I stared at the girl-thing after she fainted trying to figure out where the hell I am. Most of the area around me was almost pitch black. The only light was coming from the green sun in the sky, which gave a green tint to everything around me. Off in the distance, I could see moving figures going about their way doing... Whatever those things do.

I checked the girl-thing to see if she was okay. Which I quickly learned where the hell I was. Her figure was like a succubus. She had goat horns, bat wings, and a thin tail with a spade-shaped tip. If her eyes were open right now, I believe they would set me on fire for how smokey they were. "Oh, God! What the fuck am I thinking?!"

I smacked myself out of it knowing that as a male in a female body, I might loose to the demon. I decided to go back to whence I came before I die in hell.

As I looked around to figure out how the hell I was going to get out of here, I hear something stir behind me. I tried my best to ignore it hoping that the succubus would leave me alone.

"Angel!" gasped the succubus, "Fuck," I thought.

I turned around to the girl looking up at me with wide eyes and wings fluttering. Her hands were clasped close to her chest making it look like she was praying. I tried not to make eye contacted as she brought her head up from whatever she was mumbling in prayer, but it was futile. Just as I predicted, her eyes entrapped me. I tried to pull myself away, but it was a losing battle. If it wasn't for the succubus to notice that I was losing my mind. She covered her eyes with her wings in a cute squeak.

"I'm sorry! Don't look at me!" she said. I shook my head trying to assess what was happening, but my brain wouldn't let me.

Stupid brain.

"Err... Hello?" I said hoping to see if the shy succubus could help me find the way out. "My name is Cinder what's your name?"

"M-my name? The angel w-wishes f-for my n-n-name?"

"Um... Yes?" I moved uncomfortably.

"I-I don't have a n-name," she muttered. "I was never born with one."

"O... K..." I scratched my head. "Do you know how to get out of here, um?" I paused for a second quickly coming up with a name for her, "Angel."

Angel came out from hiding behind her wings with a look of confusion in her scarlet eyes that threatened to take hold of me again, but this time, I was ready to fight back. I gave her a soft smile in the hope to tell her that I was friendly and was not about to run if she tried to kill me, but when she saw my smile, she hid behind her wings again.

"I'm sorry!" she squeaked again. "I didn't mean to look at you."

"Uh?" I scratched my head. "It's okay to look at me Angel, um. Do you think you can help me?" I said hoping that the awkward moment would stop.

"I am a demon, born in Tartarus. I don't have the right to gaze upon your light," Angel said from behind your wings.

"It's okay, I promise."

Angel crept back out from behind her wings looking down at the grown ever so often. My heart twisted a little as her tail curled around her leg. Her eyes told me she was both in awe and fear for what I might do to her. I tried my best to show her that I was friendly. I sat down to take a break trying to keep my poster open and welcoming to possible my only way out. Angel, however, didn't like that I sat down and went on and on about how I shouldn't taint my armor with the ground.

"As annoying as she was, at least, she wasn't as clingy as Silver."

"Who's Silver?"

"Um, how did you know that?" I asked slightly concerned.

"I read your mind, is that okay?"

No, no it isn't.

"I'm sorry!" she began again for all eternity.

Angel walked me back to her place after I barely managed to get her to shut up. For being a demon, she was REALLY, annoying. I couldn't understand how she ended up in the back shit middle of Tartarus, but I could guess that the other demons didn't like her the same way I did.

Did we walk into a shack made out of bones and--- Skin? "Don't think about it." I thought as I took a seat and watched Angel sit down on what I believe was--- a dead dragon skull-chair that still had dry flesh hanging off of it. She looked comfortable to say the least while I felt like I was going to throw up my stomach.

Off in the distance, I could hear screams of absolute agony. I did not let it get to me even though it sounded like if I were to get close, then I would go insane. Angel seemed to like it, though. Her tail moved back and forth to an unknown rhythm, which I think came from the screams. A little disturbing, but what would I know?

"So how may I help you?" Angel asked even though I asked for the way out several times.

"For the last time, do you know where the exit is other than up?"

The second I finished my sentence, she gave me a look that was mushed between; "are you serious," and, "I don't know." She frowned and stared at the ground in deep thought for a while, making me feel like getting out of her from the way I came was going to be the easiest way.

"There is one way," she said with a serious tone that I thought she could never make, "but it's impossible."

Impossible, great.

"So what is it?" I asked thinking about how I could fly my way back through the hole in the sky.

"Well: you will have to cross the river Styx, pass through the Hall of Seven Sins, past Purgatory, through Hell, then the City of Bones, over the Hills of Pain and finally---Across the Fields of Cerberus."

Okay, up it is.

"So... any other way?" I choked. She looked at me and shook her head.

I stared up at the green sun in the sky with Angel sitting on a rock eating... something. Knowing that, I could control air. I wondered how I could float up back through the hole hidden within the green sun's light. I knew how to make an air-bubble to make myself lighter, but flying straight up was over my head. "Maybe I could use Angle's wings to lift me up, but that would mean she would come with me," I thought. "Then again, she could give Silver some competition." A shiver ran down my spine from the thought that two clingy waifu's would invade my bed, but it's a price I was willing to pay.

Damn, I wish I was till a boy.

I walked over to Angel and blocked my nose from the smell of the--- thing she was eating. She looked up at me with a curious glance and taking a bite of the--- thing before handing it over to me thinking I would want some.

"No thanks," I said. She brought the so-called "food," back to her maw and took another bite, chewing contently, "but I could use your help."

"What do you need my lord?" she said finishing her-- food.

"I need your wings." After I said that, she grabbed both of them and hugged them close to her chest glaring at me.

"No, no! I didn't mean that!" I assured her. "I just need you to fly us up there," I pointed to the sun. She gave me a quizzified look while still holding on to her wings before she let them go and stopped glaring at me.

"Okay, but won't the Wyverns start attacking me?"

"Don't worry about them," I said trying not to freak out, "I'll keep us safe."

I hope.

Author's Notes:

I wish I had the time to write this with much more clarity and description, but I literally only have 4 hours on a computer a day which kills my creativity and drowns whatever left to meticulosity.