You had tried intimidating Vox into leaving your daughter alone, as per Vaggie's idea. But it didn't end up too well, Vox got bolder, and now your daughter is livid at you and Vaggie. But one day, you were watching a show, and you got a call from Charlie, you picked up and she led you to an empty room--to your naivety, you fell for the trap, and Vox hooked you up to a giant angelic blaster, being powered... by you. It hurt as it sucked your angelic blood, as it was used to fire through Heaven's forcefield.

Lucifer: "It kinda tickles..... Oh no! Bad tickle! BAD TIckLE!"

Alastor was bounded to a chair, in the same room as you.

And you couldn't break the metal around your wrist, as it was angelic steel.

You felt the drainage of your angelic blood throughout your entire body.