Chapter 4

Hell was horrible!

It was freezing, whoever thought hell was all fire and brimstone were full of shit and needed their head examined! There was nothing but cold and darkness, the air was filled with the stench of blood and the sound of tortured screams.

I was naked and had chains hooked into my flesh holding me up. I was whipped and beaten every day. I was given the choice to torture the souls down there or be tortured.

Every day for 20 years I refused because not only would it blacken my already dark soul but as Death's sister I could feel all of the soul's death and their pain as if it were my own. Doing so myself would be worse.

But I eventually gave in and I have never hated myself more than I did when I gave up in a moment of weakness after too many beatings and being surrounded by all those souls in agony on top of my own I couldn't take it and would have done anything to make it stop.

Four hundred souls were tortured by my hand. It was bad enough I could feel their pain but sadly I started to enjoy it after a while. I don't know how long I was down there for before Death pulled me out but above it was a year.

My son would be 13 years old now, meaning we can hunt again. Death knew about what happened down there like always he was with me. Due to our mental link he kept me as sane as he could down there by talking to me about home. What my husband was up to and how my son was and that they were okay and couldn't wait to see me again. Thanks to my brother Death I was never alone down there, well as alone as I can be in hell.

When I returned home I found out Chris was in middle school and already knows about our hunting pact so while I was gone Sam and Emily watched Chris while the three horseman looked for a way to free me despite Chris telling them Death would get me out.

After a wonderful reunion life went on despite the occasional nightmares life was good. I spent time with my family and friends as well as went hunting when I was ready to face the monsters out there again after me trip to hell.

Everything was fine until the day our happy lives were destroyed. We were working on a case of a cult dedicated to the death of the four horseman (Jacob, Leah, Seth and I) when we were ambushed outside Seattle by said cult. No matter how many we killed more took their place it was like a damn hydra cut off one head two more would grow back! Unfortunately my husband was killed from protecting me a habit even if I am virtually indestructible. I can only be killed if someone kills the werewolf, vampire and angel part of me at once than I can die.

The moment I felt and saw my husband die I went on a rampage. I slaughter any and all in my path be it human or not. I couldn't see past my rage my powers and my strength grew out of control with my emotions. My wings unconsciously appeared and my canines extended making me look like the avenging angel I found myself to be as I sought vengeance and destruction for my husband's death.

When I was exhausted I gave a keening howl to the moon filled with pain and heartbreak and a need for vengeance as though those who ambushed us were dead I knew there were more of them out there and those who hired them and I wanted their heads on a platter! All of them!

I wanted to die so badly but not only was I denied it but I had to be strong for my son and I was so tired of being strong. The only thing keeping me sane from my longing for death is my son and my need for vengeance on vampires and humans. Because in the end it all started with them.

A vampire broke my heart after introducing me to this world, a vampire tortured me for three years and an hour if I include James. Vampires and humans both made me what I am. Vampires took me away from my father and the humans helped the vampires keep me from him. A human killed my mother and Phil. A vampire almost killed my son, vampires are the reason I was sent to hell. Finally vampires and human's killed my husband, my imprint, my Jacob!

With Jacob gone I will never imprint again, my wolf will never allow it and neither will I. If I could I would never love another,. Unfortunately while Jacob was my imprint he was never my mate. Since I am part vampire I have a mate out there somewhere for my vampire side of me seeing as a vampire be a mate and imprint at the same time. It is why there are no vampire imprints. Now I had to wait who knows how long for my mate and believe you me I am in no hurry! Jacob could never and will never be replaced but he will be avenged this I vow.

16 years later and my son and I are still hunting and we won't stop until my husband is avenged. So that leads to where I am now hunting down vampires starting with the one who started it all. After HIM I will continue to hunt them all. They better watch out!

Death is riding for them!