Hmm… so for my second day in the world of F.F this formatting thing is driving me a little bananas!!!

Gah! But despite that =] a huge hug and kisses to me best friend in the whole wide world for inspiring me to write anything at all.

I 3 you and I Will Feed you next week!

So back to the story, muahaha! Yes the first chapter was supper short, I just wanted to get something on here already so I didn't really bother in length.

This one is a little longer and has less of an ominous tone, eventually chapters will get longer.

Ok! I think I am done with ranting… so Happy reading! Enjoy. =]p

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"Through me you enter into the city of woes

Through me you enter into eternal pain

Through me you enter the population of loss,

Abandon all hope, you who enter here."

Dante's, Inferno


To distraught to be afraid, Edward straightened "You heard me."

The dark figure twitched and giggled. It giggled. Not a child's giggle full of laughter and joy, but a giggle so crazed… so cold and cruel that Edward couldn't help but shiver.

"Who are you, and what do you want!"

Another cackle of laughter, "God…hahaha…did I just say that…ahahaha…GOD… you are so funny. Were going to have a blast you and I! So young, so strong, and so miserable…but, lucky for you, I want to help you." The figure slowly walked into the light cast by the immaculate glow of moonlight, and smirked.

He was nothing more than a young boy, a teenager, but something was so off about him, his mere presence felt…different…and his eyes, Edward had just noticed his eyes, which seemed to transcend an eerie red glow. "Who are you?" he questioned now, finally feeling the first tug of fear in his belly.

"I am you new best friend,' the boy smirked again, 'I am fear, hate, gluttony, and avarice, I am murder, I am the anger and misery that consumes you from head to toe, the agony that leaves you reeking in the soulless body your mind still inhabits. I am everything wrong. I simply…am.

But lucky for you Edward, buddy, I am …haha! I am! Ah, I crack myself up. Well anyways, as I was saying, Edward, buddy,' he started again flinging himself on the back rest of the Edwards's beige couch only to perch himself on top of it and start twirling like a ballerina, "lucky for you, I am on your side."

Transfixed, Edward stood his mind working frantically, "You say you are on my side but how does that help me, you are just a little boy! What can you do that, I, a century old vampire can't?"

The little boy smirked again jumping of the couch and landing on a perfect handstand "I can help you bring back Bella."

"Shut up!!! How dare you speak her name you have no right!" Edward growled from where he stood, while the boy smirked once again and let out that abhorrent giggle. How dare that fool laugh at him! Enraged Edward charged, his vision a haze of red, the impulse to murder viciously running through his neurons, until merely a few feet in front of the boy he smacked into what would seem and invisible wall that left him paralyzed, which to no surprise sent the boy into another convulsive fit of giggles.

"Stupid, Stupid boy, you are nothing compared to me, but it's because of your rage, your misery… that I like you so much," he said slowly walking toward Edward; for the first time, his actions normal. Slowly he began to circle Edward "It only because of all this concoction of agony that you smell so, so good," he said slowly inhaling. Standing straight now the boy stared the frozen Edward straight in the eye and giggled again, "I wonder what would happen if I said her name again…Bella…Bella… Bella!" he chanted in a singsong voice, "Bella! Yummy, I can smell your rage. Oh Edward! How I love you" he said jumping up and down only to stop and give Edward a smacking kiss in the cheek. "So as I was telling you before you so rudely interrupted me, I can help you bring Bella back, and you have to do is make a tiny little itty bitty weenie deal with me, and then after that she's yours" he proposed prancing around the room again.

Frozen, Edward stared at him, unable to speak.

"So if I let you go Eddy, you will be a good little boy or I will go play somewhere else." The boy flicked his hand over Edwards shoulder, and in the blink of an eye Edward fell, a mobile heap, onto the beige carpeted floor.

"Tell me what I have to do" Edward muttered "and I will do it."

The boy smirked again, and the red tint in his eyes appeared to brighten. "Buddy you don't fail to disappoint, so let's get to business, all you want is your Bella right?"

Edward nodded.

"Great, let's go do business." Smirking he held out his hand to Edward, who tentatively took it. The moment their palms touched a red flame engulfed Edward and the pain was so bright, he landed screaming on a dirt patched floor. The boy giggled "Don't worry, hehe, it's always a bitch the first few times, come on Eddy, don't dawdle, get up."

Edward rose to his feet slowly and realized he was sweating. Wary he looked around and realized he was standing on a dirt road surrounded on each side by flames; red and blue simmering flames that rose ten feet above the ground. "Where are we?"

"We buddy dearest are in my own personal playground, possibly better known to you as hell."

"Hell" Edward question stupidly, "Hell...as in, you are the devil, type of Hell?"

More giggles "Yep!"

"Great, fucking great…but you are… you are just a little boy, a freaking teenager," Edward shouted "How the hell can you be the devil."

