Damian's eyes widened as the doors opened. Latin sigils lined the walls, and an eery green glow emanated from behind a dark door. As soon as he stepped out of the elevator the energy of the room washed over him. It was similar to the Lazarus pool yet different at the same time. Damian noticed that the further into the room they walked the brighter the sigils glowed as if the writing senses new blood.
The closer to the door he got, the more tense he became. Dread washed over him as his mother opened the door. The smell of blood was so strong the coppery taste coated his tongue and nose.
He has to hold his nose as he walked in. His eyes widened at the sight before him. The summoning circle and perfectly written sigils taking up almost the entire room, all of which were written in blood.
Damian released his nose and carefully schooled his expression. But his horror still showed. Talia sighed.
"It is quite gruesome, I agree. Yet there is a twisted form of beauty to it."
Damian suppressed a shudder. "Twisted is putting it lightly, mother."
She giggled as she walked to the center of the room.
A/N: sorry for not writing longer chapters. I have school and I'm moving so updates are going to kinda sparatic. Please comment, you guys are my motivation!!
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The Devil Spawn No longer Breaths
FanfictionTalia wants her son back,for all of eternity, and she will do anything to make it happen. Including selling her soul to the devil. Will the team be able to find him before any more souls are sold? Or will they have another superhuman on their hands?
