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Oct 20, 2013 12:37PM
Grace watched him walk away. She looked back at her brother's grave and stood up
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Shetan started feeling ill for some reason. He was getting a headache. He rubbed his forehead and winced.
"Headache," Shetan mumbled. "I'm fine."
"I don't care." Shetan leaned his head against the tree.
Grace frowned a little at the way he was leaning against the tree. "Come on... Show me where you live before you push that tree over or pass out or something."
Shetan staggered a bit before walking towards his castle. Soon he reached it, passing through his cemetery.
Grace followed him hoping that he didn't pass out or anything. She stopped and stared at the castle. She didn't think anyone actually lived there
Shetan went inside and did not stop until he was lying down in bed.
Shetan was getting cold. His fever was cold instead of hot, since he was made out of fire and supposed to be warm or hot.
Grace peeked into his room and noticed him shivering. She gently laid her fingertips on his head. She frowned at how cold he was, "What should I do?" She asked softly so she didn't cause him anymore pain.
"Something warm..." Shetan grabbed her hand.
"Okay so like a fire or something?" Grace asked as he grabbed her hand((Sorry I had to take care of my dog.))
"By the fireplace over there." Shetan pointed to the fireplace in his room.
There was a soft cry of pain from Shetan.
Grace looked up startled almost falling into the fire she had just built. She got up and quickly walked over to his side, "What happened?" She asked softly
"It hurts," Shetan moaned, laying an arm over his eyes. "My head."
Grace frowned," oh... Ummm do you have any Advil?" She asked looking at him. She wasn't sure if that would even work
"No...no," Shetan muttered, frowning in pain.
"I know," Shetan mumbled. "The pit...it will help me."
"The pit. Help me up." Shetan extended his hands to her.
Shetan forced himself up with her help, groaning as he stood. Then he went into a small, empty room that was connected to his room, and there in the room was the deep pit, Hell itself, full of fire and lava.
Grace watched as he walked away. She started to follow but decided not to just in case he didn't want her too
Despite the pain in his eyes, there was pride in them as Shetan beckoned to her.
"The pit room." Shetan then pointed down at the pit. "This is Hell."
"Hell always makes me feel better," Shetan said before he jumped in, falling into the deep pit and plunging into the fires.
Grace was speechless. She watched as he jumped into the pit, but she didn't move and closer or farther away. It was like she was rooted were she stood.
Soon Shetan surfaced. About five minutes later, he was flying back up out of the pit, some of the fire that got on him seeping into him. Shetan let out a relieved sigh.
Shetan felt much better. He went back to his bedroom.
Grace had left before he had come out. She was sitting on the floor of his bedroom kind of daydreaming.
Shetan looked down at her on the floor before looking out the window.
((Night.))
Shetan was daydreaming a bit himself. He sat down on the bed.
Shetan was daydreaming a bit himself. He sat down on the bed.
Shetan rested his chin in his hand, lost in thoughts.
Shetan reached over and picked up and looked at a picture of the girl he loved.
Shetan gave a sad sigh and felt tears coming back.


