To hell and back

My name is Lilith. My dad named me after The Lilith, the first demon. Oh and my dad is God. As in the one who rule over everything including heaven. You always hear how holy God is and how he is our savior. Sadly that isn’t true. My dad is evil and uses his powers and authority to abuse me. When I was born, it killed my mother. This angered my father. It didn’t help that I was born half demon and half angel. So I am a disgrace to my father and to all of heaven. I have been imprisoned in an inescapable cage. I can’t remember a time when I wasn’t abused and hated, locked in this cage. Just as I though that two high level angel guards materialize out of thin air. Their clean and prestige’s white robes will soon be covered in my blood. Sadly I will heal from it. Like other powerful angels and demons I heal faster than humans, but I still feel pain and I still scar. “Hello there abomination” asshole guard says. “Hello to you too, c**k sucker” I say with a smile on my face. “What have you got in store for me today?” Asshole pulls out a knife and rope. “Oh kinky. You know I love being tied up and bleed out.” The other guard laughed as he grabbed a torch, lit with hell flames. f**k this is going to hurt. “Why don’t you shut the hell up so we can hear your pretty screams while we play with you.” “Awww but you know I love when you play with me.” I said in a childish tone. I know this s**t is going to agonizing but I will never let them know how much pain I am in. Just then asshole grabbed my arms and before I could move he wrapped the rope around my hands. The rope has magic infused into it from God, so it physically hurts me and rendered me incapable of getting out. After I am sufficiently bound, asshole starts to cut off my minimal clothing. Guard two brings the hell fire closer to me. When it touched my left arm I have to bite my tongue to stop from screaming. Blood pools in my mouth. He keeps burning me until the skin melts away from the bone. Asshole takes the knife and carved a deep line down the inside of my right arm. I can see through the muscle and to the bone from how deep he went. It feels like my arm has been set on fire. My left arm has a giant hole in it. It is charred to the bone. I start laughing manically, “is that all you got.” They look at each other and guard two pulls out the metal tipped whip. They knew I hated this the worst thanks to the one time I accidentally let out a scream. Asshole smile and said, “we’ll I know this I your favorite toy. We are gonna have so much fun with you.” I am already dripping sweat. My body trembling slightly from the pain. I try to clench my muscles to stop it. Asshole walks behind me. I hear the metal tip of the whip dragging across the damp stone floor. “This is gonna be fun” guard two said as he stood in front of me. I hear the whistle of the whip through the air before I feel the anguish that accompanies it. One strike. Two strikes. Ten strikes. I don’t know if I can take any more. Finally the guards get board of my lack of screams and they roughly unbind me. They grabbed their “toys” and vanished. “f**k you” I screamed after them. Once they were gone I collapsed onto the cold, stone ground. Clutching my arms together trying to stop the pain. Our healing might be accelerated but it still takes time. I look at my arms and legs and see the multitude of scars covering them. My stomach and back are also filled with jagged and long scars. I will get my revenge on all of heaven and especially my “father” one day. I have all of eternity. With that thought I fall asleep, curled up in the ground. I wake when I hear loud shouting. It must be from the castle. It is faint but it is coming from above me. What the hell is going on. Next thing I know four figure in black hoods appear in my cell. How the f**k did they get in here? They don’t look like angels. “Who are you?” One of the steps forward, I can’t see any of their faces because of the hoods. The one who stepped forward grabbers my right arm. I scream in agony. My arm hasn’t healed yet and is charred. He lets go immediately. “What the hell” he says as he looks at me. One of the other figure, based on the voice he is male, say “hurry up we have to go.” “But this isn’t the situation we thought we were coming into” another male voice says. The last male say, “we will figure it out later. We have to go. Just grab her.” The first stranger does. Electricity flows across my skin and then when I open my eyes, I am in what can only be described as a large, gothic torture chamber. Great from one prison to another. Just as I was about to make a run for it, I was injected with a needle. Judging by the sudden dizziness and sleepiness it is blood if the damned. It is like a sleeping drug for both angels and demons. I tried to walk but ended up falling over. Before I hit the ground, two arms wrapped around me and set me on a cold metal table.