Keir Brenton's best friend Nick does drugs most of the time, and for him, that's just the norm. However, one day Nick has an accidental drug overdose, leading to his untimely death. Because he had left no suicide note, Keir knew that his best friend...
!Note!: Looong update. Enjoy! Btw, this is Abdiel. He is a little bit more light-skinned than this, but I'm sure that you get the gist :) If you don't like his art-style, than just imagine him in anime form ;p
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Okay one: I never got my fucking drink.
And two:
Sitting inside of a huge, fancy marble meeting room full of demons, wasn't exactly on my list of things to do when I arrived in Hell.
I had in fact, believed that I would just find Nick's decaying soul lying in a stream of blood some where, and haul his pathetic ass back to Earth.
Obviously, fate had other plans, and Hell had more depths to it than I had previously imagined.
Whether this was a good thing, or a bad thing, I was having a hard time deciding.
Abdiel, as well as many other demon generals, had asked me to explain myself.
So, as you can imagine, I told them everything.
From the part where Nick died, to some of the stuff in between. Like when that bitch Parker tried to "rape" me and shit. Some of them found this amusing. Abdiel, obviously being one of those few.
And then I wrapped it up with my encounter with the trolls, and how I accidently angered them, and literally turned them to ash. All of them were still perplexed as to how I did it in the first place, and no matter how many questions they asked, I couldn't answer them.
I knew that I wasn't an angel or some shit. I had already made it quite clear that I was going to Hell after my death.
"Quite the interesting story," The now seemingly seductive demon said, putting a finger to his lips.
"If I may ask," a women, skin a crisp tan, and eyes a menacing flare of gold said, raising a painted hand.
"What exactly do you believe that you will be able to accomplish? All on your own, in Hell." She smirked at the last of her words, clearly believing that I had no chance on my literal death escapade, as I skipped throughout Hell looking for my dead best friend.
And she was right. I'd be surprised if I didn't die within the next 10 minutes, for absolutely nothing.
"Well," I began, pointedly, "I was hoping that I would just find his rotting soul somewhere, and bring him back with me. But as I have now realized, I guess bringing back someone from the dead, wont exactly be easy." I said, quietly muttering under my breath.
"Damn, I should've gone to heaven after all..."
Obviously, my muttering was heard, because a loud laugh thundered throughout the room, as well as a loud crash to the table in front of me.
The demon with the long flowing black hair, that I had recognized from earlier, was practically dying with laughter.
"Heaven? Heaven! You honestly think that those cloud-rats will be able to provide you with more aid than one of us?" He laughed, slamming a fist to the table vigorously.
