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Standing in a rocky place with fire spurting up everywhere and shrill screams of pain, Kitt watched this with a disgusted face while wearing a tight black leather suit and the Demon had his arm tightly wrapped around her waist. "So. This is Hell." Kitt commented.

"Of course it is. Is it hot enough for you?" he responded.

"Of course it is! It's too hot! Turn it down a bit. Try 100°C lower. It has to be something like 200°C right now!"

"You'll adjust after a while here. Kitt, Darling. How do you like the outfit? Of course, I had to go slit a few throats to get it, but on you, it makes it worth it."

"Aww, you'd go and kill people for me?…I feel disgusted and sick. That is absolutely sickening and incredibly low…even for someone like you."

"Darling, I love the noble heart. It is one of the things I adore about you."

"What don't you love about me? You pretty well worship the ground I walk on. That's slightly creepy."

"The hesitation you have. It's holding you back from so many possibilities."

"Oh, you'd have hesitation if you sold yourself to a Demon. Who wouldn't have hesitation?"

"Think about it this way. Moordryd and Artha are safe now. You didn't really care what happened to Artha. You were worried about Moordryd. He's the one you did this for. You did this because you love him. You only did this for him. Love can make so many so blind." The Demon whispered into her ear and she tried to pull out of his grip. "Getting feisty aren't we? The heat is definitely starting to get to you. Let's take you inside of my home."

"I'd actually like it more if I could go back to my home." Replied Kitt with a harsh and dangerous tone as the Demon waved his hand and an elaborately designed mansion appeared in front of them, guarded by a thick set of brass gates that opened for them.

"Beautiful, isn't it? The inside is even more beautiful." The Demon told her and the grip around her waist got tighter.

Trying to pull away, Kitt gave up as the grip got very tight around her waist and she allowed herself to walk beside him through the gates and into the mansion. Even though she was only here in Hell for not even five minutes, she was starting to become very miserable.

As the Demon guided through the mansion, giving her the grand tour, his grip around her waist tightened even more, causing it to hurt. Seeing a pistol, Kitt stopped and questioned, "What's that?"

"Oh, that pistol? It's the Colt and it's the only thing that can kill me," he answered, "come. Let's continue this tour."

As she was forced forward, Kitt looked back at the Colt. She had to keep the information about the Colt and the Colt locked in her head, no matter what. It was very important information that she had to remember at all times.

Okay, I learned about the Colt off of Supernatural, the best show (apart from Dragon Booster) ever on the planet because you've got Dean and Sam! Two hotties in one show! You can't top that! I'm such a fangirl.

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