Chapter Thirteen: In the Study of the Prince
The man sitting behind the desk is a carbon copy of Daemon. But unless Daemon died and came to rule Hell in less then three days then I don't think that it's him. so who in Blood's name is it?
"Hunter of the Blood..." a voice booms out of the man behind the desk.
"Yeah, that's me. But why am I here?"
"You're in Hell because you have to much power to cross over into the Darkness."
"I learnt that when I was a child. What I would like to know is who you are, and what I'm doing in your study?"
"I am Saetan SaDaiblo. And I am the High Lord of Hell. You are in my study because you present a difficult challenge like I've never faced in all my time in Hell."
"What makes you say that, if I can ask?"
"You are a contradiction. You are blood, yet you are not blood. You have incredible power, but you have no jewels. Yet with no jewels you still had enough power to end up in Hell, instead of the darkness. You are a warrior unlike I've ever seen, Askata Kamis."
"Askata Kamis died with his family many years ago, betrayed by someone he thought he could trust. I am the Hunter of the Blood. I am nothing more and nothing less."
"You are everything to some people. Your friend, Casey, will remember until his dying day. To those who you chose to befriend you could not have been a better friend, to the witch that you chose to serve you could not have been a better warrior, and I respect that. Here in lies my problem, many that are here you sent here. They will want revenge. I can either outlaw it, and weaken your position, or allow you to deal with them, and possibly hasten your way into the darkness."
"Leave them to me, High Lord. I have nothing to keep me in this limbo state. My duty to my family, friends, and realm is discharged with my death. Now I seek the peace that I know the darkness can bring."
I get up from my chair, and make my way toward the formidable door. "I thank you for your concern."
"You are far more then a simple assassin whether you know it or not, Hunter of the Blood. I will be watching you in the coming years. I believe that just because you are now in Hell does not mean that you will be useless."
What use could I be in a realm full of dead people. I'm trained to kill people, and everyone here is dead. I think that this man, the High Lord of Hell, is not quite sure of what I can do. But I will do my best to make Hell my 'home' for the time I reside in. That's going to start with trying to find my family. No matter what I told my new High Lord, I am still a little bit Askata Kamis. And right now I want to see the people who were taken from me so long ago.
I wander through Hell, for who knows how long, time has no meaning here. And eventually I find my parents, and my little sister. My big brother is no where to be found, maybe he has already faced final judgement.
"Askata," a little girl, who looks like a sprite, calls to me. And it hits me then, I've found my family. I can apologize for not avenging them, I can apologize for letting him kill them.
"Hey, sprite. How are you? Other then dead."
"We're all good. Every once in a while someone tells us what you are doing."
"I bet they didn't have anything good to tell you."
"Not at first, no, they didn't. But then you found your lady and you became the honourable warrior that we all knew you were."
"We're very proud of you, son," my Mother tells me. And I can't help but smile. "We've been waiting for you to tell you. We've been conserving power, but our time here is still almost gone. We're glad that we got to talk to you before we crossed over."
"I'm sorry that it took so long to get revenge for you."
"Revenge never mattered to us," my mother tells me. "All that mattered was that you were safe."
I smile. "I'm glad we could talk." And I see them starting to fade. "Sleep well, be at peace, and may the darkness me merciful."
"We will meet again one day, my son." My Father tells me as he fades, last, like he's protecting my mother and sister. I'm happy to see them go, because it means that they're at peace, and that they are, and in their own way they're happy.
I wander through Hell for a while longer, seeing the sights and meeting people. To say that I made only friends would be an outright lie. After all, my personality hasn't changed and it was suspicious and cynical when I got here.
But there is one witch that really gets on my nerves. She used to be the High Lord's wife, and she reminds of the bitch that destroyed my life. Which is always an painful memory. So, it's no wonder that I don't think much of her. But the High Lord was right. There is work for me, even here. Right now, I'm on my way to visit the Harpies on business from the High Lord. Why he chose me I don't know. Maybe he thinks despite me being a man, we'll get along. But you never know, he could have another reason.
The moment I cross into their lands I find two sharp blades pressed into me, wielded by two equally dangerous looking Harpies, and one looks a little familiar. I wonder why.
