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Chapter 2 Found
Clary heard the door to her "room" open. She closed her eyes waiting for pain, another day, another round of torture. Yay. She hoped that the demons would kill her this time because she couldn't take it anymore. Only, the pain she was expecting to come didn't. She opened her eyes to see a young man kneeling next to the rack she was strapped too. Clary started struggling against her bonds in an effort to get away. "Not this again. Not again please." Clary thought as the man approached her. He was young; in his early twenties, golden skin, ash blond hair and warm grey eyes. He was wearing a pair of blue jeans, a green dress shirt, a black jacket and a pair of running shoes.
"Calm yourself Clarissa Fray, I mean you no harm." He spoke calmly, his voice was like honey
Clary did not believe him one bit. She struggled even harder and spat:
"Who are you? What do you want from me?"
"I am the Angel Serafiel, there is no need to fear me." He said
"I don't believe you, I've been down here long enough not to believe a word I'm told." Clary spat
The man who called himself Serafiel rose to his feet and began to glow brightly. Clary had to close her eyes due to the intensity of the light. When she reopened them, there was a pair of soft dove grey wings on his back. Clary's eyes widened.
"Do you believe me now Clarissa Fray? No demon can replicate the wings of an Angel." Serafiel said
Clary nodded her head her breath coming out in pants. Serafiel made his way forward and loosed the bonds that held her to the rack. Clary collapsed into his arms crying softly.
"Thank God. Thank God." She whispered
"It will be alright Clarissa. I am here to get you out. You have been down here for far to long. Everything will be alright I promise you." Serafiel said running a hand through her hair
"How did you know I was down here?" Clary asked
"The moment you arrived, I will admit that it took me a lot longer than I had hoped to find you. I apologize for that Clarissa." Serafiel said
"Just Clary Serafiel. I will admit, I had not idea that there is an Angel down here in this hellhole." Clary said
"That is my job really, I rescue the souls of the innocent who have been sent down here. But sometimes, I do not get to them in time." He said
"You found me." Clary said
"Yes, I guess I did." He said
"Am I going to Heaven?" Clary asked
"No. But that is only because you are still alive. Your physical body is down here. Had you just been a soul, I would have been able to raise you from perdition and bring you strait to Heaven but you are not a soul." Serafiel explained
"Then how are you supposed to get me out of here?" Clary asked
"We are going to get out but we are going to go the long way round. Through the nine circles and probably through two or three of the Pagan underworlds." Serafiel explained
"Which ones?" Clary asked
"Most likely Hel and Hades' realms. Pluto's realm is a maybe I am unsure about the other underworlds though." Serafiel said "Now we must hurry, you can not linger here."
"Alright, let's go." Clary said getting to her feet
Making their way out of the place where Clary was being held was surprisingly easy. But the moment they got outside, Clary was hit in the face by the strongest cold wind she had ever felt. All around her was ice, she was standing on it. She looked down and to her horror, there was someone encased in the ice under her feet. She took a step backwards and looked around, there were more and more twisted and grotesque looking people in the ice around her.
"Ser-Ser-Serafiel? Wha-what is thi-this p-place?" She stammered from the cold
She was shivering violently and her teeth were chattering loudly.
"This is the ninth ring of Hell, where the traitorous are held." Serafiel explained
"Wh-why is it s-so c-cold?" Clary asked as a violent shudder wracked her body
"This is the deepest part of Hell Clary, therefore it is the coldest." Serafiel explained
"S-so D-Dante wasn't ki-kidding when he said thi-this place was the coldest e-eh Seri?" Clary asked
"You have read Dante's Inferno?" Serafiel asked surprised
"The entire Di-Divine Comedy. Sc-school pro-project. Ca-can we ge-get o-out of here?" Clary asked
"Of course." Serafiel said "This way."
