Hell On Earth

The Look-a-Like

He grabbed me by the neck and slammed me through a wall. Then threw me at the wall across the room and ran up and burst through the wall using me to cushion his blow. I rolled over and over and hit the wall on the other side. I got up holding my gut. "Uh. Shit." I groaned. I dusted my cloths off. I looked up and saw a mirror? I saw my own self walking at me, well a lil different. It was me with color swap. I had white hair and he had black hair. Both of us had a black beanie on our heads and black eyes. I wore a short sleeve light blue shirt he had a bloody red colored shirt. I had a blue wrist band on my right hand and watch on my left. He had the same but red. We had black jean shorts, but I had white shoes and he had black.

"Doppelganger?" I asked. He grabbed his sword and lunged at me. I grabbed mine and pushed his sword to the side barely cut me. "Heh. Not even close." I kicked him off me. I got up and touched my cut on my right cheeck. I jumped and hissed. It stung like a bitch. I got to my feet. "I'm guessing Satan blessed it?" my double swung his sword around. "You know it." he grinned at me showing his fangs. I ran up as fast as I can slammed my blade down on him and he held up his sword to block. "Well then what are you?" I put all my power into bring down my sword on him. He did the same to me pushing me back. He brought his face closer to mine. The was less than an inch gap between us. "I'm....... You." he said slowly then laughed.

I brought out my wings and tried to impale him. He had wings too. While mine where white bird like wings, his were like bat wings. Black outlined and dark red on the inside. He blocked my wings and used them to push us apart. His sword then burst into flames. It wasn't even normal fire it was a solid red flame engulfing the blade. I stepped back a bit. My sword couldn't do that. He lunged at me again. This time I used my wings to block. His blade bounced off my wings. I swung my blade to cut his gut, but he jumped back just in time. He swung his sword and fire shot out at me. I ran out the way and he keep shooting at me.

After awhile of running around the room doing flips so not get my pants on fire he spun his sword around and it expanded coming right at me. I leaned my whole body, bending my knees just to avoid the burn. Once I got back up he punched my gut so hard I flew through 4 walls, off the the side the building, falling a hundred feet give or take on to the concert parking lot making a crater. I tried to get up, but my gut was killing me. I looked down and my shirt had a huge brunt mask on it. The demonic flame really did a number on me. I'm just glad it wasn't his actual sword.

I struggled to get up. I grabbed my sword from my back. I had dropped it when he punched me, but I can call it back to my hand or strapped to my back. Anyway the other me dropped down and walked up to me. "Just who are you?" I asked again. He just grinned at me. "Didn't I tell you already." he reminded me. "Fine if you say so. I'll just call you Shade." "Huh? Why Shade?" "Its short for 'Shadow Me'. Not bad right?" he thought it over for a bit. "Meh I guess. No wait a minute. You don't remember me?" Shade walked towards me. I can tell he was angry cuz his feet were on fire and left a burnt mark on the pavement. I readied my sword. "No. Why should I?" he grew more pissed cuz now his whole body was on fire. He ran at me a lil to fast and stabbed my shoulder and tackled me to the ground. "What do you mean you don't remember me!?" he yelled at me. His eyes wide stared me down and his teeth were more like a wolf's than just two fangs. "After what happened you don't ..." BANG!

His head jerked forward almost hitting mine. He got up and turned around. Chloe was up at the hospital and just sniped Shade. He got up and turned and looked up at Chloe. "Stay out of this!!" he yelled. Chloe shoot again ignoring him. The bullet would've hit his forehead but he caught it before it could. He held out hand and this sword disappeared from my shoulder and into this hand. He let out his wings. "You lil bitch! I'll ki.." I made it just in time. I struggled to get on my knees and sliced his back. I fell to the ground immediately after that. "S...shit." I muttered before hitting rock bottom. I looked up and saw Shade drop his sword and fall to his knees. He turn his head at me. "You......." he coughed a lil blood. "Basterd." his hand was surrounded by fire. He made a fist and then was gone. I clenched my left shoulder. "Good talk."

"Hold still." Chloe ordered me while holding me down. "It stings." I complained. She dabbed the wet cloth on my shoulder more. "Its holy water. Your an angel. Deal With it. I hissed at her as she dabs. "He was stabbed by a weaponed blessed by the devil himself. That is the only thing that can harm or even kill him." Chloe's father said in the corner of the room. Chloe's dad was a priest. Of course I told him about me being an angel. He had a gold necklaces with a black robe. He had a bald head with a white beard "Thank you father." I said. He walked up to me on my bedside. "Thou she is right. Deal with it." he shared a father daughter laugh with Chloe. I groaned to myself. There was a knock on the door. "Father, Big man needs you." Dan pecked in. James got up and left us. "You ok bro." Dan asked. I gave him a thumbs up. "Not dead yet." "Good." and with that he ran off.

"So who was that guy?" Chloe asked me while putting an ice pack on my bare chest for the burnt wound. My shoulder was slowly healing. "He looked like me so I called him Shade." I replied. "For 'Shadow'?" "Well 'Shadow Me' but yea." I laughed. "He asked if I remembered him." "Do you?" I moved the ice pack to my shoulder. "No. My memory isn't fully back." "Well whatever you did must've been really fucked up for him to be that mad. What do you remember so far?" I grabbed the wet cloth that was on the desk next to me and put it on my face. "I..... Don't wanna talk about it." "Awww come on I wanna know." she complained. "Deal with it." I laughed.

*in the deeps of hell*

"You returned so soon." he walked up next to my bed. I was on my stomach resting my chin on my arms. "I was injured." I grumbled. The large cut on my back stung like a bitch. No one was treating it. No one could. Since the sword was blessed my God we didn't know how to heal it. "You'll live. We'll have the cure soon." "Good. Leave me." I waved the servant away. Without a cure it'll take time before I'll be back on action. I balled my fist. "Dame you. I'll get you back. I swear it."