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Axtrix stops, smelling Lilian in the shadows then sighed. He looks her way with a flat look. He rolls his eyes slightly at her stealth position, rubbing his temples for a moment before walking down the hallway. "You can get to the ballroom if you walk passed two right turns then go to the left then turn right and go through the large double doors." He states, just in case she wanted to check it out. He kept walking down the hall before taking a sharp right. He didn't have time to deal with the new girls right now, and he really didn't like to babysit.

His eyes where ice as they glided over his marble skin. "it doesn't really concern you to where I am going now does it"His voice held the same iciness but with a sharper edge. He leans against a wall crossing his arms, looking her up in down. "what does he see in this one? I've seen better" he mutters under his breathe, before sighing. "is there anything else you need" he glares grabbing a white rose from a close vase and smelling it.

he put the rose back in its bed of thorns and petals and sighed slowly rubbing his temples. He slowly stretches his lean muscled back breathing deeply. Turning on his heels he breathes deeply running a pale hand through his hair. he walks steadily down the hall shaking his head all the way down ten different halls before stopping at a painting of a demon ripping off the wings of an angel. He glared up at it with intence eyes slowly taking a white glove off his right hand and running black nail polished fingers down the sharp edges of the thick dark paint.

Axtrix opened his mouth showing his pure white fangs glistening with venom. A painful gasping ripped from his throat as his eyes turned a dark black showing no color or even the white. He fell to his knees squeezing his now black eyes shut. A tattoo that London couldnt really see started to glow a hazy violet mixed with what looked like black ink. He let out a hissing snarl as the glowing light slithered up his fingers and sliding up the painting bringing it to life. The bell-like screaming of the angle echoed through the large mansion as the demoned hissed angrily, its claws ripping into the wings. The claws of the demon threw the blood stained wings away and started to rake the angels back like a knife in butter. the angels wings started to turn an ashy gray and the crumbling feathers started to fall off the bone of the wing, while the angels blood splattered agains the picture like a mirror. Finally the demon let up, pulling the tourchured angel to its feet, pushing it against a red hot stone. the angel cried in pain as the demon sunk its canines into its neck, before letting the angel crumble to the ground and perching on a higher rock watching intently. slowly the angel rolled onto its back gasping for the air that would not come. a look of horror struck the angels face as his hand touched the bite mark. He began to shriek more horrified this time as black tattoos emerged from the wound slithering across his body like living shackles. His skin started turning an ashy grey as his eyes became black as tar. his fingers fraked into the stony earth as large black talons ripped from his finger tips. His blonde hair began turning a midnight black and black disgusting scars ripped at his bicepts. he rolled onto his stomache ripping into the gravely dirt as he screamed in pain. bone started to rip from his shoulder blades emerging from the black pools of blood. the bone stretched up forming new wings this time black feathers grew from the newly formed skin and a wicked grin formed across the perched demons face. slowly the dark angelic creature stood up wincing as his newly formed wings began to flutter. Black ooze dripped from his tarry eyes and his lips began to pull up in a phsycotic grin showing his new sharp needle teeth. slowly the demon walked foreward opening his long body length black coat. inside stood a small human male child who tentively walks out from the demons embrace right when a blue full moon emerges from blood red clouds. the dark angel looks up and sighs happily with a newly formed smirk. slowly the moon turns a red tinted black as the dark angel lightly puts his hands on the boys shoulders. suddenly the angel becomes a ghostly figure billowing like a dark cloud behind the boy. The little boy begins to scream fearfully as he breathes in the dark mist doubling over on his hands and feet. the demon smiles after the boy stops struggling and lifts him to his feet. slowly the little boy looks up with a sadictive expression. black horns rip from his pale forhead as his teeth become sharp and his eyes become black pools dripping dark oozing tar. His once tan skin becoming a pale grey. suddenly the child lunges forward swallowing everything and the picture is now all black with no more figures. the picture slowly stretches wide in length mor like a door and slowly the black vanishes producing a dark hall lit with two iron tourches on either side of the opening. axtrix grabs one of the wall and heads down into the darkness leaving the last tourch behind as the frame begins to close.

