Hello, so here is a new chapi, but it's really short. I promise the next will, be longer, but anyways enjoy!

Iggy POV

Knock, knock

Lazily I opened my eyes, blinking couple of times to adjust them to the bad light in the room. My head was aching from pain, just like the rest of my body. I was thirsty, hungry and tired. I couldn't remember when or if I did sleep at all since I arrived here. I lost the track of time. I wasn't sure if I had been here for hours, days or months. When the knock repeated, I turned slowly my head toward the old, wooden door.

"I brought you the food" roared someone's deep voice. I snickered and turned away. I wasn't about to accept anything from my keepers. My stomach rumbled loudly in dissaprovement, but I ignored it primitive wants. The man sighed loudly and threw the plate through the small crevice in the door. Then he left.

"I'd rather go to McDonald!" I shouted in my hoarse voice after him, as I stared at the mash he gave me. It looked like... I don't really know. But it smelled like shit, mixed with rotting corpses. With disgust I pushed it away and sat back in my dirty corner. Yes, it was already officially mine. I even named it. Corner Pat. Sweet, uh?

Agh, I'm pathetic! I gripped my hair and cursed out loud. Why, to my smelly socks, did I end here? In this small, wet, filled with bugs and, who knows what else, cave? In this prison? I was suppose to sit in my milk shake bar with Max, listen to Nudge and glare at Dylan- .

Dylan... I grumbled and shook my head. I couldn't bring myself to find any sympathy for him at all. Sure, he saved my little sister but at the same time put her in much bigger danger. And then he came back to protect her, didn't he? So why, I ask again, did I end up here?

"Stop talking to yourself" I heard someone's croaked voice behind me. Shocked, I jumped from surprise and gripped my heart. I had been sure I was all alone in my cell...

"Who-who are you? " I asked, slowly turning around. I hid deeper in my corner not wanting to expose myself too much.

"I'm Marissa" the mysterious voice answered. I gulped and scanned the darkness. I couldn't see anything, nor anyone. No shadow, no figure, no anything.

"Come out! Show me your face!" I shouted finally, not being able to bear the insecurity. My voice was shaking, destroying my intended stoutness. My heart was pounding hard, filling the silence and betraying me even more... Was it finally my end? The moment when I die, to save Max? Will Max survive, if I loose myself?

"Everyone will die someday." the same voice echoed, holding me at bay. I squeezed my eyes shut and tightened my fists. The pressure of the moment was too big for me. Was I finally going insane hearing voices in my head? Suddenly I felt a soft hand being placed on my shoulder.

My eyes snapped open and I froze in place, staring with a gaping mouth at the person in front of me. The lady looked back at me, her cold, emerald locked in mine. Her complexion was a bright, almost shimmering white colour. Her fiery red locks, rested on her shoulders, streaming down her chest, covering her naked body. On both of her wrists and ankles she had a metal, heavy-looking chain, covered in clothed and fresh blood. I cringed at the view and looked back at her face. It seemed to be stoic, but I could see the obvious misery in her eyes.

I stood in place not daring to move or say something. It seemed that the cries and shouts from the neighboring cells were muted, as the silence devoured us. The lady dropped on her knee and carefully placed her head on my chest. I stared down at her, not knowing how to react, my heart beat accelerating.

"Do you hear it?" she asked finally, her voice soft and sweet. She withdrew from me, before brushing my hair aside and bringing my head closer to her. I rested my left cheek on her chest as she gently caressed the other one. "Every human has a beating heart inside of them. Every angel has a heart too. But what about the demons?" She asked, her question hovering in the air heavily.

"They don't."

Max POV

"...than there's King Lucian, he rules-"

"Wait, wait, wait" I demanded, stopping suddenly. Fang raised his eyebrow at me as I put my hands on my hips.

" Seven Kingdoms? Isn't that a little too much?" I asked incredulously. " Isn't one hell enough?"

Never before had I thought that the Underground is such a complicated structure. I always imagined it as a place full of fire or boiling tympani with atoning souls in them.

Fang sighed and slowly shook his head.

"Just like I said the first time, they are like... levels, you can say. The first one is not that bad, as you can see. It's similar to earth. The next one is worse than the previous and so on, till the last one." he explained and I nodded, understanding. This kind of reminded me of a computer game, in which you have to pass the previous levels in order to meet the boss and fight against him. But unlike the computer game, the reality provided you with only one life.

I must admit I have made a wrong decision about coming here all alone. Even though I survived in the beginning I had no idea what to do later on. Where to search for Iggy, how to save him and finally how to come back to the world of living. I hurried in order to save my brother as fast as possible, but didn't really prepare for the mission at all. I was pushed into the deep water with no hand to catch in case of an emergency. Dylan had enough time only to explain me how to get into the Underground. But the rest was up to me. It was a real salvation for me to meet Fang in here. My guide through the Hell and companion in the journey. The journey to either victory or death. In about two weeks I will be eighteen. If I won't manage to come back to Earth on time Dylan will have to interfere and then... I have no idea what will happen.

"Hey, why are you so sad? Cheer up!" Fang said, stretching the sides of my mouth into a big smile. I glared at him, not really in mood for silly games and he removed his hands.

"Aw, come on!" He whined pouting as the corners of my lips dropped down . I sighed loudly and rolled my eyes at him. How could a dead person have so much energy? At the beginning I had doubts about him joining me. I didn't trust him and I can't say that I trust him now. But as I mentioned before, I am happy to have a comrade.

I glanced at him with the corner of my eye and saw that despite my grumpy mood he was smiling. The wind blew stronger and put up his already unruly, dark hair. Without thinking, I raised my hand and ran my fingers across his fringe. His deepless, obsidian eyes caught mine and he raised his eyebrow in a questioning manner. I blushed and quickly looked away.

"So... do you have any idea of where Iggy might be?" I asked quickly in order to break the uncomfortable silence and turned my back to him. Fang approached me and wrapped his right arm around my waist before twirling me around and making me face him. I looked down, not wanting him to see my face.

"Don't know... he might be anywhere" Fang finally responded, his voice sounding a bit hurt. I grimaced and hid my face in my hands. What was I supposed to do? Dylan, you fucker, give me some sign!

"So what are we gonna do?!" I gritted, feeling more and more annoyed. "Any plan? Because I don't enjoy the idea of roaming around the hell!" I declared, almost shouting as I placed my hands on the hips. " Are there any prisons here? Place where you keep the offenders?"

Fang's eyes seemed to light up for a moment, as he thought for a while and slowly nodded his head. He wiped his dirty hands in the trousers and bit his lower lip.

" Well, yes..." he started and to my surprise took his shirt off. Instinctively, I wanted to turn away but the tattoo above his left hip caught my eyes. I approached him and touched his body, tracing my finger across the map. " But they're in Demhall- the seventh Hell."

My fingers stopped and froze in place. Demhall...? The worst place any soul could imagine? Place where pain is the only way of pleasure? Where the souls beg to be annihilated? I looked back at the map tattoo on Fang's body and realized my finger stopped pointing at the gate to seventh Hell.

Well...if it's the place where Iggy is...

Oh shit, let me say.

Sorry that's so short, next one will be longer. Hope you enjoyed it. R&R