Infected Haven Part I, S.K Nuanes [i am reading a book .txt] 📗

one of the reasons I was chosen…I was demented even before I came out of the womb. I suppose the brothers probably decided I was the unlucky fetus. It has been forever since I talked to my brother. I am sure he is up in Heaven, dining with God. I guess if he is there I should be glad I am the one down in Hell.

The younger one being casted off, denied all love for being different. The big brother, the one everyone loved. Even if I was loved in my human years, all it was pity. Fake compassion, even my own mother lied to me. Using a emotion called love, it was a while since I felt any kind of love. I knew it was better that way; I was going to probably die in less of a year…

 

 

 

In an office, supplies were knocked off onto the floor; in the office everything was a elegant modern. The desk was made of glass, the chairs were a soft leather, with silver frames, a large book case that wrapped around the room, a large window the curtains made sure no light could enter, the floor has elegant detail to it, almost seemed as if you were watching a motion picture if you looked at the floor long enough, and there were two bodies inside the room. On the desk, the two bodies were engaging in sexual intercourse. The man was kissing the female neck, he licked it as if it was some ice cream.  “Sir…may we come in?” A voice asked from the outside.

“Somewhat busy here…” The man growled annoyed, the lust inside him grew more. All he wanted was to allow himself to feel her inside of him.

“Boss…it’s about the Arch Angel Sword. It has fallen into the wrong hands.”

After that sentence, the man put on his long white trench coat, along with plain black pants, the girl put on her dress and left. Once she left the young boy walked inside, and bowed to the man he sat sideways in the chair. Looking at the boy, “Well where the hell is it?”

“It is in Satan’s hands, and we all know what will happen…”

“Who had it before him, clearly he isn’t smart enough for a Arch Angel to give it to…it had to be a demon who was able to trick a dying angel into believing he was human.” As the man stared at a painting above the door, he considered who was even slyer then the Devil.

“It could been another human, and Satan killed them and took it from them.” The small boy whispered quietly.

“Adrian Christian DeLuca is our man…” The white trench coat man spoke.

The small boy stared in shock, that name everyone knew, and they knew the demon that lived inside that man.

“Ayperos Hellure? He is down in Hell, how are we going to get him?”

The white trench coat man laughed, he stood up and slid the curtains open, and looked outside to the town. Everyone was happy, and enjoying a great time of peace and happiness.

“An angel can’t enter Hell, so we will send out a spirit to bring him to us…in a way. Not his body, just his self-conscious. A demon up in Heaven, things may not go well. So we will need to make sure, the spirit injects a drug in him…I want to be able to beat that piece of shit up. I want to see him bleed, and beg me to stop. Hm we don’t always get what we want. Now…send out a Dream Angel.”

The boy bowed before leaving and left the man alone, he narrowed his eyes down on the crowd. Even though he was in Heaven, he knew everyone was a sinner. Not everyone can be forgiven, even if all of us are siblings to one another.

“Just wait you little rat.”

 

 

“I am sure none of us expected this to happen, we probably thought life was going to be cookie-cutter. This is not even close to what I imagined. “ Nina spoke as she was sharpening one of her knives. I wasn’t sure what was normal, but what I heard from the media. I didn’t want to be apart of the human race. I do wonder if my humanity is just a waste of time and energy. I watch people get taken advantage of. Being a little doll, as someone twists their limbs and whispering lies into their ears. A blindfold covers their sight, so they can’t see the truth.

“I wish we had some Scotch.”

I couldn’t help but give half a smile at that, Robert and me did have some interesting times together, or just how we both enjoyed the poisonous liquid. 

“I second that, but anyway…I got the materials. We just need a female’s blood…” I spoke, all eyes drifted onto the girls. Even the girls looked at one another, not sure who was the donor.

“Arthena, just give three drops of your blood.”

Nina looked confused I shook my head at her, not wanting to hear her talk.  She would try to protest, but there wasn’t time for fighting.

We had a broken bowl, but it would work, I threw in the grass, the ashes of a demon, I bit my wrist, and allowed four drops to fall onto the ashes, than Arthena cut her wrist and dropped three drops of her own blood.

“Lacum aperuit Patet parte inferni. Rege, sed quia non-mentior nobis. Ne derelinquas nos ad Lordsburg vestigium.”

It was one of the Latin chants, when you spoke you had to growl and be able to say it without screwing up. We got it on the first try, and it was pure luck we didn’t die while trying to open it.

A small portal opened up, I knew sometimes there were glitches if Satan wanted to make us end up somewhere else. We landed in a ghost town, not even a homeless demon was in sight, I didn’t like the feeling. I knew there was an illness that infected the town, and it probably took down the plants. Meaning there was no hope for me, to create something to slow down the process.

The others came through the portal, all of us were silent and in shock. Trying to come up with explanations. Yet none of their words comforted me, I just knew my fate and should accept it…

“Brent! Nina is passed out!” Robert shouted, I turned around and saw she seemed to be lifeless. I dashed over to her she was still alive. Her pulse had the beat of a horse walking with all its pride in the air. Not even three seconds later, Robert was on the ground sleeping as well.

“This is not the time to piss me off!” I growled, trying to wake them up.

“Brent…hold your breath…” Arthena whispered, but she was on the ground.

Soon it was my turn, I felt dizzy a dark red curtain over took my vision and pulled me into a slumber. A sharp needle greeted me; the poison seemed to cut off my pulmonary artery and veins. I couldn’t breathe…

A hand reached out from the darkness and kept me under the dark blanket until I stopped moving.

 

Nina laid on a large queen size; there was a glass waterfall on the wall, surrounded by it there were was plants from all over the world. 

The floor was marble; a couple throw pillows were thrown on the bed. Nina woke up she rubbed her eyes, she knew from the moment of feeling those cover where she was. Although she was unsure, was she there physically. “Miss are you awake yet?”

“Um yeah I am awake.” Nina was trying to gather her thoughts. A maid stood there she bowed before Nina.

“Miss, my boss will see you now. Please wear something nice, he is a man of fine class.”

“Where are my friends?”

The maid didn’t respond, she walked to a glass closet, and pulled out a white short dress, with some heels that sparkled. “Now, he is excited to meet you.”

Nina looked at the disgusting attire, she didn’t know who she was going to meet, and where everyone else was. She only knew one thing for sure they weren’t in Hell anymore.

They were in the opposite of Hell. 

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Publication Date: 11-28-2013

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