My Demons (Book 1)

Chapter 9: We Can't Escape...

Picture isn't relevant to the story, but look at that puppy's face! He looks so mad, yet adorable at the same time.

Phil's p.o.v

Staring at the wall, I tried to loosen the rope around my legs, however it was tied tightly. I yawned sleepily. How many rooms did he have in this mansion? Immediately, the red cuts on Alex's neck flashed into my mind. Damon was definitely a demon. No one else in their right mind would do that to their nephew.

I thought about my mother. She should of returned home from her spa trip and discovered I was gone by now. I bet my father pretended to care. He probably loved the idea of me dead.

Sighing, I glared at the wall. Stupid walls, keeping me trapped in here. Looking around the room, I saw nothing sharp enough to cut through wire.

I need to get out of here, but how? Think Phil, think. My head throbbed. It still hurt from the picture falling on it. That reminds me, I need to get revenge on the guard before I leave. Now we're talking! What are thinking? We are not thinking anything at the moment! Revenge can wait. Revenge waits for no one! Swarm of bees? King cobras? Pins on the floor? Fake blood? Wow. Someone's excited. Just a little.

Can we focus on getting out of here first please. Right...that might be a problem. We are on a different planet. What?! How are we? Portals. Demons use them to go from this realm to Earth. Yes but, if we are on a different planet then how has no one seen it?

This realm or planet, whatever you want to call it, is hidden behind the moon. It's half the size of it actually. Oh. My. God. There is a hidden planet behind the moon that is run by demons and no one knows about it. That's what I just said. I know what you said!

"Uumm...Alex?" I asked nervously. How would he cope if I told him we were stuck here? Badly. Should I tell him?

"What is it this time?" He sounded pissed off, probably from the guards. I gulped.

"We're on a different planet hidden behind the moon." I said, quickly to get it over with. I wasn't sure if he had heard me.

"You what?" He spat. "We can't escape." I whispered. I turned to face him, but he looked away. His fists were clenched behind the chair. I heard him breathing heavily. His face turned red.

Suddenly, the door flew open. I spun round to see the woman from earlier standing in the doorway.

"That least you have your mouth closed this time," She joked, walking straight past us. I hid the smirk tugging at my lips. Alex glared at me. If looks could kill.

I looked over my shoulder to see her holding a knife. My face paled. With one swift swipe, she cut through the wire. I winced. The blade had sliced through some of my skin. Fresh blood began to drip out. I held my fingers over the cuts to try and control the bleeding. At this rate, I would die from bleeding to death.

After waiting for her to finish with Alex, I stood up rubbing my sore ankles and wrists.

"You couldn't of used cloth could you?" I asked jokingly. Alex still looked unamused. I rolled my eyes at him. If we're going to be stuck here he might as well lighten up a little.

I punched him playfully on the arm. "Lighten up dude!" But he just continued to stay in a mood.

"Are you too done because I need you to come with me?" She asked, holding the door open for us. We slipped through the door and followed her down the empty halls. I had to admit that Damon had a good taste in art work. Although, he could pick a different colour rather than crimson or beige, to paint his walls with though.

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We heard distant yells. I recognised that shout from anywhere. Damon was mad. A guard walked past with a cool expression, but his black eye caught my attention. Really mad.

He was wearing a dark red suit with a black tie. His claws tapped on the arm of the chair. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up on end. I shivered involuntarily. Why did he always make me feel uncomfortable in his presence?

Power my friend...power.

Alex's p.o.v
Stop staring! Focus on our uncle, not her. Don't you think I'm trying...but those eyes...and her flawless hair. SNAP OUT OF IT! I shook my head, trying to pay attention to the devil walking towards me and Phil. Damon ignored us and looked at her.

She had a huge grin on her face, looking proud that she had achieved her task of bringing us here. Did she except us to run or something? It's not as if we have anywhere to go anymore. First rule of running away: have somewhere to run to.

"Thank you Lucy, now you are probably wondering why you're all here?" He began. Duh. What else would we want to know? How long before we become King? Wrong answer.

"Lucy I need you to do me a favour. It involves helping me get the people on his side. As my heir, he needs to become popular to be successful. If the people hate him they will eat him alive, literally, as for you two..." He trailed off, staring at Phil and me. I gave him daggers. He threw them back at me. Blink. A smirk made its way onto my face. Ha! He blinked first.

If I could, I would roll my eyes at you then punch you in the face for being such a child. Well you can't, can you? He muttered curses quietly.

"You Alex, will try not to screw things up for once...and Phil...you can help Alex by making sure he doesn't do anything stupid. Any questions?" He asked, clamping his hands together. Lucy rubbed her fingers together.

"What about payment?" She questioned, leaning against the doorway. Damon handed her an envelope and nodded. She sniffed it, before slipping it into her front shorts pocket.

Damon snapped his fingers and a butler came rushing into the room. He whispered something into his ear and pointed to us. I furrowed my brow. Phil turned to me and shrugged his shoulders. However, Lucy kept nodding and had a look of concentration on her face. Could she hear what they were saying?

Suddenly, a low growl escaped from her lips. Hastily, she covered her mouth and looked away from Damon and his butler. They both narrowed their eyes at her and then Damon waved us away.

I snorted. He really did thing he was above everyone else. Soon enough, I would show him. I turned to leave, however he clasped on my wrist. My heart racing, I brought my fist down on his fingers. He pulled them back, yelling in pain and anger. But mainly anger.

Angry at the world, I stalked off down the corridor. I didn't care where I went as long as it was away from him. If I was his only hope then he should be making more of a effort to get me to co-operate...not abuse and insult me, that's for sure! I may not be the smartest person alive, but I know I'm right about that.

Ignoring Lucy's yells, I carried on walking. How dare he! I have rights you know? Don't forget this isn't heaven, it's hell. Nothing is perfect or fair.

Suddenly, all the air left my lungs as I was tackled by someone. After slamming into the ground, I couldn't breathe. The breath had literally been knocked out of me.

I felt a strong hands roughly lift me up and push my back against the wall. My gaze met a familiar pair of green eyes. Anger filling them.

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Hello ppl, left it on yet another cliff hanger...I am mean! It looks like Alex has had enough of being told what to do. However, has Phil found some confidence? Don't forget to vote and comment. Love you guys x

-Cl0