"What's down th-that w-way?" Clary asked pointing in the opposite direction
"That path leads to the cage where Lucifer is being held." Serafiel explained
Clary nodded and followed him. As they walked, Serafiel noticed that Clary's shivering was getting stronger. He took off his jacket and and placed it on Clary's shoulders. Clary looked at him and asked:
"Won't you get cold?"
"I am an Angel, I do not get cold." He said
"Oh. Thanks for the jacket." Clary said
They made their way across the ice, Clary trying not to look at the people trapped in there.
"How long have I been down here?" Clary asked
"Sixty years." Serafiel said
"Sixty years?" Clary yelped
"An equivalent to six months on Earth." Serafiel explained
"Christ." Clary muttered
Serafiel raised an eyebrow.
"Sorry." Clary said as an after thought
"It's alright Clary." Serafiel said
"I guess I should avoid using that word and anything involving the word God?" Clary asked
"If you can do that, it would be appreciated." Serafiel said
"Sorry about the thank God thing from earlier when you found me." Clary said
They walked a little while longer, the only sounds the duo heard were faint screams of those who were being tortured. Clary shuddered a little and walked a little closer to Serafiel. He noticed this and decided to strike up a conversation.
"Clary, you have read the Divine Comedy?" Serafiel
"Yes, it was for a school project. I don't know why my teacher wanted us to read it but it was pretty interesting." Clary said with a shrug of her shoulders
"Then you must have some knowledge of the rings of Hell. What can you tell me about this one?" Serafiel asked
"Yeah, um... the ninth ring is the ring before you meet Lucifer and is essentially a giant frozen lake called Cocytus. There are four rings or round according to Dante, those who are stuck down here are in depending on their guilt. It all really comes down to their level of treachery." Clary explained
"Good. Can you tell me the names of each round?" Serafiel asked
"Yeah, currently, the round we are passing through is Judecca. This round contains the traitors to their lords and benefactors. It's named for Judas Iscariot because he's the guy betrayed Christ. If you ask me, I think he'd rather be encased in ice for all eternity than being munched on by Satan." Clary said with a snort before moving on "The third round is called Ptolomaea. That one is named after Ptolemy who invited his father-in-law Simon Maccabaeus and his sons to a banquet and killed them. Not a nice guy. That particular round is for the traitors their guests. The second round is called Atenora. It's named after Antenor, a Trojan soldier who betrayed Troy to the Greeks. You get stuck in there if you are a traitor to your country. And the first round is called Caïna, named after Cain who murdered his brother and his actions became the first act of murder. A person gets stuck in the there if they are a traitor to their kindred. I have a feeling that dear old Valentine will be in round number one."
Clary laughed mirthlessly.
"It's really his fault I'm down here. I didn't sell my soul to get down here. Oh no, I was sold down to this Hell Hole. By the son of a bitch who is unfortunately my biological father. Believe me when I get my hands on him, it's lights out for you Valentine." Clary said with an insane laugh "I've gone nuts haven't I? Too long down here and I have lost my mind."
"You are of sound mind Clary. There is no sign of insanity anywhere." Serafiel said
"I was being sarcastic Seri." Clary said
"This is the second time you have called me Seri instead of Serafiel. Why do you do that? What is it supposed to mean?" Serafiel asked
"It's a nickname, I've only shortened your name a little. Serafiel, like Clarissa, is a bit of a mouthful. It's a term of endearment if you like." Clary explained
"I do not understand why you would do that." Serafiel said
"Neither do I. I just felt like doing it." Clary said with a giggle
They walked in silence for a while longer, the sound of distant screaming seemed to get closer and louder.
