Hi! I'm sorry for not updating for so long, but I had no time. I don't promise anything till 28 June, since that's when I finally start vacation, but I'll try to update as soon as possible. Anyway enjoy the chapter and remember to review!
Max POV
"Max! Maximum, open your eyes! Anyone! My baby fainted!" young woman shouted desperately, as she held the child closer to her heart. Her eyes were wide from fear, as she ineffectively tried to revive the girl. People passed by her, none of them interested in the tragedy. Woman sat down on the pavement and started to cry. She couldn't lose her girl! Max couldn't die!
"Excuse me" she heard deep, but soft voice from above her. Slowly, she raised her eyes and saw a young handsome man. He was smiling down at her, in a comforting way. The woman stood up and locked her brown eyes on his turquoise.
"Pass me the child" he ordered, raising up his hands. Without hesitation, she handed him her precious treasure. He raised the baby up in the air and smiled at it softly.
" You will be my angel" he said to it with a smile.
I sat up, breathing heavily. My forehead was slightly sweaty and my cheeks were heated up. This dream always made me nervous, but I never understood why.
It was just a dream... Relax, Max. It was-
"Hi!"
Surprised, I jumped up in the air and gripped my heart. Alert, I looked around the room and found out, I had no idea where I was.
The place I was in, looked like one of those old houses you might see in scary movies. With all the spider webs and scary trees behind the window. My watchful eyes scanned the room, searching for the enemy, but stopped on the characteristic black shag.
"Finally up" he commented, quietly laughing at my behavior. I breathed a sigh of relief, and relaxing the muscles, plumped on the floor, next to him.
"That wasn't funny" I said, brushing hair of my face "I could get a heart attack"
Fang rolled his eyes and nodded his head.
"Yeah...after that you would finally belong this place" he joked, but I didn't even crack a smile.
"Stop it." I humphed, hitting his arm " That wasn't funny at all."
"Yes it was!" answered, sticking his tongue out. I opened my mouth to protest, but quickly bit my tongue. This discussion was going to nowhere and I had no time to waste. Talking about wasting...
"Where are we?" I asked, looking Fang directly into the eyes. He quickly looked away, as if he avoided me. Then threw his head backwards and sighed loudly.
"Guess, Sherlock" he muttered under his breath. I narrowed my eyebrows, not really sure if that was addressed to me.
"Well, I would be thankful if you would enlighten me. " I exclaimed, throwing my hands in the air." Plus, we just wasted a lot of time on sleeping instead of searching for my brother. We should be already in… Oh…" I silenced myself, when I finally realized where I was. The second hell.
"Congratulations! Your brain just started to work!" Fang teased, clapping his hands. I shot him a glare, but didn't say anything. How come, I have missed entering this place and falling asleep? Fang saw confusion on my face, opened his mouth to say something, but bit his lips and stayed silent.
"Stand up! You're right. We should leave already and continue our mission" he demanded, suddenly, as he stood up and walked over the door. I stared up at him, not moving at all.
"Are you glued to the floor or something? Let's go." He repeated, crossing arms over his chest. I blushed slightly and quickly stood up.
"I'm not glued. Just was thinking" I mumbled and he snickered.
"Wow, that's something new" and then he left the room.
Dylan POV
"The end is coming! It's closer than you can imagine! Everyone, prepare yourself for death!" old man kept shouting, waving his stick up in the air. He was standing on an old, damaged box and behind him hung a poster with big, red sign written on it. "The End of the World!"
Passing through the crowd, I quickly walked over to it and with interest in my eyes watched the drawing under the sign. The girl on it, was being torn apart by a devil and an angel. Although the girls eyes were closed, she had few tears on her cheeks.
"Ya like it, young man?" I, suddenly, heard from above me, the man's voice. I turned away from the poster and looked in his direction. He jumped of the box, stumbling a bit, and approached me.
"Ya like it?" he repeated, pointing to the drawing. I nodded and glanced at the picture once again, but he grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him.
"The girl is human" he started, assuming a serious expression on his face. " The boy on her right is an Angel. The boy on her left in a Demon. As you can guess because of her they will fight." all the time he kept eye contact with me, not letting me to look away. It seemed as if he hypnotized me. "Who will win? I don't know. But the girl won't survive" he finished and before I could even blink, he turned around on his heel and jumped back on his box.
I stood frozen in place, not daring to move. I was aware of the fact, that entering hell will cause the war, but I never considered Max's death...
"Dylan? Hurry, we gotta go... you know where!" Gazzy said, appearing out of nowhere. Surprised to see him, I blinked rapidly.
"Gaz-"
"What were you doing? The transition to hell will close in an hour!" He shouted, angry at my irresponsibility. Then, he grabbed my arm and dragged me after him.
What do you think happened with Max? Why doesn't she remember how she got into hell 2? All the answers in next chapter!
