{"sf1_id":12195,"sf2_id":"B1QbWXge","title":"Infernal Intro","author":"Raid the Revenge","words":1486,"posted_at":"2006-07-30T07:26:00.000Z","tags":["Dark","Demon","Dragon"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/12195-infernal-intro","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/B1QbWXge","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/28/d6/28d6ddb6-261b-4033-ace5-bd9347200af6","description":"","content":"INTRODUCTION ---PLEASE READ---  \n  \n\\*Note: This story is a work of non-fiction; it really happened.  \nI considered seeing a preacher about this event when it occurred. The fact is, I'm  \nonly telling you what I saw and nothing more. For the people who don't believe me, I'm  \nvery glad. They'll never know what haunting will happen. DO NOT CONTINUE TO READ unless you want proof that Devils really exist.  \n  \nI don't care about other people's opinions and I don't want  \nthis \"story\" rated, except to rank the quality of my script.  \n  \n  \n---After giving hours of thought about the existence of infernal beings I've  \ndecided to make my own interpretations about them. I already saw their  \nvisual traits, which gave me insight into their evolutions and adaptations.  \nHowever, their ethnics and habits are lead only to my theories. Take from  \nthese stories what you will, but remember the LATER chapters are only based  \non my opinion and therefore count as fiction.  \nWithout further warning, I share with you the event that transpired all of  \nthe above.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nINFERNAL INTRO  \n  \nI was very ill. My body was engulfed in a terrible disease. I begged for  \ndeath. It felt like I was on fire. My body was constantly shivering.  \nYou see, I overwork at my job. My body is like another being that tells me  \nindirectly what to do. Today, it begged me to slow down and stop running.  \nI didn't.  \nWhen I got home from work, I collapsed onto the floor from exhaustion.  \nNormally, it's like the feeling you get when you come home after going for  \na vigorous swim at the pool. This time, I felt an infection. I was  \ngetting a fever. There was only a certain amount of time before my body was  \novertaken. While going to the kitchen-sink to drink as much water as  \npossible, it started to feel really cold.  \nSuddenly, while drinking the last glass I could handle, it became cold like  \nice water. It was getting darker. My feet were starting to get numb from  \nthe freezing floor. That was when I looked down at my barefeet in the  \nsnow. This sight was very frightening. The glass \"disappeared\" from my  \nhand.  \nIt was dark everywhere around me and a wind was blowing. There was  \nnothing but a flat-frozen wasteland in every direction. The sky was  \nstarless and black.  \nI knew the only thing I could do was run. I was moving full speed, hoping  \nto see the plane change ahead of me. Nothing. It was getting harder to  \nmove. I forced myself to move as fast as possible. As a definition of fear, my body wasn't even going as fast as a lame person could walk. That was when I became aware of my frozen feet.  \nI looked down and saw my ankles. Lifting one foot up, I almost vomited  \nwhen I saw the color. It was burned black from being in the snow for too  \nlong. I fell forward and tried to warm my feet with my hands while rolling  \nonto my back.  \nOnce the circulation started to flow in them again, I felt a molten and  \nsearing pain. I screamed and put them back into the snow to freeze them  \nagain and stop the blood. I cried. It was over.  \nI tried to crawl away by using my hands and knees to swim through  \nthe terrible snow. Everything was freezing. I begged for death to take  \nme. I remember my tears turning to ice. The wind blowing the snow-dust  \ninto my face and eyes. They were stinging like needles.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nThen, my body felt lighter. There was a grip on my shoulder that I'll  \nnever forget. There was someone there. It clawed my side when it turned  \nme over. It felt like a handful of my chest and bicep was torn from my  \nbody. When I looked up, there was a dark silhouette. It was darker than  \nthe black sky itself. I couldn't begin to tell what it was, let alone care  \nabout this whole situation. I was going to die; nothing else.  \n  \n  \nI had no mouth to scream with when it opened it's eyes. They were black  \nmoons with fiery rims, like a pair of solar eclipses. The eyes were deep into  \nit's head, while their light had shown the color of it's face;  \na lava red on black. I could count hundreds of ridges flowing from the  \neyes, until they gathered to the face and formed dark, polished spikes that  \nflowed overall the same; that dark molten red. At first, I couldn't tell  \nhow far away it's head was from me to judge the size of it, until  \nI felt it exhale. It was like an ice-wind flowing over my body. This  \ninfernal had a head about the size of my frame. The overall size of this monster was like a  \nmammoth, but I couldn't judge it's weight. I couldn't even feel it  \ntouching the ground near me.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nIt began to drift away. A neck carried the head with dark razors  \nalong the ridge; very similarly shaped like a horse with ridges instead of  \na mane and a shorter face-length. I also noticed it walked over the snow on  \nfour incredible limbs, the front ones were reverse-jointed with five  \nmassive talons. The rears ones were more long and powerful. Although I couldn't  \ndirectly see the hind feet, I knew they were definitely not talons.  \nI guessed those hind-feet were more like a set of hooves.  \nI feared the idea of what this being was. It was bringing it's head down to pickup  \nsomething on the ground about 10 feet away from me. The mouth  \nwas caged with carnivorous teeth, very similarly shaped like the spikes on it's face. It  \nwas hard to tell the difference, but I could tell the lower jaw was holding  \nsomething. The maw opened and dropped the most frightening thing I've ever seen in  \nmy life. I was missing my own legs. There they were, leaving impressions in the snow  \nnext to my face. In the end, I couldn't feel anything.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nI knew death would come any minute now. The monster just stared. However, the most  \nunexpected thing happened next. It spoke.  \n\"What's wrong?\" I heard it ask. It's voice sounded like young child, very confused.  \nThere's no way I could tell if it was male or female.  \nI pried my mouth open. My lips were ripped to say, \"Help me. I don't want to die like  \nthis.\"  \n\"No one dies here,\" it told me.  \nI begged, \"Help me up! I can't move.\"  \n  \nI saw it picking up the legs near my head and dropping them again and again, like a child playing with a toy. It was terrible.  \n  \n\"I can give you stronger legs,\" it said.  \nI just stared in confusion. I couldn't think.  \n\"I'll give you legs, if you do something for me later...\" it said while waiting for my  \nanswer. I didn't understand, but I answered what I truly meant in mind.  \n\"Yes.\"  \n  \n  \nWith that, the infernal picked up my severed limbs with its talons. It rose up onto its hind  \nlegs and pointed toward a direction behind me. That was when my body felt heavier.  \nThe pain all went away, the cold was gone. The snow became black and felt like sand.  \nMy body no longer burned. The most unbelievable thing had occurred. My legs had  \nreturned. They felt better. I could stand again. I felt taller. I  \nimmediately turned and ran. My speed was faster than I've ever ran before in my life.  \nThe more I leaned forward, the faster I could go. It felt like there was a weight on my  \nhead that pulled me toward my destination. It was amazing. I could see the end of  \nthe black snow drawing closer. Not only was I going to go home, but I was going to have  \nthe strongest legs I've ever known. I could outrun the wind!  \nWhen I reached the edge, I smiled. It was incredible. I turned around and saw my savior  \nflying in the skies with draconic wings. I could hear it laughing. It sounded sinister.  \nI looked down, and saw something that made me shout. My legs looked the same as  \nbefore; except for my feet. There were sharp hooves digging into the sand. I felt taller,  \nbut only because there was ivory on my head. The sky turned into fire and I awoke from  \nthe nightmare.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; I was not sick anymore when I woke up off the floor.  \n  \nMy Grandpa said it meant nothing, since it was only a dream. No drugs. No alcohol. I don't do either of those things. Honestly, I firmly believe in God, but I thought a priest would think I'm crazy. What's interesting, is you might find me to be a rather good and benign person.  \n  \nI think I made a promise to the devil.  \n  \n\n"}