Helluva Boss: Jace (18+)

Welcome Back.

Jace: Ngh.

We see Jace waking up. He was in a room that was whole white and his clothes looked normal as if they never been torn nor dirty. He then gets up and looks around the room walking for a while and soon speaks up.

Jace: Huh, that's wierd. Normaly I don't have these kind of dreams. Wait, is that...

Jace then noticed something in the distance as it looked like a person.

Jace: Hey! Excuse me! Ma'am! Or Sir!

He ran up to the figure and when he got closer, it appears to be a human lady.

Jace: Hello there, miss. What are you doing here?

???: ...

Jace: How did you get here?

???: ...

Jace: What's your name?

???: ...

Jace: Okay, not much of a talker are you?

???: ... You're different. You're no human, are you?

Jace: Well, I'm actually a sinner from Hell. Died when I was twelve.

???: Sorry to hear that.

Jace: Thanks, I guess. Anyway, my I'm-

???: Jace Wilson, born on the 12th of March nineteen ninety-nine in London. And you also have a twin sister named Jane who is twenty-five minutes younger than you.

Jace: ... How the bloody hell do you know that?

???: I have my ways. Now, what are you doing here?

Jace: Well, for the record, I'm dreaming since this... is not hell. But the question is, what are you doing here?

???: IF you really wanna know, I always hang out here on my own because of the silence I love to enjoy.

Jace: Huh, can't argue with that. But has anyone else been here besides me.

???: No human or creature ever came to this place. But you did, there's something special about you.

Jace: Okay, I'm not sure what are you talking about but what makes you think I'm special?

???: The wings and the growing ability. Not any sinner gets them like that.

Jace: What?

???: As a child, you and your sister would always put a blanket around your necks. Pretending to be wings. And you both sometimes got into fights with bullies because they were making fun of you both for being... different.

Jace: Well, I guess that probably makes sence why I got them. But I really wanna know something.

???: And that is?

Jace: Who are you?

???: People call me with different names. Sometimes they call me an illusion, sometimes they call me a myth and sometimes they call me a lonely soul. But I'd rather have no name because I appear in peoples dreams.

Jace: Wow that's... that's a lot to take in.

UGH

Jace: What was that?

???: Looks like our times is up. Seems like you're waking up. We will meet again, Jace.

The lady then disappeared as Jace wakes up as as looks around to see that he's in a hospital bed.

Jace: Whoa.

He then winced in pain as he looks at his stomach to see that it was bandaged up.

Jace: Guess they did a pretty good job bandaging.