Angel With the Assist (Husk x Alastor)

Episode 1, Chapter 5: What goes up must come down.

Meanwhile, a singular rando lizard demon takes this lovey feely moment for his advantage and steal any loose loot people probably left in a rush to the dance floor. Thus far, he hadn't had any luck, but it shall all turn around soon. There in the distance he spots 2 suckers using a phone one 5 dicks at once, slut of a spider, and a toothpick of a cyclops, perfect opportunity for a steal. He could probably pawn it off for a good price, some quick pocket money. He inches closer toward them, seeing them encapsulated by the phone, perfect... in he comes, closer... closer... aaaaaand... SNATCH, he stole the phone from that midget cyclops,

"Hey asshole! Give that back!" Spider slut runs after him in hot pursuit

"Ha ha! Thanks for the drug cash crack-" He notices a voice coming out from the phone

He quickly fades away into the crowd irritating a few dancers Angel continues to tail him, he quickly realizes it's in the middle of a call, out of curiosity he listens in on the conversation all while maneuvering past some others,

"Husker, do you mind if I tell you something." An old timey radio host says

"Y-yeah?" The guy he assumes is named "Husker" answers

"We've been friends for a rather long time now, we've been through hardships, learnt so much about eachother..."

Ew, touchy feely shit, gross, he goes on to press the end call button, but realizes the familiarity of one of the voices, he thinks abit, and then it hit him, flashbacks of a voice he remembers all too well. He get's sent to a time when he goes to pickpocket some deer guy wearing a red suit, with red hair, he succeeds, only to be strangled by something not too long after,

"I'm in a rather bored mood currently, perhaps you will provide a sufficient amount of entertainment for me?"

He get's strangled harder till he can barely breathe, but before he passes out, he sees whom he thieved from, The Radio Demon himself,

"Oh, and please, scream as much as you'd like, it shall make my experience more enjoyable..."

Next he woke up, strapped to a table, he attempts to escape, but to no avail. He resorts to screaming, pleading,

"P-Please! It was just a fucking wallet man! Let me go! I wanna go back home!"

"Ha ha ha! Well my friend that wont be any fun at all! If I were to enjoy this I need your very presence, feel honored! And besides..."

Alastor grabs the top of the table and pulls making the table go from horizontal to vertical.

"I just love playing with my food before eating it!"

The next few months was him screaming his lungs out till his voice broke and mouth dried, he cried out till his eyes were reduced to raisins, he struggled till the straps on his arms were bleeding from how hard he had pulled, he struggled till he became exhausted and incapable of moving, he was going through torture too painful he feels ghost pains from the mere thought of them, he was given the true hell experience at that moment. After what seemed like near eternity of pain, and horror, his torturer speaks,

"Alright, I believe it's time to put an end to our fun little game... perhaps we can do this again in another time, if I find you that is..."

He waltz over towards him with a hammer, with one last final struggle, one last tear shed, and one last struggle to escape, and a brief THUNK, he blacked out... Later, he awakes to see Alastor with a carving knife sharpening it, I'll leave the rest to your imagination, later, he awakens in a sewer naked, cold, contemplating wether what happened back there was a bad dream. Suddenly he snaps back to reality, and looks around in fear of where he was, out of the sheer horror of the realization of being nearby a monster, he screams aloud attracting attention from everyone.