Chapter 2

Chapter 2

He always told me if I ever left him, he would kill me. I always took him seriously but never imagined that I would actually leave him. Never thought that he would actually do it. But as I laid on the floor and stared at the Cold’s face as he pointed the gun at me, I knew it was over. I was shot in the stomach and forced to bleed to death as he turned the gun on himself and his body laid next to mine.

                He knew exactly what he was doing, watching him do that was the most painful thing I’ve ever been though. My soul shattered to little fragments. The good parts were sent to heaven and born again as Skye. The evil parts however, bonded back together and were sent to hell to be born as Scarlett.

“Lord Damien, look at this one, she isn’t even all here”, a voice said. I opened my eyes to see Cold’s face peering at me through bars. I started up quickly and shuffled back until my back hit a wall. Why was he here, the b*****d, even in death?

                My eyes darkened at the thought and sight of him standing in front of me. I knew it wasn’t him though, they had two different voices. My eyes started to well up as emotion after emotion crashed over me, feeling as if a riptide had pulled me under. Grief, anger, betrayal, anger again, sadness, depression and finally settled into a dark stoicism.

                A face I didn’t recognize came to the cell’s door. A tall light-skinned male, he had waist long dark hair and his eyes were a piercing red color.

“Where am I?” I muttered to him, as the clone glanced at me curiously.

“Hell” Damien said with a little smile. “Welcome to Hell or not. I’m Lord Damien also known as the king of hell and you will treat me as such. It seems half your soul is missing, can you remember anything?” I shook my head even though I still remembered Cold. His dark eyes, looking at me in hurt as he pointed a gun at me, tears pouring down his face. Damien glared at me in the dim light. I looked at my hands, one was burnt to a crisp and the other was a pale white color. Before I could ask him a question, he disappeared into the darkness with the clone look-alike on his heels.