Third Person Perspective
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(Y/n) listened happily as Alastor chatted, seemingly endlessly with her. In those moments, she felt like another person. A feeling she had been craving for a little while now. Unfortunately, she tensed again when a familiar somebody was staring at her. She needed to get out of here and fast.

"Oh my! Well would you look at the time! I'm sorry to cut this short Alastor, but I have a meeting!" (Y/n) looked at Alastor, her fluttering (e/c) eyes taking in his presence one last time, before fixing her posture and clearing her throat. "I'll see you back at the hotel."

Suddenly, the seriousness that had rest upon her delicate features had softened as she gave him a warm smile. As she left, she let her fingers gently caress his broad shoulder in the pointed pin stripe suit.

Even though Alastor loathed the touch of others, somehow he felt... ok with it. He felt.... empty, but not the emptiness that had craved death. It made him hurt a little inside. He didn't like this, but he didn't know where it had arose from.

Alastor decided to distract himself, scaring people on the streets and killing those who had looked at him the wrong way. And for the first time, he heard (Y/n)'s name in a crowd of many people, and as she had said herself, not everything was very... nice.

He felt a rage crawl inside of him at the things he heard. His neck cracked as he looked toward the two male demons who talked so sadistically and sexually of her, like they owned her and she was theirs to play with. No. He had to put a stop to this.

Approaching the demons, he continued to hear their awful remarks and comments. He knew this is what she hated, so, he'll help remove the problem. His eyes glowed excitedly at the idea.

"She'd look great without anything on. Shame she's not a stripper." One man snorted, the other chuckled. Alastor cringed, but approached them with his regular smile, imagining them being torn limb from limb.

"Hello, loathsome sinners!" The men tensed and looked at Alastor with wide eyes. So they knew who he was... "This is going to be very entertaining~."

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On the way back to the hotel, something caught his eye. Something shiny and that could surely be silk. He walked over and picked it up. His red eyes shined in wonder. It was a feather. The beautiful white shone out his dark shiny gloves. A light seemed to illuminate from the beautiful feather.

He gently caressed it with his gloved thumb. The feather shuddered as if it had a mind on it's own. He felt entranced by it and desired to know where it came from. A mystery this was. Perhaps...... it was a feather from an angel.

Alastor paused, then laughed aloud to himself. "Oh, of course not!" He exclaimed internally, but the idea that it could be kept crawling back into his mind.

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(Y/n) sat in her room, bruised and uncomfortable. Her mind kept trailing back to her...... "friend".

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Her feet finally resting upon the soft ground, she let out a long held sigh. She didn't want to be here. It was boring and she hated being controlled. She could never do what she wanted.

She took a break before returning to her walk. Something caught her eye though... or should I say someone. He was a tall and rather attractive male, who was radiating with dark energy, but (Y/n) knew she could've been over reacting. Besides, she's sworn she's seen him before.

"Hello (Y/n) it's a lovely day for a walk. But isn't it always?" He chuckled, (Y/n) nodded and felt a thrill run through her. Finally someone to relate to!

"Yeah... it gets a little boring." (Y/n) smiled at the man. He seemed to perk as if he had just had an idea, though he's had it for a while.

"Why don't we run away and have some fun...?~"

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A small smile grew on her lips. She loved that day, though it had startled her. She will always remember it. But every dream comes with a price.

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"You want to stay here right?" (Y/n) nodded. "Then you must pay the price."

He twirled her beautiful (h/c) hair in between his fingers, before grabbing a handful and shoving her down.

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She shuddered, (Y/n) needed a distraction. "I wonder if Charlie is available..."

Heading down the stairs, she shivered in delight at the squeaking of the rusty stairs. (Y/n) searched the halls and soon found a little office and knocked. Soon the door opened.

"Hey (Y/n)! What's up?" She exclaimed happily.

"Oh nothing! I'm just a little bored and figured I'd hangout with my favorite girl!~" (Y/n) giggled, especially at Charlie's bright smile.

"Of course!" Charlie hugged (Y/n) before going elsewhere.

"Hopefully what happened will leave my mind alone..."