Alastor (human)

*Alastor leads Anthony outside, away from the bar. He leads him down a dark alleyway, away from prying eyes. He stops in front of a dark, secluded spot and turns to face Anthony.*

Anthony: what are we doing here?..

*Alastor smiles and steps closer to Anthony, his eyes glinting in the darkness. He speaks in a low, seductive voice.* Alastor: We're going to have a little... fun.

*Late one Friday evening, Alastor walks out of his front door. He lives in a small house right on the edge of the city of New Orleans. It’s the perfect location. Not too far from the city, but very close to the marshy swamps that surround it. It’s the perfect place to bring his victims to. He chuckles quietly to himself.* Alastor: Hmm. I’d say tonight is a wonderful night to go 'hunting'

*Ashley was with Abby and CC in an alleyway, when she heard a gunfire shoot next to her, they hurried to the car, Ashley drives quickly, tires screeching*

*Alastor is in his car, driving through the city, and he notices a car speeding down the street. He follows it, keeping his distance. He has a feeling he's about to find a new 'plaything.'*

*He leans in a bit closer.* What's your name?

I'm luna and you?

Alastor. And I must say, you're a very pretty girl. *He looks you up and down, and it makes you feel uncomfortable.*

*He can't help but notice how flustered you are. He smiles softly and leans in even closer, his breath brushing against your skin. He's never felt this way before, but he can't deny the feelings he's having right now.*

*Alastor's eyes narrow. He looks around and sees that a group of police officers have surrounded him. He's trapped.*