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Author notes: I have re done chapters 14 through ... well till the end so yea deffinetly need to re read cuz they r a tad different i just didnt like where it was goin so had to alter lol well thank you for all your support and hope u like the newer version keep R&R-ing

Chapter 15

No Choice

Flames erupted around him; breaking through the impending darkness.

"Hello Harry. We meet again. But sadly you won't be staying that long." said a deep voice. Harry fought to see through the flames but all he could see of the being before him was red skin and black clothing of some sort. The large figure flicked its' wrist and the flames lowered and seeped into the dark ground.

The ... creature? Maybe he wasn't sure but it had deep red skin and a rather muscular looking human body (from what he could see from his sitting position), but there were two horns coming out of its head. Its eyes were pitch black there weren't even the whites that form around the iris. The creature did indeed have black clothing on; a black trench coat, black slacks, and boots. It had black hair that was an inch long and spiked all over.

"What are you and where am I?" Harry demanded.

"Some call me 'Lucifer', some 'The Evil One' or 'Diablo' in Spanish. Most commonly though I am called the Devil." the red man said calmly. Harry understood and nodded.

"So this is hell?" he asked. Lucifer nodded. Harry gave him a questioning gaze. Lucifer merely returned it.

"What?"

"So when's the pain gonna start? The everlasting torture?" Harry exclaimed due to the fact that he wanted to feel the pain just so he could get over his internal pain.

The devil sighed before saying. "As I already told you. You're not staying for eternity. Just like you didn't the last time or the time before that."

"Hold on I only died one other time before now."

"Err... Nuh. You died for.… ten minutes after arriving at St. Mungo's. No one really noticed." He said checking a piece of paper. "How else did you think you got your new power over fire?" Harry shrugged. Lucifer rolled his eyes.

"People these days... Don't appreciate anything. You did... At first... Which brings us to the issue at hand."

"I don't want to go back! I won't!" Harry said stubbornly "I'm a bad person I got so many people killed ... And I killed people. I don't deserve to live!" Harry said desperately. Lucifer stood from his throne. And walked over to Harry. Lucifer was several inches over Harry who's head barely his chin.

He cupped the side of Harry's face in his clawed hand, and rubbed it with his thumb. Harry flinched at the contact and tried to get away but Lucifer cupped the other side of his face as well and forced Harry's fearful emerald eyes to look into the devils black ones.

"So much torture, so much pain, so much fear. Just because of a single touch..." Lucifer whispered as he dropped his hands and walked past Harry. "It takes a lot of brutality to get to that point... or something very traumatizing that one has a long period of time to brood over... sadly it was the latter for you..."

"Stop It!" Harry yelled. His hands gripping his hair tightly and his eyes clenched shut. Picture and memories were moving into Harry's view before his eyes.

"You need to accept and remember what happened. If you don't you'll never be able to control the fire." Lucifer stated sternly.

"I don't want to control it! I don't want to FUCKING REMEMBER!" Harry roared angrily as he slumpt to the floor. Flames enveloped his body and Harry let out a growl.

"See. You can't escape it even in death, especially here as you seem to like physical pain." Lucifer said with a smirk that showed his sharp teeth. Harry looked up at the demon with fearful eyes at the prospect.

"But sadly I am not allowed to keep you. As 'HE' said that if you chose to stay dead that you were to go to heaven... But in the mean time you get to watch some movies that could very well become the future of the world depending on your choices..." Lucifer said flicking his wrist.

Instantly pictures of a small cell that seemed only too familiar came into view within his mind. Harry recognized himself sitting in the far corner rocking back and forth. He barely heard himself whispering to himself.

Figures he recognized as death eaters entered and formed a half circle around 'Harry'

Harry heard his screams echo throughout the cell and into the depths of hell where he sat.

"Stop..."He said barely above a whisper to the devil. "Stop! STOP IT!" Harry yelled. He couldn't take it.

"Ok. I get it. I have to kill Voldemort but also get rid of at least most of his servants." Harry exclaimed angrily. Lucifer clapped his hands mockingly.

"That doesn't mean that I'm going back!" Harry said stubbornly. Lucifer rolled his eyes.

"Remember what happened to you? Huh? Well all your friends, your loved ones along with the rest of the world that opposed Voldemort will be enslaved, tortured and raped. Especially those were closest to you." Lucifer growled. "Would you like to see the video of it?" Harry was stunned by the mere thought of it. He shook his head 'no' before saying.

"I have to go back. I got no other choice…" he said barely above a whisper. Lucifer walked over to stand in front of Harry. Harry looked up at him with sadness filled eyes.

"One more thing..." Lucifer said as he put his forefingers on either side of Harry's head and pushed his long nails into Harry's temples causing blood to seep from the deep wounds and down his pale face. Just as flames rose from the ground and enveloped Harry within them.

Harry screamed out in horror and agony as he was forced to relive... to experience all he had worked so hard to block out. He felt all the pain, heard all their taunts, tasted all the tears and blood, saw all their smirks, and heard their laughter.

All the while Lucifer hissed in his ear. "It is time Harry... Time to make them pay, for all they did, for all they will have done. Let these memories be your fuel. Let these renewed scars fill your anger... after all it is because of Voldemort that any of this ever happened."

Harry heard sobs of several people. And for a second he thought he was fine, but then he was overcome by pain. Pain like he had never felt before. Not just physical or emotional, But his head felt as though it was literally breaking into several nasty pieces.

Harry began to yell and scream as though he dieing. He clutched desperately at his head but he only made the pain double. Which caused him to yell even louder.

The smell of burned grass filled the air as Harry's entire body was encased with green flames that appeared to be opaque despite their deep color.

After what felt like forever Harry felt the pain subside to a dull ache. His body he realized was in terrible pain.

He opened his green eyes and saw fuzzy figures surrounding him. The last thing he heard before he lost consciousness was...

"Go to sleep Harry, don't waste your energy. It's all gonna be ok."