Of Heaven and Hell (Part 3) 'The Walk'

The Human body is so fragile, yet so strong. It only takes four feet to kill a man, though that very same man can over thirty stories and still survive. It only takes a teaspoon of water to kill a man, and again, he can also have his entire lungs full of fluid and still live. 

The night was so cold, a normal man would have through he was freezing to death. The thick, misty fog whirled around our feet as we walked down the now empty sidewalk. The cold did not bother me, I found it relaxing and soothing. Most of my life was spent in the extremes of Hell, both the infernos and the glacial ice. 

A point I most make, most believe that hell is a pit of flesh melting fire. I am sorrowed to say, it is much more. Hell is filled with every single thing that causes pain, misery, and agony. Extreme heat, cold, damp, dry, extreme pain, sights of pleasure and you are chained down just enough so you can never experience it. Hell is that of destruction, chaos, and desolation, where sorrow and grief… call home. 
I was scared that Danyelle would get cold, neither of us had anything heavier than short sleeves on. I held him close to me, and used the very liquid fire in my veins to protect him form the cold, and I loved every second with him deep in my embrace. It was not very far from El Diablo, only a block or two. The fog rolled and swirled like a snake around our swift steps. I held him tightly, but not so much that I would hard him, he seemed so frail, and brittle. The only thought that traveled through my mind was, “No one will ever break you, I promise.” I kissed the top of his head, and looked up at the sky, I thanked the Great Creator for letting me have just a moment to be with the wonder in my arms. I will spend the last of my eternity but in Hell, if only I can stay with Danyelle. What I found so amazing about this, was his name, Danyelle (He that lights my way). He was doing more than lighting my way, he ignited my world, lighting it with a fire that would place the infernos of Hell into a dim candle light. 

Then it caught me eye, something loomed in the empty shadows of an alley behind us. I did not see who is was, but I knew what it was. It was an incubus, a vampire to you mortals, and he was looking for his night’s meal, and he was looking at Danyelle. I paused in my steps and twisted towards the alley. I glared at the unseen stalker, and hissed and a tone that only demons and other creatures of the abyss could hear, forcing him to realize that Danyelle was not, nor ever to be, his prey. The incubus, faded back into the shadows, without any sign of resistance. I quickly returned to Danyelle’s sweet embraces. The power inside my veins wanted to burst from their prison. I wanted nothing more than to hold him for the rest of eternity. I wanted him to be my everything, and live the rest of our lives together. He looked up at me, his eyes so pure with his virtuousness, and I could not resist, no matter what the cost, I needed to kiss him again. I leaned forward, our lips touched and the dark tsunami of power surged the empty street, the lamps overhead, lighting our path, imploded into themselves like microscopic black holes. The darkness of shadows now rained over the void crosswalk. I gathered my strength and regained the power loosened, and with much regret, broke the kiss. He smiled so big, and buried his head into my chest. 

Before I realized, we had almost passed up my apartment. I fumbled with the keys and unlocked the rusted latch. I had thought several occasions about just scorching the damn thing. The door opened to the dark cavity of the lobby. I wanted to pick him up and fly him up the thirteen flights of stairs, sweeping him off his feet and never letting him go. The way the stairs were made there was a perfect gap through the center of the flights. I wanted to try it but I was not sure. 

Then he kissed me again, he wrapped around me, his arms felt so wonderful, the smell of his hair, the feel of his flesh. When I looked up and to my surprise, we were on the top floor. How did we get up here, I did not fly us up here… did I? The kiss crested my power more than I realized. “Is everything okay my raven?” Raven? Unusual sweet-name, but I liked it. 

“I am okay sweetness, I am just so happy I have you in my arms right now.” He smiled, and I could not fight the urge to touch his lips, nor did I.

I did not care this time about the lock, we were still stuck in the kiss, I waved my hand and the door unlatched and opened for me. I could not holdback anymore, I had to be apart of him, to have him apart of me…