An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Summary: Alastor was enjoying a perfectly fine Overlord hunt until a caped lunatic decided to wreck his night. He might have overlooked the interruption once, but it just keeps happening. Each encounter drags them deeper into a twisted game, a dance where neither would emerge unscathed.
A/N: This one is so stupid, but I love it. XD It's also weird dark. I also very much enjoyed writing Alastor hunting down Overlords in very creative ways.












