Angels, spirits, ghosts, and demon are no different from each other, they all have many things in common that gave them their names, story, and even ways to communicate with them. Everyone thinks that when a person dies his or her soul would be taken by the Lord in the sky or the Lord in the ground, but they are wrong on that belief and theory. If a human had made contact with a demon, spirit, or angel those creatures would either guild them or take the soul of their victim. I was one of these people at the age of nine when I first talked to a demon named Zeal, he was a hell knight to one of Satan's generals in hell.

Zeal wasn't that bad when we first talked through a mirror, that was a one way through Earth. Years had passed after our first conversation and we became friends, Zeal was a peaceful demon that only attacks if he's been threatened or if someone was picking on me. Sad to say I died at the age of 19, how I died was in the hospital. I don't know the rest because Zeal had done me a favor on wiping out the memory of my death, family, and my past life. It was the best though since remembering the past might bring you down into depression, but on the bright side of losing memories is that everyone can make new ones.

Right now you're probably wondering what am I doing as I speak on what happened to me... Well, let me tell you that I'm just resting on the ground letting the flames of hell bathe me as I lay down. It may seem that the flames can burn anything it touches, let me tell you the truth for me and demons, it doesn't. Though I suppose I spoke more than doing stuff like escaping from hell, so I'll start doing that.

I sat up straight letting the yellow flames slide off of my cloak like raindrops on a leaf, my name is Justin, the heartless man without a heart only a soul to replace it. The clothes I'm wearing is a black cloak along with black pants, shirt, leather gloves, and boots. What, you thought my hair was black as well? No, it's dark brown nowhere near the color black.

Hell can be well described by people's imagination of what it looks like, scary, full of flames, and on and on. I am a demon though, with a human soul, the demon body changed into my human body, except when it did that I had no clothes. It was pretty embarrassing to have no clothes in a place full of demons. Zeal had gotten me clothes in his own closet when this first happened, he was a cool demon cares about what I do and my choice of becoming an actual demon or the opposite. He taught me the transformation of shifting back into demon and human, after that he taught me how to fight with hell's energy and its weapons. The guy cares about me and would even turn his back against his demon brothers and sisters.

Now we plan on leaving to the world where I am safe on making my own decisions and away from Earth and its humans. Zeal never told me what this world is, but I trust him that has no other beings that know about humans. I was excited about this even though no demon in hell knows about me living in its flaming world. Yes, no demons know who I am or about my existence in this dimension, but they'll know when Zeal and I make a run for it.

I got to my feet from sitting on the dark crimson colored ground and snuck my way to Zeal's home. The place was like a carved cave on the outside, but the inside looked like it was built by ancient Egyptian builders. It was on big as a four room apartment with an underground blacksmith. I entered the cave and walked in the main room of this cave, there was only stone furniture in this cave and light was hell's fires. Zeal was preparing the plan on destroying the portal to this place called "Tartarus" so that demons from hell won't follow us. The place was like a second hell except it's not that populated like our is, its population is lower than five hundred thousands of cursed souls and demons.

Now I'm waiting for Zeal to return home while I just sit down on the stone couch and stare up at the carved stone ceiling. I have my own weapon in case things goes south, the weapon I have was a greatsword its width was six inches, length is six feet, and the material it was made from was obsidian, a soul of a dragon, and my blood. It was a custom made from Zeal, he said if I want to protect myself I needed a weapon to do so, and here it is a blood bond weapon. Zeal's was a gift from his general, it was a demonic sword that has one blade edge on it. The length of it was four feet long and the width of the blade was three inches, it may not be amazing, but the power of hell energy makes it a dangerous weapon.

This entire place was my home for the past hundred years making me a hundred nineteen years old, sometimes I keep mistaking myself as a nineteen-year-old teen that just has no aging issues. Zeal was... I don't know how old Zeal is so forgotten that. Silence filled the entire cave while I started to drift into a daydream until a heavy sound of footsteps stops me from doing so. Taking a small glance to the left side of me to see Zeal was in his demon form, two black horns pointing back, grey leather wings with holes in them, red glowing eyes, grey skin, and steel armor on his chest, arm, and legs. He seems to be in a good mood about something, curious on what has him in a good mood.

