Gates

[raihnstar]

((Righto. This is where Parker comes in. You're gonna have your character teach my character how to fight and how to be evil again. :3))

Kyle was thrown on the polished floor and released. He scrambled up, the pupils in his cat eyes huge as he looked around. Hell. He hadn't been here for over fifteen years... And now... he was back. And besides that, Kyle was angry. Furious. What right had they to kick him out, and then bring him back as if nothing had happened?! To take him away from Chris?! He clenched his fists.

"Well...SHOW YOURSELF, You goddam.ned sonuvab.itch!!!" he raged at the empty room, "What the f.uck do you want from me?! Is it my father? What does he want from me?! Because I sure as hell won't give it to him!"

["Parker!"]

[Okay I finnaly picked out a character! I fell in love with him at the first sight but hey- thats just me. I kinda wanted him to be comical and evil. I'm kinda making him like a crazy/evil mentor now. I'll show you the picture at the bottom- just read first, kay? =]]

"What a noisy little demon."

Chimed a voice. It echoed with dark hisses, almost like a laugh. The room was black stone marble, some peices of the sides chipping away with time of eternity. Even such a little whisper would echo around the large room. There a ton pound marble stone door opened easily. Footsteps followed as a tall, skinny man entered the area. The door closed gently behind him.

This man was a bit. Odd. Hell could make alot of men go crazy, and make them look terrible. This guy just looked...broken like a doll and stitched back together. He wore a long black coat which the collar was popped up to his ears. He was just so fly like that. He had no eyesight, acually, a large belt seemed to be covering his eyes, slightly ruffling his blue hair. It had been a green last week, but he figured a change would suit him well. He had stitched along his neck, and the parts of his chest you could see. You couldn't see his stomach-- he'd covered up that part...the part that was missing. He was a bit broken up.

Although with this wasted body, his smile seemed to make anyone go ridgid. His smile was wicked, dark, but seemingly friendly. He popped his hands in his coat pocket his head looking right at the boy. He seemed to know exactly where the boy was and what he was doing. Maybe even know what beat his heart was on.

"Ah, young master Kyle. The splitting image of your father! Oh yes, welcome to hell!"

The odd man smiled, his teeth shining briliantly as his presence gave a natural hell like feeling.

[buahah i love that "oh yes, welcome to hell" xDD okay okay, this is him one of the most crazies characters ive ever played: tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs23/300W/f/2007/341/c/6/Daeger_by_fayrenpickpocket.jpg .... xDD i know... and i have yet to think of a name for this guy xDD]

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"I was banished from here. Why have you brought me back?" Kyle hissed, looking more demonlike in his old home. Allready his ears were getting a little pointier, and his teeth were getting sharper. Even his hair seemed darker. "Where is my father, demon? What-- what did you do to Chris?" And htis what he was most afraid of. Chris getting hurt. "God D.amn you, tell me, or I'll-- I'll--" But he couldn't have done anything. H'ed dedicated himself to forgetting every single thing he'd been taught. From weapons, to fighting, to ruling... He didn't even remember what his own sister looked like. In fact, remembering her name was even coming alittle hard.

"...I need to get out of here." Every spell he'd ever learned...portals...everything...he couldn't leave. He began to pace the room, looking for an exit...but there wasn't anything but his reflection. The black walls were polished smoothly. "F-f.uck. What the f.uck?! What-- What do you want?!" He wasn't pissed off enough that he'd blow everything up, but he was angry.

["Parker!"]

The demon watched...or more like listened his mind coming up with an exact image of the boy infront of him. He was already starting to form to his demonlike state. Oh how bittersweet it was. The man folded his arms lazily, leaning on one leg with a sigh. The king son was very over eggagerate, wasn't he. He let the boy rant out. So much to tell him... hmmm. The demon silently smirked as the man said he'd do...something... aha, like what that could even puncture the skin of his exterior. He heard the boy say that he needed to escape and the demon frowned giving a grunt as Kyle started to barge around like a madman trying to escape.

