9 Chapter 9

"We told you not to paint." The man growled each growl causing a shiver to run down Manuel's spine. The candle will go off and on in Mini seconds. It was like each time the man breaths out the candle goes off. Manuel's hands were shaking as blood started gushing out from his hands and feet. He screamed looking down at it.

"Leave him be." His mother  growled her growl was so loud and heavy that all the noise stopped even his hands stopped bleeding. It was like the world obeyed her command. The only thing he could hear was his heart beating rapidly against his chest. He knelt down and looked up to see Lucy. She had completely transformed. She was naked, her hair made of fire, her eyes white as white as the color of her skin. She was covered with blood.

"Master!" The man said and knelt down. Manuel closed his eyes and opened it over and over again. This must be a dream it just has to be a dream. He thought as he saw his mother walk up to the man with poise. She ignored the man's pleas and she dipped both her fingers in His eyes and Manuel watched as he bled.

The wails started over again as each and everyone one of the demons burnt. He couldn't hear much, there was nothing to hear all they did was plea. Yet, some kept repeating. "We told you not to paint."

Soon the wails stopped. Lucy pulled her hands away from the man's eyes. "Hell we beget you all." She laughed hysterically as she snapped his neck. "Hell will beget you all. All of you will end in hell, I am Lucifer. Heaven belongs to me." She turned to face Manuel. His heart skipped.

Manuel moved back in fear as Lucy turned to face him smiling evilly. He was already close to the wall. Few inches backwards and he was already backed against the wall.

Lucy stood inches away from him. His thick mother now a thin frail form. "You hold the key to the gate of hell. I want it." She screamed. Manuel shook as he felt her hands move from his chin to his head. "I want it!"

"Mum please stop it's me Manuel." Manuel cried. Trying to get through to his mum. He was convinced that she had been possessed. This wasn't his mum it can't be. His mum was an Angel. She had always been there for him saving him from his Father, encouraging his paintings she just can't be this. His mum was an Angel.