Psychos (CreepyPasta)

Chapter 21: Imprisonment

Chapter 21: Imprisonment

Slowly opening my eyes. I was in a sealed bright white room. What was even weirder was that there was my weapons. Punching bags and dummies. I was chained to the floor and I was in nothing but a sports bra and my cargo pants.

Feeling a stitch in my neck. Letting out a groan as I moved my neck.
"How do you like your new home?" I look up to see a pitch black skinned creature. He had blood red eyes black wisps formed horns on his forehead.

He had a sharp toothed smile. He looked like black smoke himself. His whole body moved liked smoke. "I'm talking to you Heather." I blink and he's right in front of my face.

"It's not home." I say feebly. "Look at you Heather...so feeble yet so strangely deranged." He backs away and runs his fingers on the blade of my axe. "I'm amazed your soul has clung this long to your body Heather,usually victims like you lose there soul after the first person they kill."

I narrow my eyes. "Who are you?" "I am Lord Zalgo." My eyes widen. He smirks. "Yes yes,I know no need to bow." He mocks I scoff. "You have yet to cease amazing me Heather." I turn to him he is inches from my face again.

"Why am I such am interest of yours?" "Because you have a soul,you have gone through so much with your family now you've even ripped of everything that was rightfully yours." He chuckles "Your sanity,your emotions,your humanity." He lists off.

"Yet your soul is strong,and that means weakness in this realm,I hunger for your strength." He tilts
His head and his black poisonous lips near mine. "You have an obsession-" "Much like you do Heather I have watched you carefully I watched you rip Sally into pieces you are beautifully graceful I want you to be mine,my pet,my obsession."

I give him a disgusted look but it doesn't seem to be fazed. "I had heard the story how you massacred a school in a demonic rage,of course the demon had left your body and your soul not interested in you,since your no longer pure."

He lifts me up. "Your green eye mesmerize's me. But that Proxie symbol of yours I don't favor."
He compliments darkly running a sharp nailed finger along my scar.

"Why the long face Little One,I'm letting you stay in this white paradise free to train for the war you'll be fighting in. I'll let you go."
He feigns to sooth me.

"I doubt you'll let me go,I'm an obsession right?" "Of course I'll let you go Heather you'll be strong,grown and only when I destroy your petty Sisters you will be a hollow shell,soulless and I'll be taking your soul for my own,of course you'll still be my bride."

I drops me roughly. My body was weak. "You up for Game of Peek A Boo Heather?" He laughs giving my fake kind smile. "It's almost believable right?" Two huge men stand beside him. The twins.

"Hello-" "little Angel." They smile. "These boys will be giving you food and entertainment but for now I'll leave you alone to your own 'devices'." Zalgo sneers before disappearing in a black wisps of smoke. The twins smirk and then leave the room.

I feel the chains loosen on my wrists. Leaning back on the white wall. Looking over to see my axe and my knife. I sigh heavily. I felt exhausted.

Looking around the room to see a small one way window high on the wall. 'No chance there.' I thought to myself.

I slowly stretch my fingers. Then my hands. Arms then shoulders. Then doing it with my back legs feet and toes. Slowly standing using the wall for support I walk over to my weapons.

Touching my axe with my fingers. Letting out a sad sigh. I feel a sense of hopelessness. I was left to roam in this large spaced prison. Given food and 'entertainment'. I needed to train,and train hard.

I missed my sisters.