A Heavenly Hell Ch.2 -Revised-Chapter 2A Heavenly Hell Ch.2 -Revised-
Alex leaned against the wall, watching Faith finally explain things to the demon. His name, they found out, was Nick. He had been in a recovering state for the past two weeks. He was to lay in bed, and recooperate. His meals were brought to him. He was allowed to use the private showers (Usually reserved for training instructers or leaders). Alex and Faith had been visiting him regularly since then. They visited for hours on end, and really gotten to know each other. However, they couldn't talk about anything serious until they were sure he had recovered. All they had done for two weeks was talk about what life wa
A Heavenly Hell Chapter 2Chapter 2A Heavenly Hell Chapter 2
Alex leaned against the wall, watching Faith explain things to the demon. His name, they just found out, was Nick. She had told him a story, that he was going to join us, and that Satin sent creatures from the underworld to take and posses him. He had believed her. He really had no choice, because he had bat-like wings. He remembered enough to know that not everyone has those. She had told him that the scar on his chest was from when they ridded him of the demon. It was only a scar now, the healers had worked on it all night. Plus, he healed quickly. All demons did. The energy in souls of the undead provided this.
A Heavenly Hell Chapter 1Chapter 1A Heavenly Hell Chapter 1
"This guy is unbelievable... he killed dozens of ground troups, two elites, and tore one's wing off before we managed to capture him," Faith spoke softly, glaring at a towering demon, standing in solitude in the middle of a dark room, bound by chains blessed with holy water. They burned his skin. He had given up trying to escape, there was no way out. His long black hair covered the glowering look of hatred, directed at Faith. She spoke to Alex, who had rushed to the room upon hearing the news. Alex counted as seven men entered the room, and stood around the demon. They asked him a question so quietly Alex and Fai
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