The room darker than night itself, I couldn't even see my hand in front of my face. I thought to myself, where am I? It felt like I was swimming underwater, but how am I breathing? I swam around and tried to find a way out but it was endless and I couldn't even see. I heard a giggle echoing all around me, I couldn't tell where it came from, I cried out for help but nobody responded.
I know I'm dead, I died in the fire back in the classroom, all of that was just me hallucinating. There's no way I'm a servant to the “Devil” he can't exist, neither can God.
I saw a bright light ahead, bright glowing rim was orange with a yellow center. I gelt a smile growing on my face, I swam twards the light as fast as I could, filled with hope, but was exactly was I hoping for? To see Zaine, a happy life waiting for me? I dont' know. I kept on swimming though.
Once I reached the light, a wild fire spread around me, the flames were hight and in the shape of a dome, with me as it's center piece . Then little flames, almost embers drew a star in the circle. I stood... no, floating on a satanic symbol. With the flames till high, I turned, searching for a way out, I couldn't swim up, something kept pushing me down when I tried. I gave up on searching for an exit, I grabbed my hair and curled into a ball screaming. I waited for it to all be over.
“Alice.”
I looked up but no one was there, the flames were gone, I turned again but still couldn't find anything or anyone. I took one step forward and red vines came out from below me, they were wrapped around my wrists and parts of my arm and stretched to wrap around my neck. I didn't bother to make a noise, I wanted to know who... what I was going to face. I kept my head up high, hold back the tears I wanted so desperately to burst out.
I heard someone giggle, it kept getting closer and closer to me. The figure appeared before me, laughing at my misery.
“What do you want?!” I cried out.
He didn't say anything, he crept a little closer and ripped up my shirt, the only bare skin that were being shown were my shoulders and a little cleavage. I cried for help but no one answered. Someone laughed again, it was closer this time, it felt like it was in front of me. I was correct. The “Devil” was standing in front of me, laughing, he reached his hands out towards me. Claws grew out of his finger tips, they looked like they were five inches long. He slashed my arms around, cutting my body. The pain was excruciating, it felt like the cuts were burning... BURNING! I thought I was getting lit on fire. There were three wide cuts across my shoulder, facing to the center on of my chest. One going up, away from my arm pits. Where all the points of my cuts met were at the center of my chest with a pentagram dead on the middle below my collar bone.
The wounds were glowing res, my blood glowing bright red? I didn't I didn't care about that anymore, they still burned badly, I swore they were on fire. The vines loosened up and let me go, letting me fall straight into the darkness.
I screamed, hoping someone would catch me, but who would? Nobody was even there. I landed flat on my back, I couldn't breathe for a moment, sadly I wasn't dead from that fall. I slowly got back up on my feet, I looked around for a way out of here but there wasnt an exit in sight. Soon the ground began to glow and five circles surrounded me. In the circle in front of me, somebody started to rise from it. I couldn't believe who it was... Dad.
Covered in blood; right arm broken, and left leg broken too. His intestines were hanging out of his stomach. The sight of him make me instantly fall into tears.
“Da-dad?” I questioned myself.
He rose his non-broken arm. “Your fault.”
“Wh-what?” I whimpered.
“If you didn't exist, then I wouldn't have died on my way to the hospital.”
“But Da-!” Two other people bagan to rise next to my father.
Jake and Justin rose, cuts all over them; across their chest, down their arms, and throats slashed out.
“You killed us...” They both moaned in pain.
To my left, almost behind me, Kevin rose up too. He looked the worst, cuts just like Justin and Jake's but his eyes were out out unlike theirs. Kevin smiled and just glared at me, even though he had no eyes I could feel him staring at me, not just by him but everyone.
“If you didn't start public school then none of us would of died. Everything you touch breaks.” He said with that big grin on his face.
In the last circle, Zaine rose up. His eye that he gave me missing, with blood falling down his face and a small hole in his stomach where the scissors were. He didn't say anything, he just stood there and stared at me. With a look of despair, it couldn't even be described. He originally hurt me the most, why did he just stand there? Why didn't he say anything? With everything going through my head, it couldn't contain it all, it couldn't understand it all, so I fell to my knees and puked.
“Please... stop.” I begged with a waterfall on my face.
Everyone disappeared when I looked back up. Something plucked me up to my feet and in front of me was Him.
“You bear my mark, you will do as I say, you are my servant.” He said.
I stood there silently.
“You are the Devil's Servant.” he claimed.
“What's my job?” I muttered.
“Kill who I tell you to kill. This is how you will repay for your sin.”
He lifted his arm up and shot a ball of darkness at me, as it came toward me it turned into a long black stick. Once I grabbed ahold of it, it instantly became a scythe. Almost identical to one a Grim Reaper would hold, except mine was all entirely black.
My first missino begins in London, where I must eliminate an eight year old girl.
