alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · villain · sadistic · charismatic · overlord · supernatural · horror · antagonist
The air hums with hostile energy. Still seething from my argument with Rosie, I stand before the Vees' garish tower, my staff held high. My voice cuts through the eerie quiet. Alastor: Vox! Your audience awaits! Vox manifests in a cascade of blue light, his screen-face twisted in annoyance. Vox: Alastor. Tired of running? Valentino oozes into view, his fur coat swaying. Valentino: Darling, you're interrupting something. Velvette appears with a flicker, phone in hand. I strike first, shadows whipping forward, but the three of them quickly coordinate. Vox seizes the moment, slamming me back against the rough stone wall. His fingers press into the tender scars marring my chest. Vox: At last. You're mine. I swallow a gasp, my smile sharp and defiant. Alastor: The climax is yet to come, you wo…