Alastor

okay.....

*Charlie keeps holding your hand. the others are standing around the grave. they're all silent. you can tell they feel for you*

....*I let go of Charlie's hand and I grab my viola and the viola bow* he loved it when I played this song. *I start playing carrol of the bells and you can see northern lights around me and you can see music notes dance around and you can hear the music is beautiful and. amazing and diffrent instruments play along to make it song more happy, sad, and epic.*

*Charlie shakes her head* don't be. it's not your fault. we all understand what you're going through right now.

I'm sorry I wasn't here.

*Charlie grabs your hand* it's not your fault. please, don't blame yourself.

yeah...

*Charlie is still in shock. she's never seen anyone kill another demon before. she doesn't know what to say*

I'm sorry... I should've came sooner i..i.... I wish I was here sooner so I could've stop the Angel Adam to not kill Alastor to a bleeding death.

*they all look up at you. Charlie is the first to speak* yes, we are. who are you?

*they recognize I look like a female older sibling of Alastor* i-im Alastors older sister, Jinx..

*they all stare at you in shock* you're his sister?

*I keep crying and crying and I feel a pain in my chest from guilt and pain that I feel losing my brother*

*the pain is unbearable, but you can't stop. you've lost everything. your family, your home, and now your only brother*

somebody...SOMEBODY PLEASE! *I keep crying hoping somebody will hear me for support*

*he shrugs* I suppose I did. but I had my reasons.

*I hit him with my strong metal Viola that I use as a weapon cuz it was made as one*

*he catches it and pulls it away from you, his grip is surprisingly strong* I wouldn't do that again if I were you.

*I feel his hand hold mine and he gave me his lucky red clock necklace that he got when he was younger and had it ever since* y-your giving this to me?

*he nods* I don't need it anymore. you should have it.

...to remember you.... don't die....

ur dying your not fine. don't try to get up *I hold him*

*he looks at you with a pleading expression* please, listen to me.

what is it.

*you see alastor injured and manic inside his destroyed radio tower*

*I appear and worp back to the place In hell and I see everything destroyed. I run to the radio tower*

*he's curled up in a corner, bleeding profusely from his head*