"Please.. This is her first mission, please don't!" A women pleaded. She was wearing old, brown rags that had been violently ripped apart. She clasped her hands together and went on her knees. "Please.. My little girl." Tears slipped down her face. The dark figure turned to her and gave her an evil smile. 

"I don't plan on killing her sweetie.." He cooed softly. She looked up at him with tearfilled eyes. "I plan on never reuniting her with her family." Her face fell. He smirked with victory as he gazed down over his empire, aka Hell.

Mountains of volcanos were scattered throughout the vast land. Prisoners were walking to their doom, chained side-by-side. He smiled at his accomplishments. She stared at the men in horror.  

"W-Why.." She cried. "What did I ever do?!" She shouted. 

The Dark Lord violently grabbed her chin and raised her face up to meet his. Her teary eyes didn't soften him at all. He raised his hand and gave her a hard slap. She fell down to the stinging pain. And she held her chin, trying to lessen the pain. "Don't you EVER. Yell at me!" He roared. The lava in the volcanos began to rise and they shook with great force. 

Lava began to run down from the volcanos and prisoners scattered, but it was no use. They had nowhere to run, hide, or protect themselfs. They had no reason to live anymore. The Dark Lord smiled as he watched his prisoners suffer. He slowly turned around and looked at her. 

"You know what you d