A Deal with the Devil || K.TH

30: Wounds that Bleed Forever

"HYUNG!"

Taehyung fell to his knees as he sobbed into his hands. Irene ran in and saw her brother.

"Taehyung, what happened?!" Irene asked worriedly as Taehyung cried.

"D-daehyun, he w-was..." Taehyung hiccuped out before sobbing some more. Irene looked around and then saw the note on Daehyun's bed.

'If you ever want to see Daehyun alive again, kill Uriel.'

Taehyung cried as Irene comforted him.

"Ssh, it's going to be okay." She said soothingly.

"I have to kill Uriel, Noona. I don't have any other choice."

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"GUILTY!"

Taehyung bowed his head down as Irene and Daehyun's eyes widened. The guard angels grabbed Taehyung's arms and dragged him out of the courtroom.

"Taehyung!"

Irene and Daehyun tried to pull their brother away, but it was no use. The angels of the courtroom jeered and insulted the young boy as he was brought to Heaven's edge. Taehyung was soon being flung down to Hell, his black wings being ripped from his back as tears fell from his eyes. When he hit the hard ground and the gates of Hell had slammed shut, he got up with a groan and limped towards a castle in the distance.

Hell was everyone's worst nightmare, the black ground barren of plants and the smoggy air pungent with the smell of sulfur and burning souls. Once he had arrived at the castle, he had caught the attention of the guard demons and was immediately chained and dragged into the castle.

"Well, well, what do we have here?"

Taehyung looked up at the scarlet haired man sitting up on the throne, grinning at him like he was fresh prey for him to kill.

"What does it look like? I'm obviously not just a soul of a sinner."

His own tone surprised him. He sounded ragged and rough, like a freshly broken piece of glass. The man rose an eyebrow at the boy.

"Who are you?" He asked as Taehyung grinned maliciously at him.

"What? Don't you recognize your own mistake, Father?" He asked coyly. His father smiled when he realized who it was, revealing his sharp canines.

"Well, I suppose that I should welcome my son back to Hell then. Demons! Come and tend to your new Prince!"

Demons emerged from the shadows at his command and immediately led Taehyung away into the castle. They arrived in a room minutes later. As the demons went off to get clothes and jewelry for the young man, Taehyung looked into the mirror in front of him. His white clothes were now ripped and smeared with blood, his skin dirty, bruised, and cut, blood oozing from various cuts on his body.

But none were as bad as the wounds on his back, which were bleeding profusely and stained his white clothes a scarlet red. He saw what he was now; a helpless, broken little angel boy. He had to change that.

"Is there anything else we may get you, young master?"

Taehyung turned to see the demons had returned, with lavish new clothes and bandages.

"Yeah, I want you to change my hair too; to something a bit lighter. A bit different."

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"Much better."

Taehyung ran a hand through his freshly dyed hair, now a golden blonde, in stark contrast to his previously dark chocolate brown. He saw the new clothes he wore; a black suit with a glittery black blazer and a maroon dress shirt. He looked like a million pieces of gold; he looked like a king. Everything else was bandaged and washed underneath, but he never felt better.