From The Depths Of Hell

Chapter Seven

Sorry I haven't uploaded in a while i've been rather busy. Here we go, this chapter is rather small but i'm currently writing Chapter Eight so prepare to have it tonight or tomorrow. :D

                It hurt to move.  My vision was blurry and my body felt like there were a ton of bricks inside.  The constant dripping of water from a leaking pipe was the only sound I could hear.

My arms were bound by a chain above my head and I had a chain wrapped around my neck bolted to the wall. They were taking quite a few unnecessary precautions.

 “What is the meaning of this?” Angelos had shouted at two of our thought to be men who were stationed at ‘hide out B’ . One had Reuben pinned to the wall with his hand digging his nails into his neck making my lover cry out. I tried to go to him but Angelos position his arm out in front of my chest stopping me from going any further.

“I can’t take that risk” he had said and then we were attacked. Angelos was hit from behind making his blood spurt out of his mouth, he fell to the ground twitching before becoming still.  I had cried out for Angelos before I felt a sharp object inject itself into my neck limiting my senses then finally knocking me out.

“Angelos…Reuben” I whispered.

A lock for a door was tampered with before the large metal doors opened; I was unable to look up seeing as my strength was completely gone. I heard faint heals which became louder as they grew closer.

“He’s just a boy” a man’s voice stated.

“Do not be fooled Detective” a silky male voice replied; I saw the white shoes from beneath my hair.

My hair was gripped and my head yanked back exposing my face.

I saw them all. Four men dressed in black suits looking at me unsure how to react. The remaining people in the room were all in white with crosses draped around their necks.

“This boy is Satan’s son. Made from the dirt and lust for blood there is nothing normal about this boy, he is the key to this worlds destruction”

My eyes tingled and the streams of tears cascaded down my cheeks, “If he were truly that strong why did he allow himself to be caught?” One Detective asked stepping forth.

“As an act.” The man beside me with the long white hair announced releasing my hair.

“What do you intend to do to him?”

“Kill him but making sure his father is watching at that time” The angel person declared. He was the only evil in this room.

“Do it” I strained.

They all looked to me, “What scum?”

I lifted my head. “Kill me now. You’ve killed everything I lived for” I announced thinking of Reuben and Angelos.

He narrowed his eyes then slashed the chains and I fell to the ground on my knees, he gripped a fist full of my hair and pulled back placing a knife to my neck.

“You begging for death makes me not want to do it. I will leave you to deal with the fact that it was your fault your precious guard and lover are dead” he said then hit me with the hilt of the dagger and I spurt out blood slumping to the ground.

He ran a hand through his long hair then flicked his white trench-coat and walked out while the two other angels followed behind.

      “I will leave you humans here for approximately 20 minutes. Comfort him, tell him everything will be alright and that you’ll get him out of here. It will only make it all the more fun to watch the hope wash out of him as I plant my knife through his heart”  The demon angel smirked and within a blink of an eye was gone; the door shutting behind.

The detectives remained still and silent for around five seconds before the one who had done the talking dashed over to me then gently grasped my forearm to help me sit up.

When I was upright against the wall he went onto his knees then gently brushed my hair off my face examining my wound where I could feel the warm liquid trickling out of.

“Does it hurt?” he asked calmly although I could hear his heart beating fast. I shook my head but remained emotionless.

He met my eyes and remained there, I remembered then quickly looked away. “No. What they say is true…I’ve come to realise that.”

He placed his hand on my chest then narrowed his eyes at me. “You have a heart, you bleed, you cry and you feel. You’re a normal boy who is being tortured, that is all” the detective informed me his eyes showing seriousness. 

“I used to think that too, until I started understanding every language…some in which I’ve never heard of or dreaming of fires and people suffering. How when I look in someone’s eyes I can blind them”  I felt tears streaming again and the detective snapped, he pulled me into me and hugged me tightly.

I broke down sobbing into his shoulder; he ran his fingers through my hair trying to calm me down. “We’ve stayed in this place for 2 days now and I’ve scanned the entire area right down to this hall. Tomorrow at twelve thirty they sleep for two hours to ‘gain strength from the holy father’ during that time you escape, you run as fast as you can and you hide” he whispered into my ear stunning me, he pulled back then discretely examined my ears then he acted to caress my ear before he stuck an earring through the lobe. Luckily they were already pierced.

“It’s a key for the door” he whispered then pulled back and took off his watch and attached it to my wrist. “Stay safe” he whispered then turned and gestured for his men and they walked out.  Once it was quiet I heard the heals again, I looked to see demon angel.

“A watch to keep track of how many hours you have left to live. That man is truly a worthy partner.” He turned and started walking out.

“Left to live?” I stuttered.

He looked over his shoulder grinning. “Oh I didn’t tell you? Well tomorrow at two pm you’re going to be executed, sleep tight creature of death” he marched out of the room slamming the door behind him making the sound of the lock echo through the room.