chapter four
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"Kayle!" I heard death whisper. I could feel something in my chest, my clothes were damp in one spot surrounding what was in my chest. "Kayle, I am sorry about this. I never wanted to kill you." my eyes opened as the blood left my chest and I saw him walking away.
"Death." I choked too quiet for him to hear. my vision became blurry as I fought to stay awake to no avail. my blood was pouring out rapidly. finally I fell into the darkness finding myself too weak to fight anymore
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I woke and saw an old goat man. he smiled at me and held out his hand.
"What s a demon doing in the land of the dead?" he asked me. I took his hand and he helped me up.
"I'm not a demon." I said. he held up a mirror and I saw my face. I had orange skin, purple eyes with narrow pupils kind of like a snakes, and large black horns. my new wings were blood red and huge. I put my hand on my face and saw it was clawed. tears came to my eyes and I spread my wings and cried.
"Death hates me because of this. I can't believe I." I sobbed. I flew away and soon I was met with the sight of a gigantic flying fortress. two giant snakes pulled it along behind them as they flew. I flew into a window and saw the Dead King. His guards grabbed me and I screamed in fear. they pulled me in front of him and I trembled under his intense gaze.
"My king, a demon has entered you throne room. what shall we do with her?" they ask. his eyes opened and he looked me over very displeased. Chains lowered from the ceiling and they dragged me kicking a screaming to them. they placed the shackles around my wrists making me scream as fear took hold. the chains hoisted me up off the ground and I screamed in pain as my arms twisted and finally under the strain they came out of their sockets.
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I heard the door open and I opened my eyes pain running through my body. Death walked in and I tried to scream and nothing came out. Death stopped under me and I struggled against my restraints only to cause myself more pain. I was so far up that I couldn't hear what they were saying. it was very quiet up here. finally he looked up as the king pointed up at my. he moved away as the chains dropped till I was just above the ground.
"You're alive, and a demon." Death said softly his eyes not leaving mine for even a moment.
"Was I not this way when you left me?" I asked. tears spilled over my cheeks ad down my face as I cried. I hung my head in shame my quiet sobs echoing through the throne room. for a while all was silent and still, all but my cries. his arms wrapped around me and I stiffened and finally laid my head in his strong and powerful chest, sighing softly as I finally felt safe again.
"Death... assemble my Dead Court and you can have all that you desire." the king snarled as two more chains dropped. the guards came back and put the chains on my ankles. I cowered against death. finally they ripped my from him and brought me higher and higher and higher, till I felt sharp points at my back and soon the points had gone into my back and through my body. I could smell blood mix in the air as it fell like rain to the ground.. then without warning the shackles released me and I slowly slid down the spikes and fell to the ground making a small crater around my body.
"Kayle!" I heard Death scream
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"Give her back. I have done what you asked, now give her back." death growled.
"Why? hmmm you act like you actually care for her. she's nothing." the Dead King laughed.
"I do care about her." he said. the Dead King stopped laughing and looked at him. the guards grabbed me and dragged me to somewhere and my blindfold was ripped off. they threw me at deaths feet and I hit the ground hard. he picked me up and held me gingerly as if I were a 100-year-old-porcelain-doll. he turned and saw a guy covered in feathers and chains.
"Your journey to the well of souls has only just begin. meet me at the tree of death." he said. he walked towards us finally noticing me. "Meg... daughter of the destroyer? she was said to be dead yet look at her now. she lives in the human." he said disappearing a storm of feathers. Death walked from the throne room.
"Wait!" the king screamed. Death laid me down and turned back to the king.
"What now?" Death growled stepping closer to the throne. the chains descended slowly trying to make a sound as they descended. the king stood and bowed. I screamed as the chains wrapped around me and hauled me up to the ceiling and back to the spikes. I screamed in agony as the spikes entered my body and were pushed through. blood fell onto death covering him in my blood.