Broken|| The Umbrella Academy Five fanfic

2: Seventeen Years Ago Part Two.

They were gone for an hour before coming back then, they knocked us all out. Bastards.... I hoped it was all a terrible nightmare. It all just seemed so unreal so, why couldn't it be? I was only eleven years old at the time, why did it have to be us? Why did it have to be my family? I was so terrified, I tried hiding it but I don't think it's working very much.  I wanted to cry and scream and just WAKE UP!  It wasn't that easy though. Unfortunately it was real, it did happen, it was happening. I couldn't wrap my brain around it, how come they came to us? What did we ever do to deserve such an awful fate? I woke up fifty minutes later. I was strapped to a metal table. The straps were over my chest, neither regions, ankles, and my arms were tied up above my head. I then realized I wasn't wearing any clothes. I started to freak out more. Why wasn't I wearing clothes? Why was I strapped to a meatal table? and..... WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING!!!!!???? I started crying, trying to break free.

"Look who's awake." The table was moved to a ninety degree angle. My family was sitting in front of me. They looked like they were beat to hell. I gasped in horror.

"Perfect. Now we can start having a little fun." Ametri walked up beside the table I was on. He had a tool kit beside him with sharp objects on it.

"W-What are you g-gonna d-d-do?" I was scared, very scared. The demon laughed at me. He picked up a knife, looking me dead in the eye. He sinisterly smiled at me. He started carving into my flesh earning a blood curdling scream from me. The world around me shattered into pieces and faded to black all I could focus on was how much it hurt. I can't explain the pain, all I know is it hurt so much I blacked out from the pain. Darkness consuming me. I just wanted somebody to save us. One of the demons poured ice cold water over me, waking me up from passing out.

"Wakey, wakey!" I was in agonizing pain. There was a large cut that almost stretched across my abdomen. Azazel walked up to me with a syringe with a thick red substance in it. He tied something on my upper arm, sticking the needle into my vein injecting the liquid into me. Soon enough the darkness consumed me.

Dream..... I think....
I was in a cage, surrounded by fire... it was desolate, there was a man standing in front of me. I was genuinely confused.

"Where am I?"

"Hell."

"How did I get here? Am I dead?"

"No, not yet anyway."

"What do you mean?!" He just chuckled at me, walking over to me. He put a hand on my face. It was kind of creepy.

"Uhhhhh?"

"Do you know who I am? Huh?"

"I don't know. Who are you?"

"My name's Lucifer. Have you heard of me?" I just looked at him with disbelief.

"What the fuck did Azazel inject into my body?"

"My blood."

"What? He did what now? What the hell!? Oh god, oh shit, oh fuck, what the fucking fuck? What the fucking fuck? WHAT THE FUCKING SHIT IS FUCKING GOING ON!? I just want to go back to my normal life!" I brought my knees up to my chest and buried my face.

"Oh come on now. Don't be like that, you should feel honored that I'm blessing you with such a gift."

"Are you kidding?! I NEVER ASKED FOR THIS!"

"You didn't have to. I'm just that generous." He smiled like he accomplished something. I became furious at the devil. I stood up looking at him with disbelief.

"Are you INSANE!? IF THIS IS YOU BEING GENEROUS I'D HATE TO SEE YOU BEING MENACING! UGH!!!!! WHY DON'T YOU JUST KILL ME AT LEAST THAT I WOULD UNDERSTAND!!!" I screamed he laughed at me.