Crimson Revenge

Hellville

The window was thrown open and there it was on the window sill. "Seridina, wake up...it's not your time just yet." It called but Seridina did not answer. It gently touched her and somehow she woke up.

"Ahhh!" Seridina screamed in fear as she grabbed her knife from her chest and pointed it at the thing in front of her, and that is when she realized it. She was alive, and she didn't feel the blade from her chest, hen she realized she was staring at herself. "W-who are you, and W-why do you look like me? Wait are you me?"

" Well to make this clear I'm not you but if you saw what I was id scare you worse. Now listen to me sweet child, You are not meant for this town or the people who harm you." It said calmingly."

"That is why I was trying to leave it! Why save me, and again I shall ask, WHO ARE YOU?!" Seridina asked with her eyes filling with tears from sorrow and fear.

"Because you are like us ." Its voice was still very calming, smooth.

"Then where do I belong if not here? And who is us, who are you?!" 

" I am Biacaline, friends of mine call me Crimson and I  believe you know my friend who is waiting outside..." She said moving her hand towards the window.

Seridina carefully walked towards the window and there he was Her jet black beautiful stallion. "It can't be? It's not-its not  possible..." Seridina ran outside without a second thought but froze in front of Shadow. He was dead. Red glowing eyes and a fading body. "Sh-Shadow?" she called out and before she knew it the beautiful horse had appeared beside her and had gently laid his head on her shoulder. "How is this possible...how is he here?"

"I brought him here, to help ease you in to your world," Biacaline said floating over her.

"So I did die then..."She asked.

"No, you are not dead Seridina, you are a dead girl walking and I am here to fix your pain."

"How  will you do that?" She gave an evil smile.

"I am going to help you make them pay for ever harming you."

"W-what?"

"We are going to kill them and I am going to help you achieve that by simply calming your mind at points in time."

"C-claim my mind?" Seridina said placing her hand on her chest. "How...?"

"If you agree to it then I will place myself inside you, my eyes will be the last thing people see."

"What are you ?" Seridina asked. "Show me."

"I am what you were meant to be, I am a demon." Seridina froze in fear.

" Demons aren't real.."

"Then how are you alive right now Seridina, and how are you holding Shadow?" Biacaline glared.

Seridina looked around her. "Okay, show me."

"Fine but only my human form." Suddenly her hair went dark purple and her skin light. She was beautiful.

"Wow." Suddenly the gate flew open. "T-that gate has never done that."

"It's time to take you to Hellville." Biacaline helped her onto Shadow then they rode straight through the gate which slammed closed behind them. The fog then laced around them and they disappeared. 

Next thing Seridina knew they were in a town of bluestone filled with hushed singing and laughter, races and fights it would seem so normal if you couldn't see that everyone there was a demon of some sort whether they had horns, fangs or daring eyes they were all just as human as they were a demon. 

"Another stunning ginger, oh my I can not feel my heart." A young demon suddenly said.

"You can't feel your heart because your dead Samson."

"Awe, come on Crimson, why ruin my fun?" He replied fixing his hair. "What's your name little red?"

"Seridina, Seridina Lucia Cray."

"Another Cray woman, this can't be-"

"It is Samson."

"Crimson, did you tell her?"

"No, but she's about to find out."

"Very well." Samson then reached for Seradina's hand. "Mind if I call you red?"

"I don't get it, I thought demons were supposed to be evil."

"Hades is supposed to be evil, that's not true either.  Yes, we do get bad souls but not all of us are. humans go to the heavens, heroes go to the stars, and monsters go to Hellville, in other words, the Underworld. In reality, demons keep the peace because angels take care of the dead, the gods fight and create sparks and the fates play games, well there is one angel like no other, James Lightning Bolt, the son of Zeus and an angel named Cross."

"What makes him different?" She asked taking his hand.

"He's already a demi-god with wings, but his heart is so different. Not only does it fall into men it brings him to the planets, to Hellville, to the stars, but he also doesn't fear his father, he fears that the laws of Olympus will separate families and friends so he gave them a way to find each other while he beds Malthael. If Zeus found out that he'd blow up more then the sky."

"You make it sound like you love him."

"Oh no, I'd just love to be him."

"As great as this is, we should head into the bar, Seridina should talk to Isabelle."

"Very well." Samson smiled. "Right this way red." 

They quickly headed into the bar where a blonde maiden was tossing bottles and mixing drinks.

"Look who's back!" She called.

"Call for Cray, we brought her something." Samson called back.

"I don't have to." She said nodding to the stairs where a redhaired woman stood.

"Samson who is this." She said coming down the stairs.

"It's her Lucia." Biacaline smiled. "Your daughter is finally here."

"Seridina?"

"M-mother?"

"Before you both get excited, Seridina has unfinished business."

"What type?" Isabelle asked.

"Four souls have to die, they need  to be given to Malthael."

"Biacaline-"

"It's okay Samson, reapers can be anywhere remember and Seridina is meant to be one."

"He's right, she's a Cray and Cray's are soul holders." Lucia smiled. "I understand what must be done."

"But Zeus won't, Good thing I don't care what my father has to say." A new voice stated.

"James, welcome back."

"Glad to be back. Look I know how this works, you'll need to get around. I'll help with that."

"What about your father?"

"Don't worry about him Samson, he's so lost in his kingdom fucking  everyone but my stepmother he's forgotten the dead exist, forgotten their will."

"I see."

"Look at us go." Biacacline smiled.

"Biacacline I have a request."

"Of course."

"I want them to die the way they hurt me."

"That sounds fun."

"I have a perfect plan for Jamie, she's first."

"Now wait, you'll need something to collect souls." James pointed out. "Here." He then tossed a garden sickle at her.

"What will this do?"

"It's a scythe in disguise, that's how you will grab them and this," He through a box to her. "Is where you'll put them."

"I like where this is going." Biacacline smiled.