Part Dead, Part Alive

Jax

     With all I could, I got up with the pain still in my lost gone body. The pain still lingered.
      Everything was blury. I looked over at the gray gate with the dizziness still there. I got up to be back down again. A sharp pain stood inside my hip. I raised my bloody dress up to see a chuck of it away.
     Reaching over, I touched it, with a sudden sting to take over. I looked at my hand and it was just covered in a dark ooze. A tear made its way out of my eye, to drop onto the cold concrete floor. A sudden clang made me look up fast. A boy was standing there, just looking at me. He opened the gate with a red power floating out of his hands. He stepped in and walked over to me.
     He then held out his hand, but the thing was that he wasn't even near me enough for me to take. I then couldn't feel the cold from the floor anymore, just nothing. I was floating. For some reason, I couldn't freak out, I just hurt to much for it to come out of me. He turned and started walking away, with me slowly nearing him. Every time he was walking, my floating body would follow.
     The boy then started walking toward a huge gap in the center of the cave. I closed my eyes ready for the impact waiting for me, but it never came. Opening my eyes, I noticed that we never fell, instead he was walking over it. Without us falling.
     I relaxed a little knowing that I wouldn't get hurt. After a while, we showed up a hole in the cave. It said on the sign, 'Satan's office.' I gulped knowing that I would soon be facing the devil himself and possibly my mother. The boy looked at me and said calmly,"Here you are malady." He slowly put me down.
       I noticed, when he put me down, that he looked around my age and was taller than me. "Thank you." I said as I held out my hand for him to shake. He looked at it for a second and took it in his own and shook it. I looked up at him to notice a small smile make its way onto his face. I gave him the same smile that he gave me.
     "Well, I best be on my way. I don't want Satan himself to put his rath on me to talking to his-"  Just then the door behind me opened with a loud creak. I turned around to face devil. He was just standing there in a dark red robe, holding a wine glass.
     I turned around to say goodbye to the boy, but he was already gone. Another sharp pain hit me again. For some reason, when I was with him, it didn't hurt.
     Why?
     Then I felt a hold on me, I looked up to see him holding onto me. I glared at him and yanked his hands off me and stood up by myself. "Dont touch me!" I yelled at him and walked into his office. He puffed and walked in right behind me and shut the door behind him.

      Jax P.O.V.

     As soon as I saw Mr.Satan coming toward the door, I had to get away. My presence isn't his favorite. I don't really know why either.
     "Don't touch me!"
     I looked up from behind the rock to see her ripping his hands away from her. She got up herself and walked in. I then noticed that Mr.Satan let a puff and a roll of his eyes to signal that he was already frustrated.
      Standing up from the rock, I turned around and just left. This is the last chance I got to saw her even though I just met her. I clutched my hands until it turned white. As I was making my way to my job, I turned around and said to no one,"Bye."