"Zeal, what's with the look man?" I asked and got up on my feet still staring at him. He tossed a small black crystal at me that caused me to catch it. I looked at the crystal and made my eyes widen, the crystal was a small portal device that allows demons to travel into different hells and even on Earth if they wanted to." What are you going to use this for?"

"I'm using it actually." Zeal said answering my question about the crystal. I toss it back at him and smiled knowing that Zeal will use it." When you enter through the portal I'm going to destroy it and use this crystal to travel to Tartarus."

The plan he made up doesn't sound that bad, to begin with, but the demons would try to stop me from reaching this portal to this "Tartarus." I have faith in Zeal, he lived in hell for god knows how many years he lived here, even if the plan starts going to down in the ditch there is always a backup plan. Zeal can't be seen helping me on my escape so he would be chasing me, but also help at the same time.

I put on my hoodie, on this cloak, over my head and nodded for approval of the start of this big mission of ours. Zeal nods back with a grin and walked out of the cave, he would give me five minutes to run to the gates of realms, after the five minutes are up he would chase me down and also activate a small flashing light where the portal is at. I plug my earphones in my ears and began to play "Fight Like Hell" by JT Machinima, they make great rap songs of games and other things.

Today is going to be very interesting and bloody day after I escape from hell itself. Not wasting a single minute, I ran out off the cave and towards the gates of realms to find this portal. I jumped on a platform to another platform and ran again on solid ground until I had to grind rail on giant chains, that were connected to center of hell. Not many demons were around meaning they were in the center of hell watching new sinner's souls fight each other for their entertainment, and that Satan himself is out collecting dead people souls. All of this was getting a bit too easy as the center island land was getting closer by the second, things should be difficult once I get all the demons attention on where I am. Once I drew close to ground I jumped off the chain and ran toward the battle arena, the gate of realms was further away just the arena was just in the way of getting there.

I had probably wasted two minutes of running towards the arena the only place to actually entertainment for demons. Barging in the front gate of the stadium to a hallway to one of the upper tiles of rows of watching the fight. I made my way to the center of this huge stadium. Sounds of shrieks, screams, roars, and laughs as I drew closer to the center of this place. Turning at every one-way hall to another I found myself on two floors up from the ground and at the exit to the arena. Two minutes were left after spending a minute of running through halls and now I can create havoc and be on a killing spree if anything gets in my way.

I walked over to an imp and stood by him, he didn't even notice that I was right next to him until I grabbed his head with my left hand and slammed his head into the red slab wall. His blood splatters on the wall and on the front of my cloak and the hood. The entire stadium went dead silence after what I did, I let go of the dead imp's head and ran towards the other side of the arena. A huge uproar filled the atmosphere as every demon in this stadium chase after me. I made half of the way to the other side until a hell knight got in my way, it swiped its claws at me as I slid between its legs and continued on running.

Demons that were long range either thrown or fired at me as I ran pass multiple demons on my way to the other side of the stadium, but some of those nearly hit me. They all can be very ignorant, not thinking straight when they fight. I reach the other side of the stadium and ran inside the place avoiding being hit or stun by demons attacks. The halls one way turns helps me navigate my way outside of the stadium, it can be very helpful, but at the same time can fuck you over. Roars and screeches of demons told me that they were getting close, but not close enough to catch sight of me.

'One last turn.' I drew close to a turn in the halls now avoiding claw hands that started popping out from the walls slowing me down to a jog. My breathing was now heavy pants as I started to jog my way to the turn, even in a demon body it still has lungs for breathing. Each claw hands try swiping at me trying to at least slow me down or to wound me.

"Five minutes are up Zeal is chasing me now." I indicate as the demons are now getting a bit too close, I started gaining spent into my jog then into a full sprint. The hands in the walls started reaching out to me trying to grab my cloak, some of them nearly had a grasp on my cloak, but only to be pulled out from their grip. I reach the other side of the stadium to the main ground, lava cracks were in the ground, pillars of rocks started from the ground all the way up the to a dark red clouded sky. Dozens of unwilling demons scatter most of the area of work and slavery, they were a type of demon that possessed humans and changed their appearance.

