Mephisto looked over at me with a big is a smile. "I'm looking forward to seeing what you bring my way." Mephisto said, tugging on my chain, with me falling on all fours. "If they come, I'll show them, that you are mine!" He said, looking down the stairs that lead to his throne.
I was sent here by my father, just so that my mother could survive my birth. It was a low blow, and because of that, I had become a slave that was to sit by and let Mephisto do whatever he wanted to me. My father taught me very little, in fact, I was never close to him. Because he passed away, the contract ended and Mephisto went looking for me to collect his prize.
I wasn't the only slave standing side by side with Mephisto. Most of them were looking down, solemn, and all of them were chained just like me. Man, women, child, no one was safe from slavery. When the asked, we had to reply yes, and then he would move on. He did not feed us, we had to eat the dead to stay strong. I was disgusted by it, but I found another source of food, my Life Drain.
Mephisto's eyes looked at all of his slaves, the shaded ones, meaning that they were going to die soon. When he was sitting there, he caught glimpses of a tall white man, he was next. Mephisto moved down the row, stopping in front of him. "Ah! So you're next!" He said, grinning.
The man nodded, not answering. "What's he doing here?" I asked the slave next to me, a child. The kid didn't look older than ten, with her looking up at me. She was short for her age, meaning that she was starved, had with light blond hair, and skin as pale as snow. Her eyes closed, face turned down as she didn't want to answer.
Mephisto grabbed the man, where he started sucking the remaining life out of him, killing the man. The big man didn't even shift as the life faded from his eyes. "He fell into debt while working in a coal shaft." The girl said, with me looking at her. "Foreigner, doesn't speak English." She said, with me looking at the dead man.
"What's his name?" I asked, and it was when I asked that question Mephisto looked up from the ground, and stared right into mine. I felt my heart stop.
He smiled at me. "His name was Slave, just as yours is." He said, with me flinching once he said that.
I hesitated, mulling it over as the dead eyes turned to the ground. He had already made up his mind. "How do I escape?" I asked myself, looking at the stairs.
The girl shook her head. "There is none, any whos tried was killed by the chain ripping off your chest."
I looked down at my chain. "How about if we break the chain and then run?" I asked, with her looking at me.
She shrugged, and I knew I had a way to get away now. Mephisto caught me looking at him again, smirking as if he knew there was no escaping.
The man was taken off of the row and set to the side as Mephisto sat back down in his throne. As he was cooked, he was brought back. "Here, A meal for you, pray that you don't die next." Mephisto said, where all the slaves ran forward and started eating, with me standing back.
"Thanks, but no thanks." I said, looking up at him. Mephisto didn't look happy when I said that. He got up and started to approach me. "I still have my humanity left, that you will not break." I said, with him grinning.
Mephisto got into my face, narrowing his eyes. "You're home, How do you feel about it?" He asked, but I didn't answer. "You came from a deal, how do you feel about that?" I still didn't answer, and he was getting mad. "Will you starve to death? Is that it?" He asked, looking at the others, seeing them looking at us. As soon as they made eye-contact however, they turned around and started eating again, but slower. He smirked, and decided to go to them. He took the girl and ripped her head off, shocking me. He didn't even give her a warning, he just did it. "A girl, the one from that gym, what's her name?" He asked, looking at me. "You won't need her, you have me now." He said, shrugging, and flinging the head at me, her blood hitting my chest.
"She did nothing to deserve that!" I yelled, pissed that he killed a little girl. He looked back at the others, seeing them staring at the girls body.
"Eat, don't let it go to waist." Mephisto said, with them digging into her body. He walked back over to the throne and sat down, eating the girls head. It was disgusting that he didn't care about anything. "Don't worry, you will come to know that you will never be in better hands." Mephisto said as he smiled at the slaves. I scowled towards him, and then looked away.
This was only a week one in Hell.