Ralph Jackson's capture
Ralph had been a soul trapped in the in between for almost ten years now. He was a healer, much to his dismay. He'd much prefer to be out there, fighting demons or negotiating with angels. He just wanted to do something. He wanted it so badly that when the opportunity came for him to travel down to hell with some of the Warriors to sort out an issue regarding some demons, Ralph jumped at it head first. Unknowing to him however, that it was all a trap.
It had been eerily silent as they descended into hell. Wasn't it supposed to be alive with the screams of damned souls? Ralph shook off the uneasy feeling in his stomach and followed the Warriors. They didn't talk much, which made Ralph sad. He had always wished he had a friend here, someone he could talk to, someone to care for. He guessed the time for that just wasn't now.
Suddenly, there was the shivering sound of howling. Ralph turned just in time to see a demon with red eyes pounce onto one of the Warriors, ripping at his throat with his teeth. The scene was so sickening considering the demon did it with human teeth, making it that much more painful looking and gruesome. The body of the warrior dropped to the ground, as well as the five others, leaving Ralph in the centre of four very angry looking demons. Just as one was about to pounce, someone shouted "stop!"
The demons winced and whimpered at the voice and shrunk away slightly. Ralph looked up, relief that his body wouldn't be taken over by a demon washing over him. That was when he realised the person who had spoken was the devil herself.
And she was smiling.
Not a good sign.
"Crap." He said under his breath.
So that was how Ralph Jackson became the Devil's prisoner.

*I wrote Ralph for a friend of mine. That is why Ralph is Clara's friend in the story. Hope you like it friend!*