Descent to Hell

Descent to Hell

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" 'Don't go..." I whispered so lowly that it would have been impossible for him to hear me. "Never..." William told me, turning himself to look at me. His eyes were wide open, his breath heavy and he was shaking, 'I'll always be here, wherever you go I shall follow.' " Theresa or as her friends call her, Tessa, has her life turned upside down when she mets a strange attractive guy that just saved her life, William, he is one of the greatest warriors to live at the age of eighteen. Her father has been murdered two years ago and she was never the same, she started seeing things that only existed in books... But as you know "All stories are true"... There are going to be shed tears and blood, friends turning on each other and two broken hearts that together will form one... Tessa and William are for one hell of a journey, literally, but will they be able to remain together and alive through it all?
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Nothing left my mouth as I stared at him in shock. He truly believed that I was part of this. The man, who I had lived with and served for months. The man who I had protected with my life and soul. I stood still while, as he backed away from me quickly. "I trusted you with my life." His cry pierced around the empty room. He looked so destroyed and hurt, but mostly his face portrayed rage and determation. "And I protected you with mine." I spoke back loudly. I didn't hear myself say it but I knew I did. I look into his eyes even from our distance they seemed to wallow me in darkness. "I gave you mine." My voice was quiet and cracked. His face changed only for a second before his old one took over again. He doesn't believe me. It doesn't matter what I say or do he won't listen. He will still believe I am the bad guy. Just as Kane said, we will never be equals, we will never be fellow humans. We will always be monsters to them. "Yakov, I am not the bad guy." I plead one last time. His Russian accent comes out harsh with his next words. "Your right," he pauses, "you are the villain." I stumble back as if I had just been stabbed in the chest. It was a horrible feeling. It was never good with the emotions and yet I recognize the feeling as heart beak. I barely breathe in air as I regain my posture. A battle cry from somewhere distracts me momentarily. I suddenly remember Ewan. I glare at Yakov one more time before I take off after the cries of battle. Jade believes she started the war among the human and her kind. Nothing is as it was portrayed. The lies and the truth are hidden among each other. There is is no clear good and evil. How can there be if one does not know what is right and what is wrong. She was prepared to see death, prepared to inflict death upon others without mercy or remose. She was prepared to do her job which the Facility had given her. But now it doesn't seem so simple anymore. Instead she focuses on keeping her friends alive.

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