Unwanted Fate (Slow Update)

Chapter 11-Lucifer

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Felix's POV

I looked at Mark with hatred and fearfulness, hatred because his Mark and his an asshole and fearfulness because he has blood everywhere on him.

Mark smirked, showing his bloodied sharp teeth, his hands had the most blood on it, his long wire tail swinging slyly behind him slowly.

"So, your finally awake....perfect timing. As we had just finished torturing souls too"

"We....?" I slowly asked, still glaring at him, watching his every move.

Mark smirked widen as he snapped his fingers, and almost immediately, Jack appeared beside him, also covered with blood.

My eyes widen, and I could tell Bob and Singes expression were the same.

"What....?" Singe stuttered, her voice betraying her.

"Like I said" Mark started "we were out torturing souls while you all were unconscious. A shame though, as I would love you all to watch Jack torturing souls. It's his first time, but he did great....even better than me..."

I gulped, my anger slowly fading into fear as I looked at Jack wide eyed, his eyes and face expression were still the same, black eyes and an emotionless face.

"You know, maybe he was born to torture souls and be a demon.....but maybe Jesus fucked it up and he became an angel instead of what his destined to be?"

"That's bullshit!" I snapped, pulling on the chains as I tried to get to Mark so I can fucking rip his head.

Mark shrugged, folding his arms "you never know....who knows? Maybe you three were also destined to be demons..."

I growled but didn't say anything, glaring at Mark. It's not possible, right? We couldn't have been demons in the first place...or is it just Mark trying to get into our heads?

It's obviously Mark trying to get into our heads.....

Like, since when can you trust a demon? You don't.

I was snapped of my thoughts when we heard chains rattling and looked off to the side, seeing Jack uncuffing Bob, then Singe and finally me, going back to stand beside Mark.

I looked at them confused, then at Bob and Singe, who had the same expression as I did.

I looked back at Mark, who was looking at us and smirking, motioning us with his finger.

"Come along now, and don't try anything funny, you won't even manage to survive even if you do..."

I rolled my eyes but followed anyway, helping Singe and Bob up as we began trailing behind Mark and Jack.

I take the time to look around our surroundings. The place was literally full with red, from red walls to red floor, red this and red that.

Just, everything was red.

Thousands of innocent people's head were hanging on the wall, their faces all horrified, and there were dried blood on the wall.

My cheeks puffed up as I try not to throw up right there and there.

Fucking disgusting.

(So, there's a kid in front of me, suppose his related to me. Idk my relatives, okay. His fucking annoying and his such a spoilt little shit. But his so cute I just feel like going up to him and strangle him with my bare hands......Anyways...)

I tried not to focus on the thousands of head hanging and focused on the road in front of me instead, but I could see the heads with my perplexed vision, its really hard.