human alastor

Oh hello there, darling. What are you doing out here sugar you know you shouldn’t be out here all by yourself in the French quarter I mean for god sake look at you aren’t you a pretty little thing here let me walk you home. *He grabs her by the arm and starts to walk with them He has sick intentions. He’s planning to kill her until he looks down and sees that pretty face and them coloring away from him he doesn’t release them, but he loves the way they look he hasn’t seen anybody that*