The sacred fifty, Hell’s version of pureblood families. Some of them are ancient and go back millennia. Those fifty families are the protectors of children and animals. Some of them are family names you probably would have never believed protected children and animals.

But there is one family that is in second place and are purebloods themselves. It is a family that is known for its notorious torture of abusers of animals and children.

The InBlack family. Similar to the author of this story, but said author is the first InBlack. He created the family to protect children and animals at all costs. When he ended up in Heaven, he had been slightly disappointed as he wanted to go to Hell to torture those who abused innocent children and animals.

But one day, he defected Heaven to never be seen or heard from again… apart from the Lord and Lady of course.

The InBlack family is considered the second most pureblooded family in the sense that they protect animals and children. Since they lived in Hell for generations, they became more violent and demon-like. So after three generations, their bloodline became pure and they have been purebloods ever since, of course, there were a few half-bloods here and there but they acted more like purebloods with their protective mindset.

The first InBlack created their family crest which had the coat of arms around it. In the middle was a red eagle with glowing yellow eyes, its wings are drawn out as if flying and the claws sharp and pointy, ready to tear off skin. Their family motto was:

Protect Children Animals

Three words but effective.

Now, the first InBlack saved many children in his mortal life as a human. He killed many abusers who hurt animals and children. He gave a simple shot to the knee and head. He was also a Syndromnesian as he was Autistic. But, he did not have those views.

He had a heart of gold, but when abuse was in play in any shape and form, not even Lucifer could hold him down. InBlack could destroy mountains and make them look easy - it wasn’t. There were even rumours that Lucifer and the InBlack family share blood through a pact the first InBlack made with Lucifer, making them blood relatives.

The InBlack family only married the one’s on the sacred fifty. But even then, it was barely. The InBlack’s are known for serious mega–inbreeding.

Albeit, living in Hell, you lose your morals very easily. So it was no surprise, some would say it would be beneficial. Usually, inbreeding leads to diseases and other kinds of issues, but demons usually only get angry, lustful, depressed, and hateful.

Anger is very much valued in Hell in a very unhealthy way, but every kingdom has its flaws. Lucifer wasn’t doing anything to stop it either. As long as they are loyal to him, protect children and animals, they could do whatever they fuck they like to put it immensely bluntly.

*

He was running, his hands were clenched to fists as if he was nothing with his arms being at a ninety-degree angle. His legs, on the other hand, were running so fast that he was sure he would trip over soon. It was bound to happen.

The leaves under his shoes made countless noises, drawing his pursuers to him. The trees surrounded him in this forest, but one mistake and he would be facing a punishment worse than death. He knew it.

He had been warned before but he never listened.

The sky was black with the stars showing without the beautiful moon. The air was chilly, making his lungs almost freeze but he was running and sweating gallons.

”Must … reach … the … border!” He told himself as he panted for every leaf crunch he heard. His running never ceased even if he felt like he was about to collapse. He knew they were behind them.

It had been a job, a simple job for someone who is a professional. Yet, he underestimated them, causing him to be caught off-guard.

’How foolish of me.’ He thought.

He was wearing a black trench coat and pants. His shoes were formerly black but we’re now stained in dark red. A second mistake, how many mistakes did he even do tonight!? He was not even meant to be caught!

He saw that there was a clearing up a hill that was a few kilometers away from him. All he needed to do was run up the hill and he would be back to where he should have been a few hours ago.

His hands were covered in black leather gloves, protecting him from accidentally leaving fingerprints. Now, he could not exactly jeopardize his country, could he?

”Next time, I will be better. Shitting Hell, this was harder than expected.” He muttered to himself quietly as he heard footsteps behind him getting closer.

He ran up the hill and was just a few small steps away from his home, his pride and joy. The stars shone with pure whiteness, covering the earth with its holy vitamin. The breathing intensified and the running became faster.

He made it! He had finally made it! He was inside of his homeland! It was no problem for him finally! He walked away from where the checkpoint was but he did glance back and was met with a horrific sight.

The ones who had chased him on foot were now destroyed. Not dead, destroyed. Blood was splattered all over the ground, spinal cords were ripped to pieces! Holy Hell!

He would have felt sick to his stomach if he had been human or a fellow none-disabelic. But he had a disability like everyone else in his glorious home nation. A nation where those with disabilities do not have to live in fear. Those without it in his opinion are just plain disgusting. How dare they call themselves the same as those with disabilities!?

