Karma

Victim 41

I looked at Devan with a blank face. "What the fuck am I doing here?"

"Ah, now, lets not delve in too quickly. You've only just arrived," he said, walking over to his fridge and pulling out a bottle of whiskey.

"But Axel's going to worry, you know he will." And at this, his eyes darkened to a point that I had never in my life seen before. Never.

He cleared his throat. "Don't worry about him, darling." He poured some of the liquid in a glass and pushed it across the table. "Drink up."

I took it and swirled it around a little, before drinking it all at once and then placing the glass down on the desk and sitting into the seat in front of it. "What's going on?" I said through gritted teeth, quickly losing my temper.

He raised his eyebrows, before he brought liquid to his lips, closed his eyes and took a gulp. When he was done, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and returned the bottle to the fridge. "I can't kill you Chasity."

"Really?" I said, my tone laced with sarcasm.

"No, but I could. If I wanted to, I could kill you. That's the thing though, I can't kill you. If I kill you, you die. And I couldn't live with that and, god Chasity, what have you done to me. If I kill you, Axel leads a perfectly normal life. I kill Axel, you die. Both situations have a terrible outcome. I don't want you to die, but, like this, you're little use to me."

He sat back in his seat and ran his hands through his hair, making it stick up in several directions.

"And it's driving me insane knowing that I could kill you, but that I physically, emotionally and mentally won't be able to. But you're a halfblood."

I raised and eyebrow, willing him to continue although he never did. He just sat there, with his messy hair and blank grey eyes.

Until his phone rang. He picked it up off of the table and in a tired voice said that he was coming, before ending the call and throwing the phone at the wall behind me. He muttered something in a foreign language, before getting up and telling me to follow him, which I did.

I followed him down endless corridors that curled into each other.

It wasn't much different than a massive building that never seemed to end. I'd never really seen much of Hell, that I'd remembered. But it really wasn't that bad. However, I was only scratching the surface. Who knew what went on behind the closed doors.

Soon we reached a door different to all the others. It was metal with a bar across, quite like a fire escape door. I frowned at it and Devan just shrugged, willing me to open it.

It led outside, where the sun was already setting and a cool breeze wrapped around my body. It was somewhere I had never been, but there were no people. It was completely empty, which was strange and I frowned, turning to Devan.

"What are we doing here?" I asked.

And he ran his hands down his face. "You're going to hate me so much for this," he said. "But it's for your own good, I promise."And with that he wrapped his arms around my torso in a grip that was so tight it hurt and, as if on cue, I heard voices. Some shouting. Some grunting. Some distinct.

Axel's voice was one of them and my head snapped up. Coming over the horizon was the boy who had saved me one too many times. He was struggling, I could tell that. The demons weren't giving up, but neither was he.

"This is the one place that leads Hell to Earth. One of the places you can use to get out of Hell, but many don't because it's so far away. "

"I know this," I shouted. "Let me go." I was starting to struggle now, but his grip only tightened. "What the fuck..."