Satan's Child

30. Truth Be Told

"Who are you?" they look surprised and angry at the same time. "I'm sorry." I lower my head. "I thought you were worried about us blowing your cover, Elaine." Andrew walks over to me and I make my wings go back and put my sword back in its sleeve safely placed at my back. The flames surrounding me dying down instantly.

I do a quick spell so that I get my belongings out of hell and in front of me. It's only a medium-sized chest. Taking out the cape and placing it on my shoulders, I feel myself calm down.

"I'm sorry for lying, I'm Elaine. Satan's child." They look at me anger coursing over their faces.

"You understand that we have to kill you, right?" Jake has anger, but sadness written all over his face. "I'm not here to hurt you. I'm here because fifteen years ago I went down to hell to kill Satan. Satan being the ruler of hell saw me coming. He took me down. Locked me into his house, only for me to become like him. I never gave in, knowing that I don't want to become anything like him. Every time I did something that resembled something good, he did this." I roll up my sleeve again. Showing the gruesome scars covering most parts of my body by now.

Andrew's jaw drops open. He looks at me with worry written all over his face. He was never one to hide his emotions very well.

"Elaine? Are you okay? I nod and I see that the others have come closer. "Wait what's this?" he points to the bigger one of my chest. "Nothing." I pull the cape closer to my body. Not liking the judgment from their looks. I hate my scars. It's like my childhood trauma.

"I'm sorry for asking." Andrew comes up beside me. Wrapping an arm around me as I lean onto him. "How come you still look so young?" he asks as the three boys have calmed down and are now listening to the conversation. "Immortality, remember. Besides time moves differently in hell. For me, it's like a year passed."

"I understand. Well, at least I get comfort by knowing that you are just as old as me. Even though you defiantly don't look like it." He chuckles and I smile at him. "I'm just glad that I can be with you again." I hug him tightly. I missed Andrew so much. I'm glad that those fifteen years went by faster for me than any other year.

"I'm sorry for destroying your little moment." I separate from Andrew and watch as Jake walks over to us. "You said you were sixteen right? And now Andrew says that you never changed?" I sight.

"I lied. I'm not sixteen, I panicked in the car. Desperate to get as far away from Satan and back to Andrew, Henrik, William, and Mats who I lived with once I found out I was Satan's child in the first place. I'm just two years younger than Andrew, William, and Henrik. Being Satan's child has some advantages I guess." I give him a fake smile. Jake walks even closer to me.

"After all those stories that Andrew told me about you. I trust you. You're nothing like your father." He gives me a tight hug before letting me go. I look at him in surprise. "Andrew? Did you speak of me that much?" he looks away, clearly embarrassed.

"Kind of. I liked talking about you. You were always on my mind anyway. Talking about my memories with you reminded me of them so that I never forgot. I held onto hope that you would return one day." I look up at him.

"Jake, when did you guys arrive with Mats and Andrew?" they all seem to think for a moment. "When I was ten. I've been with them for eight years now." Jake looks at me. "I'm eighteen now. I can't believe I never got the chance to drive." I laugh at that too. Thinking how I never got to do that either. Damn, I never even graduated from school. Jeez.

"Jake, do you mean it. You're not afraid or skeptical of me?" He looks at Andrew who gives him a reassuring smile, then at me. "No, why should I be. I grew up with Andrew and he never called you a monster, a bad person, or evil. So, I don't see why I should." He smiles at me. "Well, that's better than me. I used most of my time to feel awful because of who I am." He looks at me sadly. Pushing the thought away I turn to Andrew.

"That's all in the past now. Don't worry about it. We should focus on figuring out how to kill Satan." I look at the others. "Do you have any plans?" Mats come over to me. "Do you know why those three came to hell?"

I think back. I guess I never thought about that. I shake my head. "They came down to hell to get this." He signalizes for Jean to come over. He is skeptical, but he does as Mats tells him to. He hands him a book I know very well. "Satan's book."