Black Jacket for a dark soul

Introduction

As I ran around my childhood home the fire pits burned bright, acting as our sun. The tortured souls screaming an incoherent tune, begging for mercy. Me and my mother flew high in the sky our wings taking us above the flames, I was young then about 13 so my wings were smaller than my mothers. As I grew tired, we slowly made our descent to my fathers awaiting arms. I was happy as a child carefree, that was until I was about 15. Things stared to change. My mom and dad started to become colder I became colder. I didn't want to it just happened. My dad started hitting me when I would snap but everyone my age did snap it was our part of growing up. I never understood why he did that, but my mom never stopped him and no one that I knew was getting hit by there family. Maybe everything I knew was a lie. When I turned 16 the morning of my birthday, I was not greeted by smiles I didn't expect that either I knew what was going to happen.

I was woken at the crake of dawn to and shipped off to the pits, there it is decide if you work for Satan, with him or if you're against him and are to stay in the pits to burn for eternity, something nobody wants. The pits are full of fire you're surrounded in a circle of your own personal hell. Your greatest fears, all the worst mistakes youmade will make, if you crumble your weak and sent to the pits and if your strong and show no reaction you work with him. Or you go back home that's your choice, most people choose the former. Working with him gives you power. Everyone down here wants power. But not me I want to be happy but not weak, he can smell if your weak.

I remember my time in the pits, so clear its like I'm still there. My mother with me her practically black hair resting down on her waist just like me, I inherited her hair and her bright emerald green eyes. I got her nose as well a lot of people say that we could be sisters we look that much alike. I look nothing like my dad though who had light blond hair, brown eyes and a crocked nose.

My mother was not allowed in the pits she had to wait in the mansion that belongs to Satan himself. It's the only way to access the pits. His house his glorious and full of cold fire, the pit is closed off in soundproof room. Satan was leading us there was about 10 of us who turned 16 today so we all had to do this. I mean its better the doing it all alone.

I could see some of he kids already shaking there was a short red-haired girl that was in front of me she was at the front of the group and she was shaking. A lot. I could already tell that she was going to be the fist to brake but I kept my stone face on and walked forward.

As we reached the huge brass door the heat emitting from it was coming off in waves. Hit after hit of heat sweat began to build up on my forehead. Satan seemed unaffected as he got up to the door and touched it like it had no affect on him. As his hand touched the door a loud sound of locks being opened muted all other sounds around. After a few seconds, the loud sound stopped, and the doors swung open.

The huge blast of heat that hit you once the door opened was extraordinary, we live in hell and I can tell you now I had never felt anything like this before. Satan moved out of the way and allowed us to steep though this is where my mom must wait here and see if I come  back though.

As we enter Satan gives me a look. Not just a normal devilish look but something more sinister.

As we step into our own personal hell its like someone has dimmed the lights. Memories flashed before all the times my dad beat me till I blacked out all the wrong things I had done all the pain I had inflicted upon people  I could feel their pain I could feel all the punches and kicks that my dad did to me over the years the pain was horrendous it felt like I was in there for hours and to show no reaction was the most difficult thing I had ever done. Finally the fire vanished, and I was free, I could go home.

As I walked out about to go to my mom and tell her I would be coming back but not home, I realised that she was gone she had left me here. When a parent dose this it basically means that they didn't believe in you and thought you would fail and that there was no hope for your child. I had no choice I would have to stay here with him and work for him. That is the look that he gave me it was one to say that he knew that she would leave that I was going to be stuck with him.

And that's how it started the first thing he did was send me to earth on this imposable mission. My mission was to kill some one that was not even born yet and he would not be in my life for over 100 years. I wouldn't know who he was. With out the magic in hell I would stop aging and would have eternity to complete the mission.

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First chapter please comment and tell me where to improve. Edited.