This hall was different from the other halls of the mansion. Instead of black and white marble it was made up of cool grey stones that you'd expect to find in olden day castles. It stunk horribly too. Like filth, metallic blood, fire, and sweat. Axtrix stomache clenched at the stench and he couldnt help but grimace in pure disgust. his knuckles were white as he gripped harder onto the torch. he turned down many twists of hallways and as he got farther horrific screams ripped through the air and the smell got worse. rats scurried past his feet and he kicked a large white one hurtling it forward slowly it rippled into the form of a man as it hit the stone wall. Axtris snarled through his fangs as he ran with inhuman speed at the dirty filthy man. his hands clasped around the mans throat as he shoved him into the wall. "Trying to escape again I see Ephriame." he snarls in his ear. The man was covered in dirt and reeked of sweat and uncleanliness. A dark long black beard sprouting from his face match his long tangled hair that was chopped unevenly in a self haircut job. his chocolate eyes peirce axtrix's silver ones as he spat yellowed slobber into his face. "So help me god i will get out someday and you will pay for being the pet of a demon master". Axrtix snarled angrily." i am no pet and i must disagree with your whole 'im going to get out one day' plans" Ephriame choked on his horse laughter. "Just you wait and see I'll be out one day" he glared deeply at axtrix. "fine" axtrix hisses "you want out so badly then I'll get you out my self" Ephriames eyes widened in confusion " y-you will" axtrix laughed mockingly. "Sure but the only way out is this way" He grabbed ephriame by the shoulders making him wince. "I hope you like hell" He snarls throwing him in a pit filled with iron spikes skewering him like a kebab. Blood splatters out of the pit as the iron spikes rip through his skin. Axtrix finally wipes the yellowed saliva off his face as he spits venom at ephriames now dead body. No axtrix didnt like his job, he didnt like this whole mansion, and he sure as hell hated jasik. But what could he do? Try to escape again. No he'd just be touchured once more when he was caught. He had to obey.

He walked deeper down this new hall which reeked worse than all the others combined. iron barred cages lined the walls filled with an assortment of dirty prisoners. There were women, children, and men all crying out for help. there was a twist of emotion on axtrix's face, part disgust and distaste the other part horrific pain and helplessness. he shuddered and dusted of his white coat quickly glancing at the mud smeared prisoners. A small girl about 7 or 8 whimpered and reached a small hand towards him begging for help but was quickly snatched a way by a warning mother that spat curses at him as e walked by. " traitor" she called angrily after him, but he ignored her furrowing his brows. up ahead was a rusted steel barred door and axtrix slowly began to open it entering slowly and it began to close by itself.

He heard the dress rip but kept walking thinking it was one of the prisoners ripping fabric for an open wound. the hall he was now in slanted downward and it was hard not to slip. he kept up is pace sliding a bit at loosened rocks. A loud angry scream rippled from the darkness as he descended lower and he let out a exasperated sigh. finally he opend a small wooden door leading out to a balcony connected to stairs. It was lighter in here but definatly more gory. He slowly stepped down the long flight of bloodstained stairs looking over the rusted iron rail. down below was a square room where shackles clung to the walls holding bones and some holding decaying bodies covered in rot and maggots. in the floor there was carved a large upside down star inside a circle. strange demonic symbols were carved into each of the star's arms, and each were different. What looked like a large ram's head was carved in the middle. he walked off of the stairs moving towards an end wall right in the middle of the wall a woman with silver hair and eyes where locked in the shackles. behind her carved into the wall was a large twisted symbol that looked both horrific, grotesque, and beautiful all at the same time. The girl thrashed against the wall shrieking with a heated anger. she was pale and tall. Her body was so thin you could count all of her rib bones and spinal segments. she had sharp facial features and sunken cheeks. she would have been beautiful if she wasnt starving. The only thing she was wearing was a thin baggy gown that looked more like it had come from the hospital but instead of the papery material it was a dirty silk. her stringy greasy hair clung to her skin as her liquid silver turned hard against axtrix's silhoette.