Magic Within The Demon (On Hold)

A WHITELIGHTER TO THE RESCUE

Amy's POV

In the Underworld, I had been knocked out, and I woke up in what I knew was a room in the Source's lair of the Underworld. I still felt so weak and I know that dad would use that to his advantage to resurface my demonic half and turn me evil again. Being evil again was my worst fear, and I didn't want that fear to come true.

"Oh look she's awake," a demon said.

"So your point?" I asked, in a gruff voice. They came closer to me, I backed up into a wall of stone, and realized that I had nowhere to go. They grabbed me, bound my hands behind my back, and took me to my father.

"Oh there's my daughter," dad mentioned, as he waved off his demonic bodyguards. He stood up and walked over to me.

"Dad, what do you want?" I asked, getting mad.

"Ooh feisty, you get that from your mother."

"You mean the mother that you murdered when I was a year old?" Dad got pissed and backhanded me across my face, I very quietly whimpered, but no one heard me. I felt blood running down my face from the slap.

"I may have killed your mother, but it was for your own good."

"My own good?"

"Yes, she was holding you back."

"Holding me back?! Dad, she didn't want me to be evil and that's why you killed her! I learned that years ago!"

"It doesn't matter. But, while you're here what do you say to letting your demon half come out and play?"

"No, I won't let her, no matter how hard you try it won't work."

"Oh, I'll make her resurface." He threw an electric ball at me, I just barely staggered back acting as if it didn't phase me. "Come on Amy, let her free, give into me."

"No, do your worst, Cole," I spat out his first name. He did exactly that, he electrocuted me until I fell to the ground unconscious.

"Take her away, and bring her back to me when she wakes up," dad ordered.

"Yes, my liege," A demon answered. They tossed me back into the room that I was in, and they didn't even untie my hands. When they tossed me in there, my head hit the wall, and that woke me up. I kept quiet as the demons walked off.

"Chris," I whispered. "Chris, I hope that they sent you to rescue me." As if Chris heard me, he arrived at the room that I was being held in, about ten minutes after I said that.

10 MINUTES LATER

"Amy!" Chris exclaimed.

"Chris!" I croaked.

"You're alright." I could've sworn that I saw him start to cry, because he looked at my face that had dried blood on it from dad backhanding me. Why was he crying?

"Not for long, they're heading back."

"What do they want with you?" Chris came into the room, and used his powers to untie my hands.

"It's not really something I want to discuss right now..." I trailed off when I saw the demons coming back, with fireballs in hand. "Chris get down!" Chris turned and ducked as fireballs went flying over his head. I threw shock waves out at the demons. They grabbed both of us, and took us in front of dad.

"What's this?" Dad asked.

"A whitelighter!" A demon exclaimed, as he threw Chris on the ground, who let out a small groan of pain, at dad's throne. I knelt down and whispered in Chris's ear so only he could hear me.