Fatal Choice

The Dark Boundaries

The bleak cobblestone streets of the dark boundaries, were paved with blood and gore from the last brave souls that walked upon them. Leilah's black leather boots, stunk of decomposing bodies, as she trudged through the guts. It wasn't a first, and most definitely not the last time. A cool breeze blew through the air, signaling Leilah there was trouble brewing.

A breeze only ever signified...."Get out of the way worthless scum!" Leilah stepped out of the way for..."Well nice to see you too Scal. " Leilah groaned, rolling her eyes quickly to the right. Scal was Malum's messenger. A ruler of Death and Sin wasn't going to go out telling people about what needs to be done. That's just unrealistic.

His grotesque dark crimson face, reeked of dismay. Tiny horns petruded out from his revolting scalp, shedding little flakes of skin as he relentlessly scratched away with his long sharp claws.

"Shut up and move out of the way." Scal said, nailing a flyer into the cracked brick wall of a desolate home. The owners must have been slaughtered. Leilah thought to herself, gazing at the blood splattered on the wall, that was slowly staining the flyer.

Scal teleported away, back to Malum's domain, leaving Leilah to nosily stare at the paper. "Move out of the way puny boy." A masculine voiced boomed, as he shoved Leilah into the blood covered wall. "Excuse me," Leilah said while gently caressing the tender spot on her shoulder.

She limped over to the man and tapped him on his muscular shoulder to get his attention. The strong man turned around and looked down the meet Leilah's gaze. Her scarlet eyes burned a deep fire in any who dared to stand against her. The man would still not back down. He swung out his hammer, that glistened without a speck of light hitting it. Leilah dodged relentlessly for her life.

She pulled out her dagger and dug it straight into the mans arm, forcing him to drop his weapon, ultimately making him helpless. "Please, I was mistaken. Please show mercy upon my petty soul." He plead, but Leilah had no mercy in Sartarus. If she were to let him live, she might be in his shoes later on. She just can't risk it. She thrusted the tip of her dagger into his left eye, tearing it out and cutting the nerves off.

She did the same to the other, ripping his vision away from him. Leilah then skinned him alive, slicing the flesh of his chiseled face, leaving just blood and bone, as he screamed in intense pain and anquish. "End my torture! Just end it!" She wasn't one to show mercy. She made a small incision across his neck, letting him slowly and painfully bleed out.

She ripped the flyer off the freshly stained wall, and walked off into the distance as the echo of the man's gurgled screams slowly faded away...