Chapter one: Isabella
Years earlier
"My sisters the time draw closer." Said the high priestess smiling that annoying smile I hated with a passion.
I hated everyone here, my mother for choosing to believe in this crap, my fellow 'sisters' for forcing me to stay but most of all I hated the high priestess. When I was born into the cult it was she who told everyone that when I came of age I would bear a child, who would then become a bride of one of the demonic lords, because of her I was waited on hand and foot growing up and given anything and everything I had wanted….up until six nights ago that is.
I closed my eyes as I remember my mother coming into my room smiling happily as the other priestess prepared to bless me as they had done every night nice my birth, I remembered her saying how honored I was to have been chosen and that I was so beautiful… then they had come into the room…and everything changed.
Now here I was six months later, pregnant with a girl just like the high priestess said, wasn't life a bitch?
"Soon our masters will arise from the gates of hell and they will take over heaven and will be their concubines and faithful wives." she said and pointed at my stomach.
"Here is an example my sisters! Inside of our sister is a princess who will one day be queen to Asmodeus!"
I freeze at the name of the lord of lust as fear grips my heart, my baby…the one good thing about me would be the whore of Asmodeus…NO….I couldn't let that happen…I won't.
I waited until the serves was over and everyone was asleep before packing a bag of my meager possessions and grabbed my stash of money I had been saving, then carefully climbed out of my window and down the side of the house. Once I was on the street I put my hood up and started to jog in a steady pace away from the huge house that had been my prison for my entire life, once I was out of my area I found a pay phone and called a cad to take me to the airport.
I need to get as far away as I could and was so grateful that I had secretly gotten my pass port the year before and I was also grateful to the cab driver who didn't ask why a sixteen year old girl was alone at night with only a backpack, once I was at the airport I tried to figure out where to next. The cult had members all over the world and no dough that first thing tomorrow morning every chapter in the US would be alerted to my disappearance so I couldn't stay here.
"FLIGHT 2164 to ROME ITALY WILL BE DEPARTING IN ONE HOUR."
I smiled and walked over to the ticket counter.
"One ticket to Rome Italy please."
