Inferno Tale

Those were the last words of that stranger I had ever given the benefit of the doubt to remember. I don't know why - where his words just so significant that I had to cherish each part? Regardless, that stranger is gone now; 'dead' is what my father said; 'missing' was all my mother ever retorted back. It was obvious which of the whom favorite him the most, and after learning about my genetic bonds with this stranger; a conversation where my father had let it slip out, I was lead to believe that he was out there, and I intended to find him.

I was in a small town by the name of Ebott, I remember when this place used to be a village. My mother would take me here just to get us away from h.e.l.l. Not that I didn't like h.e.l.l, but I didn't care for it either; my mother was the only reason I had a small chance at experiencing human life. My father was always against the idea - he always told me my mother was using me like a foot soldier. He told me in her eyes I was expendable - she could always have another, but she just wanted the one she lost back.

I'm not dumb, I know all she's doing is using me. I don't mind it neither, since we share a common interest. Then again, my father isn't all that innocent as well - but that's a story for another day; I'm getting off track here.

My sources led me to believe my brother was here. If they were relevant - then he should still be here. I could only go off vivid descriptions of what he looked like as a child, but two noticeable facts stood out to me. He had arctic blue eyes and blue-black hair. That wasn't common in my bloodline - we all have crimson-garnet red eyes and black hair. Mom said it came from his father's side - that we weren't fully related, only partly. However, using this I feel is more than enough information to find him.

As I pa.s.sed a alleyway, I heard the sounds of fighting. I took a peek down the alley out of curiosity - seeing a group of males encircling a young girl - maybe around their age - kicking her in her ribs and punching her in the face. Humans were truly despicable; commit heinous deeds and blame it on us demons and devils. While they're partially true; it's their fault for having weak wills. All we do is give them that little extra push, it's their choice to listen to us or not. I would have turned to ignore them, but the girl they encircled felt strangely familiar to me.

For a second, I thought I saw her with auburn-brown hair...and a green and yellow jumper...My heart stopped beating. Whilst looking for my brother, I found her instead. I walked down the alleyway, preparing to confront them. One of the guys noticed me, and turned to face me - which caught the other guys' attention too.

"You lost or something'?" The guy asked me. I continued walking forward, my sights on the girl

"Get lost pal." The one who shoved me threatened. I merely looked up at the guy, with my crimson red eyes flas.h.i.+ng in his direction. The guy raised a brow in confusion.

"What do you want? Money? I said get lost freak!" He yelled at me again, going to shove me once more.

Before he did, I thrust my into his gut, a knife appearing in my hand as I penetrate his abdomen with it. The guy grunted and bent down in pain - allowing me to move up and whisper in his ear.

"Don't. Ever. Touch me."
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I roughly ripped the knife out his gut and tossed him to the side. The other guys looked at me stunned, but mostly prepared for a fight - bringing out their weapons; bra.s.s knuckles, switchblades, using the chain necklaces on their necks to wrap around their knuckles'. I stared at them all with a blank stare.

"If you don't want to end up like him. Get out of my way." I spoke up. The guys chuckled as they all looked at me.

"Kid. You're gonna regret that." One guy said darkly. With that, he charged at me. I sidestepped out the way of his punch - when he came to punch me again; I grabbed his fist and threw him over my shoulder. I brought him up into a choke hold and slit his throat with my knife, blood squirted out as he choked on the red substance, like the other I pushed him to the ground as well.

"Get that motherf.u.c.ker!" Another guy exclaimed, as two more charged at me - letting loose "mighty" battle cries. I scoffed, as one thrust their switchblade at me. I use my telekinesis to keep his knife suspended in the air. When another tried to hit me with their bat, I grabbed it before he hit me with it.

I made the switchblade rotate around, against the guy's will, and plunged it deep into his throat. I switched my attention onto the guy with the bat, and ripped the bat out of his hands and used it to mercilessly beat him to a pulp with it. When he was a b.l.o.o.d.y stain on the ground, I threw the bat on his corpse and stepped over the other with the switchblade in his throat.

"Quit s.c.r.e.w.i.n.g around and kill that kid!" The guy, who I a.s.sumed was the leader, scowled irritably. This time, three of them came to attack me. I softly chuckled, as I dodged one guys punch, grabbing his arm and breaking it. One guy with a metal pipe attempted to hit me with it, but I pulled the guy with the broken arm beside me and had him take the hit for me. I threw him against the ground and used my hand to puncture the guy with the metal pipes' chest and rip his heart out. I crunched the muscle into a b.l.o.o.d.y mess, as the guy fell down dead.

"You b.a.s.t.a.r.d!!!" A guy with a crowbar shouted and charged at me. I grabbed the crowbar before it hit me, and push kicked him against the wall of a building in the alleyway. I used the crowbar and lodged it into the guy with the broken arm's head. Then I pulled my focus away and appeared in front of the guy who had the crowbar and grabbed his throat, holding him up in the air.

I had him stare at me as I slowly choked the life out of him. When his struggling body turned inanimate and dangled loosely in my grip, I threw the corpse to the ground - focusing on the leader. Who used my distraction to his advantage and grabbed the girl he was beating and used her as a hostage, holding a gun against the side of her head. I stopped and stared at him, as he stared back. I could feel the fear and antic.i.p.ation that his emotions drew, he tried to fight it, but those nervous feelings made themselves visible on his face. It was oddly delightful, to see someone believing himself to be placed so high...dropped down so low.

"D-Don't come any closer..." He threatened. "I'll blow her brains out. I swear to G.o.d!" He exclaimed, shaking her which caused her to grunt.

"Ah. So you do believe in G.o.d." I spoke up, the leader shot me a confused yet nervous expression. I gave him a rather cynical smirk. "I'm sure mother will have a h.e.l.l of a time torturing you~" I replied, snapping my fingers as fire appeared at the guys' feet.

The leader yelped, pus.h.i.+ng the girl away as he attempted to put his feet out. This proved futile as the flames continued to spread, up to his knees, then joining at his hands - up to his wrists...engulfing his gut and making its way up to his chest. He screamed in fear...in pain...in agony...as nothing but a burnt and chiseled skeleton was left behind. Even so, that didn't last long, as soon as the skeleton dropped to the ground - it broke into pieces, with some of those pieces disintegrating into ash. I pulled out my phone, finding my mother on my contacts before sending her a quick text.

"Happy mothers' day."

"Uh...e-excuse me..." The girl spoke out. I turned to face her, with my natural cold and stoic expression which seemed to cause her to anxiously shutter a bit. "W-What are you?" She asked fearfully.

"Shosuke. Prince of h.e.l.l." I responded.