I'm lying on the ground. My bones are broken, but they are slowly repairing. I fell from heaven, through the ground and landed where I am now, in hell. It's incredibly hot down here and the burning looks from the other fallen angels doesn't really help.
"I knew she was going to fall" I hear a man whisper.
"Yeah, sooner or later they would realize that she is evil" a woman answers.
I know that the angels think I'm evil, but I don't consider me as an evil person. I've never done anything bad. I guess they're just afraid of my powers. I tried to keep it a secret, but when I turned twelve I couldn't hold it back. When my hands touch something living they cause a burning pain. The only one I can touch is my twin sister, Mirabell.
I'm sixteen now and my powers are growing stronger, I don't doubt that sometime I will kill a human.
The crowd of fallen angels have finally lost their interest in me. One by one they're starting to get back to work and I finally dare to open my eyes.
Everything is blurry and I have to blink a few times to be able to focus. My bones are healed and I try to stand up. It doesn't really work. I bet I look like a newborn foal, trying to take its first steps.
"I guess you are Maia, am I right?" I hear a woman ask me. Her voice comes from behind.
I turn around and look at her. She looks like me, but her eyes are black, her lips are red and she looks proud.
"Yes" I say and straightens up.
"I've heard about you. Your name fits you very well, brave warrior" she says with a strange smile.
"What do you mean?" I ask and take a step back.
"That's the meaning of your name. I could really use someone like you" she answeres.
"And you are?" It feels like I have to change the subject.
"My name is Deyanira. Who I am? Can't you see who I am? Try to guess" she says. She really confuses me and to be honest she freaks me out.
"Why would I know? I don't care". Actually I am very curious.
She gives me a smile, looks deep into my eyes and finally answers. "I'm the queen of hell and destruction"
"So if you are the queen of destruction, why do you want me?" I crossed my arms and took a step forward.
"Because I need an army"
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Sisters In Hell
FantasyI felt two big, rough hands on my shoulderblades, pushing me down. The last thing I saw was my sisters wild, blond hair and her clear, blue eyes. Her tears were falling, rolling down her cheeks and to her neck. She was the opposite to me. My hair...
