-1A bit of humor included! No flames for the words!

Chapter 8

With all the weaponry, Samantha smiled at how much Susan and Peter cared for her. Susan had prepared one arrow to shoot. Peter kicked the door open, and heard someone scream - a male. Samantha frowned. "Damn. Think it's Ed?"

Peter shrugged. Susan rolled her eyes. "If it was Ed, stupidity will have already taken his life," Peter told the girls. "Ok, we have to stop being afraid, and get this kind of fun, for more confidence." Samantha nodded in agreement.

"Let's feed the devil crap!" Susan laughed. The three moved around the hall, with Samantha frowning a lot. Peter sliced some doorknobs off. "Why'd you do that?" Susan asked. "I don't know. I felt like it. You have a problem with that?" Samantha rolled her eyes. Satan all of a sudden came forward to them.

The 3 teens took out their weapons. "Oh, that's so cute. You're going to kill me!" He joked. Samantha narrowed her eyes. "You're going down, bastard." "How dare you say that!" Satan yelled, outraged.

Satan whisked in his own sword, and stared a fight with her. "Guys, a little help would be nice!" Peter tried to cut his head off. "Jeeze, this guy has a mental problem! Leave her alone!"

Samantha formed tears - Satan pulled her hair. "Pull your own hair, goddamn it!"

Samantha punched his stomach and ran. "That was the scariest thing I've done!" She admitted. Peter tripped. Susan gasped, "Peter!" Satan smiled. "Die!" He yelled out, plunging the sword into the demon's stomach." Samantha grabbed Peter's arm, and ran. "Are you sure he's dead, Peter?" Susan asked.

Samantha panted. "He's not dead. Well, technically he is, but you can't die again." Susan screamed, frustrated. "So that bastard can't die?"

Samantha nodded. "Damn!" Peter yelled. "Shut up! He'll hear you!" Susan said. Samantha closed her eyes. "I wish we had a guardian angel helping us."

Peter gasped. A white mist flowed and an angel appeared. The angel looked at Peter, and went inside of him. Peter fell to the ground, but was awaken by Samantha. "Peter, are you ok?"

"My name's not Peter," he spoke. Samantha looked at him. "My name's Michael."

Susan gasped. Samantha's eyes were widened. "Michael?" "Yes?" "When is my friend coming back?"

He stared at her. "Whenever this monstrous demon goes away. Are you Samantha Felting?" He asked.

Samantha nodded. "You stared this all?" Samantha gasped. "I'm the Waker of the Devil." Susan looked at her 'brother'. Satan slowly walked towards Samantha.

Her eyes filled with tears. "Well, well, Samantha. You have one wish left. What will it be?"

Samantha didn't say anything. She grabbed Susan's arm, and ran. "Michael! Come on!" He ran after her, getting away from the devil.

They ran outside, where the sun was rising. Susan looked at her. "Why are we here?" Michael answered, "Because this is like a weakness. Demons like dark, angels like light." Samantha took all directions. Her tears were getting heavier. "I can't make another wish. I didn't mean to say that!" Susan frowned. "What happened to Peter?" Michael looked at her. "He is alright."

Samantha sighed. "Susan, you have to make sure no one is torturing Edmund and Lucy. Michael and I will stop Satan." Susan nodded. "Good luck, both of you."

Michael looked at Samantha's face. "You're half Angel." "What?" She asked gently. "You have a very beautiful face. You also have the face of the Angel of the Heavens. She's like the high guardian."

Samantha looked at his eyes. Instead to blue, they were hazel. "I know I'm an angel, but I don't feel like one." Michael stepped in front of her. "No matter what you feel, you are what you are."

Samantha smiled. "You sound like Peter. Always making me feel better." Michael smiled. "Thank you."

A deep, loud voice echoed through the palace. "YOUR LAST WISH, SAMANTHA FELTING!"

Samantha gasped. She ran anywhere. Michael grabbed her hand. "He can't hurt you. He has to save you."

Samantha shook her head. "He's going to kill me, eventually." She hugged him. "I have to say good bye to Peter." "He hears every word you are saying. He's feeling everything I feel."

Samantha formed tears. "Peter, I know you're in there. I just want you to never forget me. Don't let us fade away."

Samantha broke down to tears. Michael put his hand on her shoulder. "He's never going to forget you. You're going to survive."

Samantha shook her head. "No, I'm not. But my spirit will, in his heart."