Chapter One
I coughed and inhaled sharply, I squinted my eyes against the dark and lifted my arm to feel around. Wood hit my skin.
My eyes widened and panic flowed through me. The sides of my fists banged against the wooden roof. A soft jingle filled my senses causing me to freeze. The jingling stopped as well.
I looked down at my arm and saw an outline of a small bell tied to my wrist by a ribbon. I lifted my arm, the bell jingled, I lowered my arm back down, it jingled again.
I slowed my breathing and calmed my nerves antecedent to counting silently in my head. Every five seconds I would lift and lower my arm.
A distant sound of distorted voices found their way to my ears after an hour. I lifted arm and brought it down again.
"Humans... bury... alive" a familiar male voice said, his words muffled by the box and dirt.
I lifted my arm once again and let it fall with a soft 'thud'. Something scraped against the wood lid and I made the bell chime a last time before exhaustion won and my eyelids drooped.
The lid lifted off the tomb and soft moonlight outlined a young male face. Dark black/red eyes narrowed and I allowed my body to rest.
-3rd POV-
The leader of the Ten Comendments lifted the girl from the casket and examined her.
She had black hair with matching pale skin adorned by a moon grey dress and black boots. Powerful-looking bird-like wings drooped as they were not held up. Her eyelids scrunched up before lifting, revealing beautiful midnight blue eyes.
The two stared at each other until a feminine voice spoke up.
"Why don't we just take her soul and get out of here?"
The two looked at the Comendment of Faith. Blue eyes returned to focus on the male holding her and she tilted her head, wondering if the demon would kill her.
"She could be useful" Zeldris smirked and looked her up and down, "very useful against the Seven Deadly Sins"