Trade Full Love*redo* -Prologue-

“Revenge proves its own executioner.” -John Ford

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Cold....
It's so...cold
and dark....

It hurt so much....to lose everyone you loved. To lose the people you cared so much about, just have them taken from you.


Pain...
It hurts....
So much.....


I lost...everything....  Everyone. It hurts.
They were taken from me so easily....

I'm scared....
I'm so...scared... and alone.
I'm so scared...!

Someone help me...

HELP ME!

I looked at my surroundings. Everything disappeared into the darkness. Furniture, the walls, ceiling, the floor...Not even light could escape it.
I became scared.
It was very hard to fathom what was happening. My human eyes could only see darkness.
I reached out to see if I could feel anything, but to no avial.

"You seak help."


My breath hitched. I looked around me to see where the voice came from. I squinted, no one is here.

"You seak salvation."

I blinked. Where....?

"I can be that salvation."

I mustered up my courage and decided to speak.

"Where are you?"

"I am everywhere, dear."

I arched a brow. Everywhere? That's impossible.

"Why are you here?"

"Your soul called out to me."

"Wha....What do you mean?" I am confused.

"Your soul called out for help--"

"Who are you? What are you? How is this even happening?!"

"I....am a demon."

A what?...... I gasped, but how could my soul summon such a thing? Without thinking, I clutched my shirt tightly. Right above my heart. It was so hard to breath right now and I was sweating up a storm.
A lump had formed in my throat, preventing me from talking any further. I tried to talk, but nothing came out.

I hated this feeling.

This feeling of dread washed over me.

My vision blurred with clear orbs...

Tears....

Oh no, I was about to cry. I clenched my eyes shut, I was angry at myself for showing such weakness, but I couldn't help it. I was so scared out of my wits I could hardly
breath.

...

'He's waiting for me to answer.'
I gulped. What was I to do...?

...

I snapped my eyes open, finally finding some courage.

"How can you help me, Demon?"

It only took him a second to reply-- "You want revenge...I can give it to you. I can help you find your parents killers, but---"

"For a price...I know." There is always strings attached.

"The price of my soul, isn't it?" I didn't even need an answer to know what the price was.

"Yes."


My nostrils burned as I could feel tears clouding my eyes again. Was it worth it? I furrowed my brows...Yes....
Yes it is.

"I want your help!" I yelled, I was now filled with courage, but also...emptiness. 

"Good choice, dear."

I now saw feathers in my vision. White and black. Falling from the top of the abyss. It was beautiful to say the least and a bit comforting.



All of a sudden my chest burned as if my skin was sizzling. I scream in pain. I then quickly clutched my chest. I unbuttoned the top of my shirt and found a pentagram forming above my breast. It was bleeding profusely as the skin was shedding off. I screamed again.

I hurts so bad!

Please someone, make it stop!

My tears bubbled over and streamed down my face. All this pain had made me realize what I had done. Why I was here and what was to come of the future.

I sold my soul to a devil!

And then everything turned black.

"Sleep well, my mistress."