Hell's Empire

"Castle of Doom" ; Ch.9

As I waited for the heavy doors to open I stared at Hades, he seemed to be made of hard, cold stone. I am suppose to be in heaven and he didn't care if I died.Why cant I be returned to heaven? Is it so hard?

My eyes fell to his fingers, they were glistening with jewelry and beyond stained with blood. An odd combination, yet oddly attractive, I noticed his stare from the corner of my eye. As quick as I could I looked away and faced the floor, I felt too vulnerable around him.

"Fawn, look at me." His commands threatened me and somehow I knew he didn't want to sound intimidating. Slowly but surely I looked up at the Death God.
"Nothing in my right mind would hurt you, but of course that is only my sane side." He frowned and looked to the side as he tilted his head as if trying to figure out a riddle.
"But then again, Fawn you've only witnessed my sane side.."
His eyebrows inched together, then he shook his head. "Lets go inside Fawn."
I thought what types of secrets this man- this Devil God hides. I peered up at him and smiled, you need to calm down, its really none of your business Fawn. I mentally scolded myself. "Lets go meet your brothers then." His facial features rose with disbelief, then he nodded.

I took at deep breath before entering the large doors, and though Harry was at my side I felt uneasy. This was a simple task yet I felt my world at my shoulders, why was this so difficult. Harry stopped, and behind us I could hear the dragging carpet being pulled by doors, and when they finally closed I found myself in darkness.

"Gulot!" His voice brought some comfort to my haunting situation. I wiggled closer to his figure as we were left stranded in the dark. And though I couldn't see anything, I could still hear perfectly fine and I knew we weren't alone. Something in the dark was heard and soon footsteps replaced the terror that lurked in the night. I grabbed onto Harry's arm and heard him suck in a deep breath, he seemed uneasy as well and I knew something wasn't right, this only made me feel desperate to turn on a light.

"Fawn, you don't have a ring on yet, please let go before my arm falls off." I gasped and let go of his arm, my confidence reattached to my excited body again and soon I was able to stand on my own, whatever's out there cannot touch me. They'll die.

"Oh brother, always such a tease with your little games." A voice was heard, tingles ran down my spine due to the fact of it sounding just like Harry's. I kept my posture tall, and in a flash the lights were back on. It took a minute to readjust my eyesight because of the sudden light attacking my pupils. In front of me stood three men- triplets.

One was holding a book, his fingers tainted with red stains, I just hope thats not what I think it is.

"Oh it is. Marcel Styles, you can call me Sir or Marcel." He eyed me. He read my mind, I tried to block all thoughts out of my head to keep this trespasser out of my personal thoughts. He eyed me, looking down and back up smirking. The other brother, which looked playful compared to Marcel came up to me, his expression looked unreadable.

"An angle." He scoffed and smiled at once. He eyed me, once before reaching in his suit pocket and extracting throwing knifes.
"How wonderful Harold. What will Luc do when he finds out about this. I don't want to be the one accountable for this mess." He looked at me in disgust. He turned from me and faced a spinning wheel with a woman tied to it.

"Im Edward, you can call me master." He grinned evilly, then faced the spinning wheel.

"Tell me Fawn, whats your worst nightmare." I didnt bother answering him, I felt frail being here in their presence as it was. I didnt need them knowing anything else. Though I tried to avoid the question, I couldn't help but think of Lilian- the way I left her when I died.

Suddenly Edward turned again and faced me,
"Got it."
He faced the spinning wheel of gold and soon a figure appeared.

It was Lilian.