Alastor worked quietly on drawing the pentagram with human blood. He has a calm but slightly anxious smile on his face and he moved smoothly across the stone. It's dark out, he's in the middle of the woods and he's drawing this pentagram with his victims blood.

“Please work.”

Alastor said quietly, digging his gloved fingers into the body of his victim as he gathered more blood and continued working on the symbol. He needed help getting rid of his father and who better then a demon?