RadioApple (The Broken Deal)

Tame The Buck

"Oh shut up! Old timer." Velvette sneers, starting to record the argument.

"Now, none of that." Zeezi reaches over, and snatches Velvette's phone from her hands.

"Let's continue." Carmilla goes on, elaborating on Alastor's idea.

Alastor watches, when a weird feeling hits him. Something didn't feel right. The air felt dense, seeming to clog up his senses. The feeling of his power, surging through him. It began to disappear, he felt weaker. He didn't notice that he was digging his claws in to the table.

"Alastor?" Rosie rests her grey hand on Alastor's shoulder. His gaze snapping towards her. "Is everything alright?"

Alastor laughs, in a very forceful tone. "Of course my dear!" His ears go back, his voice cracking. He knew this sensation, Lilith, was getting closer. "P-perfectly--fine, my dear~"

Vox broke into laughter. "It looks as if the RADIO DEMON, is scared!"

Alastor snarls. "Scared? I'm not scared of anything!"

Vox spits out in a matter-of-fact, tone. "Then why did you retreat, when you where fighting Adam?"

Alastor just rolls his eyes, glancing around as the other overlords gave him confused looks. "There's no need to stare~" His voice wheezy, as he looks over his shoulder, every which way.

Rosie frowns, squeezing Alastor's shoulder. "Please dear~ what's wrong?"

Alastor sighs. "I'm just in a little trouble."

"Now what kind of trouble?"

"Umm~" He grins, looking over at Rosie. "Alright! I broke a deal! And now I'm in a hell of a tone of trouble!" He shouted, much louder than he expected. His radio voice going haywire, as it glitched around the place. "And now, that demon wants me dead!" He banged his head against the table, his ears flat against his head.

"Oh..Alastor." Rosie whispers, patting Alastor gently on the back. "Mind if I ask, what demon?"

"Let's just say, I really wish Lucifer was here to help me.."

Vox glitches, "The hell!! Lucifer, helping you?" He smacks Valentino on his back. "Now that's fucking hilarious!"

Zestial looks down at Alastor, "What demon would have the guts to fight you, old friend?"

Alastor smiles wavers, as he tries to keep his panic from being shown. His whole body tenses, his claws digging deep scars along the table. His teeth clenching tightly. "I'm fucked." A terrified shiver, runs down through his body. As a dark mist flows towards him. "No. No. No! No! NO! NO!!" His eyes turn to radio dials, and falls back against the table. He tried to escape through his shadow, but it was pointless. Lilith was restraining his power. "NO!!!"

Lilith storms through the mist, a deadly glare on her face. She wielded a black spear, with angelic arrow heads on both ends of it. "Alastor!" She growls, forming a purple chain between him and her.

It clasped around Alastor's neck, he gagged at how tight it was. He put effort to tug at it, but it only grew tighter. "Why~if it isn't the queen of hell~" he tries to keep a stable tone, as Lilith pulls him to the ground. The chain shortens, dragging him towards her. "You seem-" he gags. "Very...riled up."

Lilith sneers, yanking him to her feet. "You didn't fulfill your deal, and now..you are going to pay!" She flings him into the air, slamming him against the ground.

Alastor chokes, trying to break away from Lilith. "Y-you won't..get your w-way.." he cracks, as Lilith holds the spear to his neck.

"There's no one here to save you now. I'm going to finish what you started, and there will be nothing, left of you." Lilith strikes Alastor in the side with the Angelic spear.