"Hello?" I called out
Everything was dark
Though I could faintly make out a hallway
I didn't know what else to do so I began walking down it.
It had a red carpet and plain black walls
I could see the end of it.
It was very far away.
After ten more seconds of walking I noticed that I could hear footsteps behind me
I picked up my pace but the footsteps also got faster.
I ended up sprinting as fast as I can
I was terrified to look behind me but I just had to.
I quickly looked over my shoulder to see a black mist closing in on me.
And in that mist I could see a pair of glowing red eyes.
What the heck?
Though before I could finish that thought I ran straight into a wall as I had not been looking where I was going.
I took a moment to be dazed as I felt hands grabbing me and pinning me against the wall.
"Wow. I expected better from the daughter of two gods" a voice said
I looked up to see a female.
She had messy dark blonde hair that was dip-dyed black and tied back in a ponytail with piercing red eyes and when she opened her mouth I could see a pair of sharp fangs.
She wore a red polo shirt that was blood stained and an undone navy blue hoodie over it.
She had black jeans and shoes.
She was covered in scars.
A lot. Of scars
"Who...who are you..?" I asked "what are you?"
"Names Jezebel. Or Jess, whichever one is fine" she smiled deviously "Oh. And I'm a demon"
"A...demon..?"
"You don't know what a demon is? Really?" She sounded annoyed and surprised at the same time "ugh. Doesn't matter. Let's get down to business"
"What business?" I asked
"Your friend. Damien. He's corrupted right?"
I nodded sadly
"Well. I might be able to help out"
"R-really?" I said my eyes lighting up "how?"
"I have my ways. I can also make sure that the hellhound never comes near him again. But"
"But?"
"I don't work for free. I'd like to make a deal"
"What kind of deal...?"
"You let me in"
I went quiet. I wasn't sure what that meant
"I don't understand"
"It's means that i get to stay in your noggin for a while"
"Why?"
"Ah. That's the part I can't tell you"
I thought for a few seconds
"You'll make Damien better..?" I asked
"Yes. And make sure the hellhounds stay away from him"
She stepped back and reached her hand out to me
"Do we have a deal?"
I thought for another few seconds
"Yes."
I shook her hand.
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Childish War
Fantasy8 year old grace is a carefree princess from a different world to ours. But when she's thrown into the world of humanity things take a turn for the worst. She and her friends must stop her own brother and his comrades from destroying the only home t...