"Kyle... get a grip before I hurt you. As well, your boy Chris has nothing to do with this matter, you might as well dispose the memmory of that mortal now."

The demon hissed bluntly finding it not rude at all that he threatened the boy of pain. He cared not for the boy friend of the future king. He found it rather abserd for the young heirs choice in love...eh... love such a discusting feeling-- no wonder the boy got banished a not so long fifteen years ago. He gave him a blank look before a light frown crossed his lips.

"Well I'm afraid I'll have to give the bad news to you... but the Lord of Hell has left all existance. Your father is gone. He no longer exists in neither of the three words of Heaven, Earth, and Hell. His loss was truely a suprize."

The man lifted a stitched hand to adjust his head belt before smiling weirdly, his teeth jagged with long existance,

"So we need a new king! And you, Kyle, are next in line for the honorable spot on the throne of Hell."

The man smiled like it was no big deal.

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"...F-father is dead." Kyle managed to stutter out after a long silence. He sat on the floor with a thump and put his head in his hands. "Who killed him?" he rasped out. He wasn't sad. He hadn't loved his father. But it came as a shock. "I-- I need Chris. Where's Chris? I-- CHRIS!" Little spikes were beginning to come out of his arms as he freaked out "I need to get out of here--!! You-- you can't trap me here!! LET ME OUT!" It came out in a demonlike snarl and his green eyes started glowing as he got more agitated.

His red hair sparked. "Where-- Chris! Chris! Get-- I don't want to be here. YOU! Who-- WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?! You want me to rule HELL?! I don't belong here! I'm no DEMON!" he pointed at the man with the belt over his eyes angrily, and a shock of energy ran down his arms and a jet of flames shot out of his outstrettched finger. It was pathetic. It didn't even reach the other man. His powers were so rusty it barely looked like he was trying. And even that tiny shot of flames left him feeling weak.

Kyle collapsed on the ground, "...Sh.it." His hands were shaking from the effort, "Get...get the f.uck away from me. I'm no use to hell. You saw that."

["Parker!"]

Were gay men always so dramatic? Surely the heir would have some respect for himself. The man with the belt around his head sighed exasperated as the young king started to stutter. He could sence no greif comming off of him, but he was shocked. What a pity to not even serve under your own father- the ex-lord of Hell. The demon looked blank as the man started to yell dramatically about his partner. Chris. Ah yes, the dragon boy. Ah, poor Kyle would have to forget about that one. He heard the naturally inaudable sound of spikes coming from skin. The unbeliveably small vibration came in contact with the man. Aha, spikes! The demon then instantly frowned as the boy shouted out. He was no demon? How rude to every soul in Hell! The demon hissed about to speak but saw the reaction of the boy. But the belted man just stood there his mouth curveing up into a large smile. Kyle admited how weak his demon power was, but he still had it. The belted man laughed cracking his knuckles in habbit.

"Hah! Poor kid. Yaknow, I think it would be alot easier for the two of us if you could just drop the deinal act. You are a the heir of the king, you are a demon, and you really need to sharpen up your skills before you even look at that throne your father once sat on. He made one last wish which was to have you rule after him. And thats where I come in."

The man gave a devilish smile, his power could be merely felt by just a glance. But that was normal for any demon in Hell. Except for Kyle. He had forgoten his skills. And he was weaker then a trainee!

"Name's Seth. I'm going to teach you how to rule Hell."

Seth grinned mischeviously, looking down upon the boy.


[tehe..i like that name...sssssethhh... xDD]

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"My...father...wanted me to rule hell?" Kyle asked slowly, looking up angrily, "His revenge, I suppose." His father had been the cruelest man in hell...Kyle had thought him immortal....and wouldn't it be like him to get him to suffer after he was dead! "...So you're going to keep me here? If you think I'm going to do whatever you want you're mistaken." he muttered in a highly affronted voice, getting up and walking away from the thing, towards the black walls. "I was banished. I have no intentions of coming back." He gave the other demon a cruel smile, the like of which hadn't been seen on him since he'd met Chris, "I feel sorry for you, actually. You were probably pretty high up. But you have to teach me."

