Warning: This chapter contains violence that may be offensive or disturbing to some readers.
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Arakna could hear the little angels breathing shaking.
"What's your name?" She asked to distract him.
"Micaleb," he replied.
"I'm Arakna." She stated, feeling uncomfortable. She hated trying to comfort the weak, she always felt out of place.
"Why are you friends with a demon?" Micaleb asked.
"I don't know if the term 'friend' would be appropriate, but I have a sense that I can trust him. The word 'demon' doesn't give me a sense of evil in him." Arakna replied.
Micaleb nodded, he felt the same about the silver-eyed demon. He seemed big and scary, but he didn't give off the feeling of evil like the other demons. The other demons felt as if they had taken pleasure in hurting others.
Micaleb tightened his grip, "It's starting to begin."
Arakna saw the darkness withdrawing, revealing a cottage. There was a family, a young boy who looked at least four in human years and a little girl, looking as if two.
"I was watching this family, when those demons came around."
"What am I seeing?"
"My memory, but this demon will start distorting it. He can also repeat memories you choose to forget-"
Micaleb paused and looked at Arakna, "-he'll try to hurt you. It will hurt, but don't lose your sanity." He said worrisome.
"Do we go into the cottage?" Arakna asked.
"No. He'd want us to do that. We have to ignore and push on."
Just then in front of them, the little boy had a rock, as he sat over a little lifeless body. The boy slammed the rock repeatedly into the other child as he wept and laughed at the same time, blood splattering on his face.
Arakna looked down at Micaleb who had pulled her clothes over his eyes. Poor thing probably wasn't used to the harsh reality of evil and death, she thought. It seemed that the evilness was becoming more cruel.
"Did that really happen?" Arakna asked.
Micaleb nodded, "Imagine your body being a home and your eyes were like windows. You'd have no control of your body, but you watched within your home what you were doing."
"Like a possession?" Arakna asked.
"Yes, but he can put multiple people in that state of insanity. If he wins, you'll lose control."
Arakna and Micaleb walked passed the two children when it went all black. Arakna stopped immediately.
"What's wrong?" Micaleb asked.
"We're in my cell." She replied.
"Your cell?" Micaleb asked, when he screamed, "What was that!?" As he grabbed onto Arakna.
"Sorry Micaleb, my memories are going to scare you." Arakna grumbled.
Chains clinked and slid on the floor.
"I can't see." Micaleb said scared.
Arakna put her hands out, touching the wall, "One hand on me, the other on the wall."
Micaleb touched the wall, "Are these bodies?"
His voice was trembling, Arakna could feel him shaking, "Micaleb, just focus on your steps. Can you do that for me?"
Micaleb started to whimper, he could feel decaying bodies stacked to make this wall when suddenly he heard a creak, "Who's that?"
Arakna stopped and started thinking, this isn't real, we aren't here. Sighing she grabbed Micaleb's hand, "Let's get out of here." She walked toward the door when the first step out she started falling.
Micaleb screamed as Arakna grabbed him and started flying, holding steady. Micaleb held onto Arakna desperately, "Don't let me go! Don't let me go!"
Arakna didn't understand when suddenly Micaleb was ripped from her.
"Micaleb!" She yelled. When suddenly she felt pressure, she started to sink under sheer black water, engulfing her to where she could no longer tell up from down. She felt herself panicking, when a voice told her 'Stay calm. It isn't real.' She stopped and settled her thoughts when the she was laying on the floor, but Micaleb was gone. Her fear of loneliness was creeping in. She slammed her fist into the ground, knowing it was her weakness that failed Micaleb.
Arakna looked around, suddenly red walls came up. Arakna looked at the dismembered mush of human bodies that created these walls, these walls were the last thing she saw in her despair, when there was a light at the end of the hall.
She walked out into the light, it had been so bright that it forced her to squint her eyes. She started to focus in when she realized it was Uriel facing away. No, she thought, it's not Uriel. She turned away when then Uriel's voice yelled, "Arakna!" In a very deep demonic way. She kept walking, "You're not him." She stated, when suddenly the ground caved in, making her fall again, but this time her feet landed on the ground.
"Not this time..." she mumbled to herself.
She could hear whispers talking, telling her to run away, what was she doing, giggles, and then suddenly Ian appeared.
Ian stood there, wide-eyed and terrified, he pointed to the wall where now his mother hung limp as the demon violated her.
Arakna shut her eyes, she could feel the demon inside her, it felt powerful and eager to end this all. No! She said to herself. She knew she had to keep walking, opening her eyes, she walked to an edge of a cliff. Her and Uriel used to sit at the edge and stare at the human world. It wasn't the human world this time. It was the tree of life in flames. It's once beautiful pink leaves were engulfed in flames. The white bark now was scorched black as smoke smothered the scenery. Arakna looked at the river that once flowed a crisp blue, now was crimson. The land etched with bodies ripped to pieces, with lingering scavengers.
The green-eyed demon stepped beside her.
"This is what you fear?" He asked chuckling, nodding his head.
Arakna stared at the tree of life, remembering Uriel chasing after her when they were young. He was a good friend, she thought.
She fell to her knees.
"Oh? How about this?" The demon asked, when suddenly Uriel's dead body was now in the flames of the tree, his head at the stump.
"You are one of the 13 councils of demons." Arakna said to him.
The demon looked at her in silence, then turned away, "You were once in the council of 7."
"When they spoke of the arch demons being stronger, it wasn't just about physical strength." Arakna stated while getting up.
The demon backed away in darkness, "I can kill armies by simply making them kill each other."
Arakna was again alone in darkness. She was stuck. Thing is, she wondered. Micaleb is wrong, she thought to herself. If he could have them kill each other or themselves, he was in their mind. She needed to figure out how to gain control of herself again.
"Father, help me find my way again." She said aloud.