"For in order to get him, you must survive him"
I dozed in and out between days in the hospital. My mom was there a lot at first, but she only visits once a day now, since the doctor thinks I'm going to stay like this. I could hear everything, but I couldn't move or see. I know I can wake up, I'm just so tired.
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I could hear the doctor when he said they could not pull the plug.
"It's been 6 months and we still have no clue what's going on." I could hear him weighting on his clip board "A person shot in the shoulder could recover in a week or so, but your son's in a comma."
"I can't lose him, I didn't even know if he was alive before you found him" she was crying. I forced myself to wake but something held me down
"Just a little longer kid" a voice rang out
"Who are you" I asked and my mom and the doctor rushed into the room.
"The name is dommit and I have a deal" this voice wasn't evil it was calm. My mom hughed me."Your transfer starts soon, I'm not going to lie" he appeared in my mind "it's going to be very unpleasant" he was tan, black short hair, he wore a very nice suite, like rich wedding nice. And he had a odd tattoo that seemed to glow thought it.
I stopped breathing but stayed calm in his presence.
He took a sword from his back, a light blue, it was definitely metal, but it was so deep. I looked in to it like it was an ocean, it seemed to be never ending.
I started bucking from the lack of air and he swing his sword. "May death due us part"
He said and I woke breathless and gasping for air. My mom still holding me.
YOU ARE READING
dommit book one: the choice of a hero
Mystery / Thrillera demon of is the devils highest rank, a boy who is homeless and has seen the things demons do, maybe opposites do attract.