Underneath

Face Your Fear

Ethan walked me down a hall with walls made of fire. He would try to talk to me as if he wasn't a Hellder. There it was. The devil's door. It was colored of course red, but had the color of white too. Not what I was expecting.

How could I be afraid of the devil. Not that it wasn't one of my fears, but the only fear. It makes no sense. But i guess the immortal should know more about me than me huh? 

He opened the door and I saw blood. But not red like usual, blue. And eyes that met mine. A color that changed every second. Blue,Red,Green,Brown, then Blue again. But something familar stood to me about him. 

"It is you Clea, You are the only one who can give me power over all the immortal world. Clea, you hold the most fear of me." He said with a loud booming voice. 

He was right. It was him that scared me. I felt my knees getting weak, and my stomach doing hundreds of backflips. 

Quit. Grave. Lock. Destroy.

I came to my senses and started running out of the Underworld. The devil was behind me on my tail, but he wouldn't catch me. Fire came from his mouth and grabbed my shoulder but I let go and locked the door behind me.But he went through and was right in front of me. 

"You can try to destroy me Clea, but you will always be afraid of me."

I grabbed a bucket of water and threw it over his head and yelled

"I am never afraid!"

As he dissolved he turned into Ethan.

I knew it.

I kept running and before I knew it I was back in the not so dark mysterious alley again. I walked back to the orphange and sat on the steps. It was over. For me.