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The Vees are the most powerful overlords in hell, renowned for their control of the media, their luxurious lifestyles, and the terrifying power of three overlords working together. At least that's what they want you to think, in reality they were a mess of disagreements, fights, and power disputes. Only one sinner has been able to watch this ecosystem of aggression up close.
Alastor, radio demon, most powerful dinner in hell, ex-missing person, and currently Vox’s toy. The scheming lunatic had got himself captured by the TV head just the other day. Not that the other vees helped at alllll. No they just don't exist according to the press. Y'know the press that Vox controls. Vox, their “equal business partner”. The humiliation parade that Alastor was forced to participate in lasted all day. Not a sign of Val nor Vel throughout. Vox was cutting them out, she could tell.
Val hadn't even been able to get a word in with him, much less any uh, physical attention. Except when it served Vox. Vel had a meeting with Vox that he had to cancel “look ive said I'm sorry, Velvette. What more could you want?I'm a busy man now!” He had said when she questioned him. She stormed out but didn't miss the small “fucking woman.” He muttered as she left the room.
Velvette mused on all of this as she stirred her batch of love potion. Muttering below her breath, she glanced out the window, scream rain was screaming when a knock rang through the room.
“Come in!” she called, her patience already thin.
Her personal assistant appeared in her doorway, calmly waling towards her. Velvette felt better as she saw Melissa.
“Hey love” she clicked her tongue “ oh dear I KNEW that colour would look fab on you! Oh I could just eat you up! But you're not here to show off” she laughed that last part. “whats happened?” She said, her voice softer then usual, dropping her ladle and walking towards Melissa. “Wait.” She said stopping right before her. “Is it vox?” Melissa nodded, expression souring. “Is it about Alastor?’ she nodded again, looking like she was trying not to curse.
“He wants you to speak to him. I overheard he was planning to speak to the other overlords and wants you to supervise The Radio Demon whole he's off.”
Vel laughed out loud, sharp and harsh. “ He wants me to fucking babysit for him?” She asked incredulously. Before letting Melissa answer she had already began to storm towards the exit. “You've gotta be fucking kidding me! That cunt has been sidelining is for weeks and now he wants me to fucking babysit for him? Like a poor fucking teen trying to make any money?? Oh he is gonna fucking regret this.” She continued to ramble as she stormed down the hallway and tapped her foot as the elevator doors closed. When she reached the top, who gave vox the top floor anyway? It's not like he's the most important of them! Porn and social media are super fucking relevant! No one watches the news anyway!”
When the doors finally opened enough for her to squeeze through she ran straight towards the Vox's office knocking over various assistants and employees along the way. They dont matter anyway. She practically knocked down the door to Voxs office when she stormed in.
“Velvette, so nice to see you! I'm sure you won't mind, it's only a couple of hours you see.” she spied Alastor on his wheelie chair spinning around like a bored office worker in the corner. “ I just don't want anything to happen you see. Simple safety choice and you are the best candidate.” his eye began to grow with the stripes appearing. Before the mind control could take any affect Vel slapped him across the screen.
“ You asshole, I can't believe you'd try to pull that I swear to satan. One more fucking time and I swear I will turn all of hell against you.” She shook her head. “ Fine I'll do it this one time and you will regret it bitch.” Vox's smile spread, his charming persona still plastered squarely on.
“ I knew you'd come around my dear, I hope you have fun, any torture is okay, just keep him presentable for the cameras.” he said, strolling over and placing his hands on her shoulders. Vel shrugged then off and stalked over to alastors chair, grabs it by the backa and drags him out of the room, only 2 wheels touching the floor