Chapter 1

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Warnings! ⚠️

Graphic description of physical torture

mention of death

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I've been in Crowley's prison for nearly twelve years. Spent eleven birthdays here! I'm nearly twenty six years old now. Just 3 months till I'm in my late 20's. I miss my mama like crazy! She must think I'm dead now. The whole family must think it by now. Only god knows what my uncles are going through. They weren't blood but, they were my mother's best friends. They were like my uncles. Uncle Cain, Gerry and Uncle Peter be tearing Ballyfermot apart to find me.

The thought my mama thinking I'm dead makes me want to sob me heart out. I can't bear the thought of my her running around looking for me in the dead of night. My mama crying her eyes out because I haven't come home. I always hated to see her cry. It was a rare occurrence but, it pained me to see it.

I was sitting in my cell holding a piggy dirty pillow case to a stab wound I had on my stomach. Alastair and Rio had a little too much fun this morning. Alastair liked to poke and slice at me with my own blade. I can't wait to slice him in two I tell ye! Rio preferred to use my own elemental magic against me. Something about watching me combat the elements made her just laugh sadistically.

I have a plan to get out!

I'll distract the guard who seemed to have very inappropriate thoughts about me and a daily bases, kill him and escape. I've been planning it for a while now. He's a lower level demon that just wants his jollies. If I'm fast, I can do it.

That requires getting up! I took a deep breathe but instantly regretted it. The scent of blood, urine and god knows what else flooded my senses making me gag. The horrendous scent in the air just drove me to want to escape more. I slowly stood up my legs shaking as I did . The rusting metal walls made me cringe as I touched them. How I haven't died of tetanus or something by now baffles me.

I walked over to my guard after a moment to get my bearings on my feet. The exhastion from starvation, dehydration and beatings take a toll on a woman. I slowly approached the rusting cell window and whispered "Hey babes" I say trying my best to be seductive with my tone. He turned around and smiled at me. Okay! So I can be seductive! Noted!

Oh god! His face is disgusting! How am I gonna pull through with this? I was inwardly cringing! The blackened and horrifyingly burned and cut face of a demonic soul was frightening. I can practically smell the burned remnants of his soul. Something I will never get used to!

"Hello little lady. Finally considering my offer?" He asks me with a cocky smile. Oh Christ on a bike! Okay Maggie. Play it cool! I nodded with a smile "I'm ready for you to rock my world" I tell him trying my best not to sound as disgusted as I feel.

He smiled and took the key from his pocket before unlocking the cell door.  He walked in and closed it behind him before near throwing me against the wall. I yelped in pain and surprise from the force of it. He began to kiss my neck. I didnt make a sound since I couldn't be anymore turned off. Like ew! Im fighting everything in me not to just tear off his head right now.

When he pulled away, a beaming smile on his twisted and burned face, I put my hand on his head as quickly as I could. He screamed in pain as a piercing golden light came from his eyes and mouth before he fell to the floor dead. His eyes burned from his skull. I didn't even give myself a moment, adrenaline coursing through me.

When he fell to the floor I rooted through his pockets looking for the keys to my cell. I took the keys from his vessel,unlocked the cell and ran down the hall. The blood and guts trailing the halls made me feel ill. I was the longest resident but not its only victim. I encountered many demons but I killed them with a thought as I ran, all of them falling to the floor their heads glowing that golden shade as they died. Did not know I could do that!

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