The Chasing Game

Prologue

The pitter-Patter of small footsteps raced across the cemented ground, Through the castle of hell. No one knew that five year old Emory was out of her holding room. But when and if they find her she would be in deep doo-doo and she knew it. Warm, Salty tears were streaming down her face still, after finding out what her own family did, well what was left of it. Her mother had been killed at the beginning of the apocalypse.

She was young at the time so she didn't know what was happening, all she knew was that she wanted her mommy but she was nowhere to be found.

Coming to a stop Emory thought over where she had seen her father and brother exiting. Turning left she saw a big door that she was guessing was the exit. Sprinting towards the door she slowly pushed it open deciding on running toward the woods.

The small tree branches crushed under the weight of her small body. There was no way she was going back to the handsome but much older than her, man. He intimidated the young one even though she would never admit it.
Thinking she was in the clear she slowed down, that was her first mistake. Someone grabbed her waist from behind, covering her mouth so she couldn't scream.

She felt warm breath on her neck and squirmed, uncomfortable. The guy behind chuckled darkly at her attempt to escape his strong grasp.

"Where do you think you going little Emory? Your going to have to be punished for trying to running away from me and lucifer."

He flipped her over pinning her to the ground holding onto her wrist so she couldn't move. She studied his face carefully only to find out that this was the scary-mans best warrior, roman.

Uh-oh she thought. This was going to be hard to get out of.

"Are you ready to be punished, Angel?"

Assuming she was getting a spanking she pushing herself farther into the ground.

"I non't like spankins, bay hurnt me" her small little girls voice spoke. She still couldn't pronounce all of her words correctly, mama was the only one that helped her with that.

Roman smiled a sinister smile showing off his not so beautiful teeth.

"Oh no honey, that's not the kind of punishment I had in mind"

Emory cocked her head to the side clearly confused, what other punishment were there?

The man roamed his hands all over the little girls body.

"Waah are you doin?" She asked in a shaky voice. She didn't know what was going on but she didn't like it.
Demons are said to have no emotion. A normal nice person wouldn't do this such thing to a little girl.

"Your going to make me feel good."

"Moe" with the little strength girl had left she reached for a sharp rock and slammed it against his head. Roman groaned holding his head.

"You little Bit-" he didn't get to finish his sentence, because while roman was holding his head Emory had grabbed a dagger out if his pocket and plunged it through his heart.

The body went limp and fell on to the girl. Roman really wasn't expecting that at all. He has covered the knife in holy water because he was planning on killing a traitor after he dealed with Emory.

She pushed his big body off of her getting up slowly. Emory had tears running down her face, she had never purposely caused anyone pain.

As she was about to run something moved from the tree in front of her. A Cerberus stepped out from behind the tree. Poop. There was no way she was getting out of this one.

The three headed dog-beast moved towards her slowly and pounced. But it didn't bite like she expected it to do, all the heads licked her face all over wagging its tail.

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Greetings fellow story readers-

Honestly I already know where I'm going to take this story I just don't know how to stretch it out.

So it may be awhile before the next chapter.

Tell me if you have any ideas for this story at all.