The Devil's Curse.

Chapter 25 | Goodbye brother.

Chapter 25 | Goodbye Brother.

Aniel | POV

Rial paced back and forth dressed in a mesh shirt and tight, leather pants. Her stilettos clicked across the cold, stone floor and her face was wrapped into a look of disturbance. It began to annoy me.

"Stop pacing. I don't understand why you're so upset. What did you think was going to happen?" I snarled causing the demon to pause and look over at me.

From up close she was quite ugly. It was a wonder she was considered beautiful in hell, in reality she was merely a spoiled, rotting hag. Her deeming quality was that appreciation for silence when she left the room.

"Maybe this is going too far, they are going to fight and with Abaddon on their side we will lose," she muttered.

Abaddon the angel of death himself. I laughed.

"Stop being so clueless, he's not going to do anything," I snickered.

"How do you know?" She retorted in a tone which suggested she had once again, forgotten her place. Anger recoiled under my skin and I flexed my wrist. I imagined a beautiful whip licking across her arms.

She cried out in pain, long wounds appeared leaking blood.

"Get out until you can remember who is in charge here, and who should stay silent," I snapped.

She collected herself quickly, then holding her head high like the pride of a pathetic dog, she left the room. Silence fell over me and I breathed it in. Hell was going to come raining down in a shower of flames and after that the angels would be next, then every other place.

Something warm tingled inside my heart, a feeling I had lost years ago.

Look up.

I did.

Blue eyes stared back at me and an inhale of surprise threw me off guard. I needed to hold control. My body willed itself to relax, eyes blinked slowly and my hand slide towards the table beside me. Fingers stretched to place the mask over my face. We both knew the truth was already in the air. Like dirty secrets.

"That's a cute trick, I didn't know that was possible," I replied honestly, but my kindness was faked.

Translucent tears dripped down her translucent face. As if I was finally saying goodbye to the ghost of my memories. How old had I been when she was taken? Ten? Eight? I forgotten.

"You grew so much," she said softly.

"You didn't," I paused realizing the trick, "Karasek made you a potion to follow my blood through your blood? Smart demon."

I laughed coldly at that.

"So it was you all along," she hummed quietly.

As if I was breaking her heart. I was so tired of this bullshit. She picked her place and so would I. I was not that ten year old anymore. I would bring hell down to its knees, destroy everything that meant anything to her then, when she begged for mercy I would take my sister's life. This was merely the fate of us, it always had been.

"I loved you, now I will destroy you. Goodbye sister, for the second time in fifteen years," I snickered humouring myself.

The heartbreak was clear on her face.

"It's only been a few years for me," she whispered.

"And yet you now sit as queen with not a worry for your little brother. I hate you, you mean nothing to me. Not anymore," I snarled back.

Anger unfolded from me in hot waves. It burned my skin and exploded in waves. She covered her face and then, she was gone. Back to wherever he body lay drugged. I was furious that she still had this affect on me. I hate her, I hated her so much it made me stronger.

"Riel I'm hungry!" I yelled feeling weak.

I needed more power.

The demon pushed through the door quickly, pulling a squirming weak demon behind her. She threw him towards me as he yelled in horror. I pulled him up by the neck and bit down hard. Warm power flew into my mouth, and I drank greedily.

Soon.