"Well, well, well, who do we have here? It's so nice to see my favorite niece. I'm glad you came to see me this fine Christmas night, wouldn't you agree?"
"I don't know, sweet uncle of mine. Your security guards seemed to be having quite the party downstairs."
"Yes, indeed. Their party was so lively until you killed almost everyone there."
"Perhaps you would like to join them?"
"Oh, darling, don't be rude! You didn't even say Merry Christmas before you pressed the knife against my throat. Too bad you didn't come prepared. That would've been more interesting than me just pointing my gun at your head to get you to give up. Rule number one, sweetheart, never bring a knife to a gun fight. Unless you want to get caught. But no! Surely the greatest woman assassin could never get caught! But here you are, sitting on the floor at the mercy of my gun. How touching."
My uncle's pager went off and his face contorted with irritation. "Sorry, sweetheart, looks like this meeting has to be cut short."
At first I was confused by what meant, but his intentions became clear as he leveled the gun to my forehead.
I screamed.
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"Damn, I have one hell of a headache."
Someone chuckled in the distance. "How ironic."
My eyes shot open as I searched to find the source of the voice. I couldn't see. I was blindfolded. I panicked and blurted our the most typical words any typical eighteen year old girl in my situation would say, "Who's there? Where am I?"
The voice laughed again.
"Hello Cassandra. I'm Lucifer and welcome to hell."
"Shit."
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Well here's the prologue! I hope you like it :{D
Be patient and wait! the first chapter shall be here soon! (I hope)
Hugs and pterodactyl wings,
EmberDemon
