I could've sworn I had half of this chapter already written somewhere… Oh well, I'll just restart. I've got a few new ideas anyway ('bout time! It's been forever!). Eheh…about thaaat.

ON WITH THE STORY!

I woke up in a bed. Soft, black sheets were under me. I sat up, not feeling drowsy at all. I didn't have a headache or anything, either. It was like I had been wide awake this entire time.

It didn't take me long to figure out where I was. The place where you died was sometimes hard to forget, a.k.a Damien's bedroom. I immediately felt scared.

"Good of you to finally wake up," Damien said, standing next to the bed. Judging by the angry look in his eyes and the annoyed expression, I could tell that this was not going to end well. The Son of the Devil was never someone you wanted to piss off; and it was apparent I had done something to do so.

I'm completely screwed.

"Wh-what am I doing here?" I asked, not exactly sure if I should move to get up or think of escape. After all, where would I go? This was Hell. The entire place was Damien's house and the only ones who knew how to leave was Kenny and Damien himself.

Damien watched me with his cold, red eyes. "I brought you here. It took me forever to find you, but I finally did." His chuckle unsettled me. "Kenny never used to be this much of a handful. I wonder why he's bothering so much to protect you…"

I ignored the softer tone in his voice. "Tell me what all is going on, Damien,"

Damien looked at me with what I can only assume as amusement. "Right to the point, just like always, Broflovski," he smiled, but I didn't return the favor. "Alright. To start it simply, have you ever wondered why Kenny can die and come back to life?"

I nodded.

"Well, that would be courtesy of me," he continued, plopping down on the couch in front of the bed. "I talked my dad into it a while ago. You see, I tend to get bored and a little lonely down here all by myself with nothing but the souls of the damned to keep me company. So, I managed to strike a deal with Kenneth after some…innocent convincing." He smiled a shark-tooth grin that sent shivers down my spine. Something told me it wasn't all that innocent.

"What did you do?" I had to ask.

"Oh, nothing really," Damien drawled. "Just threatened to kill any friends he ever made if he didn't agree…"

"You what?" I screeched. No wonder Kenny didn't want me to make the deal. He was trying to protect me. Wait a second…that meant… "You broke the deal!" I jumped off the bed to fully glare at him.

Damien looked less than intimidated. "Whatever are you talking about, Broflovski?" he asked me innocently.

"You…you killed Stan!" Tears were threatening to fall at the very thought. I wasn't about to let this asshole see me cry. Not if I could help it, that is.

"I didn't kill Stanley," he scoffed. "Don't you remember? That drunk pervert killed him. He would've killed you, too, if I hadn't stepped in."

I squinted at him. This was confusing the hell out of me—oh, if only it really was. What was he getting at? I wanted to know where Kenny and Stan were and if they were okay. I wanted to know what was happening to me. I wanted to know what was about that deal we shook on.

I wanted to know what the fuck was going on.

"So...," I started, trying to comprehend everything, "you saved me?" Damien nodded. "But you didn't save Stan?"

"There was good reasoning for that, Kyle,"

"And that would be?"

Damien looked at me and chuckled again, shaking his head. His ebony locks shaking back and fourth over his forehead. He stood and I was almost afraid of what he was going to do until he turned towards the door and waved for me to come. "Follow me, Kyle. I've got a little surprise for you."

I hesitated, going over the decision in my mind. On one hand, if I followed him, he could be leading me into another trap. On the other hand, if I didn't, he would get mad and send me to eternal suffering. Yeah, I decided to go ahead and follow.

"Where are we going?" I asked as we walked, yet again trying to drown out the sounds of screaming and pain all around me.

Damien kept up that all-knowing grin of his that I've realized annoys the shit out of me. "You'll see, just be patient. We're almost there."

We walked a few more minutes in silence. "You never answered my question," I said, remembering.

"Hmm?"

"My question. Why did you save me and not Stan?"

"Oh, that's an easy one, Kyle." He kept his eyes facing straight ahead. I could never tell what he was thinking anyway. "I needed you."

"But you ended up killing me anyway,"

He nodded. "Exactly. But I needed a reason for you to want to willingly be killed by my hand. I just never thought you would agree to it so easily. No questions asked—that was unlike you, Broflovski."

I frowned. "But what do you want me for?"

His grin grew wider and I never received an answer. He didn't speak again until we reached a large metallic door. Cliché. For some reason, I sort of saw this coming. He opened it up and it was too dark for me to see inside.

"What's in here?" I asked.

Damien stepped up to my side and smiled at me, waving his arms towards it invitingly. "Why don't you enter and see?" he said.

If that wasn't a hint that this was a trap, I didn't know what was. But, there was no going back now. I took in a deep breath and stepped inside the pitch-black room. Damien followed in step right behind me.

The inside of the room was pitch-dark aside from the object in the center of it. Damien shut the metal door behind me and I tried not to think of the fact that it had no handle or knob. We were in a large, empty, square cavern. In the middle was a podium stand with a paper and pen on it.

Damien led me over to it. I stood behind it and read the paper slowly and carefully. My eyes slowly widened and I heard Damien laughing lowly behind me. I turned to see what was so funny.

"Well, Kyle? Aren't you going to sign it?" he asked.

"This is the contract Kenny was talking about," I mumbled.

Damien nodded, bringing his hands up. "I don't know about that, but yes. This contract will officially seal the deal that you are mine to do with what I will."

I narrowed my eyes at him. "What makes you think I'm going to sign this? As far as I know, you already let Stan go. You have nothing left to keep me here."

Oh, how I will always regret those words.

Damien's eyes sparked excitedly. "Oh really now?" He snapped his fingers and the rest of the room lit up. I gasped at what I saw.

Kenny chained to one wall and Stan chained to the other.

So how was it for being the first chapter in forever? Was it worth the wait? I'm not too completely proud of it and I think it's sort of short, but I still wanted to keep the cliff-hanger thing I've been doing. xD

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