Gorillaz do not belong to me. Please tell me if you think I should do another chapter.

Im alone. I have been for almost four years now. Hell is a lonely place, and demons are not good company. It has been an experience i would not wish upon my enemies. Everyday is like ten days. I spend all that time fighting to stay alive or thinking of them. My band,Gorillaz. I miss them all,even murdoc. They were my family, and its not like i had any friends either. Russle was like my father, always making sure i was safe and well fed. Murdoc, well I don't know about him, but he meant something to me nonetheless. And of course 2D,my best friend. He was always so kind to me. They meant the world to me,and i to them.

I was terrified when something grabbed me and took me down here, after the El manana incident. I have no idea what they wanted, but i think it had to do with Murdoc's drunken spell casting tendencies,or Russle's spirit channeling abilities. Even with my extensive martial arts training I was in terrible condition. I have not eaten like ever since I have been down here, but i was never hungry. Hell was a strange place. Its like you just stop,you age without ever noticing.

Now I was just sitting on a rock, resting for the first time in ages, just trying to regain my thoughts by meditating. The flames that were all around me were still hot but i have gotten used to it. Hell was basically like a biological apocalypse war zone, but with a stone ceiling,demons and pits of fire. I had heard that Murdoc tried to find me, but he obviously failed. I ran my index finger over the scar under my right eye. It was a reminder of my close brush with death.

Something grabbed my arm. My first thought was to punch it,but it caught my other arm mid-swing.I finally got a good look at it. A tall figure in a red hooded cloak, a cat mask hiding its face. I tried to get away, but it held onto my arms too tight. It lifted one shadowy hand and lightly touched my forehead with one finger. I all of a sudden,I felt calm, this thing wasn't evil. Don't ask me how i knew, i just sensed that it didn't want to harm me. The thing let go of me "What are you" i asked rubbing my wrist. No response. "What are you?" I asked again louder. It just tilted its masked face. It obviously was not human, it was all black with long limbs and was about six and a half feet tall. Its skin was undefined, like a storm cloud. but it was solid.

There was a screaming of a demon not too far away,and not the normal type of scream. The figure grabbed my wrist and began to run. I was trailing behind it. I had no idea what was chasing us,but i didn't want to look back. The screams got even closer. I had seen many types of demons,and fought most of them,but none of them sounded like this. It was all the worst,most obnoxious sounds in the world mixed into one,Including murdoc's singing.

Something grabbed my leg,it was cold with long sharp claws. I fell, my wrist slipping out of the hooded figures hand. Was it trying to protect me? Well sadly it wasn't doing a good job. The demon grabbed me by the shoulders, turning me around to look at it face to face. It looked like a gargoyle, but ten times worse. It had leathery skin, and teeth that should really tear me apart. I had encountered many things horrible things, and this was one of the worst. It was about 15 times my size,and its leathery wings had a wingspan of about twenty five feet. It screamed again right in my face, its dagger like teeth inches away from my nose. I tried kicking it,but of course it didn't work. I did the only thing i could do,scream.

The demon began to lift off the ground. I was officially terrified. I looked back at the hooded figure. It seemed like it had just been standing there, why wasn't it doing anything? It reached its lengthy arm out. I reached my arm out to it and it placed something in my hand, something small. I closed my fingers around the item, and the demon flew higher, holding me by the waist with one hand, until the hooded figure was just a dot amongst a fiery hell.