Chapter Six
I had to put my mosquito friend back in the jar once I told my new friends that she was harmless to me.
I would always wonder why that was. But now that mad scientist said there was a demon in a cave guarding his potion? I think he had some issues.
We finally arrived to the cave where Fred told us to go.
Brian, Tania, Nellie, and I all walked up to the front of the cave.
"Who wants to go first?" asked Nellie.
"Not me. Why don't we all go?" asked Tania.
"I'll go alone," I said.
"What?" the others all said together.
"I know it's weird but I think I'll be okay. Don't worry about me I need to do something on my own," I said.
Brian half smiled.
"Alright," he said.
I walked into the cave alone. It was very dark. I walked slowly and steadily along the wall. My heart was beating loudly.
It seemed like I walked for about an hour before I saw light.
Did I find an exit? Was there more people here? Was it the demon?
I walked towards the light. It came from some lit torches in a large cave room.
A bonfire was raging flames in the center of the room.
I was fascinated by the fiery room until I saw something sleeping in the far back corner.
I quietly walked over to whatever it was.
When I was only a few feet away from it I saw what it was: The demon.
It really did exist! It was holding the cure in its left…hand?…Claw?
I held my breath and reached for the potion.
I almost had it but then my foot slipped and I fell onto the demon's arm.
"Oh crap," I said.
The demon woke up and jumped to its feet.
It roared very loudly.
I couldn't scream, run, or breathe at that moment.
I was surely going to die right there.
The demon stopped and just stared at me. It didn't make a sound. It didn't even make any movement to kill me.
I did the same. I just looked up at it.
"Aren't you going to kill me?" I asked after a few minutes of silence.
It shook it's head as if it were saying "no".
"Why not? I attempted to steal that potion and I woke you up!" I said.
It seemed to have smiled.
"Can't you talk?" I asked.
It nodded.
"Why don't you?" I asked.
The demon walked over to a wall.
With every step the demon would take, the cave shook.
It scraped one of its claws against the wall as if it were writing something. When it was done writing, It looked at me and pointed to the wall.
It wanted me to come read what it wrote.
I slowly got up and fell right back down again.
I was too afraid to get up and my legs wouldn't move.
I tried getting up again and I succeeded. I shakily walked over to the wall.
There really was writing there. It was even in English!
It said:
If I spoke I would scare you. You know who I am. I know who you are, phoebe.
I studied the writing for a long time. How did this monster know my name?
"Who are you?" I asked.
It opened its mouth to speak.
I saw its fangs which made me shiver in fear.
"I…..I am Kyle….Kyle Morado," it said.
His voice was very low and scary. It did freak me out but I didn't care.
My jaw dropped.
"Kyle. It….It is you," I said.
He looked down at his feet.
"Yeah, it's me," he said.
He held out his extremely large hand.
I grabbed onto it and he picked me up.
"How did it happen?" I asked.
"I went to Hell as you expected. I had to do something really destructive to be sent back to earth. So I created a disease that was spread by only one mosquito. I named her Phoebe. That stupid scientist you know has her captured. I don't like that scientist at all. I found his cure here and I broke his arm when he came to find it. I hope that taught him a lesson," he said.
I laughed a little.
"He's not coming back. He's not even here with me," I said.
"Good. I know you got friends here though. I can smell 'em," he said.
"How?" I asked.
"I was kidding. I just know there's more humans here because I know you. You would never come alone to a cave with a demon inside. I can't believe you were sent in here alone," he said.
"Well it was my choice. Brian didn't really care," I explained.
"Brian? You mean my brother Brian?" he asked.
"Yes. I met Brian yesterday and today he introduced me to the remaining humans," I said.
Kyle looked as if he were thinking.
"My brother is here. This is going to go well. To make things worse he's my big brother," he said.
Just then we heard voices outside the room.