again and let out a sigh.

"You are lucky to be alive.."

The only response was Angel's very weak and shaky gasps.

Alastor took another breath before he began checking the injuries on Angel's body. He stopped as his hand brushed against Angel's midsection, his eyes going wide as he felt the jagged bone.

Angel let out a very weak whimper in response to the touch.

"Don't you worry, Angel.. I won't let your life slip away that easily.."

Alastor began trying to use his dark magic to heal what wounds he could, noticing Angel's breathing quickening slightly before he let out a harsh and agonized cough.

"Easy, my dear.. You must rest.." Alastor said.

Angel's head started to move back and forth, letting out a very weak whimper.

"No.. No.. Please.." Angel rasped. "Please Val.. Please don't.."

"Shhhhh... Valentino will not hurt you here.."

Angel didn't seem to hear him as his pleas continued, the tears spilling down his face causing him to whimper as they made contact with his swollen cheek.

"Angel.. Angel."

Angel's eyes snapped open, going into a panic. He however was too weak to move. In his mind's eye, he could see Valentino looming over him menacingly.

"No.. N-no! Please! Please Val! I'm sorry!"

Angel tried to cover his head with his arms but could barely lift his arms at all.

Seeing the panic and fear in Angel's eyes, Alastor threw his arms around him. The action had not been a choice but seemed to be an instinct he didn't realize had been buried deep inside.

"No no, you're safe, you're safe, it's alright.."

Alastor's voice seemed to break through Angel's haze.*

". . . A..Al..?"

Author's Note: So this part was really hard for me to write.. Mainly because of how I had everything play out.. Also, I'm not sure if Alastor would even act the way he is with what's going on.. And again, that's because I still don't know much about the characters.. I'll try to update soon..

PS~ In case you were wondering, I had wanted to Alastor is denying that he cares because he wants people to see him as a literal Radio Demon, which was what I was going for just do you know