Heaven. (After the games.)

Behind the mirror building

I'm awaited by a shimmering golden fence. It towers over me. I touch the lock preventing my entrance. The lock begins the glow, I step back, the light becomes to bright to keep my eyes open. Then it stops, I open my eyes and the lock has disappeared. I gripe the handle to the fence. Then swing it open.

Oh my god.

There is no ground. I jump of the edge into the air and take flight. Above me I notice hundreds of floating circular platforms. Each about fifty feet in diameter. I fly up and land on one. On the floating platform is a house a skinny, but tall house. The door swings open and I hear talking from inside. A short girl, maybe seventeen when a human, walks out. She has shoulder length dirty blonde hair and a muscular body.

"Hey," she says awkwardly."are you new here."

"I came through the gate." I answer.

"What about the lock." She asks concerned.

"It disappeared when I touched it." Her jaw drops. The girl turns around and reopens the door.

"GUS." She calls.

"Yah." A tall handsome blue eyed boy walks out of the house.

"Get Dumbledoor." She orders.

"Wait, tell me who you are and what's going on." I demand.

The boy sighs. " I'm Augustus Waters, This is Betris Prior."

"Tris." She corrects him.

"What ever, Dumbledoor will explain the rest." Gus guides me to a platform sixty feet away.

On this platform lies a small hut. Smoke comes out of a small hole in the top of the shack. A tall brod shouldered boy with long shaggy hair walks out of the hut.

"Newt, get Dumbledoor." Gus says. Newt bounds back inside after looking at me as if he were alarmed. After a moment an old man with a long knotty beard hobbles out of the hut with newt.

"She opened the fence." Gus informs him. Dumbledoors eyes open widely.

"Come, come." Dumbledoor ushers me into the hut alone.

The hut is pretty plain. Just a fire with chairs around it.

"Sit down." He orders. I sit and he sits across the fire.

"Okay what's going on." I wonder. Dumbledoor ponders his answer.

"The fence was enchanted," he starts. "So that Devils are unable to enter. But all of the sudden Angels stopped coming here. We usually get a new one daily. We don't know where they went. No one, not even angels can open the fence. But it was fortold that one soul would be given the gift to transport between realms." Dumbledoor explains. Is that why I could come back from hell.

"I think I know where the Angels have been going. On the other side of the fence there is an other land. Filled with twenty two people." Dumbledoor's face goes dark. I wonder his emotional state.

"You have to get them out of there." He whisper/yells. "Before long the Devils will realize there is nothing preventing them from coming and taking over. Now go. They'll be dead in a minute if they come. " He stands me up and pushes me out. "CHUCK." He calls from inside. "TAKE THIS GIRL TO THE FENCE."

A rather plump, curly haired boy, ungracefully lands on the platform. He waddles over to me.

"I'm chuck." He holds out a little chubby hand.

"Clove." I shake his hand.

"The fence is just over here." Chuck leads me to the golden fence. I simply walk through. Leaving Chuck standing dumbfonded on the other side.

It looks about midday. Cato is probley doing his job as a guardian. It was my day off. I walk around the mirror building and down the wineding cobblestone path.

The road is, for the most part empty. All the other Angels are doing their job or in their homes. But there is a figure in the middle of the road. The figure has short choppy black hair with a bony body. The clothes the creature wears are tattered and ripped. The thing crawls and scurrys around curiously. Almost as if it were studying every detail, planning something. It's head whips around to look in my direction. I dart into a nearby bush at the edge of the garden. I peer through the leaves.

The figure closes its dark eyes. The ground beneath it disapears. And so does the creature. Then all is as it was before. Wait, I remember this mode of transportation. This is how they send me to the capital when I was in hell.

What comes from hell. Devils.

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Soooooo what do you think. Wa that good enough. Are you crying. Sorry about the Clift hanger. Hope you liked it. Tell me in the comments. I don't know what hat would happen next. I'm thinking something should happen with marvel. I want to bring him back. Tell me in the comments. I'll update by Thursday.

love y'all.

Bye my little puffer fish.