Hell Found Me

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic

The turning of age can be a perilous thing.

“Hell found me” that was an understatement. I have been manipulated…no forced into this servitude. It was her the one we call Mother.

“G-d then formed Lilith, the first woman, just as He had formed Adam, except that He used filth and sediment instead of pure dust.”

Yalqut Reubeni ad. Gen. II. 21; IV. 8.

All men have fallen to her. She is the one who comes in the night. The Mother of all of them. The Mother of all demons. My first encounter with her was when I was about 17. I had been young but had an old soul. I never did hang around a lot of guys my age. They always seemed to have one thing on their mind…girls. It’s not that I wasn’t interested. I just didn’t focus on it. Well I guess it was because I really wasn’t much to look at. I was also the toy of James. James was a very well known senior and would prey on underdeveloped young men to torture. He would live to humiliate us in front of whatever audience he could find. But this day was probably the worst day of my life.

A north east Storm was hitting us. There was already about 9 inches on the snow. This was my time. I lived for the cold snow and couldn’t wait to get out. I finished up my chores, my homework and headed out with my board. The was a steep hill behind my house and the rush of sliding down it at full speed was my high tonight.

In the woods behind the hill I could hear the guys coming. I knew it was James and his clan of idiots following. People would do anything for his approval. Man… there went my high. Well I guess it is time to pack it up. I was too late. James was there calling my name. I turned around with a quick jumped and thought to myself, “Here we go.”

“Where you goin?” He staggered over to me.

How can someone get drunk this early? He was.

“Look I don’t want any trouble. I’m just gonna go home.”

“Well that is a little late. You didn’t ask for permission to ride my hill, boy.”

I began to walk away

“Don’t turn your back on me or I will beat you within an inch of your life!” He screamed at the top of his lungs.

Within moments he was on me, beating me. I could feel blow after blow. And the only heat I felt was that of the blood flowing out of different parts of my body.

“Stop it man! Your gonna kill him!”

He continued and yelled back, “SHUT UP!”

What was only a few minutes felt like hours.

“Oh shit! I think he’s dead!”

I wasn’t dead I just couldn’t move. I couldn’t feel anything. Was I numb from the snow? Was I in shock?

In a moments flash I could hear them running away. They left me there to die. Freeze to death, bleed to death. Didn’t matter at this point. I knew I wasn’t going to make it. All I could see was my family. My mother smiling softly at me. My sister nagging and teasing me. My Dad putting his arm around me and kissing me on the head while I pulled away in a fake disgust.

If I could only… I felt myself beginning to fade.

If I could only…

“My you have seemed to taken quite a beating. You must be so angry.”

She whispered to me.

I thought to myself “Hell yeah I’m angry. I just got the shit kicked out of me and I’m dying! Yeah I am beyond angry I’m enraged!”

She could feel the anger beginning to grow inside of me. That is what she wanted. That was what fed her and it was keeping me alive.

“Would you like revenge? I can give you that.”

Her red long curls billowing in the wind and her skin matched the snow. But her eyes. Her eyes were the color of blood.

“But nothing is for free my dear little one. There is a price.”

I cut her off with a weak voice,” Name it.”

“ You are the price. I just want you. Your life, your soul, your servitude.”

“Yes” I whispered. I dint want to die, not really.

She reached over but I didn’t look to see what she was doing. I didn’t want to look either.

I don’t remember much after that just heat burning inside me. Things cracking back into place. Little by little regaining my strength. In a matter of minutes I was up. I was erect in a stance of obedience like a warrior.

There was a strength inside of me but then all of the sudden pain. It began to tremble my entire body. All I could do was scream as a transformation was taking place. I could feel what used to be my feet breaking out of my converse. As I looked down they were becoming hooves. I looked away screaming louder. The pain was gut wrenching. I didn’t want to look anywhere else on my body.

She grabbed me while talking quietly in my ear, ”Hush little one. I cant wait to see what you will become.” There was a little joy in her voice.

It was finally over. My eyes burned as I tried to wipe them.

“You will get used to that soon enough. They burn because they are red hot. Come you will make an excellent addition. You will be called Teivel”

I growled trying to use my voice but it wasn’t my voice anymore.

“Vengeance… I want what is mine.”

“Yes, yes what is yours. Smell the air seek them out. Learn to use your new gifts Teivel.”

With a whip of my neck I inhaled the air and caught it. I leaped through the woods with a speed that was rapid. I accelerated with each step by instinct heading in the direction of the scent.

In the forest there was a clearing where I could hear them. I advanced quickly using my talons to rip what ever was near me. All I could hear are screams as each one had the flesh torn from them. The white snow was blemished with blood and limbs.

She walked towards me. I faced her crouched ready to attack.

“Oh you will be useful. Your rage fuels you. You will most definitely be an asset for me.”

I looked around and noticed what I had done. What did I do? What have I become? I am a monster and there was nothing I could do about it.

“ My family… What about my…”

“I am your family now. Do you think they will take you back now? Do you think they will want you? Look at you! You are mine now. Now we have work to do youngling. How rude of me, I never did introduce myself. My name is Lilith. I am your Mother now. And you are now my son, my servant.” She said with a commanding voice.

Under her words I buckled. I could not control myself.

It was at that point I realized my first thought as a slave. I was on my the floor prostrated against my will.

“Hell found me” that was an understatement.

Submitted: January 26, 2011

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