"What's all the screaming?" She asked
"Those are the souls on the racks being tortured by demons. You were... lucky in a sense as you did not get Hell's head torturer, Alistair, you got one of his apprentices." Serafiel said
"And I am lucky how? I was tortured for six months on that rack by that demon." Clary demanded
"If you had gotten Alistair, I do believe that you would have broken about twenty years ago. You were offered to get off the rack by torturing other souls am I correct?" Serafiel asked
"Yeah, what does that have to do with anything?" Clary asked
"If you had Alistair, he would have broken you. You would have been desperate to get off the rack that you would have started torturing other souls, I have seen it happen to the strongest of souls under Alistair, I doubt you would have held out as long as you did." Serafiel explained
"I've heard of Alistair, my assigned demon liked to talk about him. He'd brag about being taught at the hands of "The Great Alistair" the one who broke the righteous man." Clary said with a shudder
Serafiel didn't say anything else. Clary walked closer before asking in a small voice:
"What's happening with my friends and my family?" Clary asked
"Valentine has kept his work and not attacked any of the Downworlders. His son Sebastian on the other hand is attacking and killing them." Serafiel said "As for your allies, they have all been trying to get you out of Hell but they are unable to do so short of a demon deal."
"Considering I'm still down here they didn't think of that?" Clary asked
"Jace did. He was going to do it but he decided against it at the last minute. He figured that you wouldn't want him to do it. I knew you would be rather upset with him." Serafiel said
"How do demon deals work?" Clary asked
"A demon deal is a contract someone makes with a crossroads demon. They get what they want and get to have ten years to live before hellhounds are released to fetch the person's soul so they can pay "what they owe" in order to fulfill the contract. You essentially sell your soul to Hell and when you are brought down here, you are put on the rack and tortured." Serafiel explained
"Well I'm glad he didn't do it because if I had gotten topside and found out how he did it, I would have clobbered him." Clary said snorting
Serafiel smiled a little.
"I'm sure you would have Clary."
They continued walking, considering it was Hell there was no way to tell how long they had been walking for. They were slowly but surely making their way out of Judecca when Clary heard the yelling. She tensed and stopped walking. Serafiel taking notice stopped and listened.
"Serafiel, what's all that noise?" She asked
"The demons, they must have realized that you have escaped from your chambers. They are probably already on our tail. We must hurry." Serafiel said grabbing Clary's hand
"What are you..." Clary started before she was yanked foreward
Being an Angel meant Serafiel could travel really fast. He was running at a very high speed without flying. He hadn't achieved a prime takeoff speed but it was close. Poor Clary felt like she was being pulled apart because of how fast they were going. Clary suddenly remembered something, a problem with getting out of the ninth ring.
"Serafiel, what do we do about the giants?" Clary asked
"What giants?" Serafiel asked
"The ones that reside in the central well of Malebolge. You know, Nimrod, Ephialtes, Briareus, Tityos, Typhon and Antaeus. Those giants." Clary said
"Do not worry about them Clary. We will get over them." Serafiel said
"How?" Clary asked
"You will see." Serafiel said
Now Serafiel knew he needed to achieve prime takeoff speed. He wold have to get his wings out the moment he got to Caïna. He only realized that they were approaching Atenora when he saw heads. He realized that they must have passed through Ptolomaea a while back and when he wasn't paying attention. He scooped up Clary and began running even faster.
"Serafiel, what are you doing?" Clary asked
"I need to achieve a maximum takeoff speed and no offence but you running only slows me down." Serafiel said
"None taken!" Clary shouted
Soon, the Angel and the shadowhunter were in Caïna and Serafiel got his wings out. He just needed a strong gust of wind before he could take off. When the wind hit, he tensed and jumped effectively taking off.
"WOO HOO!" Clary yelled "This is awesome!"
"I am glad you are enjoying this." Serafiel said
"I'm enjoying the flying bit, I need a bit of relief because I know for a fact that things are probably going to get harder Seri." Clary said
"You got that right." Serafiel sighed
They eventually flew over the giants and landed in the eighth ring. Clary looked at her rescuer and muttered:
"One down. Who knows how many more to go."
Done. Hope you all enjoyed. Read, like and review please. All flames will be used to toast marshmallows and roast Wendigoes. Later Dana.
