Hell's Angel On Earth

Ch. 8 One down

Chelsea and I were taking a walk through "Central park" as she called it. "Do you ever plan to go home?" She asked. "Yes." I replied. We sat down on a bench near a lake. Strange, I had never seen a lake filled with water before. We sat there and talked for a while, asking each other questions. Snap! I heard a twig snap. "What was that?" Chelsea said. "I'll go see, stay here." I said. I got up and walked towards where the sound cam from. I disappeared behind the treeline making sure Chelsea couldn't see me. I stepped carefully doing my best to move quietly. "Cerious told me to meet him here now where is he." I heard a voice I didn't recognize. I peeked from behind a tree to try and identify the speaker. I didn't recognize him, he must have been new when he escaped. He had deep sunken eyes as if he hadn't slept. His hair sticking up all over the place. His clothes had dirt on them as if he had been in the dirt. I ran out from behind the tree and tackled him. "Who are you!" I scream in his face. "Hmm. I'm Dennis. But you don't have to introduce yourself, I already know who you are. Damion." He answered. Suddenly he sprang out from under me knocking me back. I got up and swung at him, he sidestepped and hit me in the stomach. I elbowed him in the face and his nose started bleeding. "Oh you little runt I'm going to rip your throat out!" He shouted. I was ready when he came at me, I bent over and lifted him onto my shoulder and slamming him into a tree. He slumped and didn't move after that. "Time for you to go back to hell." I said taking the blade out. "You think you can win... But you won't." He said as I stabbed him in the back. His body turned to ash and he disappeared.