Two Souled Girl

Chapter 1

An old woman on her about 40's, was living into the woods have accidentaly killed her daugther by the hunters. She has been shot while peacefully sleeping as the bullet passed through on a thin walls made by weaved leaves.The old woman who is screaming as she carry her daugther on her arm is full with anger. She round her eyes with hideous glares from every corners, hoping to see the one who did the crime. And suddenly picked the axe beside the kitchen. She killed them one by one. Suprisingly.

She head back to her house seeking up for her mother's black book, that she was before rejecting to accept. It was a witch book, covered with stitched goat skin. A book that contains every spells. A spell that can make her daughter back to life. She slice her wrist and let her blood poured down the ground, creating a pentagon. Lighting up some black candles from the old oak trunk. She spoke different languages and summon the devil named Ozort.

Outside the pentagon, was burned with fire. The flame continue to crawl all over the house and burn everything down to ashes then the devil appears that doesn't seem to be happy to be called. It has a face of a goat and a big horn facing towards the heaven. The devil ask the woman and then spoke with real deep voice.

"How dare you to summoned me?"

"Grant my wish my Lord, I'm willing to offer you my own soul. My Lord, bring her back to life."

She spoke as her voice is shaking while covered in fear.

Her tears stream down while she keeps her eyes locked on the demon; paled and giddy down in her knees. Doesn't know what to do next, it's a matter of choice in the near of death. Whether she reverse the runes and fight against the demons to drag him down to hell again or just continue the negosation between them.

But the faith she keeps to let her daughter back to life again is stronger than her fears. Even she doesn't even know if she can able cope her wish with the demon.

The enormous fire suddenly disappear and dark shadow filled the whole place. Now, only her, the child, and Ozort is left in nowhere.

"W-where are we?" asked the old woman, scared and shocked.

"Hell. The cemetery of the wicked souls. The place where souls will burn and die everlasting." Ozort replied calmly.

"A life you're asking is a life in return. Everything that was given need something to be taken. You have to offer me your SOUL." he continue. Drawing the word "soul" more louder and deeper.

Everytime he let a word slip out of his mouth, a dark smoke follows and creeps down and touch all over the womans body. It is cold as ice and hot as fire. No word can't describe her feeling. Goosebumbs are growing against the surface of her skin when all of the sudden the baby was burn with fire in a blink.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" shouted the woman. She keeps shouting with her throat until it was finally turned to ashes.

"In the ashes she created, in ashes she'll come back. White as bones and fined as sand." the demon keeps murmuring.

The woman was left unsaid, shriveled, flowing her tears without knowing. She gasp and utter words without a sounds while her eyes keeps open as Ozort stride near her position. Now Ozort was standing just right in front of her and the pentagon disappear.

"Demons are impossible to hurt humans,.." her voice shakingly.

"But not the one who calls my name." the demon replied.

".. don't worry, I'll just grant your wish. Afterall you will live with your daugther once again."

Ozort put his hand to her shoulder fervently and let her lie in a cold marble ground. He slide his hands to her cheek downward, delving the body fashionately and cut her clothes down aggresively. Now, a naked body of a weak woman is witnessed by him. Studying every curves of her porcelain white soft skin body. They begin to dwelled their souls. It was the forbidden sin of all the sins between the immortals and mortals that will create a commotions both heavens, hell and earth.

He reached the edge of glory while lying above the woman. And the dark shadows left. There they are again, in the small house, just them two alone. The sky was covered by thick dark clouds and crumbles with lightning and loud thunders. Sound of the angels' trumphets, damned souls that are screaming and crying, louder and louder have filled the places. A sign that heavens and hell is shutting their gate to close; locked.

Ozort is rejected by hell and he can't return once more. Now he have turn himself into a mortal with limited time to live. A mortal who is capable to die.

After a week that have pass, the woman gave a birth to a child to whom she carry to her womb. It has the same face as her daughter who've passed away; her daughter who accidentally hit by the bullets; her daugther who was burned in fire. But something was different, her eyes is blue as fire. Something that reminds her of the demon's eyes. Like a soul is peeking out to the hole of its skull.