[demon realm; 5 years later]
Darkness surrounded a small room, in the dark room a small figure is seen lying lying quietly on the cold hard floor, he seems to be enjoying the quiet in the dark lonely light.
BANG!! BANG!! BANG!! a noise coming from just outside the room disrupted the peace, his sharp edged brows furrowed in annoyance.
''Hay you lazy butt!!'' some one at the other side shouted'' get up we have work to do''.
his eyes slowly opened his- irises had no colour in them, he disliked mornings in the Damian house they disturbed hi peace. he walked to the wall and picked up his cloche, although he was blind he had been around this room and house all his life and knew every nook and cranny of this place, as well as were what was kept precisely.
His hands searched for the door handle which was replaced with a stick because he once go annoyed and tried to open the door which ended up badly, once opened he entered the brightly lit halls of the damin family house and joined the line of servants who marched their way to their duties.
Franklyn the head of servants was at front thoroughly checking if anyone was missing, he had very stern look on him- the type that said no nonsense. he would look more handsome than he already did if he smiled more, anyone caught missing would be sent to cell one-- all except him.
if he messed up he'd be taken to a place much worse--- the furnace, its name was literally what it was, a room set aflame with him inside it. ever since he could remember he was treated differently--- why? he had no idea, some said it was cause he was more powerful than others while others said it was cause he was weak like a human--whatever that was.
He taught it was ridiculous if it was because he was powerful, he could barely do anything but what he didn't know only few did. now if it were because he was too weak it made much more sence to him.
Being just five he could only do little so he was assigned to the kitchen to serve.
''HAY small fry''! a loud obnoxious voice called, in front of hi was a bald potbellied man who gazed annoyed at him, he sensed the cooks irritation and worse the baldness on the man's head was so shinny it shone directly into his eyes, he started crying because his eyes were blind and sensitive to light.
The cook ignored him and gave him a tray, ''here you wimp take this and leave'' he shoved it into his hands and resumed his task. it was heavy and the aroma was awful but he was long used to it. the damin brothers were back and this was well-- their lunch.
He dropped his tray in front of the brothers, Loid the eldest son, Leon eldest of the three triplets, Levi second eldest of the triplets and lastly Liam the youngest of them all, they say leisurely on the couch laughing their presence dominating.
As Loid talked to Leon his gaze landed on the cloaked figure in front of him and his lips curved into a despicable smile, to entertain himself he put his feet in the way and as predicted the boy fell to the floor.
Loid and Liam laughed while Levi stayed indifferent,'' you see that that's were you belong under my feet'' loid said standing and brushing off his bangs out of his captivating red eyes, ''just like your pathetic mother''.
''Don't you dare talk about my mother'' he yelled in anger.
Loid turned sharply to him '' who said you cold speak servant'' the room instantly became suffocating and he felt the urge to kneel but something inside him stopped him, Loid found this interesting and put more weight into the air causing him to fall on one knee and spit out blood.
''your just as useless as your mother now kneel before your prince!''
He felt a surge of rage flowing through his body, how dare they call his mother useless in his presence?!! ''how dare you call my mother useless i'll end you!!!'' he said in an overbearing tone.
''You will not talk back slave'' Loid said in a relaxed tone, if one did not know they would mistake him for a teenager while he was just nine years. with shaggy red bangs matching his captivating red eyes and devilishly handsome face one would easily think he was a teenager and a mad attractive one.
''your mother was nothing but my dad's mistress what shall i call her if not useless?'' he continued ''and the child of a useless person is also useless person'' Loid said emphasising on the word useless.
His whole body was boiling with rage, he felt like he was growing stronger again, he clenched his fist trying to stop what was happening--- he felt as if he was loosing control and something else was taking over and him trying to stop it only made it worse.
''Your mother was as low as trash and a dirty person'' loid said and he snapped.
''i'll end you!!'' he said pouncing on loid, meanwhile loid unprepared fall to someone to pounce on him fell to the floor, he knelt down and punched loid repeatedly, demon guards tried to separate them but got flung away by him.
Amidst the commotion a beautiful lady in a floor length elegant lace gown walked in, she looked too good to be true and at first it was heartbreaking beauty but when looked closely her beauty felt- lifeless like she was--dead, she looked nothing like she was the mother of four boys, taking sight of the scene she instantly became enraged.
Using her power she chanted a mantra and the boy's left side of his neck began to glow red, he was about to hit Loid once more when he felt a sharp pain on the left side of his neck, it felt as though he was being strangled, he started floating as a red mist engulfed him and trying to breath was useless.
He floated to mrs lucinda {samantha}, he could feel the rage in her eyes making everyone around shiver in fright, '' how dare you lay hands on my son?!!'' she hissed enraged slamming him to the floor, he winced in pain. i'll teach you a lesson she said and two demon guards grabbed my arms.
''Take him to the furnace'' she ordered.
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the furnace was a deep pit like hole beneath the damin house if you wondered why its called the furnace was because it was basically a metal structure where he'd be sent into, strapped to a steel chair on his arms, leg's and neck then the room would be set ablaze while the chair would electrocute at a thousand bolts of raw energy.
worst part for him was no matter what he wouldn't die, no matter how much he tried to end his life he couldn't, it was like a curse for him and to top it off he'd be left in that burning pit for weeks.
He started struggling but it was to no use, they just tightened their grip causing more pain. seeing them approaching he opened the steel doors, and they strapped him in.
AAaaaahh!! let me GO!! i yelled but thy just ignored his outburst and left, he tried to stay calm as smoke engulfed the room. the punishment had begun as the room ignited with a raging red fire, as it came closer he tried to sink into the chair but it was useless.
The fire slowly climbed his body and at first he was calm, he had faced this all his life then he growled in pain as the fire burned through his clothes and on his skin, the electrocution began and his screams could be heard throughout the damin house.