I may have to kill at least a few of them that stands in my way, the gate of realms was at the far right corner of hell making it seven minutes of travel on foot. Not wasting a single minute on standing in front of the stadium I made a mad dash to the far side of hell, any unwilling that stood in my way was either shoved out of the way or smashed their heads in a rock or ripped a limb off of one and use it to kill one of them. My cloak was nearly color in crimson blood as each demon that stood in my way blood splatters on me, but that all ended from hearing an ear-piercing screech.

"Well, now I know Zeal is near," I muttered under my breath. Zeal is closer to me than the other demons, they were probably four minutes away from me. I stopped running and reached both my hands up waiting for Zeal to grab me and give me a lift. Sounds of wings made it clear that Zeal was by me, a heavy force with speed in it, swooped me off the ground into the air.

"I'm going to throw you in the portal!" He informed me as we drew near the gate of realms, it was a big place that was heavily guarded by walls and a gate bigger than the stadium I exited out off. We flew past the way and towards the room full of portals leading into many realms.

"So plan "A" failed!?" I asked, wondering what had happened to the plan. He didn't answer my question about the plan of plan "A", plan "A" was just me running in the gate of realms and through the portal, but He threw me through the portal! "Jackass!"

Bright tunnel of light blinded me as I made my way through the portal to Tartarus. My eyes adjusted to the bright of the tunnel showing at the end a marble floor. I flew out of the bright tunnel and landed face first on the marble floor sliding across to my unknown destination. My nose might have broken from the landing on the hard marble floor, to tell the truth, it hurts like hell...no puns intended.

A painful groan escaped from me, I lift myself up from the marble floor and felt my nose snap back into place. I looked around to see where I am, the entire place was like a fancy room with a king size big, but bigger. A mirror by the drawer at the left of the room, closet by the bed, and a fireplace five feet to the right of the room's bathroom door. I would have observed more of the room, but a knock on the door interrupted me.

Shit, I look again around the room to find a place to hide, there are three choices I have. One hide under the bed and hope the person on the other side of the door doesn't see me, two hides in the closet, three hides in the bathroom. Another knock on the door tells me that the person is beginning to impatient of waiting. The door began to open, and I hid underneath the bed and peek out. My breath was caught from seeing the person behind the door was a dark blue horse like woman wearing a navy blue royal dress, black waist band with different moon phases on it, a black princess' crown, and a black necklace with a crescent moon on it.

"We hope sister would like this gift of ours." The woman horse said and walked further into the room with a cake slice of banana cake in a blue glow around them along with a yellow present with a pink tie on it. She placed the plate on the bed along with the present before leaving. Once she left the room I crawled out from under the bed and got back up on my feet, I was glad that she didn't check under the bed to see if anyone was under it.

Things could have gotten a lot weirder at that moment, but it was best not complain about what the woman was. A low growl from my stomach forced me to look at the cake. It looked delicious by its looks, I picked up the plate with my left hand and grab the cake with my right. I felt myself drooling at the sight of the cake. I brought the cake up to my mouth and took a single bite of the cake made me consume the rest of it. It was the tastiest cake I had ever tasted in the past hundred years, it was probably the first cake I had eaten.

"Ahem." A female from behind me cleared her throat. I turned my head around to see a white horse like woman wearing a white royal dress, gold waist band with a purple crystal in the middle, a gold crown with the same colored crystal, and a gold necklace with the sun on it. This is what happens when you don't pay attention to your surrounds of an unknown territory, you get caught. "Can you tell me why is a pony in my room, and why he ate my cake slice?"

"... See ya bitch!" I dashed pass this woman and out through the door, she was shocked that I said that to her. I took off my earphones since the song ended seven minutes ago forcing me to listen to my surrounding.

"Hold it right there!" A white horse like man in golden armor shouted at me. I turned around to him, his eyes widen and he aimed his spear at me. It was the blood on my black cloak from demons I had killed that was still on me, not wasting a single second I ran the opposite direction of him. He started chasing me with other guards that had wings or horns, I'm beginning to think the portal didn't take me to Tartarus.

