Chosen by Fate, Rejected by the Alpha

Chapter 712 – 129 Trinity Moving Through Damnation Part 3 (VOLUME 4)

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Trinity

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I knew that we needed to move fast. That was a given. And now that I didn’t have to worry about Zachary, Zander and Zayden while I moved through the Hall of Damnation, I was able to focus on what I needed to do to get us through here.

Ideally, the best thing for us to do, would be for me to just hyper speed us through here and to the end. However, something told me that would be a very bad idea. For some reason, I felt like I needed to see something along the way in between here and the end.

I don’t know what that something was, or why I had that feeling at all, but I felt the need regardless. Whatever that thing is, whatever it is that I am meant to see, I will figure it out one way or another. That was all that I needed to know.

So, still ignoring that feeling of someone or something watching me, I created another platform out of wind for us to ride as we progressed through the hall of damnation. This platform was a lot more sturdy looking than the bridge had been. They were in fact the same durability, but this one just looked a little more solid.

I thought that having something a little easier to see, and feel, would make both Rudy and Alexio a little more calm when it came to flying. The two of them, though they lived in the underworld, seemed to be very unused to magic and things like that. Honestly, who would have thought that demons would be so unknowledgeable when it came to these types of things?

I know it was all probably just legends and stories, but didn’t there used to be demons that wielded magic and tried to lord over the earth? There are legends in every part of the world about demonic creatures and monsters that could do so many evil things.

Well, I guess that a lot of those so-called ‘demonic creatures’ could have just been shifters, Fae and magic users. But is that all it ever was? Or did something else happen? Did someone or something take the magic that the demons used to wield?

That was something that I both did and did not want to find out the answer for. What if I was right that they had magic and that someone took it? Would that make me want to help them? Would it make me want to help them to get it back? Would it call out to the bleeding heart in me that made other people’s problems my problems? Then if I was wrong, and they never had magic, would it make me feel so sorry for them and the misconception about them?

I don’t even want to fathom what I would want to do if I found out that demons got this bad reputation for nothing. I mean, a whole group of people that were feared and hated just because they were different from the others. Hmm. Yeah, I have no idea what that would be like at all. Nope. None at all. And that is not the world’s thickest dose of sarcasm that I have ever seen or heard. Not at all.

I did my best to try to ignore all of those thoughts. I tried not to think about what it would all mean and instead focused on flying us down the darkened tunnel toward the evil goddess that was waiting for us.

This Hall of Damnation was a lot different than I thought it was going to be. I had thought that it would be much like Purgatory had been. But there were actual cells here, places for the soul to be imprisoned. However, it looked as if many of them were also tortured inside their cells, so I guess they didn’t have to leave them at all.

The accommodations were not all that nice inside the cells. Definitely something that would have any human prison shut down for inhumane living conditions. The beds that the prisoners had here were nothing more than a jagged and rocky cement slab that would stab into the person sleeping on them. I saw no ‘facilities’ that they would be able to use to relieve themselves. Then again, they were dead, so did they even need to do that. And did they even sleep? I didn’t know the answers to that.

The so-called beds could just be where they were put so that they could recover their bodies after torture. You can’t have eternal torture if there is nothing left of you, right? So yeah, I don’t think they needed the same ‘comforts’ that a person back in the land of the living would have had. No food, no bed, no restroom, none of it, just torture and a place to heal their bodies.

“This place is scary.” I heard Zachary whisper from behind me.

“I don’t want to be here anymore.” Zander agreed with him.

“Don’t worry, brothers. Mommy is strong. She will protect us. There is no place more safe than where Mommy is. And when Mommy is done here, we will go home with her and be born. Then we don’t need to worry about all of the scary stuff anymore. Mommy will take care of us. She will always take care of us.” I felt my heart swell with love as I listened to Zayden’s words. He was just such a sweetheart. How did I get so lucky? And he wasn’t even born yet. Yeah, he had all of Reece’s charm, that was for sure.

“Don’t worry boys, it is not just Queen Trinity that will protect you.” Rudy whispered to them, most likely thinking that I couldn’t hear him.

“Yes, Rudolphus and I will help as well. I may not be your parent, but I know the value of life. That means that I will not let someone take an innocent’s life.” Well, I guess that was as sweet as I could expect to come from Alexio. It would have to do for now. I wasn’t going to push my luck with it at all.

“None of you have to worry. I will protect you all. I won’t let anything happen to you. And I promise that all of you will get to go where you want when this is over. Whether that is back to your guard position or home with me. None of you will be hurt, and you will all be happy when we are done here.” I told them all, looking back at them all one at a time. I looked at Alexio, Rudy, Zachary, Zander and Zayden. And all of them looked back at me me with different emotions. The emotions ranged from shock, happiness and skepticism.

The skepticism was, of course, coming from Alexio. He must not have thought that I could do what I had just promised him. Well, I was going to prove him wrong then. I am going to make sure that he gets his happiness, whatever that may be.

“I promise you..” I said the words again, just to reiterate them to those that might not think that they were the truth.