And for worse it was.

The earth was dying.

The portal opened, laws of physics were compromised, the ground started cracking, thunder lit up the sky, clouds covered the sun in shame and the trees threatened to collapse on top of each other. It was not safe outside anymore. The earth was preparing itself for the end.

Isaac desperately grabbed Amelia and pulled her behind him.

"We're late! We need to go through the portal so it can be closed! Quickly!" She tried to scream above the sound of tornado like wind.

They ran, avoiding the falling trees but were forcefully halted by an approaching group of guards that were searching for them.

"He's trying to run away with her!" one of them shouted as they grabbed the both of them, flapped their wings, chanting ritualistic hymns in a language Amelia had never heard before and teleported into a soundproof Hall.

Amelia had shut her eyes and she didn't need to open them to figure out where they were. The force of the portal was immense and she could smell the six Princes standing in the room. Being near the portal, closer to Hell, was undoing their cleaver disguises.

Lucifer stood right in front of the blue portal, his hands outstretched, his eyes closed and his hair waving in the wind as he giddily inhaled the sense of destruction and suffering.

"The both of you didn't try to run, did you?" Lucifer opened one eye filled with internal power and chuckled darkly as he turned to approach them.

"Run? Fuck no. I take super hot showers to practice burning in Hell," Isaac mocked with a glare.

"You imbecile! When will you learn to stop mocking your superiors!" Amelia pulled her hand away from the guard's grasp and went into character as she gazed at Lucifer with infatuation, she was a decent actress, "Why do we have to bring that with us, my love?"

"I hope he didn't lay a hand on you darling," Lucifer pulled her into him as he caressed her checks slowly, his other hand going under her shirt, taunting Isaac, reminding him of what was at stake.

Isaac's growls were deadly.

"Correct me if I'm wrong, but do you by any chance have something to say?" Lucifer asked the Alpha with a raised eyebrow and a smile that displayed his satanic sharp teeth.

"You inspire my inner serial killer," Isaac's lips curved into a sly, deadly smile.

"In two seconds, you know what else will be beneath us, scorching ground, and Hell fire. Hallelujah," Asmodeus mumbled sarcastically as he held a mirror while he uninterestingly admired his own face. He then kissed the mirror before he dropped it on the floor and stepped on it, shattering the glass, "for good luck."

"Breaking Mirrors is bad luck," Gavreel mused.

Asmodeus paused for a second and with a sinister look in his eyes cocked his head "exactly," he replied as he neared the portal with curiosity, ready to step in and get this over with.

"The portal must be closed, we have to hurry before it swallows the Earth." Azrael calculated.

"You say that as if it's a bad thing," Lucifer laughed with glee.

"Of course it's a bad thing, after you get Eden, Earth is mine," Mammon declared, pushing his brothers aside to reach the portal before Asmodeus, and wickedly declared "go ahead, if you survive, send us a signal."

"No, please, ladies first, after you," Asmodeus fired back.

"Go in you littl-" Mammon began before Gavreel got off the chair he was sitting on, "Oh for fucks sake, fuck this shit," and kicked Mammon inside the portal.

He looked at the blue swirls of the portal closely before he shrugged and disinterestedly stepped into it himself.

And in a flash, he was also gone.

Then went in Leviathan, pushing everyone aside, irritated he didn't get to go first.

Then went in Asmodeus.
Then Beelzebub.
Then Belphegor.

Lucifer gave Isaac one last glance before he went in with Amelia, she did her best not to look at him behind her but she could feel Isaac's stare burn into the back of her head. She had her hands in her pocket as she was tightly grasping the rock Isaac had given her. The only thing she could touch to keep her sane.

And with horrified eyes, before she knew it, Lucifer stepped into the portal and he pulled her in with him.

Traveling to Hell felt like sky diving, but instead of falling with a parachute, gravity was distorted and you were falling out of obsolete darkness into a pit of raging fire.  

The portal opened into Hell and one by one, the ten of them fell onto the scorching ground she had heard about.

Amelia instinctively got up to stop her knees from burning and to shield herself from the unforgiving, fiery wind. She felt her body buzz with power, her very soul was being burnt into a crisp. All her senses magnified. It was like being in a fiery oven and she wanted out. She heard a thud, which meant the last two people, Isaac and Azrael had arrived.

Amelia was going to turn around until she smelt burning flesh. It crept into her nostrils slowly and then all at once, filling up her lungs until it was impossible to breathe.

The sky was the color of blood and they were on top of the small sandy cliff. Amelia didn't know what possessed her to do so, but with a blank mind she slowly walked forward to edge of the cliff only to see millions of volcanoes and a massive sea of fire in front of them. So big, it looked like it had eaten hundreds great castles.

Outside the fire were long lines of men and women in chains. Before they got into the fire, they looked like normal people. After they came out of the fire, they didn't have human shape anymore; they were more like grotesque, monstrous creatures, unlike anything she could have ever imagined seeing on earth. It was as if they were never human beings to begin with. They were horrible. Abominable. Ugly and full of rage. And each was different; no two looked alike.

When they came out, they were screeching, hissing, raging and smashing anything near them while the keepers of Hell pointed and laughed at the humans burning in inextinguishable fire.

Amelia froze and couldn't muster the strength to pull her forever tainted eyes away from the horrid, merciless torture.

That was until she heard heavy, slow footsteps.

She looked behind her to see all the men with black wings attached to them. But her eyes were glued at a kneeling Isaac.

He was on fire.

Isaac Black was being engulfed by red hot flames.

Amelia felt her heart rip out and sink down a bottomless black hole.

He slowly pulled back but the creature that stood up wasn't her Isaac.

He stood there with magnificent black, feathery wings that reached the back of his knees, his hair now reached the back of his neck and spiked. His pale skin still on fire, he examined the black tattoos crawling around his skin like slithery snakes, marking him with ancient letters, familiar to the ones now on the other Princes.

"Now do you understand what I mean when I say, Angels are meant to fall?" Lucifer walked to the edge of the cliff, his white hair now black and silkily touching his waste as his pale skin displayed swirls representing millennials of ancient history.

He stopped at the very tip of cliff's edge and took in the terrifyingly disgusting dimension, as he flexed one of his new hands, his fingernails replaced with dark, long, killer claws.

He smiled, "Welcome to Hell, bitches."

And then he jumped.

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Inspired by all the websites I had to read to imagine Hell.