I will be at her side,

Forever and always.

To be her true guardian,

This promise I shall break.

XANDER

I couldn't believe this was happening and yes sometimes I too have these moments. I was surrounded by several pale looking men, ghostly pale with black eyes and black clothes. From their body emitted a black smoke and sand like residue. The minor demons as we call them. There were around ten of them and looked menacing but no one dared to make a move on me.

"Your Highness we are here to assist you to the palace." They all stated in unison.

"Why?"

"Because our King invited you." Again they answered all at once.

It was getting on my nerves.

"I am not in mood to meet King of Hell so disappear right now or I will have to blast you off." I warned them since I was about to go for my date.

And then a paler among the pale demons stepped out, he looked like a leader.

"Sire, we are ordered to bring you along at all cost." He said rather curtly for a demon.

"And what will you do if I don't?" I challenged them knowing quiet well they were afraid of me.

"We have the girl in our captivity."

As soon as he said those words I can't define how I felt. Pained? Angry? Shocked? No I felt something I have never felt, powerless. I could feel the power draining from me and my mind went in a trance. I felt the world blur around me and blood rose to my head making it throb painfully. Demons had Freya as a prisoner, the fact was like fire burning my internal self with soul seeping pain.

I allowed my immense anger to take over.

"HOW DARE YOU!" I bellowed my next words.

"She is unharmed and she will remain so if you just meet the King of Hell." The leader demon said this almost trembling.

My anger was on its peek and I moved my hand destroying all but the leader demon in front of me.

"You made a big mistake by touching her. If she hurt in any way I will destroy Hell no matter the rules, I don't care about them nowadays." I threatened them dangerously and the leader cowered a step back and nodded.

"Like I said she is just there to make you comply with our invitation. She will not be harmed in anyway." He said now losing the entire colour he might have had in him.

Now I was powerful enough to destroy any demon but to rescue Freya I needed the location where demon's resided so I decided to accept the invitation of the King of Hell.

Apollyon, King of Demons was notorious. Angels and Demons usually didn't have any meeting and are always in cold war state. If some demon becomes rogue and reaches out of the boundary then we angels kill them and that was like most of the time.

Like Angels they had the royals, the government, the soldiers and commoners but there were Lethals, demons who are like criminal of human world, they are brutal, deadly and powerful. They killed for fun, used black magic and had power of human possession. They are even known to vanquish souls something even angels can't do.

And they are usually known to be tortures for prisoners to King which Freya was now.

This was first time a King of Heaven and King of Hell will be meeting in Hell. Usually even if they met before my reign it was in Heaven or on neutral grounds.

I should have felt guilty because Freya was in this danger because of me but I subsided the emotion because with guilt came regret and with regret came painful decision. I will rescue Freya and under no condition I shall leave her. And though I was a danger to her I was also her protector.

I should have known when the demon leader created a black portal out of nowhere that this was going into wrong world, the dangerous world but I walked in nevertheless. Freya was there and as a guardian angel I couldn't be far.

As soon as I stepped in the portal, I noticed that it was pitch dark. They didn't want anyone to see the path but my angel vision was enough to make me see and remember. I was too much angry and worried to notice the surrounding; I just looked for distinctive marks and avoided the blood around.

The path was all marble and cemented cold walls covered with splattered blood, now it was real or idea of decoration I had no idea. It had a smell of depression, death and evil. That didn't bother me but if Freya was brought from this way how she might have felt in the dark and cold. The wall cracked as I walked passed and the demon leader gave me a startled look.

I glared at him and he turned away. He will never agree to be the courier boy again.

After walking for a while we were front of a large black coloured Iron Door with two rubies embedded in it like to eyes to a black face.

"This gate opens to a particular kind of blood." The demon told me.

I needed to donate a blood drop to open it? Did they make Freya do this? I was disgusted and enraged; I will make them pay for this, for making a caring beautiful soul suffer.

The demon waited for me to give blood on my own, knowing very well that he can't force me to do so. I had to get inside so I obliged with a drop and gate creaked open with an ominous sound. It closed as soon as we were inside. I observed around and according to my calculation it will take me seconds to turn everything to dust, building and occupants.

The door opened to a magnificent room, I had to say. It was made with black marble and decorated with silver and green glass. Small fire balls dances near the ceiling as if they might burn the place but they only ignited it. The huge hall had sculpture of every famous evil creature surrounding it. A fluorescent green light came from the name sake windows and in background a slow music played, nice but kind of creepy.

The ground had a skull pattern made on in with glowing red colour. And when my eyes reached the throne, there sat a tall, lanky, pale looking man dressed in a black robe with a red cape. On the either side of his throne there was a gargoyle made of black dust as if the dust particle floating on sand.

The tall lanky man smiled at me, a smile that was genuine and so not like King of Hell. I bit back my rage before I destroyed everything in my sight.

"Where is she?" I asked as calmly as possible bringing out my wings to make my point that I was not to be messed around with.

"Oh she is fine and I must say she is beautiful." The King of Hell said.

I had imagined it many different ways but he looked normal for a King of Hell. He was not even exceedingly good looking like me. Nothing about him said King of Hell but I bet he had some mean tricks under his sleeve.

"I am here, that is what you wanted isn't it? Now release her." I said danger evident in my tone even to me.

"Mullin, bring the girl. Highness if very temperamental when it comes to her." Apollyon said with a smile in his tone.

Of course he knew I loved the girl more than anything and anyone.

Mullin, a strong looking man with cocoa coloured skin and blood red eyes bowed to Apollyon and then with a hateful look, towards me and left to complete the orders.

We both waited in silence, he giving me an amused look and I seething with anger.

A moment later Mullin walked in with him two guards brought in my human.

My fists clenched tighter and heart wrenched in pain when I saw her. She was ghostly blue with no colour on her cheek or her lips. She had darkness underneath her eyes and I could almost see the nerves from her collar bone. Before I could vent my anger and pain on people around, she gave me her brave and sweet smile, like telling me she was fine and I had to control my anger.

When you see a person in pain you love you are angry, wrathful and filled with vengeance but when that person smiles just for you, you forget everything around, everyone and the only thing you notice is that smile and the pain within on seeing the bravery of that person. It was like that for me.

I moved in her direction obviously but King of Hell created some barrier that stopped me. I turned to glare at him but he motioned for me to sit down on a huge throne like chair that appeared out of nowhere. With Freya in Mullin's hand I couldn't take chances so I didn't move forward but I neither sat down.

"You said she was not hurt." I growled at King of Hell.

He smiled a calm smile and said, "That is just Hell effect we didn't touch her. It's the tormented souls and nightmares that trouble her. We knew you never entered her house so it was the only place we can get hold of her. We have been following her for past two months since you made yourself visible to her."

"Why? What do you want?" I asked getting exasperated now, I wanted to hold Freya in my arms and see she was fine.

"Oh, this old man just wants to talk to his son."