Searching myself for my sleeping demon, I remained completely still as the sudden power rise causes the air around me to swirl. She wasn't really one for voicing her thoughts, my demon that is, she the sort of person that only talks when she's forced to. Pulling her from sleep is a chore, but it's not impossible.

I slowly drew her out, teasing her with the idea of freedom.

She sprang out. Transforming me immediately. Damn it, she's not completely awake! HOW CON YOU SLEEP AT A TIME LIKE THIS?

Do you realise that I have been asleep for several thousand years?

She did have a point

Now I was staring down a surprised (but huge) white dog, he was still bigger than me. It was annoying

He had a huge amount of fluff on his back, which made him cute if you couldn't see his face, which was staring at me with all the hate of hell, his eyes were the colour of blood, it was a little bit scary having them drill in to you.

He shook his head, as if trying to clear his thoughts, and lunged for me. I've never fought one of my kind before so I didn't expect him to be so fast, I barely got out of the way before he crashed down leaving a crater where he landed. Snarling, he again lunged for me.

I noticed the difference in our power. He was going to crush me like a bug, that is if I didn't get my demon to wake the hell up!

Don't give me that. Alright, I'm awake

Finally, the power once again rose inside me and I leapt for fluffy meeting him half way, the momentum of the jump made us spin and knock over half the forest (that's an over exaggeration, it was more like a quarter…)

We landed hard knocking the wind out of me, but fluffy seemed fine. He got up and jumped on top of me growling in my face.

Damn looks like we're going to die

Looks like it, well I'm going back to sleep . Did I mention that she was also that laziest thing on the planet?

He snapped his head down and tore open my throat. I screamed, but all that came out was a gurgle, blood was filling my mouth. The pain was unbearable, but I knew it would be over soon. Eventually my vision faded to black and I gratefully accepted the embrace of death…

I woke up at hells gates with somebody shaking me (A/N What? You think I'd kill her off that quickly?)

" Lyra, wake up you bloody lazy shit!" it was Jester my friend and partner in guarding the gates, he was like a big brother, he had red eyes and choppy black and neon green hair. He was a head smaller than me and I wasn't even 5'6, it was a running joke that he was cursed by a witch to stay in the body of a child for the rest of his life. I always ask him how its going in trying to convince her to change him back

" What did you just call me?" I mumbled sleepily, damn dying really does take its toll on you.

Naw really? I'm sorry I thought that dying would be a walk in the park, you have now officially fucked up my knowledge on how the world works.

I thought you said you were going to sleep, I snapped at her irritably

Well, the outside seems more interesting

Great

I sat up without opening my eyes, " do you think you could stop talking?" I say as I realised Jester had been talking non-stop for the last minute it took me to sit up. He could give fluffy a run for his money, well if you turned the speed of his words in to the speed of his feet

" Right s-sorry, it's just that when I woke up you weren't there and the gates were open, and you know that all the prisoners in hell hate you like no tomorrow. So I kind of assumed that they had dragged you inside the gates, and I started to freak out, because that would mean that I was all alone and you know how I hate being alone. WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU?"

My eyes snapped open. He was getting himself worked up and he finished of that babble by yelling at me, and he never yells

" Well since the gates were opened I thought that I'd go investigate. And since we can't leave the gates unguarded I thought that if I left and came back quickly, you wouldn't worry…" I said sheepishly

" You thought wrong, and look at where your investigation got you, you died!" he said in a deadly cold voice

" I'm sorry" I whisper it I hate making him angry, I'm actually a coward, I'm terrified of him suddenly turning around and saying he hates me, it's a stupid fear, but it's a real one

"there's been no activity since the gates opened. Don't run off and not tell me, I'll think the worst" his voice had softened and I looked up at him. He looked hurt, betrayed.

I couldn't not hug him, so I leapt up and hugged him as tight as I could, "I'm sorry" I whispered again

"I forgive yo-"

" Aww look at this, now isn't this touching" an voice suddenly boomed out all around us and we leapt apart.

" so these are the famous guards of the gates, too bad you won't be living for much longer"