A/n: Okay, to be honest I didn't think this would get noticed even by a little bit. So that's why I haven't updated this in a while. But today I saw how much reads it got and I flipped back on.
The dark sidewalks were almost entirely covered in blood, some just stained but most fresh and new. Dead bodies that laid carelessly in the street, even in alleyways with their murderer, doing who knows what.
I tried my best to avoid stepping in the disgusting red liquid, and to not have the bodies in my line of sight. I couldn't retreat now, I can't just stay in my room for the rest of eternity as much as I would like that, I'd have to get used to Hell sooner or later. As I walked I had my hood up to try and blend in with the crowd, better safe then sorry as of right now.
I pulled out my phone, strangely enough they had Wi-Fi here working and a map of the pentagram. Angel once told me that he liked going to the place where Mimzy sang, so I looked up her name and found out the address.
Luckily no one bothered me or even looked at me during the countless minutes that felt like years to find the place. It looked in good condition, what could I expect? Most likely all the demons in Hell do is drink, drugs, murder, and sleep. I hesitantly walk into the place as it was full of people. Like always, they were taller then me, so I'd have difficulty finding Angel.
'You owe me big time, Spider-man.' I insulted him in my head as I sigh heavily, beginning to try and walk through the crowd. Of course I had to squeeze through due to my small size, it's times like these times when I hate being short. I was possibly being squished to death until I fall into a slightly more open area, bumping into a man as I do with my hood flying up.
"Hey! Watch where you're going, you dumb-" he was about to finish saying as I stand up, feeling his hungry gaze on me. I knew what that felt like, I'd be amazed if I didn't by now based on the men who have hurt me in the past. No, I can't remember that now, things won't be how they were.
I am NOT going back to that ever again.
"Keep your eyes somewhere else," I said with all my courage. I was surprised at myself, normally I didn't sound that insertive, guess I'm good at acting. I then attempted to walk away from him but he grabbed my arm and pulled me into him. He pushed me onto the ground, my hands pinned to the sides of my head.
He wasn't saying anything anymore as he was staring to lift up my skirt. Fear was the only thing going through my body, all of the courage that was built up instantly washed away. I was too scared that I was frozen, no matter how much I tried to move, I didn't even flinch. He couldn't be doing this here in public, he shouldn't be doing it anyway!
"The lady doesn't seem to enjoy your company."
I heard a dark tone say, it sounded like the person was talking through a radio. Their tone sounds threatening, like they weren't giving him a choice to continue their harassment. The male looked at them, his face turned pale as his grip loosened.
He instantly stood up and started to full force run away, like whatever he was was the most terrifying thing in Hell, or the scariest person in Hell.
I look up to see a tall man dressed in all red, his suit was red that seemed to fit his skinny and slightly muscular body perfectly, his red eyes shined in the light and reflected off his monocle, a wide smile spread across his face to show off his razor sharp butcher knives for teeth, his red hair cut in a bob with black tips at the ends of his hair and his ears that pointed straight up.
Though while I was dazed with taking in his features, I didn't even notice he stuck out a hand to me to help me off the ground. "I'm terribly sorry for that mans behavior, no way to treat a young lady in the slightest! You look a bit dazed, my dear."
I snap out of my daydream as I take his gloved hand as he pulled me up and softly kissed the back of my hand making me blush as red as his hair. "S-sorry, just am not that used to people helping me." I say with a small stutter while looking down.
"Why of course, my dear! This is hell after all!"
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RomanceHe was known as the awful 'Radio Demon', She was known as the loveable 'Innocent'. He always loved murder, She loved cute things. How in Hell did they get together?