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After getting settled into his new home, Alastor had decided to once again wander around. As Alastor looked at more of the family portraits, he was starting to see a pattern. Queen Lilith's smile never really reached her eyes as the years went on. The first paintings of Lilith and Lucifer had also included the sins. The sins looked young as in late teens young, five of them avoiding Lilith and Satan's gaze. The only one who actually seemed to be willing to even try was Mammon. Mammon was glaring at Lilith in the paintings, Alastor also noticed that Mammon had a protective arm around Leviathan.
"So, the sin of Greed has a soft spot for his wife after all. Not that I would know too much about that..." Alastor said, placing his hands behind his back.
But Alastor did feel a small pain of jealousy looking at the pair. Not that it really mattered, Alastor was too used to taking care of himself. Aside from looking after his friends and mother, Alastor mostly kept to himself. Alastor's mother often worried about him, but Alastor always told her that he was fine. Alastor realized that Lucifer and the other's colors were different. Lucifer's eyes were red and yellow, but the yellow was almost white. And the red had a small bluish tint to them, it was the same thing with the others. Mammon seemed whiter somehow and his eyes seemed paler and worn out. The Mammon everyone knew now seemed to have more energy not to mention fatter.
Leviathan, the beautiful head wasn't much different. The other was a pale plum color with a hint of pink, Satan was an almost creamy red leaning towards orange. Beelzebub looked like someone had dunked her in bleach. Belphegor was almost white, eyes almost silver, but the candle on her head didn't have a flame. Asmodeus a paler almost neon blue, his flame was a pale baby blue.
Alastor's right ear moved as he heard the sound of footsteps. The footsteps were getting closer, Alastor turned to walk towards the footsteps. When Alastor got closer the footsteps stopped, Alastor turned the corner to see Lucifer standing in front of a door. Alastor hadn't yet started to look into the rooms. Except for the bathrooms of course, today Alastor wanted to see the layout of the halls first. While the door was open Alastor took a quick look inside. Inside was a work table with all kinds of tools and mountains of ducks around the room. Alastor stared around the room in amazement at the mess and all the ducks. Alastor watched as Lucifer picked one of the ducks up.
Alastor had heard stories that Lucifer had odd hobbies. But he was not expecting this, Alastor had heard stories of a room filled with sex toys. A torture chamber, so far the truest one came from Greed saying that it was a room of toys. That had come from Mammon himself, which as much as Alastor hated it he wasn't surprised. The few times he had spoken to and seen Mammon he always struck Alastor as someone who knew where all the bodies were buried, despite his usually goofy and energetic nature. But Alastor had picked up a tiredness in the large sin and an anger that had grown roots. Whatever it was had left Mammon labeled as the black sheep of the sins.
While Lucifer wasn't looking, Alastor's shadow entered and started to look around on its own. The shadow moved slowly through the room looking at every pile of ducks. Through its eyes Alastor could see everything the shadow could. The number of ducks was impressive to say the least. Alastor's shadow started to take some of the ducks off one of the piles.
"Leave them alone...the last thing we need is for him to get all upset that we touched anything." Alastor said, making sure only his shadow was heard. "Look at the ones on the shelves if you insist on looking at them."
The shadow did as it was told, the first shelves Alastor's shadow looked at had all the Overlords past and present. Many Alastor had recognized right away, some were Overlords he himself had gotten rid of. Some were of course either friends of Alastor's or ones he had made one form of deal with or another. Like a certain cat Overlord who up till a few weeks ago Alastor had owned. As Alastor's shadow continued to look around, Alastor had thought about each Overlord he had ever known. Another Overlord duck got Alastor's attention, a rather slimy looking large duck. With very small hundred dollar bills tucked under one wing wearing a grey blazer with a large blood stain. Mammon himself had taken care of that one, Alastor had been there when it happened. Midas 'Slimy' Grey or just Slimy, because the man looked like he was always bathing in some kind of oil. Slimy was always trying to take over Mammon's gambling halls.
Mammon had told Alastor himself that at first he had found it funny. To see Slimy try and fail to win against his people. But when Slimy started trying to pass himself off as one of Mammon's new hires. And started robbing the places he hit, Slimy then tried to kidnap Leviathan. He failed miserably, but that was the last straw for the sin. The last time Alastor checked Slimy's shark-like teeth were now buttons on one of Mammon's suits. Dipped in gold of course and Slimy's well slime was being sold as cheap hair gel. His meat, well sadly Mammon couldn't sell that to anyone. Due to the fact that it was still producing oil so the big guy pretty much had to keep it. And Mammon didn't want to make any cannibals sick. It had surprised Alastor when he found that Mammon had gotten his hands dirty.
But Alastor did respect Mammon for this very reason. Alastor's shadow had gone back to looking around the room, stopping at the ducks of the sins then at Lucifer and his family. Alastor had of course heard the rumors about why Lilith had left. Those also varied, but the one that seemed to pop up was one that involved a possible war with Heaven. It never happened due to an angel Emily becoming good friends with Princess Charlie. And Emily's older sister Sera decided that a mass genocide wasn't a good idea. And then the princess started the Happy Hotel in order to redeem sinners. The name was so stupid to Alastor, Velvette and Rosie actually laughed. More at the name than anything else as for the other thing. Alastor didn't really think it was a bad idea and it was kinda working. Charlie had managed to get two sinners redeemed, but she had a nasty habit. Charlie ignored some of the people who had been there longer. And when they left Charlie cried and begged them not to go. Many left, Velvette had shared some of the videos she had found after Alastor had gotten his own Hell phone. Or rather made his own, yep Alastor had learned to make his own phone with a little help from Velvette and Baxter. At first Alastor did it just to piss Vox off; now he's sold at least seven hundred of them. For a long time Alastor didn't believe there were friends in Hell, till Velvette, Rosie and Niffty. Velvette had never once asked for anything from him; she just enjoyed having someone she could complain to about the rest of the Vees. Rosie would hand him deals and he would return the favor. Niffty was a little bundle of energy who always wanted to hang out with him without asking for anything.
Once Alastor's shadow finished looking around they started for the kitchen. After all, Alastor wasn't heartless; the most he could do was cook for his new employer. After all, Lucifer seemed to be one of the very few people who didn't want to use him.