Sneak Peak - Hell Forged: Chapter 2
Hello everyone! Here's a Sneak Peak of Hell Forged Chapter 2!
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Kaleth and Bereft sift through Father Tobias' memories in order to find Mathias. Their plans are quickly derailed as Sister Margaret finds the dead body of Father Tobias. For some reason though, she doesn't recognize him. Despite this mishap, both Bereft and Kaleth will use Father Tobias' body to their advantage.
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Hell Forged
Chapter 2 : A Game of Cat and Mouse
- Sneak Peek -
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..."Did you catch all that?" Bereft asked his vessel.
"How Tobias and Mathias had planned this long in advance?" Kaleth snarled.
"Yes, but also that your powers were sealed away." Bereft rolled their accumulative eyes. "You willingly gave your blood to your oppressors?"
"How was I supposed to know I was a kinling?"
"Weren't you born from someone with hells' blood in them? You should have known."
"You can read my mind, right. Tell me when I should have known."
Silence.
"Well?" Kaleth pressed.
"I'm looking damn it!" Bereft spat back. "They did do a number on your kind, didn't they."
"I didn't even really know what a kinling was until..." Kaleth felt nauseous again at realizing where this new found knowledge came from.
"This kid," Bereft sighed. "You really are a fool. The man literally plotted to kill you."
"Not me personally. I was just the unlucky kinling that walked into his..."
Kaleth slapped himself. The sound rang through the room and yet he didn't feel any pain. He was just surprised.
"The man was going to kill us both! Condemn you to hell and tear my essence to nothingness. I haven't so much as defiled the air in this realm with my breath, and they were going to use me, use us, as a stepping stone. I don't take kindly to those who would kill me. Even if it wasn't personal, it's fucking personal to me!" Bereft snarled, his new muscles flexing and claws itching to rip flesh. "Are you really going to defend a man who was going to throw you into eternal torment? I simply gave him what he deserved, and you finished him off."
Bereft shuddered, Kaleth shuddering for a very different reason. To feel a sudden rush of pleasure and a chilling fear at once wasn't as terrible as one might think.
"You have so much hate inside you, Kaleth," Bereft spoke with Kaleth's voice. "You have so much pain and anguish that you've bottled up trying to hide away from a world that wanted you dead. You hoped if you were out of the way, and as little an inconvenience as possible, that somehow the world would leave you be. But worlds like this one don't leave people like us be."
"Stop..." Kaleth muttered.
"No," Bereft force Kaleth to look up. "They beat you down and treated you like trash until you believed it. You were denied your birthright, the very knowledge of what you are. All because they feared you."
"F-Feared me?"
"Yes," Bereft murred. "They feared what you could be. You only know what that pitiful excuse of a man knew about kinlings. I can show you so much more."
Bereft was very comforting for a demon, but Kaleth knew better than to simply give in. There was always a catch, especially when it came to demons. He had always been very particular about deals and promises, mainly because he felt obligated to fulfill them, so he avoided them as much as possible.
"What is it that you want," Kaleth murmured.
"Down to brass tax, huh?" Bereft smiled. "I can appreciate that. I want revenge. I want to snuff out that little chicken shit sewer rat. I want him to feel the fear of oblivion as I take what is most precious to him."
Something in Kaleth's mind shot from Tobias' memories. It was something Mathias said.
"...I got mouths to feed..."
"I won't let you hurt his family." Kaleth needed something to feel like he was in control. Bereft was going to argue, but instead he just shrugged.
"Fine, so long as I get my revenge on Mathias, no one else needs to get hurt."
"No one needs to get hurt?" Kaleth pressed.
"Damn you and your kinling instincts," Bereft huffed. "No one else will get hurt. Happy? Fucking killjoy."
"And you'll...teach me how to be a proper kinling?"
Bereft smiled internally. He would show Kaleth exactly what it means to be a kinling. His blood being bound in a government facility might be an issue, but for now, they have everything they need to make him into a fine child of hell. Kaleth had no idea who he was dealing with, literally 'dealing' with.
"Kaleth, I'll do you one better," Bereft chuckled darkly. "I'll make you into a proper hell mage."