Kyle's eyes flashed angrily and he clacked his pointed teeth together. "You'll find me more human than I've ever been. Love does that to you." he said love With a special relish, knowing how much it bothered other demons to even talk about it.

["Parker!"]

The demon curved a light smirk. Oh yes, the passed Lord was a cruel, cruel man. For the fates of those that had come down here were more terrible than any human eye imaginable. The Lord himself was undescribeable. He took on many shapes and forms such as God would. He heard words of how he wasn't going to cooperate and the belted man gave a mental groan. The heir- so stubborn, just like his father. It was so rich to see the heir in his own blood, it made him feel like the Lord himself was standing right infront of him. But hah. This was not the Lord, not yet.

The word of 'love' made the demon c.ock his head to the side, looking at the boy. What a sickening thought of such feeling. How weak and mangled the feeling left you. He himself had never felt such a disgrace. The demon smirked almost happily,

"Young master, you have no intentions to come back but here you are standing infront of me in Hell- which don't get me wrong- I am honored to be given such a task to be your mentor. You are stuck in that mortal body although you show signs of your inner demon-which is a start, sure. And for this 'love' you have... it will only be sucked dry by the sin that lies down here. So naturally, thats one less thing for me to worry about."

The demon gave a flashy dark smile. He let a stitched hand come behind his head and sratch his neck lazily as he looked off to the other side of the room, his smile turned crooked waiting for a reply which he axiously awaited for.

[evvvil]

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"...Naturally." Kyle hissed at the man, his anger was receding. Now he felt weak and defeated, "Well...I'm not moving. You'll have to move me yourself if you want to get anything done. I'm going to make this as difficult as possible for you to train me. I don't expect you to give up so I won't waste my breath telling you you should... but I am going to tell you that nothing would ever keep Chris away from me. He's going to find me, and then we'll leave. I'm never coming back after that." He gave the demon a cute toothy smile, "Fair warning. You may have sold your soul to my father, but I'm a free man."

He paused to give him another look and got up, considering. Maybe...maybe he could freak him out with his gayness... "You should think about it handsome. Freedom. No king to rule hell. It'd suck for the humans but hey-- Hades isn't everything honeycakes." His voice was becoming increasingly camp and teasing as he modeled himself into his 'I'm a queer' role. "I know the demons don't like having lame mating seasons...They'd much rather be up there. If I were king I sure as f.uck wouldn't let them. But if I weren't...if hell were free..." he let the idea sink in, hoping it would work but knowing it couldn't possibly.

["Parker!"]

Yes. Deffinatly non cooperative. The demon shrugged as he said that he'd have to move the guy. That was truely no problem. He could throw the guy across the room with a flicker of his hand, and there was nothing that he could do about it. Although he let the foolish Kyle talk. About his little Chris. Seth gave a small 'humf' folding his arms with a amused smirk. Now really. Did he have to be so--

He felt an utter weirdness come from Kyle. His presence too friendly. The demon litteraly gritted his teeth, letting Kyle know to back off. Surely the future king wasn't coming onto him. Nah. He was just playing him...right? He frowned at the voice. Freedom? The demon felt his tempature raise in fustration. This boy was so FOOLISH! He growled at the finishing of the boy's speech about mating season and freedom.

"Really now...Think of this. If Hell were free to come and go as you please then where would all the sinners go? The world would be flooded with sin- not thats its already filled but still. Nice try though. You...you have alot to learn."

The man went from hissing to smiling brilliantly in a snap. He looked sraight at the man and spoke kindly although his words were not so.

"Now then. I really hoped you would wouldn't be so stubborn. But I suppose the gene runs thick in your blood. Anyways. If your really so obsessed with this 'Chris' then I can go up to the mortal world, kill him, drag him down here before the angels have a chance and you both can live down here in Hell. Or we can do it another way- which would be so much easier- is when you follow in your studies, become the King of Hell, and I don't have to go rip out the heart of your boyfriend. What'dya think?"

