My face, struck with horror. My mind was racing at what seemed like 1 million miles an hour. I'm in hell? But why? What could I have done to end up here? After all, I was just a child...right?
"I-I don't get it. Is there something wrong with me?"
"Yes." The gigantic creature stated."There is something wrong with all of us. For we have sinned and disobeyed."
That made me more curious than anything now. I knew that if I wanted answers, I would have to ask. "Excuse me?" They both turned to me, blankly staring. "I don't think you introduced yourselves. My name is Lilly, daughter of Mikayla and Wade Moore."
They're faces immediately froze, I don't understand why. "What?" I complained. "Am I the only one with decent manners?"
They gaped at me, then at each other, and back at me. It was like I was some kind of alien or something. Finally, the smaller, snakeish guy frantically flipped through the pages of the record book. He stopped for a second once he reached the back, then started going through again, at an even faster pace now. He focused on the book for quite a while. He seemed concentrated, but also a little scared and panicky. After what seemed like a century of stress and anticipation, he turned his head toward the other man (if you can even call him that) and shook his head. "No..." the devilish one rebutted. "But, how?" He gripped his chest.
"Careful now." The other replied. Watching his motions cautiously, he stepped toward me slowly, making sure not to scare me. He kneeled down before me with his right hand on his heart. "My dear atrocious, severe, frightening decendant of satan; I Matthew Montes, swear my loyalty to you, until eternity does us part." His eyes focused on my face.
"....w-what!?"
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The Devil In The Girl
RandomPrologue: I thought death would be worse. More gruesome, vicious maybe. Not that it wasn't. It was actually very, very lonely. For a while at least. My "death" was my first ever memory. August 2, 2009, 7:14 am. I had just turned 12 and we were driv...
