Obey

Chapter Eight: Seeds of Doubt

Fidelina P.O.V:

When SIR Unikai returned, I only ate about half of the full sandwich. I look up at his face where a sickening smile has replaced his usually nonchalant attitude, his cold dead stare usurped by a lively one, foreboding malice.

"I thought," he breaks the silence, "I told you, to eat." With each pause he takes a step closer, akin to a predator readying to pounce on its prey.

"I have been." I answer, taking another bite of the sandwich.

He makes a few quick clicking noises with his tongue. "Oh Fidelina, you don't even realize the predicament you have found yourself in. You see, you lovely STUPID thing, while you might believe that your attitude towards the three of us has gone relatively unpunished, I have been sent by Master Azrael to show you a taste of what hell has to offer. Seeing as my powers are that which delves into your simple little mind, I know. I know about every fear in your entire being, past and present. I know that of every scenario that hurts you deep down in that mess you call a body. I can choose any combination of everything I have ever, and will ever know about you, and play with your mind as if you were a mere puppet on strings." I watched him during his stupid speech, yet he managed to appear next to the bed.

I go to take another bite of the sandwich, but my hand only moves an inch. It's handcuffed to the bedpost again. I angrily glare at SIR Unikai, but he's already on the other side of the bed. He takes the sandwich from my hand and the bed and sets it aside.

"Since you aren't eating I guess playtime begins now." He looks up at me and says "I command you to sleep."

I try to fight it this time, I won't just sit here and let them do whatever they want anymore. I'm not a puppet. I'm not helpless. I won't-

The room is melting. Not fading as if I'm asleep but melting like a popsicle in June. I start to get up and feel myself falling. After a few minutes of the dropping feeling, like a roller coaster my body begins to feel used to it. I laugh in triumph over whatever Unikai tried to do.

When I land, I'm in a large open white space. I look around for anyone, but to no avail. I start calling out for my family, friends... anyone. Right, my fear of being alone...he did say that he could see and prey on my fears. So that's it then? He's going to keep cycling through them until I beg him to stop?

"You're fucking hilarious Unikai!" I scream into the void. "You know? You're really just helping me! Exposure therapy is said to cure people of their fears! When you're done, I won't be scared of anything! Then what will you all do?!" I angrily kick the ground.

There's a sudden sharp pain in my head, causing me to drop to my knees while I cry out in pain. I feel as if the world is spinning, really fast.

I shut my eyes tight and I am on the ground of the sidewalk outside of my house. I have a deep-set pit in my stomach. Instinctively, I am drawn towards the front door. I open it, and see a pool of blood on the floor. I feel my heart rate rising and my stomach drop, had Azrael, Azazel and Unikai done something to my family?!

Panicked, I glance up to try and locate the source of the blood. It seems to have came out of nowhere. There's some muffled noises coming from somewhere at the back of my house. I step quietly down the hallway and my Mom's raised voice makes me jump.

"You're going to take and steal MY daughter away from me and I don't even get paid for her?!" She shouts. "What kind of deal is that?!"

"Listen up you pathetic waste of life," I hear Azazel answer. "Your payment is not monetary. We get your daughter in exchange for 500 years of life, as you look now. Not to mention that you will get your life out of this encounter."

A long pause, before an almost whisper. "I'm going to hell for this." My mom must have agreed.

I feel the very sharp pain again. The spinning returns and I feel like I'm going to be sick. When I open my eyes I'm looking at Azrael at his desk. I feel the need to look down. "So," He says. "Unikai showed you what happened." He says. My head is still spinning and I'm confused, so I merely nod. "Then you know, your mom didn't want you anymore?" He says.

"Th-that's not true! Azazel threatened her and you know it!" I shout.

"Little girl that's not what I asked. Besides, you saw it yourself. If your mother truly cared for you, she wouldn't have traded you for life. Everyone is so scared of me... they don't know the true lengths they will go to avoid me." He laughs. "In the end, I guess it doesn't matter now does it? You're here, and your mother? Right where she is supposed to be." Azreal smiles. "With my good comrade Lucifer."

"I thought you said you were neutral. You're not supposed to choose sides!" I yell at him. "-That you're only doing your job!" He only laughs.

"Did you never stop to think why I am placed closer to hell than heaven if I am truly neutral? No, you humans never really do think these things through, do you?" He sighs. "My dear, I also took that fall. I may be semi neutral, but I am more in touch with hell than you think. There's a reason Lucifer and I conspire, I am actually more damned than he is. I have to constantly be the one to carry the weight of killing everyone around me. I have to do as God says and sometimes kill my own friends. Only I can decide ultimately who lives and who dies, however I have farther down to fall should I repeat my mistakes again."

The weight of his words feel as though I sink deeper and deeper into the ocean without scuba gear. I cannot breathe. I'm choking. I look up, coughing, at Azrael, who has his hands around my throat.

As suddenly as it started, I jolted up, pulling against the handcuff and taking in a deep breath. I was actually choking. Unikai laughs at me.

"Not scared by everything now, are you? You seemed pretty scared of petty mind tricks." He appears right next to me, leaning down and whispering "I could have left you like that for what would have felt like days. Azrael won't kill you which means you would have been left to suffer until he forces me to stop. Since he chose me for your punishment, he let me do whatever I saw fit. You better start being a good girl for your master, Azazel, and I or next time I won't be as nice." I pull away from him and the handcuff is no longer holding onto me.

Was it all a Dream? Or had what he showed me been real?