+*A Beautiful Note*+ (Alastor x Reader)

(:)Chapter 13(:)

[Gore, torture and murder ahead]

|•|Third POV|•|

      {Y/N} closed the basement door, locking it behind her before walking down the wooden staircase. Her {E/C} eyes half closed as she looked towards the woman tied to a pillar with bloodied chains.
     "P-Please! Just let me go, I won't tell a single person about you! Never! J-Just let m-me live.. Please..!" Mary bellowed, eyes filled with tears of pain and fear. She harshly pulled at the chains keeping her back, her movements becoming more fearful as {Y/N} came closer.
      "Aww, are you becoming fearful of me, Mary..? I thought we would be good friends!" {Y/N} stopped in front of a metal tray, which contained many sharp objects and dangerous tools. {Y/N} chose the hammer this time. "You know what happens to those who suddenly don't want to be my friend..? They lose the ability to use their limbs properly.."
      "W-What do you mean..?" Mary had cuts and bruises all along her body, but most the cuts were deep, dripping with warm red liquid.
     "I suppose you'll find out soon."
      "Wha- AAAAAA!!" Mary let out an ear piercing screech as {Y/N} slammed a hammer onto Mary's left foot. Blood splattered across the hammer and Mary's skin, white popping out fo her skin in different places. Her broken bones.
      "Now you won't ever be able to get away! And you'll never even have the chance to tell someone about me!" {Y/N} bent down in front of Mary, a crazed grin upon her face. She seemed.. like a whole different person. She then pushed Mary's hair back, feeling satisfied as she watched Mary's painful expressions. Tears ran down the victim's cheeks as {Y/N} stood back up, humming a song. She then sang a certain part of that song, picking up a knife and pointing it at Mary.
      "The look in your eyes is so familiar..~!" She then went back to humming as she approached Mary. The woman snatched Mary's hand, cutting a large cut down Mary's smallest finger, leading the cut down to the palm of her hand. {Y/N} ignored the cries and screams of agony, and began peeling the skin off of the smallest finger, revealing the bloodied bone.
      {Y/N} did this with each finger, laughing every time Mary tried struggling and fighting. She knew she wouldn't make it out, her body might, but never alive. The screams and cries continued as {Y/N} slowly brought the knife towards Mary's eyes, ignoring her pleads. But then she froze.

      The doorbell rang.

       Mary sobbed as {Y/N} slowly stood, placing the knife back on the metal tray. Her expression turned into one of kindness, just like before, as if it were no issue. She then grabbed a apron which was hung up, and put on cleaning gloves, which covered the blood on her hands. {Y/N} slipped into different flats as the doorbell rang again.
      "Do not make a sound, Mary.. Or else I will make sure you wish you never had a voice.." With that, she walked up the basement stairs, leaving the basement and locking the door. She opened the front door, beaming once she saw Alastor.
      "Hello, there, darling~! I thought I'd come to visit! I hope you don't mind..?" Alastor grinned as he walked in, shutting the door for his beloved doe, yet his hands stayed behind his back.
      {Y/N} shook her head before gesturing he take a seat upon her sofa. She then went to pick up her notepad and pen, writing what she wanted to say.
      'I don't mind at all, all I was doing was cleaning in the end!' She handed the notepad to Alastor before walking around and sitting besides him herself.
      "Ah, very well, then! I brought you something, my doe~!" Alastor revealed white fading to red roses in his hands, his arms stretching out towards {Y/N}, suggesting she take the roses. Which she did, with a giddy smile.

Then a muffled scream was heard.

      Alastor raised a brow as he looked around, grin dropping slightly. Why was he hearing a muffled scream? He wasn't sure. But it sounded as if it came from the house. {Y/N's} house.
      The {E/C} eyed woman grit her teeth behind her smile, attempting to keep calm as she quickly thought of a way to distract Alastor. She quickly stood, heading towards the kitchen and coming back with biscuits, a note on top.
      'Have some biscuits! I'll return shortly. I must've left the radio on in the basement.' Alastor raised a brow as he read the note. It was odd that {Y/N} had a radio in the basement, and even if she did that voice sounded too.. real to be a radio host. The man slowly took a biscuit, staring at the note as he did so.