Chained By Mark

Prologue

In the suburbs of England a woman with raven black hair and iceblue tear filled eyes, runs outside of the wall of a once beautiful mansion that was now a battle ground. The stench of blood rung strong within the night air as the bodies of fallen comrades and servants littered the floors of the mansion, lawn, and court yard. The woman runs towards the gates which marked the end of the estate threshold wearing nothing but her night gown and robe with a crying baby in her arms. When she finally made it pass the gates she hears the crys of agony that belonged to a man that she has loved for so many years. He knew the moment that he decided to be left behind his fate was already sealed to be greeted be the face of death yet he embraced it like he was greeting a lover.  The woman tried to stay strong but still could not stop the dark thoughts that kept appearing in her mind. "It's all fault." She thought sorrofuly. "Because of my foolish and selfish decisions I have destroyed the lives of many." "I have caused the love of my life to die along with many others." As she tried to keep the exhaustion along with her sorrow at bay while still running with a crying child in her arms she finally made it to the forest border where  she found a car like her husband said that there will be. She hurriedly put her child in a carseat before getting into the the front seat and starting the car. The woman looked towards the place she once called home for one last time in fear. For there was a looming darkness that began to erupt from the now silent battleground which appeared to be heading towards her way.

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The woman drives away from the mansion and forest border in hopes of evading the dark looming cloud that felt more like a presence than an object or element. "Running now are we?" A familiar, masculine voice says soothingly like he was comforting the distressed woman when he was actually taunting her and she knew it since the voice belonged to someone that she once knew and still hated. 

"Get out of my head!" She screamed out loud. "I will never allow you to take her!" The woman's statement only seemed to amuse the voice as he just chuckled before replying. "We had a deal but you are running away."  "You know that I always collect what's do to me so what's the point in running from fate?" 

Hearing him speak of her child like as if she were just a trading item put fear and anger within the woman who was trying to get to safety. "Please leave her alone and I'll do whatever you want!" The desperation was clear in the  woman's voice. "I will find a way to pay for the sins that I have committed against you, just please leave her alone!" She begged and pleaded but all she received in return was chuckles and blunt, uncaring replys. "Now come on, Love you and I both know that I can't do that."  The woman stiffed at his words but he still continued on. "We made a contract  that was sealed with a kiss and the oath of blood with the seven princes of hell as our witnesses."  "...And if you want to make sure that the contract is valid you could always see if she is still branded with my mark, though I'm pretty sure that you already know." With those final words the woman felt the foreboding presence leave her mind but that only seemed to plague her with more worry but she disregarded the feeling when she noticed that her child was crying.

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Just as the woman was less than a mile away from where she planned to to make a haven for her and her baby she noticed something when she looked at the rearview mirror of her the car she was driving. The dark cloud like presence that was following her had disappeared and her child was eerily quiet. She looked at the backseat and saw that her child was still there so what the baby become so quiet all of a sudden? Why was everything so quiet? It was like everything was mourning the live of those who were destroyed today or like they knew that something quite dark had made itself known this evening. The woman was brought out of her thoughts when a person stepped in front of her speeding vehicle. To prevent herself from hitting the person who she presumed was a man by his silhouette she did a quick push on the brakes but it did not stop fast enough which resulted to a loud screech before crashing into the man, flipping over andlanding upside down on the side of the dark, vacant road.

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The last thing the woman remembered was strong scent of leaking gasoline as a fire was bound to ignite along with the shrill crys of her new born as she desperately tried to reach for the baby but to no avail "No I can not let you die." "You are all we have left to end this." The mother thought but could not complete her  weak advances. She felt a rising terror swell within her as she heard thethe sound of a flame igniting before hearing quiet approaching footsteps followed by the voice of a familiar man. "Hello, Darling." Then she was engulfed in black shadow like flames as she screamed in pure agony until she was welcomed to the cold embrace of death.

'Such an amazing woman brought so low all because she could not abide by the terms of a simple contract' a man thought as he held a crying child. "Hello little one" The man said as he looked into the babies eyes which were open even though they shouldn't be do to the fact of it being only a few hours old not to mention that they were glowing and flared every time the baby cried louder but as he stared the child seemed to become quiet until it was nothing but a whimper as it fell asleep. "I can tell that you will be an interesting person even if you do seem to be rather weak... well right now at least." With that being said the man disappeared with in the black flames of his own creation and reappearing in front of a Victorian styled castle with exotic plants growing on the walls of the elegant walls yet it did not look unkempt as the rare flowers made the beautifly stained glass pop as it contrasted perfectly with the dark stoned walls. As the man stepped into the castle and transported to the dungeons far below the castle while he thought of what to do with the baby. Torches lit up in his wake as he walked down the corridor before abruptly stopping in front of a cell as he peered inside. Chuckles 

"Why hello, William aren't you looking well on this fine evening" the man said smoothly. "leave me you monster!" Said the man within the cell he was batted and bruised all over with barely any meat on his bones withe dirty rags that were supposed to be called clothes but even if he looked worse than a beggar his hazel eyes still held fire as he looked up defiantly. "Aww, but come now ,William don't you want see your new god child?" the man said. William looked up in horror "Where are they!" "You tell me now, where are they!" he screamed as he shot up from the cold floor of his cell "You know exactly where they are, William" even though the man's voice was neutral his eye held a certain predatory glint in them that showed that he was any thing but a normal man. "Why have you come here for!" "What to brag about your victory!" the man was clearly losing his patients as he tried his best not to rip the iron gate of its hinges and tare that man limb by limb  since he was not one for dramatic not mention he had a baby that he would like to stay asleep. "Firstly my castle my cell"  "Secondly I want you to raise your godchild... on a few conditions of course" he said with gleam in his eyes as William tried not to show his fear of what those "conditions" may intell. 

After hearing the conditions and being forced to agree William was allowed out of his cell then clothed and fed before taking the child to leave England an the order of the man who allowed to him to watch the child. "Now, William no trying to sneak away or I'll have no choice but kill you" the man threatened the William like he was talking about the weather" but William only stared as he sorrowfuly recalled all of the conditions And the future the child would have to endure before saying "Go to hell!" which only earned a chuckle from the man "Oh, but William where do you think that I came from in the first place".