The woman had long curly brown hair that came down halfway too her back. She had pale white skin, and blue eyes that looked like they could hypnotize any man who looked into them. She had a long blue dress that swayed sideways even though there was no wind. She walked over to the priest and put her hand on the priest's stomach.
Coughing the priest put his hand to his mouth. It felt like ages since he could move his mouth or any part of him for that matter. Once he stopped coughing he moved his mouth around like he was trying to get use to its movements again, before he had rolled over to his side. His body was aching but he could finally move it.
"The poison is still inside you but I made it too where you could move and talk," said the woman.
"Hemera," said the priest.
"At your service," said the woman.
Slowly the priest started to get up but the pain that covered his body made him fall down back onto the bed. He still felt the urge to cough but every time he felt like it would release, nothing came out. His breathing was back to normal for the most part but every once in a while he would catch himself starting to breath a little slower because of the pain throughout his body.
"You were caught so simply I thought about just letting you die, but then I decided what the hell, I guess I can help him this once."
"Why did you save me," asked the priest, becoming more serious.
"Because you are still the one the heavens chose to defeat the seven sins. To say you are the chosen would be a little cheesy, and to say it is up to you, well that would be even more cheesy. You were simply chosen because of your path as a human and your history as a human. You have resources that would be a little more handy and you have nothing to lose."
"But why did you save me? You could have found someone else to replace me. You could have simply let me die on that table and just brushed off my death as another death. You had no reason to actually save me."
Hemera nodded a little bit. "This is true you would be replaced with another, but what can I say after so long you simply grow on someone. Plus I gotta admit I would like to see you go up against the seven sins."
"And if I lose against them then your help was for nothing," said the priest.
"Her sacrifice was for nothing," Barbas had appeared in the room across from Hemera.
Hemera had cringed for a second before facing Barbas.
"Barbas," she greeted. "You plan to kill me."
"No need to be so forward Hemera, but yes I do. You are in my home and you are helping my enemy escape so yes I do believe that you will die here."
"I will not die here, I don't plan on letting you kill him either."
"He needs to die," added Barbas.
"You know as well as I do that Hell does not want him dead. Hell wants the seven sins destroyed yet you continue to go against your own masters and help the ones that betrayed them and escaped."
"I bow down to no one!" yelled Barbas.
Hemera laughed a little bit. "You can say that all you want but look at what you have in front of you. You have not done anything that you want to do, you have done all this simply for the seven sins. You have captured the priest because they thought he was a threat to them or because he was getting in their way. You have brought us to purgatory to keep the priest out of the way and you have killed so many angels, humans, and demons because the sins thought them not necessary. Henceforth you are nothing but a mere lap dog and you know it."
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The Demon Chronicles part 1
General FictionHeaven had made a deal with the seven sins that they would not kill humans and they would leave them alone only because they had tried to send angels down to stop the sins, but the sins were too powerful for the angels to be able to do anything. T...