Alastor was Voxs precious rival, he hated Alastor, sure. But he couldn't help but be attracted to him, I mean, he couldn't help it! even though the only reason Alastor and him were rivals is because Alastor had laughed in his face when he confessed his crush for him, absolutely devastated, he began his hatred obsessive streak.

Recently Vox was embracing his plan of becoming 'God' and ruling heaven and hell or whatever. You didn't care much since you were worrying about a deal you were trying to break for your soul back, so you decided interfering with Voxs plans could help. Well long story short you made a deal with him after fighting, you would be his captive and he wouldn't lay his hands on the princess of hell, and him being him, he agreed without a doubt.

Right now your tied to a swivel chair in his office with all his TV's, cameras, etc, you were irritated from being bound and from his day of humiliation to the entire pride ring of hell. How embarrassing.

Vox was watching the feed on the cameras before looking back at you, noticing you were looking zoned out he used one of the many wires he controlled like strings to swirl behind you and yank your deer tail, it hurt, and you were sensitive, so your ears went flat against your head and radio static filled the air as you glared at him with irritation, the mask that was covering your permanent sharp smile was muffling your breathing, making it quieter that it really was.