What if I refuse

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  • Published: 14 May 2013
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Thousands of years in the future the world has been transformed. The ruthless System rule the planet. At age sixteen you are chosen for heaven or for hell. To make a perfect society, those chosen for Hell are killed and banished there, far away from the rest of the world. Once in Hell, you must fight to keep your humanity, although Hell has a way of turning you into a monster. But what if everyone there isn't evil. My name is Marina, and I was chosen to become a monster and stripped of my humanity. But what if I refuse.


3. demon

                  I woke up, feeling strangely different. It was almost as if I wasn't really there. I reached my hand up to scratch my chest but stopped, gasping in horror, my hand pausing at my heart. I felt nothing under my fingertips. No pulse, nothing. That extractor gun the guards used must have killed me. I guess, you probably need to be dead to enter Hell. I sat up groggily and looked around. The first thing I noticed was the smell of burning flesh, I gagged and vomited. I then noticed Jayce, lying at my feet still unconscious. I reached over and shook him awake, his body tensed for a moment until he realized that it was me.


                 As I looked around, I saw fire and ashes, and the sky was a deep disturbing shade of red. I also thought, that there were screams in the distance.

"Marina," Jayce said suddenly. I looked up at him.

"Have you heard the stories of Hell?" he asked and I shook my head.

"Well," he continued. "I heard that there are demons here, people like us who lost their humanity, that hunt down the newcomers. If they get their venom inside us, it will make us go insane, just like them. Although, I heard, that if you stab a demon in where it's heart, should be it becomes a slave for the Devil council. And they can also take any form they want."

       I shivered slightly thinking about them. Jayce was now rummaging through the remains of a charred hut. He turned when he had found what he was looking for, a pair of swords. He tossed a slightly reddish one in my direction and instinctively, I gave a small cry, even though the blade hadn't a hope of touching me. Jayce laughed slightly as I bent to pick it up. It was heavy and cold to touch and I disliked the sword instantly.

        I slid the sword into a gold sheath Jayce had found, which was strapped tightly to my belt. The pair of us started walking, although we had no idea where to go or what exactly we were looking for. After hours of walking through the remote, fiery planes we rested by a broken down hut. Jayce thought that it would be a good idea to build something out of the remains of it so that we could sleep somewhere that wasn't entirely out in the open. We tried and failed dismally at making anything worth sleeping in from the remains. In the end we decided to sleep in the open. He said that I could sleep first and he would stand guard. It was quite strange, I thought, that we needed sleep even though we weren't exactly alive. I lay my head down and exhaustion took over so I drifted off. 

   "Marina," a voice shouted at me. I snapped my eyes open. Jayce was standing in front of me, and it was clear by the look on his face that something was horribly wrong.

"What is it?" I asked, not sure if I really wanted to hear the answer.

"Demons," he answered, and pointed towards two huge creatures that were making their way towards us swiftly. He grabbed my arm and pulled me to my feet, and we set off running. Luckily, I still had my sword with me, and I'm pretty sure Jayce did as well.

     We were running as fast as our legs could take us, but the demons had gained on us and we were forced to turn and fight. I drew my sword from it's sheath and swung it just in time to slash the demons stomach. It howled in pain, but the wound healed itself in seconds. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jayce battling with the other demon, and then I remembered that I had to stab the creatures chest. I plunged the sword forward blindly, and it hit home. As I drew it from the demons chest, it shrieked and roared, falling to the ground, where it vanished altogether. I sunk to the floor, feeling dizzy with shock and relief.



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