Erebus (Unedited)

where the f**k am I?????

Elaine stepped out of the house. She looked up the cold night was filled with darker clouds. Drops of rain rolling off her face and sneaking into her black hoodie. Slowly soaking her.

She started towards the road on a dead set path, trampling over her mothers magnolias. Sorry, not her mother, her STEP-mother. That annoying perfect ass bitch.

Lighting flashed and thunder crackled as she reached the curb. She slowed and looked both ways like she was taught as a child.

She chuckled. Why the fuck did they teach her safety when they were what caused her the most pain... or at least they used to. Those two fucking narracist faggots.

But now she guessed the greatest threat to her would be... well herself. She thought, as she stepped onto to the road just as a truck turned into the crossroad.

She slowly walked in front of it never being as calm before in her life. She heard the loud horn but didn't care.

Without a second to spare for thoughts, the hot frame of the truck crashed into her she flew, then coming to a slow rolling stop.

She was still awake but felt her warm blood gushing out of her and pooling around her. She smiled up at the desk clouds, the rain washing off the blood from her face.

It was a bloody end but and end at last of her miserable useless shitty ass life. She turned her head at the blurry dark figure trying to help her.

"No" she thought "don't help me" she tried to mumbled but all the came was blood.

Now she heard the sirens. And felt her self being lifted out of the warmth of her spilled blood. "No" she tried one last time before she slipped into a deep slumber

Everything was dark, she could feel herself but couldn't see the hands in front of her. She felt her stomach knot and lumps swell in her throat. She couldn't see it but she certainly felt. Her hands shaking. Where ever the fuck she was she was freezing.

If she was dying wasn't she supposed to have a flashback of her miserable life?

"Would you like a flashback?" Came deep booming voice.

Frantic Elaine turned everywhere to figure where this voice came from. As she was doing so she heard the voice chuckle.

Then slowly the place began to lighten up. She looked down. A stone floor? She looked at the walls and everywhere around her. They were filled with old paintings of devilish affairs. People seemed to be trading...souls?

As she was examining the walls that looked like castle walls. She noticed the former darkness was all moving towards a single spot. A large throne with delicate golden designs on the black metal.

She stared in awe as the shadows formed a figure. They swirled into a huge eight foot man like figure covered in black scales with black shadows seeping through the cracks. On its head were two huge ram horns bigger then it head. That were So how an even darker shade in black. On ur were intricate golden designs carved into it.

Her eyes moved to its face two eyes glowing red amongst the black. Its mouth was filled with jagged teeth coming out wherever they found room.

"Elaine...dear?" As it spoke the room echoed with its deep rumbling voice.

Elaine hesitated, "y-yes?"

The demon stood up as he began to speak "I need you," he walked right up to her, "child" he bent down to her level, "to give up your life to me."

"And why the FUck would I do that!?" Elaine said bewildered by the absurd so called favor.

Elaine looked into the demons eyes, almost drowning in pools of deep red blood that seemed to have an eery glow to them.