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 Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 10:49 am
"Your 'father's' name is Satan. He is a very bad man. He is the ruler of hell. He finds torture fun and entertaining. He's probably going to try and kill us." I grimaced and clutched the infected wound on my side. "Do you even know who God or Jesus is? What Heaven is? Reall Angels?" My vision got blury and I looked at him.
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 11:04 am
"HAHAHAHAHA, This satan of yours, is not my father!"
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 11:19 am
"Hensen, Please," I reached out and gently touched his face, "Isn't there anything that he has done that seemed odd or wrong. Isn't there anything that he has asked you to do that didn't seem or feel right? Think about it."
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 11:34 am
"WAIIIIITwaitwaitwait! You just said you had no clue what's going on either, and now you're saying that other guy in there is Satan?!" I asked in disbelief, and then sighed.
"So we are talking Satan, ruler of Hell, all that bad stuff. Wouldn't it be better to, gee, I dunno, SNEAK IN instead? You're asking to go against hte most powerful evil creature in all of history!
You make it sound like it's so easy, but it's not quite that simple, I wouldn't think. Unless you wanna die without saving Crista, then be my guest. Dang, should've looked over the Bible more last month...." I grumble, but start flying in that direction.
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 11:46 am
I raised an eyebrow at Grace as she flew away. Her little outburst was... amusing. I began to follow her.
"He's not Satan," I said. "He's the son of Satan. He's not nearly as bad. I mean, he'll be hard to kill, but we should be able to attack him and get Crista out of there." I sighed as I catched up to Grace. "Tell you what. I'll distract him, and you save Crista. It's the oldest trick in the book.
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 11:56 am
"Well, considering the fact that he kept talking to his 'father', I'd assume we'd be going with both here, going on that ultimate guess. Which only makes things worse." I nodded with a sigh, as we reached nearer the place. My heart felt like it was up to my throat, but I try to bite down the nervous and mentally give some prayers.
"Bold suggestion, I'll admit, but won't you die doing that?" I ask, almost a hint of concern in my voice. "I don't wanna leave you there, ya know."
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 11:58 am
I shrugged, trying to laugh as if I wasn't bothered. I think I failed. "I've come closer to death than this," I said. This was true, but then why was I so incredibly nervous?
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 5:33 pm
I notice him try to laugh at it, but the laugh was outright weak. He was nervous, scared..........but why wouldn't he be?!
"I still think challenging them or using yourself as distraction is a bad idea; and I doubt you've been against them before, so if you already came close to death, you're gonna go into it if you try anything..........well, stupid, to be blunt." I admit, trying to keep cool myself. But I was a better actor, or so I was told.
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 7:13 pm
I feigned a yawn at Grace's attempt at trying to talk me out of it. "Look, Gracie, my mind is made up. You're saving Crista while I lure Henson away from her little jail cell, whether you like it or not. Got it, chickie-poo?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 7:50 pm
I thought about it and now that she mentioned it... "Well, yes. Sometimes he brings people like you down into the basement, I hear some screams, and he comes back up... alone. He told me never to go down there, unless he tells me to and, well, he just did. He told me to bring you." I glanced at her, waiting for a reaction.
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 8:05 pm
I raise an eyebow at the boy. "I still don't think it's a great idea, but looks like I can't change your mind. But I guess it's better than no plan." I sigh in defeat, then look at him again as a thought occured to me.
"Oh, by the way...........call me chikie-poo again and see what happens." I warn the boy, but in a friendly manner. Stupid lines, these days.
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 8:08 pm
"And you don't ever feel like that is wrong?" I was struggling to stay concious, "You brought Grace here, you anted to bring the rest of us here, and we might die!" I stood, getting worked up, "Why would you do that?! Why would you want to put us in danger?!" My throat tightened and I started to hypervenilate. My legs gave out and i started to fall...
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 8:11 pm
"Die?" I asked. "naaaaaaa, he just says that they get scared because it's dark. and then when he turns the lights on they want to stay because it's so nice down there." I explained.
[[Hensen is soooo dumb.]]
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 8:16 pm
I grab Hensen by his shirt, "Don't be stupid Hensen. Your smarter than that. You know in your heart what's going on and what will happen. I grip his shirt, trying to stay up.
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 8:22 pm
" What could possibly be going on down there that your so afraid of? Come on, it can't be that bad!" I shook my head angry at how stupid Crist and the others were being.
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