Each turn I made of each corner, the guards that were chasing me either crashed into one another or slid across the marble floor whenever they try to make a sharp turn. It would have been amusing for me to watch if I wasn't the being chased! My choice of entering a room and barricading it was now becoming my top priority of escaping. I ran inside a nearby room full of crates, armor, and weapons, the room I am in was an armory.

I pushed a crate in front of the door to prevent the guards from barging in, the door swung forward, but due to the crate in front of the door, it only allowed it to be open to a slight crack. The crate was holding the door well though I doubt it'll hold for long. I search for another way out like a window or a second door around the room, but there were no door or window only weapons on weapon racks and three jail bar windows.

'Jail break.' I raised my left hand at the middle jail bar window and used a fire spell at the metal bars. They melted from the heat of the fire, giving me time to pick out a weapon in this armory. I searched through the racks of sword, battle and war axes, spears, and daggers in search of finding a substitute weapon for Alduin. The greatsword itself takes a lot of hell energy to conjure the blade into existence, but now I have to wait until my energy recovers more. I picked up two steel longswords, with gold cross-guard and pommel, along with two scabbards with them. I tied both scabbards to my each of my waist and sheathed both blades in their scabbard, the bars had melted enough for me to squeeze through the window.

*Bam*

The guards are starting to bash the crate out of the way from the door, they'll be in a minute. I climbed out the window and started to climb up to the roof of the barracks. The sound of the door, inside the barracks, slammed opened with sounds of footsteps along with clanking armor. They'll see the melted bars that I escape through, but I didn't want to stay on find out that they see the bars. I ran on the roof to another then to the front part of this place.

"Heh, I guess I gave them a slip," I said to myself with a small giggle at the end. The entire building looks like a castle of a kingdom from where I'm at. Actually, I don't even know where I'm at right now, my surrounding was a bridge with a small river running underneath it, I could see a city ahead of me filled with horse-like people.

"There it is!" A male voice shouted from behind. I glanced behind me to see the same guards that I escaped from running towards my location, I looked back at the city and saw another squad of guards running towards me. In this situation, I would have put up a fight, but they didn't attack me first. With a quick look around I jumped off the bridge and ran along the river banks to the end of the cliff near a waterfall." It has nowhere to go, surround it!"

I turned around to see the horse men guards holding steel spears at me, this made me take a step back, but only to break off a piece of earth from the cliff. This is bad I'm at the edge of the cliff near a waterfall, that's probably 300 feet fall down, and these guys holding a spear at me like a native tribe. So yeah, really bad. They all took a step forward causing me to take a step back, I'm now considering on jumping off this cliff and pray that I don't lose too much blood in my body. I stood fully straight up to my full height before leaping of the cliff and fall to where the waterfall hits the earth.

POV Celestia

I stared blankly at nothing where the mysterious pony was at. I have never heard one of my subjects called me that, he must had been brave to call me a bitch or he must had been dumb enough to call me that! Staring at where the pony was at, a knock on the door brought me out of my trance to reality.

"Come in," I said giving the pony behind the door permission to enter into my chamber. Turning around and facing the door as it creaked open, one of my royal guards rushed into my chamber and knelt before me. Did he capture the pony that ran out of my chamber?

"Princess, I have news of an intruder that was inside the castle covered in blood," This spiked my interest and also caused me to be more concern about that pony. I never saw blood on the pony after I caught him eating my slice piece of cake, was the front part of his cloak covered in blood? if so then I could not have seen the blood on him. "We chased him through the castle's halls to the guards' barracks. The intruder blocked the door with a crate full of our armor, but when we finally barged in the barracks the intruder was gone. We search inside the castle before going outside to search around the area. One of the other guards found him. From there we chased him to the waterfall by the bridge, but when we had him cornered he did the unspeakable."

"What did he do to make it unspeakable?" I asked him a bit troubled at the news.

"He jumped off the cliff."

"WHAT!

Author's Note

Edited by Lone.

Music in story.