I was naïve to think that I could actually kill the Devil!
What gave me the confidence was the fact that the Devil couldn't actually kill me when I was alive. Not having taken into consideration that things had changed since then, I miscalculated the Devil's strength. Yes, I could hurt it, hurt it badly but not actually kill it.
"Did you really think that you could kill me!?" He screamed at me. "Once upon a time, when I was just the Devil yes, you could have killed me. Luckily for me, you had no idea how.
But now I am not just the Devil, I have in me the power to create and destroy and guess which one I shall use?" he snickered at me.
"The power I got from your pathetic, little friend is what allows me to stand here, in the daylight and bring havoc to the land. Nothing you do can stop me, now you truly are powerless to stop me.
Yes, you did hurt me, but I am the DEVIL I shall recover quickly. Normally, I would have killed you for daring to attack ME, but I have a better plan. I will let you live and see what happens because you were too weak and scared to stop me when you had the chance." He continued.
I felt truly dead at that moment.
"Was it all in vain?" I wondered.
Also, I kept thinking about that nice and kind voice in my head. Was it just another trick? Why would it tell me that I could stop the Devil if there was nothing I could do?
But then again it never said I would be able to stop the Devil, it just said I had to be the sun. Maybe the point was that I could hurt the Devil, stall him for a bit.
But why would that even matter? There was no one who could stop him now, was there?
The Devil continued his victorious speech: "I won! Finally, after years of imprisonment, I am free to take my revenge on all of you! God always favored you, he even gave you free will, a choice!
What about me?! What did I get for my troubles!? Eternity in pain and suffering, in Hell! That's all I got for my troubles! No more! I shall finally get what I deserve! Everything! And no one can stop me now! "He gloated.
"You are wrong! I will stop you!" a hoarse voice said. Both the Devil and I turned to the sound of the voice, and we were both shocked to see my friend rising from the hole in the ground.
She was actually flying and her eyes glowed with a golden light. Unlike the hellish eyes, she had before, those eyes spread the feeling of love and light.
It was the first time I saw my friend truly powerful and unstoppable.
Her hair was flying around her face. Her whole body and the surrounding area were buzzing from the power coursing through her veins. There was a golden light similar to the color of her eyes surrounding her whole body. I had never seen so much power, so much goodness.
Even the Devil himself seemed to be in awe of what was happening although he tried to hide it.
"That is impossible. You... you are dead!" he stammered. "I killed you and drained all the power out of you. There was no life left in you, I could feel it! I savored it, the lack of life in your naïve body." He said.
"That is what I wanted you to think. I stayed there inside my head more actively than ever before, once my friend broke the hold you had on me. She woke me up, and I stayed awake even though I allowed the evil thing in me to kill the human. I knew he would have died no matter what I did, and I had the entire world to worry about.
So I let you assume that everything was going according to your plans, as I formed a plan. I thought a lot about many things, some of which didn't seem relevant to the situation, but they actually brought me the answers I needed.
Thinking about my family and how they tried to tell me how I should live my life, how they tried to control me for my own good, I realized that I was allowing you to do the same thing. Even before I knew you were the Devil, I let you choose for me.
I never wanted to get married, but when you asked I said yes because it was expected of me, it was my duty. Then it suddenly all fell into place.
What if all that happened because I allowed it to happen? What if my friend was right, and I had the power to stop all that, to make my own destiny?
So I let the evil side of me, the worm in my head, do your bidding while I hid in the back of my mind protected from your view. My power is that strong! After you threw away my body, I knew I had to stay still until you all left and then I could reassert control over my own body and my power." She explained.
"Thank you for the help, by the way." She told me. "If you hadn't stalled him, I wouldn't have had the necessary time to recover. I whispered into your mind hoping that you would be able to give me enough time to reassert control.
You see, although I didn't disappear, the body was savagely damaged by this brute. I managed to fix my body by tapping into my true power while you were distracting him.
You were right. I have the power to change the world; it's much bigger than I ever dreamed.
Now that I fully understand it, I realize that it was always a part of me. I have spent my whole life suppressing that power because I didn't want to be different. I didn't want to stand out. But even then, the power found some outlets to let itself free.
Instead of creating new worlds, I was creating beautiful paintings of new worlds and different points of view. It was my way to tame the energy that was always inside me.
Sometimes, it was too much to bear. It felt like I would explode if I didn't paint. Only now do I realize that the reason for that was that I kept suppressing my powers.
It wasn't something I wanted to admit even to myself. Now that I have finally accepted it as part of me, I know I can do whatever I choose. Even dead, I am more powerful than any creature on Earth or in Hell. And you!" she said turning to the Devil.
"I am giving you the last chance, the chance that you don't deserve! Go back to Hell and all this will be forgotten, don't go back and I will destroy you! We both know that I can do that. What do you say? " She asked. Instead of an answer, a massive stream of fire went towards my friend.
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The Raven
HorrorCOVER BY: @AleksandarJovanovic9 Imagine this. You're drowning in your own fear. Anxiety builds up like a small electrifying spark and slowly spreads throughout your body. Goosebumps prickle your skin as your mind races, looking for a place to run an...