They should know who is their superior. Who helped them by accident, might I add, create their whole planet? The Syndromnesians of course!

Without the Syndromnesians, those without disabilities would not even exist which should be the case …

The man turned around and headed in the direction of the town off Richve. The town had been built together within days and that was quite impressive for those who have OCD.

Well, they are the best ones for the job as they are addicted to making sure that everything is perfect. Everything from homes, schools, offices, and the nation as a whole!

The man got out from the woods and was met with a town that had old-style buildings with gardens where they grew their own vegetables and fruits. The houses were aligned like a ship if you stared from above. The road in and out of the town was wide enough for cars to bypass others.

The roads were made from green metal oil. It was a strange oil and metal that could only be found on their planet, but Adam and Eve were in a capsule that was filled with it and could last a million years.

The green metal oil was mostly used to create roads for Syndromnesians so they could drive at night and so their truckers could see while they drove. The green oil slowed in the dark so brightly, no one would ever be tired.

It could also be used as a metal to create weapons of mass destruction. Weapons that could make Earth look like Syndromnesia, a blood-red planet with sands that were lifeless with no sky to look at.

The man shook his head from his musings and walked down a path that would lead him to a facility that he was working for. The facility was made from very expensive obsidian that is said to be hard to come by but that wasn’t true. It was easy to come by if you knew where to look.

The facility has a vehicle entrance with two large doors, one to enter and the other to exit. The building was hard to describe as it was coal-black and the man had only ever been there during the night. He knew the layout of the facility pretty well.

The walls of it were made from red diamonds and the floors were made from platinum with very expensive tiles. The hallways had many different offices to the left and right and all of them were always busy because of the plans they have for the humans.

The man laughed with mockery in his laugh.

He walked past houses to the right that had families sleeping or preparing to sleep and the man walked with brisk steps as he made his way for the facility.

”Holy crap.” The man said as he saw the facility come into his view. The facility was larger than he remembered.

*

The bodies around Hell were scary to think about. In communist regimes, it was not uncommon to see it. But it was Hell, the worst place to ever exist for child and animal abusers that is. Hell was a million times worse than North Korea in that respect.

Lucifer sometimes used those abusers as examples of what will happen with the others if it ever happened that the abusers would try to rebel against the regime. Orion knew this very well. He had seen it first hand happen when the abusers tried to flee the kingdom. Not that they would ever make it out alive.

There was a military organization that could be considered a terror group by the abusers because of the cruelty the group Orion is thinking about, have done. The very group he is thinking about fights like animals and is known to have shown no mercy to anything except for children, animals, and their families if they have treated them kindly that is.

The group is known as Death By The Blade, they are “wanted” by Heaven but all the families, animals, and children just smile when they hear the group. They have heard the atrocities they have committed but they knew the reason why they happened. They were hoping that if they killed and tortures the abusers, then the abusers wouldn’t go to heaven and the children and animals would never have to see such vile human beings.

The families smirked at one of the members who was looking for an abuser of children and he looked at them confused, really confused. He then shrugged and went on with his day but on the inside, he had been screaming. If they had known the truth then it had meant that the children and animals had witnessed the violence! That was not good!

Orion chuckled as he thought about it. He could just see it in front of him: one of the members just silently screaming after finding out that the children and animals had willingly watched their propaganda videos in hopes of recruiting followers of their beliefs and ideologies.

They did not want to scare the children or the animals with their evil propaganda literally showcasing how they cut people’s heads off and blowing things up! That is what had made the follower so concerned and Orion knew this because it was one of his best friends, Alexander Blanco.

Alexander Blanco was known in Heaven and had even been to “prison” there. What he was not aware of was that the children animals and families knew why he was inside of the “prison” and always smiled when he walked down the clouds of Paradise. He had been in “prison” those times because he had assaulted child and animal abusers and the list went down longer than Santa Clauses’ wishlist.

Even with all of those “charges”, he was always welcome everywhere by everyone. They treated him with kindness and respect. He always showed them kindness and even though he believes he is stealthy, God always sees when he sneaks off into Hell and reports to the other members of his organization about who is an abuser and not.

Now, the organization’s version of Paradise is that because the children and animals can be happy for the rest of their days, they themselves can serve King Lucifer for all eternity. They did not do the things they do for fame or money, they did it because they love the children and animals and believe that they as demons should do the one thing no animal or child should do.

