Strings of Fate

Chapter 18: Untold plan

??? POV:

It wasn't a surprise to me when I noticed I was in Hell at first. It was expected, I knew my crimes and sins like if they were my own name. Which, if you aren't prepared to hear them, you won't stand much longer. Murder a few people, stealing anything I could think of, trafficking enough drugs for a crowd, cheating at casinos and anywhere I could get money... I made enough crimes that even a deaf, blind and mute could say I should go down here.

But do I really care? Why should I care since I'm already in Hell?

After dying because of a loser that doesn't know how to deal with losing those old and fade card games and a few hundred bucks, I open my eyes on what seemed to be a gigantic hourglass of time until what I couldn't know yet. All I can remember is that it said something about a 52 days.

But again, I didn't care and continued my own path.

When I appeared in front of a drug store's glass, I could perfectly see the reflexion of a less human creature, but more near to an hybrid coming from the water's depts and the cities' habitants.

Interesting...

 

I followed my actions of my human self and continued to steal, murder, but mostly tried, with suceed, to manipulate a few souls.

In a month, I already collected a soul and started a career.

After those 52 days, I learned what was the hourglass for: angels coming to kill us mercilessly. Like you can guess, I easily survived.

After a year being dead, I became a name of fear as an Overlord and met back my little sister that died some time before I did. She was still as beautiful as her human self and we made an incredible duo of terror in Hell. By her name, I met a few other people who we became a group feared by all. Our name came when we saw we all touched a particular domain. I'll let you guess what mine is.

From our name as a single career or our group name, sinners were running away just by hearing it or when our footsteps could be heard. People were scared to talk shit about us because they knew we had soies at all corners of Hell. Life, or afterlife, was great.

But all of this power of ours got almost destroyed when he came in Hell.

  

Alastor. The Radio Demon.

That pathetic deer demon started to collect the souls of high-ranked Overlords, shaking the ground of our power. Not only he took souls quite fast with what seemed inhuman to possess, but every sinner drank his words during his broadcasts. He was bad-mouthing some of us and destroyed most of our reputation of fear and make us look like little and stupid kittens compared to him. We could hear every screams of every soul, all seeming in pain in this radio of his.

But one day, we lost one of us. All because of me.

You see, we all decided of a plan where one person will propose him a game. And I insisted it to be Amber, her power could help us a lot if Alastor is weaker than her.

As a matter of fact, she was the weakest and she lost her soul.

Arabelle was the most angry of this. She lost her first friend she got in Hell. She promised she would avenge Amber, no matter what will come her way. Even if that thing stopping her is the King of Hell. She could easily happen to go this way when she was alive, particularly after I killed that man she loved.

So, when Ghost came back to us describing this person that walked without a fear with Alastor, Arabelle couldn't control her anger and went straight to kidnap them not too long after, even though we all told her to wait for a better moment. Not only they immediately noticed something was wrong, but the Radio Demon we want dead for some time appeared to take her back.

Nonetheless that this was a too on-the-spot plan, we did learned a couple things.

First, the name of that person. Y/n. A beautiful creature from the air that could sing as perfectly as Amber could. They didn't screamed, gasped, or back up in fear when my little sister threatened her. A strong minded one, one that obviously took Alastor's interest.

Maybe it was their strong mind. Maybe it is their kindness. Maybe it was their breathtaking beauty.





Whatever that was, the Radio Demon wasn't the only person that fell for their charms.

It was hard not too. A sweet, so innocent creature. We could almost think that they shouldn't be here. But from what I saw myself, the little bird is a dangerously wonderful killer, no matter if it is a dress with heels or some trousers and blouse.

That's how I became the one preparing a plan to have them all to myself, using my team without them truly knowing.

You see, I am the one who talked to them about getting her in our team. With her help, we could take back Amber's soul, but also that annoyingly irritating deer man in our team. But the only way it would work is by using Y/n. Since this man loves them, there's more chances he listens to them and less to say no.

But how could I have my little birdy for myself? Well, I'll find a way soon enough. And if I need to threatened any if them both to have what I want, I will do it gladly.

 

But for now, I need to focus on killing that radio bitch.