The Infinite Living -Creek-

Shatter

"Drip, drip, plop!" Water dripped from the wet soil that was left. Rattling and hissing echoing in the halls. Marching could be heard from above ground. Dust particles falling. The stone walls of the underground prison were covered in aloe and musty from the humid air.

"Nng- my head..." Craig was conscious and sweating from a fever. His breath was heavy and his hair was damped with sweat.

"Oh! Big brother!" The cell bars clanged and a red headed girl ran to his way. She met him with a hug and nuzzled her head against his chest in comfort. Craig had trouble keeping his eyes opened. He attempted to loosen the muscles in his eyebrows, to not show any tension or anger.

"W-what have you do-" Craig was losing his strength. He stumbled his words and his arms fell from the shackles restlessly. It was a pain to keep his arms in the same place for an extended amount of time. His sister looked at him mischievously and peaked a smirk.

"What make's my big brother so special? You don't show any signs that I should fear. Just a weak scum really. And here I am, hoping to have at least have some fun." She shifted her eyes and placed her hand in a fist form against her cheek.

"Hmph!" In a speed of wind, Craig was released from the shackles. His wrists were red from tightness and lost of blood circulation.

"I'm l-losing power..." Craig could hardly talk without taking a breath mid-sentence. His skin became cold and he was losing heat.

"There it is! You're losing your flame. It actually works! Ahah!" Tricia turned away and hysterically laughed.

"I injected fluid in your system. A fluid that is related to poison. Venom and a drop of gold blood. It's the gold blood that changes the effects. The gold blood in a celestial's body causes them to lose their power and strength. I only have a couple of these. It is what I took from the cell guardian who killed mom! You just take a capsule and put it in with the syringe. And voilà! A masterpiece is ma-"

Interrupting the explanation, Craig fell from his sitting position, onto his side laying on the floor. His eyes no longer able to stay open. Trouble breathing. Long panting.

"I expected you to last longer. Hm, pathetic! I'm sure mom lasted longer before she lost her sanity. I'll be on my way out to let you die on your own. Bye bye broth-"

Opening the cell door, a bright white light flashed and a bar cell flung, piercing the wall along with Tricia's cheek. The redhead swiped off the blood on her cheek and sighed.

"Now you reveal your true powers. Son of Lucifer Morningstar. Fallen angel."