The Crescent Birthmark

Hell

As soon as consciousness came knocking him, Aiden found everything blurry before realizing he was in a dark place with dim fire lighting the hall. Having no clue where he was, he quickly got onto his feet although his knees felt so weak. He held onto the wall for support, afraid of collapsing any time soon as his vision was still blurized and his head was spinning.

"That's the boy!" He heard a guy's yell and he knew that voice. "That's the boy he sent me here for! Set me free!"

"Well... well..." A man's voice spoke with a vicious usage of tone. "Free him."

"You may go now, Bo." The man's voice dismissed.

"Thank you, my Lord."

His vision was finally cleared after a taking while to process things in, and he saw the creature from his house bowing down to a man before walking away. Aiden saw the man's face. It was somehow familiar but he couldn't recall as to when. He is sure he never met the captor, yet the face is strongly familiar. There were two girls companying by both of his sides and both of them looked like a reversed kind of angels. Demons.

Then the woman from Jason's house came to his mind.

"Well, look at you. Aren't you a weak, pathetic thing?" The man said and his smirk was wide. "Do you know where you are now?"

Aiden shook his head weakly, still feeling dizzy and subsconcious. "L-Let me go."

"I heard from somebody, that he was sent here by our well-known Grim Reaper for you?" The man raised his eyebrow.

Aiden suddenly felt angered at the false statement. "He did not send that perverted soul in for me!"

The man seemed to ignore his reprimanding. "I mean, it's pretty normal that Grims sent souls here in the Abyss. We even welcome them with open arms. The more to torture, the merrier, right?" He continued and Aiden eyed him, still trying to recall where he saw that face. "But what I heard of this time, is that Jason sent a soul here for no absolute reason but to impress a human boy. To impress a human boy? Now that's unheard of. And it really did perk my interest." The man turned to look at him with a wicked smile.

"He did not send him here to impress m—"

"What is it that I heard? Denial?" He gave Aiden a challenging smirk, to which Aiden knew it's a call to stop himself from arguing to the man. "As you don't know, we hardly hear anything from Jason. He rarely involves himself here, usually only to the gates. If I were to check his record for as long he works, I think this is the first time he ever did such thing." Pause. "And only to impress an unworthy human boy? Really?" He laughed in disbelief.

"And from what I heard, again, that you are capable of seeing things beyond humans' limitation?" The man looked like he was thinking of something. Aiden stayed in silence. "I believe that alone is not enough to catch Jason's interest. What else do you do, boy?" Then his brown eyes shifted to look at Aiden.

"I didn't do anything." He denied, which is the truth. "And Jason is not interested in me."

"To send a soul here for you, obviously he cares about you." The man kept repeating.

"He did not send—"

"Are you two a thing? Something?" The question was random to Aiden, and thinking of him and Jason ever being a thing actually makes him feel tinglish.

"No..." He shook his head.

"So you are saying, you can't do anything peculiar other than being able to see and you don't have anything to do with Jason? Then I don't see why he should be interested in you. There must be something."