The demon set him up on a cruel plan. Kyle had no way out. It was become king and boyfriend lives- or become king and boyfriend dies. Frankly, he didn't feel like touching another man--especially if he was gay.

[xD rofl xD]

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"We could just stick the sinners in cages." he muttered rebelliously, rolling his eyes at the demon's speech but freezing when he mentioned Chris. Dam.nit all to hell! The first rule of the demons...don't show you have affection for anything. It can and will be used against you. F.uck. "I-- well f.uck you." he hissed, feeling like he was about to break. The concept of Chris dying seemed...impossible. And yet here was this demon...threatening him with the possibility.

He could almost see his boyfriend dead, splayed on the ground with blood all over his face. "I'll do what you say..." he finally said, feeling as if his breath had been stolen from him. "And the first thing I'll do when I get to be king, Demon...is kill you."

There was a rip in the atmosphere and in stepped a female. A very pretty female. "Brother...nice to have you back." It was odd. Her voice was practically angelic, but she was probably the most dangerous demon in hell. "I was looking for Seth." She turned and gave him an odd look. "You look...normal." She turned towards Seth now, ignoring her brother completely, "And you look sexy. Is that a new scar I spy, or are my eyes playing tricks on me?" She asked taking out a small knife and touching it to the nubb of her middle finger. A droplet of blood oozed out. Dripped onto the floor. Sexy, but mostly disturbing. She ran her middle finger around her lips to make them brighter and ended up sucking on it. "Mmm. Anyways..." She sounded bored, "Hell is going through a schism...Beelzebub is taking followers left and right. If you can get that brat ready any faster I'd appreciate it. If you can't, I'll tak the throne myself. Lucy knows he doesn't deserve it."

"...Sarai you have to help me! They won't let me out! I don't want to be the king of hell! You can be it for all I c--"

"Now now, brother--" The little knife she'd used on her finger was flung through the air with gentle ease, "Follow orders like a good little puppet." The knife almost hit him in the face full on, but he managed to dodge away and instead it left a graze on his cheek. Instead of red he oozed black.

((...yup. I made a character that's hot enough for Seth. stellar-wanderings.deviantart.com/art/Demoness-26977755 ))((...yes, I totally think Seth is hot. So does Sarai, for that matter...))

["Parker!"]

[omg buahahah little does Kyle know that durring mating season Seth and Saria have been very busyyy... xDD buahah i love it, rahin!]

The belted man gave a laugh, it crackling though the walls bounceing off in a hurry. Muaha! He had won the battle! He snickered as the boy said to 'f.uck him' And he merely smiled gratefully as the boy said he'd accept the offer. And of course the boy said he was going to kill him, but hah, they'd deal with that later.

"Ah yes, I love your enthusiasm."

Seth snickered happily as he turned his head to hear a woman stepping out of nowhere. Seth could instantly hear who it was, her vibrations, sent, taste instantly brought a rather appealing image to his corrupt mind. If you could see the man's eyebrows you'd see them raised. His smiled turned cury and rather sly. His arms were folded and his chest puffed out very lightly his stance becoming alert. Ahhh.... Miss Saria was looking for him. Gosh, she was sexy as ever. He could see her curves in his mind, it made him a bit anxious. And little did Kyle know that durring mating season Saria and him had been quite a bit busy.. He smiled amusingly loving the way she licked her finger. He nodded his head turned to her as if he was looking at her up and down.

"Of course, don't worry, he'll be a new man when I'm done with him."

Hopefully with a changed sexual orientation too. He chimmed into his own mind giving a slight snicker. Yes the future king needed a new makeover. An evil one. Hell depended on it. Seth watched her fling the knife at the brother and he watched the boy dodge it. Good. But slow. He looked back to Siera grinning slyly. Oh he loved it when she was so aggressive...


