PROLOGUE
February 3rd 2010
Do you even feel like whole world's out to get you? Well with me, it's true. To capture me. Torture me. Kill me, if it comes to it.
My name is Alex, I'm 15. My soul's been sold to the Devil- hasn't yours?
Before I was born, even, my parents sold my soul for some reason I can't fanthom, and I've been in His debt ever since. I work for the Devil, hunting down and destroying all the Rouge Demons on earth.
Now you must be thinking, 'SURE you work for the Devil! By the way, the people in the white lab coats called today- they have your size straightjacket ready.'
I'm not crazy.
But being in the Devil's debt does have its perks. I have a couple super powers, I guess. Not OVERLY super superspeed, super strength and eyesight and hearing. It's awesome.
Okay so now, you read my story, and tell me afterwards that is doesnt make SOME sense. That it doesn't explain SOME of the great 'Natural Disasters' in the world.
Have fun! I know I won't.
