A/N from A.C.: I'm happy I've been getting +fave and +alerts for this!
The next day, Saix woke up at the crack of dawn, stretching and letting out a small throaty yawn. He shook Axel by the shoulders, wanting him to wake up as soon as possible.
The older boy grunted and rolled in the hay, "Five more minutes..."
The blunette growled deep in his throat, his already short temper was getting close to the fuse. He shook the other harder, wanting him to wake up. "Ngh! Ngh!"
Axel cracked his eyes open, staring up at his angry friend, "What...?" He mumbled sleepily.
Saix tapped at the dirt and wrote 'ESCAPE'
"How on earth do you plan to do that?"
The boy rolled his eyes and scampered over to the corner of the cell, bringing the dirt with him as he went. He gathered it all together and smoothed it out over the stone. He started to draw in the dirt, a large design that Axel had no clue as to what it meant. The younger boy left his drawing and darted to the corner of the cell; he picked up a stone and ran back to the tablet of dirt. Saix beckoned to Axel who reluctantly got up and walked over to the dirt drawing.
The younger boy took the redhead's wrist in his hand and dug the sharp pointed end of the rock into the other's palm. The newer prisoner cried out as the stone pierced skin and his blood dripped down onto the dirt. The blunette let go of Axel's wrist and pierced his own palm with a soft grunt. He watched the blood drip onto the dirt and smiled brightly as smoke started to rise from the ground.
"S- Saix..? What's going on?"
Smiling, the younger boy pressed a bloody finger to Axel's lips to make him silent.
A tall man with short black hair and glowing red eyes stood on the dirt circle. Short dark green horns were perched on the top of his head and a pointed tail swayed behind him. He was clad in all black, though his skin was a deathly pale. He turned his head to look at Saix, his voice is cold and monotone, "What do you need?"
The younger of the two prisoners waved his hand, gesturing to the room, before pointing at the door with a stern look in his eyes.
"You wish to get out?"
Axel stared at the newcomer, finally finding his voice enough to yelp out, "Why can I see you?"
The demon turned to look at the older of the two boys, "Your blood was mixed into the spell that summoned me. Saix, here, wishes for me to be seen by you and wishes for me to help the two of you escape. But to escape with my help, I must bring you down to Hell."
"Hell?" The redhead screeched, "You have got to be joking!"
Saix whipped his head to glare at his friend and growled, warning him to be silent.
The demon tilted his head to the side slightly, confused as to the human's reaction, "My lord, Lucifer, allows me to help those that summon us. We will assist the ones that will not harm us."
"What kind of being would dare to hurt a demon?" Axel asked, arching a brow.
"Priests, perhaps?" The demon chuckled dryly, "I am Igni, by the way. You must be Axel. Saix has told me about you."
"He has?"
"Indeed. We communicate quite often. I spoke with him last night about you."
"Why haven't you gotten him out before then? The guard said he's been here for years."
"I have only recently grown powerful enough to transport others along with myself."
The redhead ran a hand through his hair, "No, no, no, this is impossible..."
"It is not. You can see me, correct?" Igni said, gesturing to his body, "If you can see me, and you can talk to me, then it is possible. Now, if you don't mind, we have wasted enough time standing here and talking. The guard is bound to come soon, so let us leave. Shall we?"
Igni turned to look at Saix and tilted his head slightly to the side, his voice keeping its usual monotone, "Master, shall we be off?"
The boy nodded with a small, "Mmn!" He stood up from his spot beside the demonic marking in the dirt and held his bleeding hand to the rags that he wore. With his good hand, he pulled Axel to his feet.
"Master? Why did you call him that?" The older man asked the demon.
Igni chuckled, "Saix summoned me, he commands me thus he is my master. Such as if you were the one that summoned me, you would be my Master. It is simple as that."
Axel nodded, "Alright... I guess that makes sense."
Saix rolled his eyes, tired of the two talking about things he already knew. The boy waved his hand in a small circle, telling them to continue with what they were about to do instead of yapping.
The demon chuckled quietly, "I apologize, Master Saix. We will be off at once. I am sure I can get you something to eat once we arrive in Hell, would you like that?"
The younger of the two boys nodded rapidly.
Igni waved his hand to the side, and muttered a quiet spell under his breath. Almost suddenly, a large red shadowed door started to rise from the ground. Dark, almost crimson colored, smoke swallowed up the ground as the doorway rose from the ground.
Saix smiled widely and looked over at the demon. He waved his hand in the air, rolling it in circles, telling Igni to hurry up, he was extremely excited to leave the dank cell.
The demon nodded and snapped, the large doors opened and showed the flaming pits of Hell itself. Axel couldn't believe what he was seeing; his eyes were as wide as they could go as he stared into the door.
Igni placed a hand on his back gently, pushing him forward slightly, "In you go."
The blunette took his friend's hand in his and led him into the doorway. Axel's breath caught in his throat as he felt the temperature around them rise almost to overbearing numbers. Their demon mentor looked at the two of them and chuckled.
"You will get used to the heat."
The redhead whirled around as he heard a devious cackling laugh coming from behind him.
"Hey, Iggy. You brought some fresh human meat for us, have you?"
The newcomer was dressed in black pants, and a white jacket with no undershirt. His white hair reached almost to the middle of his back and his golden eyes flickered with distaste. The curved red horns on the top of his head pointed forward, and the smirk plastered on his face was never-fading.
Igni narrowed his eyes and spat the newcomer's name, "Zane..."
Zane's smirk widened, "So, when do we get to eat?"
"You and your imps will not be eating these two, Zane! Get lost!"
"Oh, relax, Iggy, Rei and Straka aren't even here."
Igni growled, a red mist swirling in the air around his hand, a sword appearing in the demons right hand. He got into a fighting stance, "You should move, unless you want to lose an arm."
Saix dashed forward and put a hand over Igni's. He slowly lowered the hand that was brandishing the weapon and shook his head, his golden eyes searching Igni's face in depth.
"You are right, Saix...¦ I was being foolish..."
Zane's golden eyes sparkled, "Oh, it's the little mute boy, is it?"
The blunette narrowed his eyes at the other demon, and he growled deep in his throat.
"Oh, come on, boy. You can't really blame me for what happened to you, can you?"