True Born Outcasts

Journey to Hell

After our very pleasant week of training and mentally preparing ourselves we resentfully started our trip. On the way there we did see some very beautiful and unique scenery. But soon enough we were brought back to the reality that we were running from heaven straight to the devils in hell.

"Hey are you guys ok?" Goliath asked behind the helm.

"We're fine but we're still scared," I say as me and my friends are huddled in a corner of the wagon.

"Guys don't be scared! You guys are going to be fine!" He states trying to cheer us up.

"STOP THE WAGON!" I scream.

"Really it's not- OH Shit!" He says as he suddenly stops the wagon and we got out. We threw up as Goliath called the doctors over. After they examine us they left to discuss somethings.

"We know that they are not w/ anything. But! We do not know what caused them to get sick," The head doctor said.

"Ok, thank you for the examinations! Also just for extra measures, you are certain it's not a plague?" Goliath thanks gratefully but still questions out of fatherly concern and chiefly concerns.

"Yes we are positive!" The head doctor chimed. "It could've been nerves," she adds. Goliath nods in understanding. This put the doctors at ease and they went back to their wagons for us to continue or journey. Goliath suddenly turns and glares at us.

"What!?" We question, confused.

"You Guys Are Making Yourselves SICK!" He says agitated.

"I doubt that. And before you ask I doubt it because we're outcasts our nerves are never at ease. So if we did somehow make ourselves sick due to nerves then something else is happening that can possibly kill us," I state, w/ agreement nods of Butch and Hudson.

"But the doctors couldn't find anything. Which means you're probably reacting to something," Goliath states in deep thought.

After that we got back on the road. With an occasional fight here and there the only real thing that was off was the closer we got the sicker me and the gang got. Even Goliath showed small signs of illness. But w/ us being the only ones everyone was baffle. Especially since 3 of our 4 have traveled this path before and multiple of times. Which makes everything that much more confusing.

"Rest early you 4. You'll need as much rest as possible for when we get there," The head doctor says before leaving. We took her words to heart and went straight to bed. We woke w/ breakfast before us and a note saying that everything is packed minus our stuff but once we were finished someone would pack it for us. We quickly ate and got ready. We were on the road in less than a minute. But something was off since the first incident we would more frequently throw up and stuff. But now we were fine?

"Did you guys finally heal up?!" The head doctor asked, as she rode closer to us. We all shrugged.

"Maybe. But I honestly doubt it," I state. But before she could ask why we heard trumpets and the announcing of our arrival. Me and the gang instantly grew pale. As we looked up at the gates of hell. "We're here."