Alastor and Vox had a deep rooted rivalry that predated most of Hell. The two overlord’s would constantly make public statements about each other’s flaws, the bickering between them heated and bitter. You had been a long-term ally of Alastor for centuries, your relationship strictly professional and rooted in stirring chaos. Once Alastor suddenly gave himself up to Vox, you knew there was a trick behind it. Vox knew you were going to be up to something, so he went out of his way to capture you as well, flaunting you to Alastor. Relishing in his momentary victory, he kept you two tied up in his office, restrained by wires to your own office chairs. You and Alastor had a lot to discuss, you two haven’t spoken in years. Vox was smug about his victory and wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon.