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> Damn it...
Lucifer soon emerged from the smoke and stared down at me with a smug grin. He knew he had won the fight and he knew there was nothing I could do about it. He reached down slowly and grabbed me by the neck, hoisting me into the air, where the tips of my toes barely scraped against the ground. He laughed that evil laugh of his and stared at me with a cold smile.
> Did you really think you stood a chance? That attack was pitiful, but you are the first person to fight me this long without dying straight away. I applaud your efforts and have decided to let you go this time, but in return you must return to fight me in the next three decades. If not, then I will find you and kill everyone around you...
He laughed again and threw me into the air. He called out again but the words were muffled because of my fading consciousness, the only words I could distinguish were "before" "have" and "gift". At this a golden beam shot from his right arm and blasted a major hole in my chest, smashing through the bone and ripping through my heart.
I awoke several days later in a room I didn't recognize. The walls were adorned with fancy paintings and other such items. The bed I found myself in was a massive four-poster oak bed. I tried to get up but I found the pain in my body to be far too strong to move but a few inches at a time. I gazed down at my chest, the last remnant of my time in hell, the last recollection I had of the fight. To my surprise it was covered by a silver dragon scale, it seemed my dear dragon had once again helped me out when I needed him the most...
I tilted my head over towards the open window and saw for the first time an angel, one of Lucifer's enslaved ones. The chains on her body were proof enough of that. It tossed a small piece of paper next to the bed before it was yanked down by the chains and vanished. Shortly after the door to the room opened and a girl around the age of 17 walked in.
> OH! You're awake! I thought you would have slept for another few days.
She walked over to the bed and started re-bandaging my wounds. I looked at her and around the room again, nothing made sense. I was in hell, how did I get here? The look on my face must have spoken the words my voice could not, for the girl spoke what I wanted to know.
> You are in my families castle. I found you outside, covered in scars and blood so I took you inside. My parents weren't too fond of the idea, but I can see you know how to fight from the saber that was left beside you. I want you to be my bodyguard when you get better.
The way she talked sounded like she thought she was in some sort of a fairy tale, and I of course was in no condition to object or speak out on how ridiculous it sounded, so I just lay there trying to heal as she re-bandaged me. My thoughts were still plagued by the loss I had against Lucifer, and the dreams I had dwelled on Jona. I had completely screwed up my revenge, but even worse, I had failed her...
 Tsukasasoul · Fri Jun 10, 2005 @ 02:28am · 1 Comments |
