Living Hell

Chapter 6: Nightmare?

Once back at my own little shack I plopped down on my bed, just big enough for me. Sagiv pushed the door shut with his massive paw and looked at me with what I thought was a tinge of sadness.

"Sleep." His gravely voice drifted into my mind.

I simply nodded, kicking off my boots and tore off my black jacket. I pulled the extra blanket off the bed and tossed it onto Sagiv. He snorted, but laid down purring lightly. I smiled at his reluctance because I knew better.

Sagiv loved me and I him. We always would for as long as we both survived, for if one of us died the other had a very real chance dying too, such was the ways of forming a bond with a creature, you gave them part of your soul.

I twisted, getting comfortable and blanking out other thoughts and slowly darkness began to consume my mind.

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I was walking down Lucifer's palace hallways. The great glass doors to his chamber open a crack. Flashes of light were coming out of the crack in the doors. I stepped closer and peered in between the doors.

What I saw made me gasp.

Lucifer was using Black spells- thick, stringy shadows- upon the boy which was causing him to scream in pain. I watched as Magick pulled at the boy and in a flash of bright light out came a blue glowing orb.

My body trembled as I recognized the orb- Hell had one too only it was red, it had come from Lucifer which meant only one thing- the boy was a God, an incarnation meant for the Heavens.

Jake was actually the Ruler of the Heavens!

Or rather soon to be, if this dream was accurate and if he has the time to unlock the powers in his mind (meaning death) or if the Angels magically appeared and took him, which I doubted would be any time soon.

My eyes flickered back to what was happening, ensnaring me:

Lucifer trapped the glowing orb away in a dark container; wrapping up the Black spells he cast. The once young boy was now a Daemon with midnight wings and eyes so black I feared I'd fall into there depths. One of the most glorious beings I'd ever seen...

I fell backwards in shock, creating a loud thud. The "boy" flicked his head in my direction. He grinned, revealing white teeth- all pointed sharp. But the smile, no matter how gruesome it seemed made my heart feel...something it hadn't done for anyone beyond my mother, father, and Sagiv. However, that was all different, nothing like this. Nothing that made me feel as though I was burning, but burning in a good way. I was beyond shocked...

Lucifer flashed over and grew enraged, my hiding spot found.

When Lucifer was angered he morphed. Losing all human-like qualities, the Ruler of Hell, now was a red skinned, sharp fanged, horned, pointed-tail Daemon looking much like the Cambions only ten times bigger and more horrifying.

He grasped my throat and held me up against the wall, forcing me to see the now innocent looking child. Lucifer began talking, but I couldn't hear any of what he said.

It was all disorientated and the longer I stared at Jake the boy the more connected I felt to him. It wasn't the same as the Daemon I had just seen him transform into, but nonetheless I felt an overpowering need to be near him, to find out more about him.

More and more...

Soon I began to feel my airway closing- Lucifer squeezing my throat tighter and reaching his other red clawed hand up, with a grin so wide you'd think his face would split, and-

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I woke up, gasping.

Lucifer had almost plunged his hand into my heart!

My mind screamed.

I was dripping sweat and shaking.

Sagiv was standing close by- a huge ball of frenzy. His fur stuck up everywhere and his face was contorted into a snarling grimace. Slowly, he flattened out noticing I was awake and his face relaxed into his abnormal-looking sarcastic expression.

"What happened?" His voice echoed through my mind.

"I..." Events of the dream flowing back- Lucifer, Jake, Black spells- none of it making much sense except, I needed to get that child before Lucifer made him a Daemon... A glorious Daemon, but nevertheless I somehow knew it wasn't meant to be.

"I don't remember much. I had a dream... About the child I was sent to bring back. Lucifer used black spells and turned the boy into a Daemon," more events flooded back. "He's the next God for Heaven! And Lucifer rips out his soul essence taking it for his owns evil plans!" I felt dizzy, steadying myself on Sagiv.

"Oh no... That's bad. Really bad... We have to do something." He growled low.

I nodded, looking over the clothes I had on- a plain black shirt and jeans. Content with what I was wearing except for the jacket which I pulled on; I rubbed my face exhausted despite my sleep.

Images swirled in my mind as I lifted the rug in my poor looking shack to reveal a wooden door, lifting it I grabbed out two blades and a Revolver- just in case. I strapped each hand blade on my outer thighs and the Revolver in my belt. Checking that off my list I turned to leave.

Why did Lucifer want Jake a Daemon instead of killing him?

Why was I so attached to Jake or rather Lucifer's morphing of Jake?

What was he going to use his soul essence for? I knew that was the key, but a key to what?

It couldn't just be starting a war...

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What I was about to do seemed insane even for me- a Daemon of Hell where insane is all that lives within the Gates.

Never mind, stealing Jake from his mother I had felt sickened enough, now I was going to steal Jake from Lucifer, my Ruler and the exact one of Hell.

Yeah, heh stealing from the Ruler of the deepest, darkest pits of this Hellish wonderland? Yeah, deal me in, haven't lived my life full enough.

If I'm caught? What's left of my soul with be destroyed along with Sagiv...or worse.

I'll pay a visit with which, that I'll never come back from- to the Seven Deadly Sins of Hell.

Part of me knew that the events in my dream might not all happen, I was after all dreaming. Yet I knew Lucifer was planning something and I knew with a righteousness I couldn't explain that Jake was, indeed, the next God of Heaven.

I glanced at Sagiv and muttered, "It's now or never."

He pulled back his lips in a sarcastic, ghoulish smile. He wasn't exactly very happy about me saving what I already gave to Lucifer. But he knew what had to be done and he'd stick it out with me to the end, whether it meant me dying and him, or both of us facing the Sins together.

"Let's get this shit over with..."

And with that we left to face the Ruler of Hell.

We we're so fucked.