The end was neigh,

I will get what is mine,

I know where I belong,

I will be reckless this time.

XANDER

It took me few seconds to reach Hell and this time I didn't came through back doors but made a grand entrance. I could see the castle from up front it was onyx colored with flames burning at the peak of each tower. There were five towers in total and the highest one had a black dragon as a guard I guessed. But these puny things didn't bothered me, nothing did.

I was here as ultimate annihilator till I get my human back, safe and sound. They will pay if she had been harmed in anyway. I had a tiny bit of guilt for destroying almost half the Heaven, attacking all the gate guards and causing disaster on earth. I hope Freya never finds that out, she will be angry at me.

I bashed open the gates killing two demons and a Hell hound in process. And just for the fun of it I froze the fire around, as human's say till hell froze. I obliterated every soldier coming my way with a mere flick of my fingers.

It had to be a wrathful demon at least to make the fight interesting. Others weren't even worth looking at. King of Hell must be hard to beat but he was not going to hurt his own son not until he had hope of turning me in his puppet.

It took me exactly four minutes and thirty six seconds to reach the throne room I had previously visited as a guest.

Apollyon sat there with the smile of victory, I wanted to punch that smug smile off his face but that was so not angelic and way beyond me.

"Ah, so you made it here and faster than I thought. Don't worry she still lives. I have already allowed you to destroy most of my men and palace now it would be better if you control your anger if you want to see you girl." Apollyon now sounded like King of Hell, black fire in his eyes, black smoke emitting from his body ready to engulf everything around.

He was angry. But I was angrier.

I noticed his palace was already under construction after my last stunt here.

"Are you sure you want to threaten me? It will take me minutes to destroy this place and find Freya." I snarled back at him.

"Did I mention, if you want to see your girl, alive?" He added a minute yet drastically important detail.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HER?" I yelled making the palace tremble.

"Be calm and show some manners and I will show you." He smiled dipped in malevolence.

My hands clutched tightly in a fist and he smile grew wider. This was maximum he knew he will be getting in mannerism section from me when he had my girl in his captivity.

"Follow me." He stood up and walked towards a door that appeared out of nowhere.

I followed him and as soon as I stepped inside the door, I had that feeling. The feeling that screamed loud; she was here, she was in danger. My steps hastened and I had the desperate urge to fly and be next to her like a shield, like a cocoon.

But I had to wait for Apollyon to saunter calmly ahead of me taking his time to reach Freya.

I noticed the onyx walls around me as I walked the narrow path that was lit up with red light. It was much like the illegal areas in human world. I could hear screams of death and despair, many souls crying out for help and roars of distress and torment. The sound haunted me, not because I was scared but because Freya was here somewhere, in this deathly depressive and torturous place.

As soon as I had Freya in my protection I will kill King of Hell no matter about the balance of world and consequences.

For a while we walked through narrow path, then through fire and then I crossed a series of prison. The bars will lit up with green fire and painted in wrathful demon blood, Inside there was grey smoke and I could hear the shrill cry so heart wrenching and soul piercing that I wanted to help that soul, whoever that was.

"She was here for a little while, your girl. Brave one, never screamed." Apollyon commented casually.

I felt the blood boil inside me and I gritted my teeth together to restrain unfathomable anger. But my anger affected the surrounding and gust of strong wind shook the place.

I heard Apollyon chuckle, he was having fun with this. I closed my eyes and breathe deeply to trying not to think about how Freya was now. I couldn't bring myself to think how much she was in pain, because if I did even I could break down. The scream from before was so intense that I wanted to save a complete stranger. Had it been from Freya I would have actually shattered and vanished.

"Can we skip the tour; you really don't want me on your bad side Apollyon?" I finally said enough with the mental torture.

And I thought an angel can never feel pain, I felt it in extreme now.

"Oh, you don't want to see the fire pit, the thumb chains, and the eye plucking not even the endless slashing?" Apollyon pretended to be disappointed and annoyed.

I glowered at him in return. He got my answer and nodded with a smile.

"Then to Soul Scratcher it is!" He sounded jubilant and I knew it was not very pleasant.

Another door popped out and this one was red unlike the other black ones.

As we entered, my breathing actually stopped. I had the strong sense to her presence, she was there.

My eyes searched for her and when they found her I actually cringed and my insides recoiled. I have never cringed in my life, why should I, why would I? Nothing can subdue my anger but this did, seeing Freya all bloodied and burned up, her beautiful skins filled with deep gashes flowing with blood, her eyes swollen with crying, her lips chapped and bleeding, made me realise the meaning of loss. I know now why humans cried because right then I felt the energy sucked out of me, wanted to fall down on my knees, let myself crumble and cry. I was an archangel without any power or hope left inside me.

Freya couldn't see me, she was half unconscious her head swaying not finding a place to keep it. I had the desire to run to her and place my shoulder so than her head can rest. It was least of the worries though, her swaying head. The bruises all over her hand were an ugly shade of black oozing out blood. I stepped closer to her personal Hell; I noticed a demon, his skin charred with raven black hair that reached down to his waist. He had blood red eyes and he placed his hand on a silver blade making a slight cut and then walked to Freya.

