resolve like a crust of duty wrapping around her heart.
“AMELIA, WAIT!” My thundering voice had the power to shake the walls, but not enough to stop her as she took her first step forward…I was powerless. Nothing more than a broken whisper of words the moment she finally gave in and looked at me over her shoulder. But it was no use, for the second I saw the unshed tears in her eyes I knew it was nothing more than a goodbye.
“You said you wouldn’t run again,” I uttered with my voice near breaking, making her take a deep shaky breath. Then she told me,
“This isn’t me running, Lucius.” I snarled in anger unable to help myself as I gripped the sides of the tunnel feeling the stone crumbling in my demonic hands. Hands that were changing as my restraint was at an end.
“But don’t you see, it is! It fucking is, Amelia, and you know it!” I snapped back at her with a clench of my teeth and a prick of my fangs as they grew quickly against my bottom lip. The taste of my own blood was a bitterness only reflected by the battle I was losing. For I watched as she straightened her shoulders in that determined way, telling me that I had just lost any slim chance I might have had and therefore had to start planning for the worst. Her next words were just a confirmation I didn’t need or fucking want at this point!
“No, this me choosing to save our world,” she replied and I shook my head as I felt the leather of my glove start splitting as it gave way completely to my demon and the symbolic sight wasn’t lost on me. Not considering it was merely a reminder of what started this fucked up road fate decided to force us both down.
“Amelia, I fucking swear to every Gods be damned being out there, that if you do this…”
“But I don’t plan on doing this alone…” my threat was cut short the second she declared this, and my breath caught up in what felt like a throat full of thorns. To the point that I felt powerless to speak when she carried on and cursed me with the full extent of her plan…one that she didn’t yet know would never fucking work,
“Don’t worry, if this all goes to plan, then the second I step through this portal, the barrier will drop and it won’t be goodbye for long, Handsome…As I will see you on the other side.” I barely got out a growl of anger before it was turning into a demonic roar, one powerful enough, that this time when the walls shook, dangerous cracks appeared,
“NO!” I roared in blind fury.
But it was no use, for she had simply stepped…
Straight into my personal Hell.
7
Deal with The Devil
The moment she disappeared was the moment that my demon erupted, doing so just at the very second the barrier evaporated, and my Hellish body responded by storming inside the Temple. Unsurprisingly I was ready to tear the whole fucking lot down with my bare hands if need be.
“WHERE IS SHE?!” I roared as my body leant forward into the bellow of rage, with my wings now stretching out behind me. The Keepers of Three were at least wise enough to flinch away from me as I advanced on them with a fury, that this time, was one that felt like it lit my veins on fire. But their stumbling steps weren’t enough to escape my wrath, for I grabbed a fist full of the robe that the mangled body of three men merged was wearing.
“King of Blood!”
“Lord of Souls!”
“Mmgatser mof mmellish!” they all said in unison as I started to force the tall deformity to walk closer to the entrance of Hell ignoring the struggles of a mass of gnarled muscle and bone.
“TELL ME!” I thundered but the second they all started to shake their heads as one, with what little movement the prison of flesh would allow them, I took action. I kicked out hard enough that it broke bone and shattered the knee cap of one of the strongest legs standing. The Keepers of Three landed hard on the broken floor, one that had been cracked due to the Hellish roots of the Tree of Souls from its growing infection. Two of the three heads howled in agony as their own splintered bones tore through their flesh, and at any other time the