And since they are demons, they do not feel remorse for what they do. And why should they feel remorse for removing filth?

Orion grinned as he walked down a few empty streets that were covered in blood and bodies. The bodies had prisoner clothing which meant that those unlucky fellows had been executed by the organization. The buildings had some holes in them with organs being ripped out from some of them.

They showed no mercy to their enemy, the enemy did not deserve mercy in their eyes. They hurt children and animals, why should they even show any kind of mercy? They should be happy that they even got a chance to run.

Orion did not know the rest of the group so well but he did know that one of them had defected Heaven after they had threatened a child molester that if he did not turn himself in he would be in a world of pain. Pain that was not pleasant. What Orion did know about that particular threat was that the families smirked at one of the informants who were there.

The sky was grey and the stone and buildings were blood red with a feeling of dread whichever the weapon was pointed at. Orion was a tall six foot two with silky grey hair and yellow eyes that sometimes turned coal black. He was wearing a white hoodie, green jeans, and yellow sneakers.

He was on his way to meet a few members of the group and he was quite looking forward to it. He had become a member of the news program that goes on in Heaven. After Lucifer allowed people to enter the kingdom, many were interested in seeing Hell and even traveling there with their families. It was his job to inform everyone up there what was going on in Hell and who had done what.

But he was also looking for someone. A woman in Heaven had asked Orion if he could find a man who called himself Red Eagle. The man is the woman’s husband. He had defected a few thousand years ago and she needed to know that he was okay. The woman’s name was Emily.

Orion had promised to find him and that is what he was doing. He had a feeling that he was with the same particular group he was meeting that very day. They were usually by the zones where there is “war”. The screams of torture were getting louder ... had Orion heard it before? If so, he had not registered it.

The group was known for being very aggressive but only to the ones they did not like and it was clear who they didn’t like. They were most likely torturing some abuser who deserved it. He had always wondered why the Lord forgave everyone but he did know the answer to that already. If King Lucifer was snatching those souls and torturing them endlessly, it is clear why the Lord is very wary of telling demons anything about the abusers being in Heaven.

Orion turned a corner and there, he saw a group of fifty men torturing six abusers senselessly. They were using chainsaws, pickaxes, and even a leaf that hurts so much from touching it that you would want to kill yourself. It can be found in Australia under the name Moroides.

Orion walked closer to them, not wanting to spoke them. He could see their cruelty in what they were doing but at the same time, he felt a sense of comfort knowing that they did it not for their pleasure, but for the safety of the children and animals. They sort of take revenge without telling anyone but the Lord always informs them.

He recognized one of them who was wearing a bandana and hitting an animal abuser with such force, Orion was afraid that the head would fall off. There was blood all under the men who were doing the torturing. They had vehicles that were made from demonic steel and had their mark on it which was a black background with light red people coloured all over it with rifles and with their name under but it must have been written in Parseltongue, the one from Harry Potter because Orion could not read it at all.

Orion whistled lightly to grab their attention and they all turned to him. It was a frightening sight, seeing trained soldiers who could easily kill you if you did the wrong thing. Orion thought he would be threatened with being thrown out of the area but to his surprise, they were the ones who panicked, they threw the men into the back of their vehicles and one of them sped down the road and took a right out of sight.

One of them, presumably their leader, took down his bandana and bowed to Orion in absolute respect which shocked Orion. He thought he would have not been welcome. The others in the group did the same and Orion felt like he should do so himself. He did it as well which surprised the demons but did not object.

“Hello and welcome to Hell, my name is Mark and I lead this part of the group known as Death By The Blade. I did hear that someone from Heaven would interview us for the news station up there?” Mark sounded uncertain, while Orion was trying to figure out if Mark was his real name.

It wasn’t that he did not believe it. He knew that some of the demons had normal names that humans used as well which he thought was pretty cool if you look at the fact that they are demons. Why would they want normal human names? Well, Hell is a pretty big kingdom by endless miles ...

Orion smiled. “Yes, my name is Orion I am here to see what goes on inside of the kingdom if that is alright by you?” He knew that there would be some things that the demons would try to hide from the curious eyes of Heaven and Orion respected that. They wanted a true paradise for the children and animals and they wanted nothing in return, it was understandable why they wanted to try and keep some secrets buried deep within their own regime.

If there was one thing Orion knew was that if you were an abuser in Hell, then you better hope that the Lord can help you somehow.

Author's Note

It was months ago since I came with an update and here it is!