As soon as he placed his hand on her forehead, she bit her lower lips too hard making it bleed even more. Her eyes clenched shut even tighter forming unwanted crease when her lids closed, multiple streak of tears flowed down. As if knowing what I was about to do, Apollyon gripped my arm.

"Now I'll show you the fun part." He said his grip too tight for a normal touch.

I would have jerked him away and helped Freya but right now she felt fragile and afraid that she might break I stood there. My heart was in so much pain that it felt like it wanted to stop. My head was about to explode, I guess there was a limit to amount of pain even angel could take. But Freya surprised me, she didn't once scream or maybe she had no energy to do so.

My one touch could heal her but I had no idea what was being done with her, how much she was damaged. Right then I wanted to cease my existence, if it hadn't been for me she would never faced so much, she would never be in Hell. Even with her worst deed she would still land on Heaven and I brought this girl to hell and made her King of Hell's personal revenge target, his punching bag.

I could feel the pain in every part of my body, even my wings trembled that much pain torture I felt.

"Belial, show him." He commanded and Belial bowed down, his black outfit flickering with fire and smudged with blood.

Belial hands swirled and Freya jerked back awake. My body went rigid with anger and anxiousness. She gasped, her eyes fluttering open. She gulped that brought look of immense torment on her face. I felt that as her guardian angel and my urge to pull her out from there grew stronger.

"Leave and forget Alexander and we will let you go." Belial said in a dead pan, depressive tone but his eyes threatened and brought out the real meaning of his words.

In no condition to speak she shook her head in no, even on slight movement her face constricted with pain.

"There, you see. Even with the hell prison torture, keeping her starved for more than twelve hours and now even with Soul Scratcher, she refuses to forget you. You have her in some kind of spell Alexander." Apollyon commented with a smirk.

He knew my weakness and he was exploiting it to full potential.

I came to a conclusion; she loved me more than I loved. And this took a lot to say because I am Archangel, to be King of Heaven. I broke the traditional, the authentic laws, the religious rules, the code of the world, the commands of the Elites and balance of the universe to be with her.

I threatened to destroy everything if anyone tried to come between us or try to take her away from me. She is my addiction, my want, my need, my life and love. And yet I am ready to say she loved me more. Because right now even when I was the reason her family was in danger, I was the reason she suffered all the torture, I was the reason she cried so much, she still refused to forget me or even leave me.

She was being truthful when she said nothing and no one could ever stop her from loving me. I destroyed the girl, her own guardian hurt her and yet she loved me this much. I had no sense of this, who in their right minds could love someone. I was the angel, I was connected to her and felt extreme for her but she was just a human, how can she be devoted to me so much, trust me so much.

For once I regretted her love for me. But with her stubborn reaction she never once regretted being with me.

"I'll tell you what Soul Scratcher does Alexander. It pierces the body giving it mind shattering pain and then it hurts the soul, cuts it and inflict pain portion by portion so its becomes so irreparable that even the soul stops existing." Apollyon explained his voice like poison to my ears right now.

I didn't know what Soul Scratchers could do but now I knew, I felt the heart ripped out from me. I should have been angry and destroyed everything right then but I was too numb with pain and misery. For first time I felt nothing but pain so much pain that my other emotions lay dormant.

Harming her body was something I could heal, her soul, her pure, life filled soul...

"Cure her!" I gripped Apollyon's collar but he just grinned.

"I can't only you can." He said slightly wincing as my angel power touched him through my harsh grip on him.

"How?" I questioned desperately, immediately letting him go lest my anger made him wane all together.

Though it would harder to kill a King of Hell but I was this unstable now.

"Easy, allow your angel energy run through and viola she will be as good as new." He said obviously hiding something.

"And what you ask in return?" I asked knowing well he will not give the most powerful being on earth his only weakness back without wanting something in return.

"Be my son, be the King of Hell. Heaven doesn't want you as it is." Apollyon stated his demand.

This was fine by me, I could always say yes and after I have Freya I will demolish them all. There will be no place left to rule. I cannot allow them to live a single second after what they have done to my human.

"Fine, I agree. Now give me Freya." I almost snarled at him.

Next instant Belial handed me Freya and as soon as she fell in my arms, I crushed Belial with my own hands, his red eyes wide with terror and black smoke flowing out from his mouth as his hands stretched as if to hold on to something. I heard Apollyon's shocked gasp behind me when Belial's matter busted and scattered all over.

I had just killed a Soul Scratcher; I knew they were rare and deadly. But I found out then, they were nothing to me, just insects to squash to death.

"Just a little bonus for agreeing to your unfair deal." I said giving my conniving smile to Apollyon who still stood wide eyes and shocked.

I guess no one ever killed a Soul Scratcher.

I would have done some more damage had it not been for Freya.

"Xander? Is it really you?" She managed to say in a croaked tone, a smile appearing on her pain inflicted face.

This time actually a tear escaped my eye.