The man sitting behind the desk is a carbon copy of Daemon. But unless Daemon died and came to rule Hell in less then three days then I don't think that it's him. so who in Blood's name is it?
"Hunter of the Blood..." a voice booms out of the man behind the desk.
"Yeah, that's me. But why am I here?"
"You're in Hell because you have to much power to cross over into the Darkness."
"I learnt that when I was a child. What I would like to know is who you are, and what I'm doing in your study?"
"I am Saetan SaDaiblo. And I am the High Lord of Hell. You are in my study because you present a difficult challenge like I've never faced in all my time in Hell."
"What makes you say that, if I can ask?"
"You are a contradiction. You are blood, yet you are not blood. You have incredible power, but you have no jewels. Yet with no jewels you still had enough power to end up in Hell, instead of the darkness. You are a warrior unlike I've ever seen, Askata Kamis."
"Askata Kamis died with his family many years ago, betrayed by someone he thought he could trust. I am the Hunter of the Blood. I am nothing more and nothing less."
"You are everything to some people. Your friend, Casey, will remember until his dying day. To those who you chose to befriend you could not have been a better friend, to the witch that you chose to serve you could not have been a better warrior, and I respect that. Here in lies my problem, many that are here you sent here. They will want revenge. I can either outlaw it, and weaken your position, or allow you to deal with them, and possibly hasten your way into the darkness."
"Leave them to me, High Lord. I have nothing to keep me in this limbo state. My duty to my family, friends, and realm is discharged with my death. Now I seek the peace that I know the darkness can bring."
I get up from my chair, and make my way toward the formidable door. "I thank you for your concern."
"You are far more then a simple assassin whether you know it or not, Hunter of the Blood. I will be watching you in the coming years. I believe that just because you are now in Hell does not mean that you will be useless."
What use could I be in a realm full of dead people. I'm trained to kill people, and everyone here is dead. I think that this man, the High Lord of Hell, is not quite sure of what I can do. But I will do my best to make Hell my 'home' for the time I reside in. That's going to start with trying to find my family. No matter what I told my new High Lord, I am still a little bit Askata Kamis. And right now I want to see the people who were taken from me so long ago.
I wander through Hell, for who knows how long, time has no meaning here. And eventually I find my parents, and my little sister. My big brother is no where to be found, maybe he has already faced final judgement.
"Askata," a little girl, who looks like a sprite, calls to me. And it hits me then, I've found my family. I can apologize for not avenging them, I can apologize for letting him kill them.
"Hey, sprite. How are you? Other then dead."
"We're all good. Every once in a while someone tells us what you are doing."
"I bet they didn't have anything good to tell you."
"Not at first, no, they didn't. But then you found your lady and you became the honourable warrior that we all knew you were."
"We're very proud of you, son," my Mother tells me. And I can't help but smile. "We've been waiting for you to tell you. We've been conserving power, but our time here is still almost gone. We're glad that we got to talk to you before we crossed over."
"I'm sorry that it took so long to get revenge for you."
"Revenge never mattered to us," my mother tells me. "All that mattered was that you were safe."
I smile. "I'm glad we could talk." And I see them starting to fade. "Sleep well, be at peace, and may the darkness me merciful."
"We will meet again one day, my son." My Father tells me as he fades, last, like he's protecting my mother and sister. I'm happy to see them go, because it means that they're at peace, and that they are, and in their own way they're happy.
I wander through Hell for a while longer, seeing the sights and meeting people. To say that I made only friends would be an outright lie. After all, my personality hasn't changed and it was suspicious and cynical when I got here.
But there is one witch that really gets on my nerves. She used to be the High Lord's wife, and she reminds of the bitch that destroyed my life. Which is always an painful memory. So, it's no wonder that I don't think much of her. But the High Lord was right. There is work for me, even here. Right now, I'm on my way to visit the Harpies on business from the High Lord. Why he chose me I don't know. Maybe he thinks despite me being a man, we'll get along. But you never know, he could have another reason.
The moment I cross into their lands I find two sharp blades pressed into me, wielded by two equally dangerous looking Harpies, and one looks a little familiar. I wonder why.