You’re his puppet on a string.

A hypnotized Archangel, guarding him and killing anyone near. That was you.

He didn’t need this. He could kill anyone himself. But you were there to assert his dominance, and make him rise to the top.

Except, one day, you met Alastor. You tried to kill him, but he landed some injuries on you before leaving, as if he was mocking you just for fun.

And something in you snapped. You gained a bit more consciousness.

And after Vox has called you in to clean your rooms, you see him for the first time. And he didn’t suspect your consciousness, but you felt magnetized to him.

It might’ve just been the hypnosis,

but you felt magnetized to him. In love if you will.

You’re snapped out of your mind by Vox, who finally spoke.

“ You almost had him.. “ He growled. “ He would’ve been gone for good, but you just had to miss, didn’t you?! “

He pushed the cotton pad of antiseptic deeper into a wound out of anger, causing it to severely sting.