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

that night. You don’t remember a thing. Let’s see whom should we believe, the all-powerful Devil? Or a stupid little boy who ended up in a coma.” Satan hissed at me.

“Show me…now.” I snarled, ready to pounce on him.

Satan let out a laugh, as if I was just a little kitten playing with a ball of string.

“That would be a waste of time, I already told you. Besides going back in a time is such a pain.”

“I need to see it for myself…please.”

I never truly begged for anything, from him. He saw life as; if you want something you need to do it by yourself.

“What do I get out of this?” Satan was picking at his long claws, scraping out dried blood and who knows what else.

“You already have me as a prisoner, and we have the deal in place remember.” I growled low, he looked up at me then stood up and walked towards me. When he was barely three inches away from my face he grinned and his breath smelt of blood and weed.

“Alright, let’s go on a father and son trip.” He grabbed my human arm, and yanked me along with him. He slashed at a wall and a portal opened up it was a dark purple in the center and on the outside was a light purple.

We walked through the time gate; everything seemed to be a optical illusion, it didn’t take long for us to arrive back in the year of 1399. We were out in the streets, Black Death Plague was going around, bodies were being thrown onto carts to be burnt and never given a proper burial. Everyone was crying and hugging one another, as their loved ones were pulled away from them. I remembered my family and me somehow survived. “Remember this didn’t even touch you, somehow you were immune.”

I narrowed my eyes at the grin he gave me, “So what did I do…” Satan walked towards where a butcher shop was, where I would trade in for things I caught while hunting and make money. We did struggle for money, for a while so my brother and me would find ways to help our mother. “Why are we here?”

Satan gestured for me to walk inside the building, and then I saw everything for the first time ever.

There was me as a little boy shaking in the corner in the fetal position, there was a man trying to place his hand on his shoulder. I couldn’t make out the features of him. “Adrian, come here. I love you.” That name seemed so far away now; Satan whispered over to me, “Here comes the best part.”

The younger me, grabbed a knife and threw it at the man he dropped to the ground, almost on top of the little boy. Not a single blood drop was spilled, that was the way a killer preferred. Sometimes they liked to pain the town red, yet in my training its good to try and keep it clean.

 

 

 

“You had schizophrenia, and you murdered your biological father in cold blood. You saw a demonic hallucination, and panicked and killed him. You were afraid and ran out of this shop. Tripped and almost cracked your head open on the street; you were in a coma for about three months. And you had no memory of that night…until now.”

My mouth was opened, I was shaking how could this be real. I couldn’t of killed him, what about my sister.

“No, I didn’t kill him. Explain my sister!” I snapped, wanting to kill Satan.

I always wanted to see him suffer, but family was something I held dear to me. It was my fault, everyone ended up dead.

“Yeah about her, after your coma some of your schizophrenia went away, but it stayed on the low. No one figured you were insane, but back to your sister. She never existed. She was only in your mind.”

“No! She was real.” I snarled, grabbing hard onto Satan throat trying to choke him. All I wanted to do was kill him, and make him take back everything

“You created her as a light, to make you feel important. You didn’t care for sexual intercourse, so you just wanted a little sister. Think how she loved you more then anything. Think about it, she was never even born.”

I was starting to piece together the future years, it was true…she only existed in my mind. The way she never wanted to leave my side, if she did leave my side she wouldn’t exist. How could I been so stupid?

“Everyone said she was real though! My mother, my brother and Emily! They wouldn’t lie to me!”

Satan grabbed my arm, and threw it off of his shirt, and fixed where I had grabbed the collar, “Well, they knew it made you happy. So they just allowed you to have your ‘sister’.”

“Well, now let’s go back, you got a mission to go on.” Satan grinned at me, as I followed him through the portal I was broken. First seeing that I was truly meant to be a demon, and that my sister was never alive.

 

I sighed sitting on the rooftop over looking the city, it seemed a lot like Las Vegas, a lot of tall buildings, clubs, and casinos. Most demons spent their time in clubs, and acted like there is no tomorrow. Hm life is a war; every single one of us is a solider. Fighting to keep our heads above the water, and just be able to make it to the end of the day. When you are dead, you wonder why are you still in limbo. We were all told we are born, we live and then we die. I never realized, there was this limbo where immortals live in wine and gold. Or blood and tears.

“Someone looks like a mess.” Dmitri said, climbing onto the roof and placing himself elegantly on the roof next to me.

