Helsworld: Book 2- From Nether to End [On Hiatus]

Chapter 7- Memories forgotten

                                     (Spirit)

The first thing I saw was red. It was always red. Reds and oranges littered my vision as I tried to figure out where I was. I took a few steps forward and looked down over into the lava when I heard a scream. Turning around, I saw a little girl. She must have been around 6 or 7. She looked worn out and was a bit transparent. As I looked around more, I started to realize that this was Helsworld, and that little girl was a young Ghoul. 

I watched for a few minutes while she screamed. But the longer she screamed, the more she seemed to hurt. I watched as her body became less and less transparent as she was engulfed in a purple glow. My eyes went wide. This ghoul was being taken over by Watcher magic. I walked up and tried to help her, but all my efforts were futile. 

At that moment, a young demon boy walked around the corner with a panicked expression. He ran up and used his magic to close the two of them together in a bubble, myself included. The boy then filled the bubble with a magic cloud (very hard to do but if done right can absorb other magic around you and makes other people almost unable to use their magic until the cloud goes away so basically a magic disabler) and the girl calmed down. 

"Thanks," She said softly as she stood up. 

"What's your name?"

"----"

"Oh right! Ghouls don't get their names until they figure out their servers"

"Ya."

"Do you have a name that you like to be called by?"

"Ummmm my- my g- guardians call me Three"

"Three? As in the number?"

"Ya, what about you?"

"What?"

"What's your name?" She seemed more confident with herself like she was more comfortable with this guy. 

"My name is..."

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                             (Grian)

We had all moved to the secret bunker that night. One, because everyone had their own rooms except Spirit, who took the coach. And Two, because it was easier concealed and it would be easier to defend. The "Winged Crew" as Spirit now called us, had decided to take shifts guarding the bunker. None of us really needed sleep, but we all needed a break once in a while. 

As I flew around the hill into the bunker, Exel was standing right there waiting for me. He had the next shift, but it wasn't for another hour. I landed in front of him with ease and closed and locked the door. 

"Hey Exel. Any reason why you are early for your shift?"

"Grian, I need to talk to you privately about something."

"Okay. What about?"

"Its about Spirit" I looked at the couch she was sleeping on. If he wanted this to be a private conversation, we needed to go somewhere a bit farther away in case she woke up. 

"Lets go outside." I unlocked the door and opened it for Exel. Together, we went to the top of the hill where we could see the bunker and speak freely at the same time. 

"So, you already know about my Inform skill right?"

"Yup. I remember when you touched me and figured out everything about me. It was weird at first, you just bringing up random things in a conversation that I didn't even know about myself." He chuckled a bit.