[grawr didn't know what to say, im kind of rushing for you to post]

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"...I'm sure he will, poppet." she said, after a pause of looking venomously at the twerp, a look which he mirrored perfectly. She took this as defiance and she walked towards him, her heels clicking menacingly. Kyle stood up,the spikes around his arms returned as he expected a fight from his sister. The girl laughed, "I don't want to break you now, brother. There'd be no fun in that." She chuckled and he felt a chill crawl up his spine. "Sarai...if there's anybody fit to rule the planes of hell it's you. Why are you doing this?"

She smiled at him angelicly, and ran a finger across the black tarlike blood that was running down his cheek. It was sticky in her fingers and she rubbed it back and forth, "To watch you suffer." she told him with a delighted smile, and backed away. Of course that wasn't the only reason she was doing this...most of hell wouldn't follow her if they knew she'd killed her father, and they wanted male guidance. Nevermind that that male was a pansy who liked other men. "Seth, dear--" she paused, lifting the fnger with her brothers blood to her lips to taste it, "Oh my-- that's delightful." Almost as good as fathers was... "Seth, I'll be...free, later... If you need help with any of those scars let me know." She licked her lips sexily and raised her eyebrows at him, before opening the universe and stepping through it.

They were alone once again and Kyle looked at Seth in disgust, "I feel sorry for you." he spat, "And I've lost what little respect I didn't know I had. My sister?" Uh...ew! "She'd kill you as fast as she'd f.uck you." Ugh, just shut up. You don't even really care, anyway. Let the demon hang himself. The faster you can get out of here the better. "Whatever. You're just another one of her lapdogs." Even when father was alive she controled everything...

But Kyle had forgotten to shiled his thoughts...

((If Seth can read minds...here's his chance! ))

["Parker!"]

Seth watched Saira tastefully, ah, she was a delightful sight. Even without details her utter evil presence was enough. She was very cruel. Most demon's were crueler than him, even if he did threaten to kill Kyle's gay spouce. Ah and she was so dominant too, which was another good key. He minded not if she ruled Hell, but it was tradition for male to rule. As well as his fathers wish. Saira was one of the most powerful demons in the community and he respected her for that. She loved tourture which was acually quite tasteful at times...heh. When she spoke to him he smiled slyly giving a mere nod, caring not if the powerless brother stood just mere feet from them. Oh yes, he'd deffiantly need some assistance later... He watched her turn away and leave and as she opened the air to step out of the room he leaned back a little bit catching a good glance at her backside. Hehe. Ah, Saira. What would he do on his off days without her? He looked curiously back at Kyle who was obviously discusted. Hah. Seth shrugged, not really listening to his words outwardly.. but more inwardly. Kyle let too much of his inner thoughts escape. Fault!

"I'm one d**n lucky lapdog then..."

He muttered lookign away before starting,

"Anyways! Lesson one! Keep your thoughts to yourself! Your leaving them out in the open of your mind for any ol' demon to hear. And don't be so foolish to think your getting out here so fast, I may be blind but I'm not stupid to just leave you so unprotected. You are not permited to leave my sight, and if you decide to do so, I will have no choice but to kill you.... Please, don't doubt me."

He smiled mischeviously, his hands shoved into his coat pockets as he looked back at the man curiously.


[muaha he's awsome]

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Sh.it sh.it my tho-- Kyle closed the walls of his mind fiercely, turning Red. What a dumb first lesson...he'd known that one since he was practically a freaking embryo. "...Are you sure you're not stupid, dear? If you havn't noticed I couldn't really go anywhere alone anyway, seeing as how I'm trapped in this f.ucking ROOM!" He thundered the last word angrily, the spikes on his arms which had been mere toothpicks grew to about a foot then shrank. Again, he was left feeling weak and tired. Ugh. Stupid Kyle. If only he hadn't forgotten how to open rifts in the world this would be so much easier to get out of.

...That'd probably be the last thing they'd teach him. To leave. And by then... He sighed, feeling his temples pound, "...So what arey ou going to do with me? Leave me in here? Or stick me a in a proper bedroom?"

((btw you have total permission to beat him up or whatever. <3 Or make him kill people or torture things. woo.))