Death's Bitter Embrace (#Wattys2015)

Act II, Chapter XIV: Lessons To Be Learnt

Approx. 6:53 PM. 3 hours to Rory's party.

It was time to plan the lesson I would teach Rory, I would torture him, make him wish he never met me, wish he never picked on me. Hmmm. First of all I would need to ask him for a ride home, then as soon as we were in the car I'd drug him, making it easier to get him to the 'meat locker'. Then I would strap him down to one of the stone blood stained slabs and torture him.

First act of torture: the three senses for evil, see no evil, hear no evil and speak no evil. This meant I am going to pull out his teeth and cut out his tongue, shove tiny ice picks into his ears and burn his eyes out, this was going to be fun!

I walk into dad's 'meat locker' with my eyes fixed on my phone, I call out to dad, screaming the words 'Hey dad' I screamed this because the 'meat locker' was so big, he could be anywhere.

Buzz, buzz, buzz, my phone vibrates in my pocket, a text presumably, I pull out my phone, while walking into a dimly lit room, I didn't notice much else in the room, the only light source was the light from my phone. The only thing I really noticed was something, a shadow, and fiery red hair.

We had an intruder.

I read the text in my head multiple times, it was from Alex, she had text me, I read it over and over and over and ov-well I think you get the point. The words rolled off the tongue in several ways, sweet and sour...it read:

Find me in this maze!

I had been paying an abnormal amount of my attention to my phone that I hadn't realised that I was in the maze room that dad and I had used serveral times, she was in this room, she was in the 'meat locker'. I grab a weapon off the stone wall, just to be intimidating, not that I would actually hurt Alex, I couldn't possibly hurt her.

I have a passion for film, I film everything, I put my phone in my shirt pocket and turn the camera on-filming this would look great for a movie trailer-after editing it of course. I make sure that the camera is steady while I am walking, ensuring the footage isn't shit and still usable. Now, time to find Alex.

I walk around a few corners with the weapon I had grabbed from the wall-a mace-stained a crimson red colour from all the games it was used in. The room was still dark but my phone had its flashlight on, illuminating a path for me, all was dark, apart from the phone's light, and the fiery red hair I just caught a glimpse of before it left my peripheral vision.

I turn the corner and see Alex standing there, I notice two things instantly, Alex's gleaming white smile, her perfect smile staring at me and the second was...Raven, what was Raven doing here, she had died, exploded in tiny pieces. 'How could Raven be here? How?' I thought, lost for words, 'How?' I thought once more before asking the question to Alex.

"How? How is Raven alive?" I say in confusion, I saw her body, Raven's body on the hard metal floor of 'The Nightmare Room', I saw her lifeless body in pieces, "How?" I ask one more time, getting more confused as I ask, trying to comprehend how she was alive, how she could be here.

Alex walks up to me and hugs me, she started crying, for reasons I would only find out in due time, she was sobbing into my shoulder, nestled there perfectly, my arm started to hurt, like a searing pain, this was the worst pain I had ever experienced in my life. She says five short simple words in my ear to make sense of why Raven was here;

"This, is Angel, he gave her to me." She said still sobbing, still buried between my neck and shoulder I wondered who 'he' was. My arm still searing, I look down at my arm and see what was causing the pain, half my arm was covered in bright orange and blue flames, the mark of Lucifer burning brighter than the rest of the flames. This meant something. Blood no longer coursed through my veins, just fire, flames, and fury.

We ran out of the room, I quickly grab Raven-well Angel, they looked like twins-and hang up the mace, Alex's undeniably pretty smile, wiped clean off her face with the pain, as if someone had grabbed some cloth and wiped it off, I run out the huge door leading outside from the 'meat locker' with Alex's hand clasped with mine, and there stood four people, including Cain, it was the team. Their eyes were black.

Cain shot a cannon ball at us. 'Why was he doing this? Why did he try and kill us?' I think to myself as we dodged the heavy ball shooting towards us, presumably Alex thought the same. Time to put Angel to work, take her for a test run and show her the ropes, I sprint at Cain with Raven-I mean Angel-slicing the canon balls he shot at me in half with the utmost ease, almost as easy as Raven. As I get to Cain I plant Angel in the ground and throw my weight around her, swinging myself around her pole kicking Cain in the face, as a result he stumbled, stunning him for a short second or two, during the time period when he was stunned I yanked Angel out of the ground and slashed off his arm-well the canon that he had for an arm.

Rory's torture would have to wait until later tonight, he would have to wait for his slow and painful death.

A figure with long white silky hair parted the four people and revealed himself to Alex and I, she watched on with horror as did I, Angel was in my grasp, he was the person who gave her, Angel, to Alex. It was him. It was Lucifer, it was the Devil. He was calling us, our arms were burning, searing because he was calling to us, he was claiming us.

He was calling us.