 “Well, when you learn your little sister didn’t exist, and you killed your human father…it changes you.”

Dmitri let out a laugh, “Need a smoke?” He handed me a Lucky Strike I didn’t need a lighter I lit it myself and could feel the nicotine rush through my veins within in seconds. Even if demons couldn’t get lung cancer, or drunk we could still feel some effects. “I could easily kill you right now.” I said, arching a eyebrow looking at him. He smirked and kicked back and laid down looking up at the sky.

“If you could, then you would of already. You know you barely have any control over your body. You try to kill me, I will make sure you get a nice black eye and twisted spine.”

I narrowed my eyes at him, and started trying out some creative smoke tricks, that I once saw gentlemen coming up with them at the clubs.  He was stronger then me, only due to the fact he gave up his humanity a long time ago.

“Are you heading down to a club, stripping for the lower class?” I asked, between smoke tricks. Dmitri grinned, “Nah, I am going to retire for the night. You shouldn’t go there has been more bar fights, that get ugly.”

Once he was out of earshot, I looked down at the metal claw, and jumped down I grabbed onto the roof with one hand and swung myself into my bedroom. I put on a long black leather tailcoat, black boots and some plain dark jeans. I tried to cover up the metal claw; well everyone who lived in this world knew what everyone was. So it was pointless to try and hide it, while in the Demon World.

 

We all come into life the same way, from the safety of our mother’s womb into a battle that will never end. At first, we think everything is picture perfect, yet the only picture I see is a blood stained one with rips going across it. With some cheap tape trying to keep it together. Everyone has hidden scars, we smile and lie through our teeth to have society think we are alive and will go far. Yet behind every pair of eyes, there are scars and misery. Trying to please society is pointless. They will only see what they want sometimes, and not care what lays under the skin. Sometimes I think its better if society judged everyone has a monster. Humans have a bunch of theories, thinking the end of the world is going to end. In the end, they will be the reason for their decease. People only seek for sex, fame or wealth. Then claim in the end, they actually cared about someone, when they just lie through their teeth to keep people on their side. No one wants to be alone, so sometimes lying is the best thing to do, to protect ones from the darkness, or you may just be a laying arese.

 

I walked into the large lab, seemed like something out of Resident Evil I strolled along down the glass pathway once I got to the room where the doors slid open, the walls were white and the flooring was glass but under the glass was a lot of blood. I saw a small hunchbacked creature he had green scales covering his body he was only four feet tall, he seemed like a goblin he had little horns on his head. “Oh welcome my Lord. What brings you down to my little lab?”

 I could smell all the female blood on him; I couldn’t help but try and hold my breath.

“I was told that something about, improving this claw.” I lifted the metal claw.

His eyes almost popped out of his head as he admired it.

“I will make it even more powerful.” He somehow took it off, as if there was a code that had it release its grip. He placed it on the table and started using some Black Magic on it. I walked past him, down a long hall; in glass containers there were different creatures, or organs. I was expecting to see a radioactive monkey. They did experiments on humans or animals here a lot. I noticed some other little goblins during some tests; one glass container caught my attention.

 

 

 

 

 

A needle went into a wolf and then they released it from its cage it was foaming at the mouth it grew a blood thirst in its eyes. Then the unthinkable happened, some goblins placed some of the wolf’s pups right in front of her. Then blood splashed against the glass, and guts were everywhere in the room, the wolf licked up the blood as if she hadn’t had anything to drink in a while. “That my Lord, is a new experiment we are testing on turning anything into a killing machine.” A goblin said, standing next to me.

I kept walking down the hallway, I didn’t really want to look into some of the glass rooms, what I saw out of the corner of my eye, my bones turned ice cold.  “Prince Ayperos…” A voice spoke behind me.

I knew that voice, it came from someone I hated more then anything.

Everything went black…

 

 

“Where are we going to stay, not like we can afford much of a place anyway, and the next Hell Gate won’t open for a while…” Nina said, looking around the dead woods. Arthena led the way, as if she knew the way, “There are some motels, in the lower class part. No one will notice us down there. Robert how long has it been, since you came here? Would anyone remember you?”

“Nah, no one really noticed me.” Robert said, shaking his head. They got to a hill they saw a huge empire. It was larger then New York City, there was a large castle in the far end, “Ladies, welcome to Hell Capital. There is the lower class over there, the downtown in the center, middle class on the other side of down town, and upper class behind that wall. All the generals, and advisors live close to