Hello readers! This is your pal AAOO, and you're reading "Hell's Isolation". This is the story where... well im sure you can guess. I don't want to spoil anything. So anyway, enjoy!
INTRO:
Humphrey has just died. He was killed by a group of outsider wolves. His body lay mangled and abused as Kate lay on him shedding tears of devastation. Her best friend, the fun loving omega, has just died. He had not yet admitted his feelings to her. So all she seen him as at the moment was a best friend who had helped her return home. The outsider wolves had a plan, keep her from returning home so war would rage between The Eastern wolves and The Western wolves. And then the outsider pack would come in and capture the head Alphas of each. Then demand the land to become theirs as ransom. And when the demand was met, they would not return the head Alphas. They would slay them then rule the land and the two packs. And then they would have Kate return with Humphrey, escorted by their best Alphas, then kill Humphrey. Then they would make Kate their female head Alpha. And if she refused, she would join Humphrey and her parents. Then they would to turn to Garth and Lilly. If they too refused, their fate would be the same. But since Humphrey and Kate arrived home earlier, with Humphrey's help, they decided to kill him for his act of heroism. So now Humphrey's body lay massacred, Kate crying her eyes out on his lifeless corpse. His soul had traveled to the dark regions of Hell. This is his story of his return to Earth.
"Oh Humphrey, please come back to me," Humphrey could hear Kate's voice say with desperation.
He could not tell where he was, or what he was doing. All he seen was darkness. Then, soon, his vision returned. And the land in which he had been walking upon for a while had inclined. It then soon reclaimed its color. A dark red tinge lit the landscape. Humphrey could see beings walking in front of him. Soon, the beings he seen became the wolves and other lost souls they were. Now he could hear flames crackling below him. He took a look over the edge, and what he seen made him whimper softly with fright. He was several hundred stories up, and what lay below was enough flames to destroy ten Jasper Parks. He then turned his head, keeping away from the edge. He then could see gargoyles, guiding the lost souls to their forever cells of torment in the underworld.
He was now very frightened. He did not desire to be like the rest. Heartless. Obedient. He could still feel a faint sense of hope. His soul was so pure of heart that even in the underworld, the land without hope, it still had hope. And his heart yearned to let out its emotion. Its reaction to the wrongful imprisonment in this dark region. It desired to sing. But singing was a sign of hope, and once all the other souls heard it, their sense of hope would return. And the mighty ruler of Hell, Lupious (wolf version of Lucifer), did not want his trapped souls to be hopeful. This was his realm.