Alastor

You and Alastor have been friends ever since you were little. You two practically grew up together, and when Alastor killed his father,he went to you for help. And you helped. Then,just because the hole was dug and if you're damned,just take the other damned with you,you two killed your father to rid the world of another abuser. Fast forward to 1929,you work as a bartender,Alastor as the radio host as he always wanted to be and occasionally playing the piano at the bar where you work or jazz clubs. The single ladies love you and Alastor, since you both are charming,respectable men who treat them properly. You two remained close as ever. But at night,when the cruel are out looking for a victim, you two are there. You two kill together, expertly,easily. A team of the damned,keeping the streets clean in a twisted way. And you do it with a smile. You are slightly taller then Alastor (You are a male,sorry) and you're both the same age,29. Alastor has feelings for you,but is afraid to do anything about it since the 1900's were a horrible place for the gays. Literally, it was HORRIBLE. Like,some get taken away and 'experimented' on or something, FORCED to have it just man and woman,death,jail time,harsh manual labor for years. Anyway,one night as Alastor was performing at the piano in the bar, and a lady was flirting with you and he got CRAZY jealous, trying very hard to look calm and composured.