Angel of Betrayal chpt. 6

Satan's hand rested gently on Emily's chest, feeling the rapid heart beat of the fallen angel.Lustful intent gleams in his eyes, eager and unfulfilled, Emily's eyes filled with the expectation of pain, and then...

Emily's scream pierces the thick hot air, screams so pain filled you'd think she was being tortured. But the opposite was true, Satan kissed her with tenderness, confusion coursing through Emily's mind, swirling and haunting her very thoughts. His hands were all over her body, under her clothes, carefully caressing her breasts, gently prodding her body. She struggles against the chains, scared, fear attacking her heart like an invasion of aliens, unwanted and not where it belonged. Tears well up in her eyes, little sparkling badges of the pain falling on her heart, her emotions like a void of darkness, empty and hard to see.

Her eyes glow blue as glacier ice, her natural human eye color,a color of innocence, bloody stubs of cut off wings rip through her back, the pain searing, coursing through every part of her nearly naked body, tears flowing freely down her innocent looking face.

"Stop hurting me!!!!!", a child like whining voice screams at Satan full of defiance, hate, and want. His face twists into an uncontrollable smile as he bursts into laughter, mean angry laughter, sending a sense of death to all that hear it's loud ringing tone.

"But I'm not hurting you", he says meanly,"Emily i could show you pain, i can show you hurt. I'm not causing you anything compared to what i could now am i? I could rape you, i could kill you, i could hand you over to your god forsaken father, but i haven't."

But he was wrong, his odd actions toward her hurt her more than even she knew, she wanted so much to trust...to love....

He knew it was driving her insane, making her question herself and her emotions, thinking about why, wanting so much for it to be real, love, such a senseless emotion, so painful. He laughs again and leaves a bloody winged, blue-eyed Emily sobbing on the cold and cracked floor, broken and tired.

Her heart yearning to trust, like a child to a mother,she had never had a mother, no one to hold her and tell her everything would be okay and mean it... Thinking about this she pushes aside all emotion, she won't be betrayed again, she wouldn't let it happen this time. She will not trust the King of lies. A small squeaking demon comes into the bed chamber, cleaning and such.

"You, demon, come here!" Emily says sharply, emotionlessly.

"Don't talk to me like that! i am Satan's most trusted King of hell!!!", he squeaks loudly in and annoyed tone, as if he were some kind of bad ass.

Emily bursts into a mocking laughter, unable to hold back the thought of this demon being a king of hell. He stood barely over two feet tall, big watery eyes that looked like tears flow from them often, a very skinny build, as if a hug would crack him, and loose fitting clothes. This was a King of Hell? She shakes her head at the hopeless demon.

"I am a King of Hell!! I am Paimon!! FEAR ME!!", he squeaks out loudly giving a tone tell Emily to back off, causing a new burst of laughs to explode from Emily's lips.

"Paimon? the Paimon? where is your deep voice and strong build? Oh fucking god!!", she saids out loud with a chuckle.

All of a sudden her mood changes, she grabs Paimon by his scrawny head and shoves it to the floor fiercely, wanting to crack his skull for the fun of it, to release her anger and emotion.

"Now unlock me and show me the way out of here or all my pent up emotion comes down on you", she says, putting pressure on his head with every intention of smashing it into the ground if he refused. He nods quickly, squeaking loudly his apologies to Emily.

"please, please....", his squeaks loud and jumbled. She releases him, giving him a look of warning.

"Good squeaky", she says as he unlocks her, she stands up and pets him on the head as though he was a mer pet, annoying him further,"Now show me out of here."

He nods and opens a door, nodding for her to follow. She smiles and heads after Paimon, trending softly, she mustn't be found out....

They creep down a long hallway, winding, like a snake. Perfect description, She would forever think of Satan as a snake, untrustworthy and winding. They then rush down the stairs, twisting and turning like unpredictable fate, Paimon looking scared and weak as he crawls out of a small crack in the wall, motioning for Emily to follow.

A loud clang comes from the bed chamber as Satan finds his bride to be missing.

"AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!", a loud roar can be heard even on earth by the extra sensitive people, shaking the ground, completely demolishing places of the earth with earthquakes.

Emily scampers out the hole in the castle's exterior. Pulling out a heavy brick she bludgeons Paimon with it, knocking him unconscious. She then picks him up and runs toward a demon filled cavern, knowing right where she hid it the last time she was here... Knowing it was untouched...

She dashes pass angry, blind demons as the sniff the air, trying to catch their meal. She throw Paimon to the back of the cave and does a back flip over the wall of demons blocking her path. Scrapped, like a rose that attacked itself, our beautiful angel digs with her bare hands into scalding hot dirt, the burning sensation like anesthetic to her wounded emotions. Finally she digs up three vials of holy water, crisp and clear, the cleanest thing Emily had ever seen. The only clean thing she had ever seen in all of her years.

She busts the vial on herself and grabbing Paimon she disappears...

Back to the mortal world...