First of all, a major apology to everyone. I wrote out an extended apology in chapter 14 of my other fanfic. Go and read that if you want a long drawn out apology. Basically, I was just extremely busy and the internet is wasn't working. Thanks for understanding.

So, this chapter is actually mostly a flashback into the girls' pasts, and the deal they made as kids with the devil. And I think that I will unfortunately have to tone down the intensity, because I'm starting to scare some of my friends. They think that I have mental issues or something. And I probably do because I'm writing this.

We gallop through the forest, and I am silently praying that we make it to the East Valley before he catches up. I can't pray aloud anymore, because of the deal, but I just hope that God will hear me and deliver us safely to the valley. And even though I'm not that religious, I can't stop screaming inside my mind, "Please. I know that you can hear me. Just get Ella and I safely to the Valley, out of his reach, and I will never ask anything of you again. I will be eternally and beyond being in your debt." As we near the valley, and I can see it's safety barrier, I think back to how this all happened.

"Andy? Wake up wake up wake up!" Ella shakes me awake. I shove her away with a groan. She hits the ground with a thud, and sighs. I roll over and sigh, going back to sleep. Then, Ella crawls back on top of me. Leaning down into my face, she whispers, "Do you wanna make a demon?" I open my eyes and smile. I push my younger sister off of me enough to sit up and get out of bed. "Yessss," Ella cries. "Victory."

We race down the stairs, Ella giggling the whole time and singing. "We're gonna make a demon; we're going to raise the Devil."

"Shh!" I hiss. "Nobody can hear us, ok? We can't let Mommy or Daddy or Nancy or Bill know that we do this. Otherwise, we can never raise another demon again, and I might end up locked in my room for a long time until Mom and Dad die and then three years later I have to come out because of my coronation and then have my powers revealed and do you understand the words that are coming out of my mouth." My little sister gasps and covers her mouth. "Good. Now come on."

We reach the library out of breath from racing around unseen. We carefully push the double doors open, cringing as the hinges squeak. Nobody stirs though, so we step inside silently. "Make the demon. Make the demon." Ella jumps up and down, trying to get me to create a demon where we stand right next to the open doors.

"No by the doors. We can't have the demon escaping now, can we?" Ella shakes her head, fear stricken. "Close the doors then." My little sister shuts the library doors, and I walk into the library's center. I draw a circle to limit the demonic energy that may be released, and the noise that those energies create. After all, I can't summon demons if people know that I summon demons. Stupid pansycakes, all scared of deformed monsters that want to eat their flesh.

I'm so caught up in my thoughts, that as I begin to chant the words, I don't notice Ella step inside the circle. It's not until it is too late, and Ella is screaming as the demon begins to suck out her soul that I realize what is happening. "Magnus et potens malum unum, et procedent tibi devilous morte consumptis deum magnum inferni." I begin to chant. "Nisi fratrem meum dilectum diabolica ex dimissione spawn ut faciens ea, coram me, et in perpetuum aut in venationem. nulla materia sumptus. Ego servus tuus erit si sit infinitum tuendae!" The Devil himself materializes in the center of the circle.

"WHO DARES TO SUMMON ME!?" he booms, throwing me back against one of the bookcases with the sheer power of his voice.

"I did." I glare up definitely at the monster. Confidence is key, I've learned. They sense fear, and gain power from it.

"Oh, hello Andrea dear. Long time no see." He's taunting me. He knows what I can do, but we've never actually met before. That I can be thankful for. "So why do you summon me?" His voice is light and cheerful, but I can detect deadly malice and annoyance underneath all that sugar coating.

"Stop your demon from sucking out my sister's soul." After about five seconds of silence and no movement, I yell. "NOW!"

Taken aback, he obliges and hisses something in the demon's ear. The demon drops my sister, then vanishes in a swirling vortex. "There," Satan says. "Now for your part of the bargain."

I sigh. Of course there's going to be something that I'll have to do. After all, he technically isn't supposed to meddle in life/death scenarios. "What do I need to do?"

"Well, it's not something that you'll have to do on your own. I simply ask that you two find one thousand lives that are worth less than your sister's. Then, kill whoever those lives belong to. You'll have ten years, until your eighteenth birthday. Should you try to escape before those one thousand have been slain, your sister's soul is mine. As are your powers." Just as he's about to go, he adds, "Oh, and I'll return once you've killed your parents. After all, all one thousand lives must be taken from residents of this castle."

"Andy?" Ella nudges my shoulder. "What's going to happen when we reach the Valley?" I gulp. I never told Ella the price that would come with our entering the Valley.

"Well," I begin. "The Valley can only be entered by those who possess magic, or have pure hearts." My voice cracks. Why can't I do anything right? "That means that, should you try to enter, you'll likely die."

"Then why the f*** are we going there!?" Ella demands. "I'd rather have my soul stolen."

"There's a way around the rule," I interject. "I can transfer part of my powers to you."

"Well then, do it." It's obvious that my little sister is annoyed. "Gimme some of the magic so that I don't f****** die!"

"It's not that simple. If I try transferring my powers into you without you properly protected, you would burn to ashes."

"Well how do you protect me?"

I once again gulp. "By draining all except one drop of blood from your body, then pouring fire into your veins to replace the blood. It's almost guaranteed that you're going to die." I start to shake, silently sobbing. "I don't want to lose you again."

"I'm willing to take the risk, Andy." She pats my shoulder caringly, then holds out her arm in front of me. "Just get it done and over with."

I pull the small knife out of my pocket. Hands shaking, I start the procedure.

And done. Time to go and find kitten pictures to look at all of you. I almost need some of those myself. Thanks for all the love and support.

And before someone asks, I'll just say it. This is the mellowed down version of the chapter. It almost was a lot worse.