Requested One-Shots.

Hell's Princess (A Sayterra Fanfic)

~~~Okay, I know what you are going to say: Author-Chan, haven't you done enough Alterra x Sayden fanfiction? My answer is, until I get requests that aren't related to this, I will continue doing this. So, if you want other one-shots, please, don't hesitate to request it! Im not going ot bite! Also, I just wanted to add, the below fan-fic is in no way canon to the original origins of the above demonic alter egos. After all, *chuckle* demons can't love. Now, onto another one-shot, requested by, you guessed it, TheFanGirl2003 .~~~

(Alterras Pov)

Ow....my effin' head. It felt like someone was repeatedly slamming a cement block into my head. I felt, heat. all around me. As I got up, my vision started to clear. I was in Hell. Not metaphorically. I was literally in Hell. If I had a dime for everytime... I was interrupted by a falling pillar of rock. I ducked out of the way, obviously trying to not get hit. I went to hover, but I realized that my powers didn't work. Must be some type of magic beyond my comprehension. I pulled out my chain axe. Guess I will have to do this without my powers.

I decided the only way out is forward. There was a path forged in rock, almost everything else around me was either molten lava, or flying demon things. Wait, is that a sign? I walk farther to inspect a nearby wooden sign. It read: FireBrand, 2 mi. Its not that far, plus, I bet they have some sweet demon rum down there. It was best I just kept walking, I'd make it eventually.

~~~About an hour or so of walking later~~~

I soon reached a town. It had people, no, demons roaming its streets. "I guess FireBrand is a pretty popular place.", I muttered to myself. I spotted a bar on the side of the street. It wasn't one of those bars that were fancy and had glowing lights and shit. It was more of a poorly made western movies kind of bar. I guess it would be more of a saloon then. Whatever, I just know that they might have answers as to how to get out of this place. I push open the swinging doors and am met with probably the most cliche looking interior I have ever seen.

I walk up to the counter and sit on a stool. The very, unusual looking bartender greeted me. "So, what'll it be beautiful?" I give him a dead stare and say, "Rum." he then walked over to his counter and brought back an entire bottle. "So, how do ya plan on paying me?", he said with a grin that showed all of his bad intentions. Shit. I look him in the eye and hiss, "If you even think you are getting that from me, I will personally tear off your testicles and feed them to your undead wife and children!" I soon realized that was a big mistake. The entire bar/saloon place went silent and I could feel dozens of eyes drilling into my back.

The silence was interrupted by someone opening the doors and saying, "Don't worry, drinks are on me!" The silence went from a few murmurs to a roar of applause. Due to my adept hearing skills, I could hear footsteps coming towards me over the noise. The person took a seat beside me. "Oh, Your Majesty!", the bartender looked shocked. The person who pretty much stopped a slaughter, put out a hand, "Hello, my name is Sayden. Nice to meet ya."

~~~Welp, I think I did pretty good. Its a little short, but I did the best I could. Thank you for reading and please leave a request down in the comments below. With that being said, I hope you have a good day, a great week, a fantastic month, and above all, An Amazing Life! Buh-Bye!!