Prologue:
"Her. Mianite." A woman pointed down from the clouds.
The older man pushed the clouds away and looked down, "Her? Ianite, she's-"
"I know, but I want her. She will be my next disciple." Ianite said, her voice gentle but forceful.
Mianite growled, "Dianite has already tried to influence her, her vision is skewed. She will be reluctant to join you."
"I understand the risk, I've heard Dianite say she will be of value to any god. I am not sure why."
Mianite nodded, running his large hand through his beard.
"M-mianite. I am weak, I need to go. Please send him to talk to her. Don't let Dianite's disciples get to her before he can." Ianite's figure shimmered and she turned into water, splashing into rain below.
Mianite sighed and looked down, "I fear it may be too late."
Chapter One:
"Welcome you face to the world of Mianite!" Tom's voice said in my head over and over again.
I rolled my eyes and quickly picked up the wood I chopped down.
Why didn't he greet me like that?
Maybe it was because Jordan came on the same time I did.
I bitterly thought of how I was pushed aside as soon as the famous youtuber was found on the beach.
I could see Tucker's face in the side of the mountain as I walked under it and into my little shack cave thingy.
They didn't even notice me now, because they were too busy fighting like idiots.
Like the purge was that important.
I stuffed the oak wood into my one chest and closed it softly.
"Hello Kat." Came a voice.
I turned around quickly, looking for the source.
No one.
"Don't be alarmed. I won't hurt you." The voice was soothing and almost evil sounding.
"Where are you? Get out of my house!" I hissed.
"My name is Dianite. I am the God of vengeance and hell. I wanted to talk to you." I could feel the voice sizzling in my brain like a branding fire. It gave me a headache.
"I've heard of you. Tom is one of your little bitches, right?" I asked, wiping the sweat off my forehead.
"I-ha ha- guess you could say that, Katherine." He purred, appearing in front of me in a flash of red.
I almost fell over my chest, his appearance was definitely frightening.
He was red, he only wore a black necklace and a brown loincloth.
He was almost handsome, if it weren't for the goat horns on his forehead.
He smiled at me, an evil and gentle smile, "Join us, Kat. I can give you all you want. They will fear you and love you. You won't have to live in a dirty hut under Tucker's face."
I narrowed my eyes and sat back on the chest, crossing my legs, "And why should I trust you? You're evil, the arch nemesis of Mianite and Ianite. Not to mention that you're wearing a loincloth and look like the devil."
Dianite looked me over for a split second, then his feet touched the ground.
There was a flash of red and then there was a man in his place.
A nicely tanned man in a crisp black suit, but his eyes were soulless, black.
I stared at him with shock, my mouth open.
"Is this better? I do think I look rather dashing in this get-up. Except for the-" He shuddered, "Pink skin." He pinched his cheeks.
His voice didn't sound sinister anymore, but like honey with a mix of jalapeno.
"Well, I um, I don't know if-" I fumbled with my words, flustered at his new appearance.
He turned away from the mirror that had magically appeared on my wall and gave me a dazzling smile that made my knees weak.
"Kat, Kat, Kat, can't you learn to just lean back and let everything happen? Once you join forces with me, no one will bother you. You will be on top, even higher than Thomas, even higher than Mianite and Ianite," He said calmly, dusting a bit of lint off his crisp suit.
I stared at him.
His offer sounded so amazing and great.
But this was Dianite I was talking too.
I shook my head, "I don't think so, I just don't think I can trust you," I said as bravely as I could.
He 'tsked' and took my hand in his.
His skin was incredibly hot, like molten lava.
I flinched and tried to pull away.
He grinned, a mischievous and evil grin that sent shivers up my spine.
"I wouldn't say something like that without even considering my offer for a few days," He purred, rubbing his thumb in a circle on my hand.
I blushed and failed to respond, instead, staring at his hand on mine like a dumb idiot.
I reached out and touched his hand.
He hissed and jerked out of my reach, "Don't you dare touch me, you worthless mortal!" He snarled, floating off the ground.
His image flickered between his human form and godly form.
It stabilized and he came down to the ground, "Sorry, Katherine," He ran his fingers through his hair and nodded, clearing his throat, "Two days, and then I want an anwer." His eyes blazed like lava.
I nodded, not taking my eyes off of his face.
He sniffed, "It was nice talking with you, Kat," He muttered so quietly I almost didn't hear him.
Dianite snapped his fingers and his disappeared with a flash of heat.
I rubbed my eyes and fell back on my bed.
What the hell did I just get myself into too?