Living In Heaven's Opposite (Watty Awards 2012!)

Chapter 9: ძმωղ'ʂ lἶցհէ

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My breath comes in racking sobs, shaking my whole body and filling me with fear. God was wrong, I wasn't safe. I never was. I Am had lied. He had lied to me.

Mr. Hellsworth was going to kill me, and capture my soul for his army and nothing could stop him. Nothing.

I hear a loud hiss from the snake and crack open my eyes. The gigantic snake had risen up, its long fangs bared, poison dripping. Its red eyes glowed maliciously in the dark light. Its muscles rippled, preparing to strike. Preparing to kill me.

The world seems to slow down as the great snake lunges towards me.

I close my eyes tight, my breaths coming in deep shudders.

Nothing happens.

I crack open my eyes, tears finding their way it and stinging my eyes. I desperately blink the tears away, clearing my blurred vision.

The snake is frozen in mid air, its eyes still looking at me, but unmoving.

"No!" Mr. Hellsworth shrieks. "NO!"

The snake shatters.

A million pieces of the snake hover in the air before smashing to the ground, creating a roar of breaking glass.

I strain my eyes wildly through the glass to try to see Mr. Hellsworth, but my attempt is turned futile.

I whirl around and start to race out of there. I push myself to the door, leaping toward it. Smack. An unknown force pushes me back from the door and thrusts me to the ground.

I tremble as I hesitantly feel the back of my head, where a knot is already beginning to form. I push away the pain. It's no different from the other pain I've felt.

But what had caused it? I flinch as Mr. Hellsworth enters my mind, but I trash that idea, he's too weak with his snake pieces of glass.

My dear child, why did you not trust me?

"I Am!" I sigh with relief.

Then the truth crashes over me. Why did I ever stop trusting him? It now seems folly to me that I would trust Mr. Hellsworth over God.

"Be careful, I Am, Mr. Hellsworth is stronger than you think!" I try to warn my friend.

Don't worry, Satan- or Mr. Hellsworth as he's made you call him- and I go back a long time ago.

I stand still, watching for what I Am will do. The fog hastily clears, but all I spot is a faint light and a small, ivory green snake.

The snake turns to me, bearing its fangs and hissing before turning back to the light.

Close your eyes, dearest, and do not open them until I command you to.

I nod, fighting the curiosity in me and squeeze my eyes tight.

The light grows larger, finally making me clasp my hands over my eyes in pain as the light grows ever brighter.

Soon, the light dies down.

Open your eyes.

I squint open my eyes, and see that the snake and the light is gone.

"Where did Mr. Hellsworth- I mean Satan- go? Is he gone?" I ask, fear lightly brushing my tone.

No, Satan is not gone, he's just disappeared for a little bit to regain his strength. But he will be back. And when he is, you must be ready. It is time to start fighting back.

I nod, bravery filling me.

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