Contracts That Bind Us

Shocking Revelations

Angel felt his chest pounding, his body shaking as a loud snap resounded through the room as the spider pressed himself further into the bottom of the table. Niffty dared to take a peak over the table before slowly getting to her feet.

"Stay here, I'll clean as much as I can." Niffty stated, as if this was a normal occurrence for her. Angel gave the small cyclops a look before she disappeared over the table, and the demon steeled himself to take a small glimpse. Maybe the shadow had killed Val? Taking a shaky breath, Angel took a look over the table. Blood was splattered across the walls, painting them a deep red. A set of limbs were lying around the room, and a head was in the hallway but to Angel's disappointment it wasn't Vals. Taking a small gulp, Angel slowly pushed himself to his feet before looking up to the shattered light bulbs. How did that happen? Niffty scurried around and quickly gathered the body parts into a garbage bag, before rushing to the kitchen perhaps to keep for Alastor. Rushing back the housekeeper set to work cleaning up the blood as quickly as she could.

"What happened?" Vaggie asked as she slowly stood up, she could stomach the view a bit better than Charlie probably could.

"I gues-" Niffty stopped herself.

"Alastor's shadow?" Angel whispered.

"I've never seen his shadow do that before." Niffty informed.

"GUYS!" Husk's voice echoed from the window as the cat demon flew back into the room. He was able to stop himself from crashing by wrapping his tail around one of the table's legs. In his arms, he held an unconscious Alastor who had somehow sustained more injuries.

"The fuck happened!" Angel shouted as he rushed over to the cat taking the overlord from his hands.

"Alastor started making electricity, it was like his shadow magic but it just made everything go haywire! I've never seen that before!" Husk stated as he looked around the room. Niffty had done a good job at cleaning a good portion of the blood from the walls.

"Alastor can't control electricity." Niffty responded.

"Maybe it has to do with his fight with Vox?" Charlie said as she finally got to her feet taking a small glance around the room. They had a lot to clean up, a soft chill filled the air as the shadow swept across the ground before wrapping itself around Angel's legs and crawling up to his back and shoulders.

"Hey that doesn't feel frickin weird at all ya shadowy bastard." Angel snapped at the ghost before giving a huff. "I'm going to go take care of this." Angel whispered before heading off to Alastor's room. No one bothered to stop him, letting the spider demon go and do whatever he wanted. Maybe they just didn't know how to deal with him right now.

He locked the door behind him before gently setting Alastor on the bed, hearing a faint groan escape the demon. Angel moved over to look over the medical kit digging out the container of antibiotic ointment, he needed to clean the burns first.

"Hey ya awake?" Angel asked as he heard another groan. Alastor reached a hand up to his head rubbing at his eyes before giving a hiss in pain.

"What? How did-"

"Husk brought you back down, after you passed out." Angel answered. "I need to clean your burns. How are ya feeling?" Angel asked as he walked into the bathroom to fetch a bowl of water and a cloth.

"Fine." Alastor lied as Angel rolled his eyes. The deer demon's smile was back, but Angel expected as much he rarely let his smile fall. Even if it did fall, it was only ever around Angel.

"Liar." Angel responded before filling the bowl with water.

"It's not a lie."

"Yeah, then get up." Angel stated as he walked back into the room setting the bowl on the nightstand. Crossing his lower set of arms, Angel waited for Alastor to either admit his pain or to watch him try to get to his feet.

"You are quite persistent. Alright, I don't feel good."

"An understatement. Take your sweatshirt off, it looks like ya burned holes in it." Angel pointed out. Alastor grumbled but complied slowly peeling the sweatshirt off himself, it had been more of a struggle than the radio demon cared to admit. "So, how'd yah manage this?" Angel asked as he sat at the edge of the bed, dipping the cloth in the water to start cleaning the burns on the deer demon's arms.

"I was trying... I was trying to summon shadows to help you. Then electricity just started." Alastor admitted.

"So yah don't know?"

"Know what?"

"Your shadow, did somethin. It took a different shape, and it had electricity all over it. It was like it was struck by lightnin or something." Angel informed but the look he got from Alastor didn't help him relax. "Do ya think it could have to do with your fight with Vox?"

"I'm not certain."

"Also, Niffty saved ya some... um... leftovers from the battle I think." Angel stated as Alastor raised an eyebrow. He could always count on Niffty to take care of him. Angel finished tying off the last burn on his right arm before taking the demon's left arm.

"I will have to thank her later." Alastor responded as his stomach growled.

"Yah haven't eaten much since ya woke."

"Almost nothing." Alastor admitted.

"I'll go get ya some of those leftovers after this." Angel informed. A swish flew across the wall as the shadow cocked its head at its master, a small look on its face. The shadow started giving off a chirping like noise, getting Alastor's ears to stand tall. "What's up?"

"It appears that Valentino escaped again. I'm getting rather tired of this moth. If I could just use my powers..."

"If yah could use your powers than we wouldn't be doing this." Angel gestured to where he was cleaning the burn on Alastor's upper arm. "Are yah certain your not blockin your own power?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean it could be a mind thing. Like yah think you shouldn't be good to go but yah really are. Your magic could be blocked or something." Angel suggested as he finished wrapping the last bandage. "I'll go get that meat, do ya want it cooked?" Alastor gazed up at the spider for a few moments.

"Yes, that would be great." Angel nodded leaving the room without another word. Maybe he wasn't powerless. He just needed to focus, and be in silence. Maybe that would help him. He would never get silence for as long as he was here.

The shadow moved around him, its chattering filling his ears as the deer demon huffed slowly getting to his feet keeping all the pressure off his right leg. The shadow snagged a red sweatshirt from the pile, thrusting it into its master's hands before he pulled the fabric on. Angel would be angry with him, when he got back perhaps he could leave a note. The shadow raced to his desk grabbing a pen and paper shoving it into his hands. Quickly scribbling out the note, he dropped it on the bed and he took a deep breath. A crackle of electricity surged around him, pain erupting from his hands. He took a shaky breath focusing on the darkness around him, his aura glowing. Red sigils filled the space between, before electricity surged across him and he disappeared into the shadows.

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Hopefully this makes more sense now! Everything should be in the correct order, and understandable in the story. Sorry!