"Eddy…I adore you! You are such a smart idiot. This is merely one of my eclectic forms. Would you prefer to see me like this" Satan said turning into a red figure with horns "or like this" he swung into a circle and swiveled around with a black suit and a black hat "or is this more kid friendly…ha! Kid friendly…!" he claimed reverting into his teenage boy form.

"So Eddy, which one do you like more?" he giggled.

"I don't give a fuck!" Edward yelled, his patience with the childish devil boiling over, "just give me Bella!"

"Fine Edward, don't be testy now, walk with me."

Side by side they walked passing through what looked to be cells that were engulfed by fire. Inside the cells the fire would burn so bright and the figure of a man or woman would float suspended above the flames screaming in what would seem to be silent agony. Silently Edward trudged next to Satan while Satan skipped along his side. Glancing to the left Edward looked into one of the cells for the first time and saw what appeared to be a seventeen, or so, year old boy wearing a white t-shit, faded jeans and bare feet. His hair was in a spiky shaggy ebony disarray that covered his eyes while he doubled over and opened his mouth in a silent scream.

"Who is that?" Edward wondered out loud.

"Hmm… what, what…oh that," Satan said staring at the young boy Edward was pointing at " uh, he's nothing just some foolish boy who fell in love with one of my other best friends… hehe… he was great…this other boy he loved, he murdered criminals under the pretense that he was doing justice right. Haha… and Eddy buddy I thought I was fucked up! Woo! This guy is right up there. Well… not up there haha, but actually down here with me now, such luck he has."

"But enough about him Eddy, were here" he exclaimed with a jubilant leap before he came to a full stop inform of a massive golden door that unlike all the other cells, although they were bars, was not engulfed with fire.

"So here is the dilemma bud, behind that door is my office, and you have to decide to walk trough it or not, so if you want to walk trough it, the time is now, ha! Can you hear my foreboding tone…The time is now. Ha!"

Edward stared at the golden door and thought of Bella, she was his life, he had not been lying when he had said he would do anything. Without a qualm he stepped through the door and saw Satan sitting behind a gigantic golden desk. Behind the desk Satan wore huge reading glasses while he flipped through what looked like a big stack of blood stained papers.

"Eddy! So good to see you! So let's talk business, sit please." A huge chair of skeleton heads appeared in front of Satan and Edward walked toward it with disgust. Taking one last glance at Satan Edward sat and heard a skull crack beneath his weight; his stomach churned.

"You wear glasses?" he asked Satan in order to momentarily distract himself.

"Unfortunately yes, I do. So Edward here is the deal bud. By walking through that golden door your soul basically became mine, thereby guaranteeing that if and when you die or are killed off, there is no chance of you going to heaven, but you are guaranteed a first class ticket to one of my luxury suites next door," Satan grinned.

"I really don't give a fuck," Edward explained suddenly exhausted by Satan's sense of humor.

"I know Eddy, I know so lets cut to the chase. I will give you Bellsypop under one condition. Because you are immortal, you most likely won't die any time soon being a vampire and all, so you will have three months Eddy to make Bells admit that she loves you. If in those three months she does not admit or realize her true love for you then on the last day of the third month you will die and head over down here. Oh! By the way, every day that gets closer to the last day of the third month you will loose a little itty bitty strength. But since that is not going to happen and Bella will undoubtedly profess her love to you the moment she sees you then you both will live a happily ever after, and yadda yadda… blah blah blah, and you'll both get a congratulation present from me."

Satan smirked.

"You are Satan, why should I trust you of all people."

"Because I am your friend Eddy, I like you remember, so Eddy buddy do you agree or what? Don't want to make Bella wait now do you bud."

At the mention of Bella's name, Edward lost all logic, the agony and the grief resurfaced feeding the self guilt. "I agree," he ensured Satan looking him dead in the eye, "just give her back to me please."

Satan giggled, "Great answer bud, I knew you wouldn't disappoint. So now all you have to do is sign on the dotted line here" he said pushing the blood stained packet toward Edward with a severed thumb shaped pen.

The blood was dry, but still Edward smelled the alluring sent of blood.

Picking up the severed thumb Edward signed his name on the dotted line and looked up to see Satan staring at him with burning red eyes, so unreal, that flames danced in his eyes.

"Eddy, it's been a pleasure doing business with you" he proclaimed rising to shake his hand, "I'll see you soon bud."

The moment Edward grasped his hand, Edward felt the burning heat from Satan's palm move up his arm and slowly spread throughout his entire body.

Edward screamed in agony, "What's happening!" he managed to yell out before he heard the devils childish giggles resound in the hollow of his ears.

"You tricked me!" he shouted in despair before he saw the room tilt and spin. Loosing his balance, he blacked out before he even hit the floor.


Aha! Plot there it is!

So far I realized Satan is, enigmatically enough, my favorite character!!!!!

That's all for now, I have to get started on two eight page Othello essays, and two other non- O essays! Yay!

Not really but anyways, see you soon.

P.S This was super fun to write I stayed up all night bug eyed at my screen… O.O