Enigma of the Soul - Book 1 - Pieces

by Cassidy LionHeart

  “The thirteenth person does not want to show himself to you because he is scared of you. Personally, I don't blame him.” Jack glares deep into Dimitri's eyes.

  Edward comes forward behind Dimitri in another mirror with Julie beside him in the mirror to his right.

  “Why are you here with this demon?” Edward asks.

  “The important question would be: how did you get here in the first place?” Julie asks Dimitri.

  “This is Belial, and yes, he is a demon. He is my judge and told me that if I make it past this test that I will go to heaven. We have to work together so we can go to heaven,” Dimitri says to the three that he and Belial can see.

  The dark parts of Dimitri soul turn nine mirrors to black obsidian stone and shout out, “You will never go to heaven! You will die here with us!”

  Four mirrors remain untouched by the dark, demonic parts of Dimitri’s soul. These four mirrors form a triangle that Dimitri and Belial are standing in the middle of it. The last empty mirror on the back of the door slowly turns to jade. Julie's mirror starts to change to amethyst while Edward's mirror changes to snowflake obsidian. Jack's mirror does not change and stays with Dimitri and Belial, watching to see what they will do next.

  “Dimitri, I think that this is going to get even worse. You need to end this quickly before anything bad happens,” Belial tells Dimitri as he looks at Jack. Dimitri just looks straight at the mirror that turned to jade.

  Dimitri thinks to himself, 'Why is that mirror so different than the others? And why did it not show me the last and final thirteenth piece of my soul? Is that the most powerful and indispensable part of my soul?’

  “You best get ready for the hardest thing that you will ever face in your present or past life,” Jack stares at Dimitri. “Here it comes.”

  Hands and feet start to merge from the black obsidian mirrors. Nine creatures now slowly pace around Dimitri and Belial snarling, clawing, and taunting them. Each of the creatures has a different number branded on their body. Number one stops in front of Dimitri and talks to him while the other eight continue to circle them.

  “You locked us away when you decided to repent for what you started. We didn't like that too much. We like to come out and play. We like to have fun with other people. So why did you lock us up?”

  “I remember that I made you. A personal monster specially made for each person that killed my father and stepmother. But I was wrong for doing so. Nobody should be punished for what they did by a human being when there is a higher power at work at all times molding everyone and everything. I am sorry for making you all. But I guess since I made you that I must unmake you,” Dimitri stares into the darkness of the monster that is part of his soul.

  “You will not win! You will perish here because I know something that you forgot. You forgot that two of the parts of your soul are almost as bad as me and the other dark parts. The other part is a motherly figure that will not fight anyone or anything due to the fact its soul purposes is to protect you and to take care of you.”

  “That is what I'm counting on," Dimitri holds his hands up to the ceiling. "Jack, Edward, and Julie join with me! We shall overcome this darkness that is in my soul.”

  The three mirrors that are holding Jack, Edward, and Julie crack and fall to the floor as the pieces of their souls fly out to combine with Dimitri. Dimitri becomes more whole as he watches the nine dark pieces of his soul combine into three different monsters.

  “I'll be right over there while you take care of this problem,” Belial backs over to the last mirror that still has not revealed itself yet.

  “Dimitri, we are going to destroy you!” The three dark monsters say in unison.

  “Bring it on,” Dimitri whispers beneath his breath and hears in his head. 'Let's do this.'

  The three monsters circle Dimitri changing their form and shape becoming smaller or larger, adjusting themselves to the different pieces that they're made out of. One monster becomes large and bulky as its body becomes more muscular, taking on the raw strength that is hidden within Dimitri. The next monster becomes tall, thin, and fluid-like as its arms and legs swim through water freely like a bird flying through the air. This monster laughs as it looks at Dimitri making silly faces at him. The last monster stops in front of a black obsidian mirror that has joined together with two other mirrors. Slipping back into the mirror, the last monster's body becomes black with gold lines outlining the different shapes of puzzle pieces that make up it's ghostly figure. It stands on the other side of the mirror watching the other two monsters circle.

  Energy surges throughout Dimitri's body as he readies for the fight of his life. Jack, Edward, and Julie watch through Dimitri's eyes as the monsters taunt him. Jack and Edward tell Julie that they will take care of these two monsters and that it will be no problem. Julie curtsies to them then backs away. Dimitri smiles at the bigger, stronger monster then yells at the top of his lungs as he charges at him. His fist makes contact with the head of the large monster and the hard, leathery skin of it’s face. His fist slides off, and Dimitri loses his balance but regains it as he swings his opposite fist at the other monster. The fluid-like monster dodges Dimitri's fist and laughs at him as he falls into one of the mirrors. Looking up, Dimitri see the large hand reaching down to grab his head. He swings his arm and knocks the monster's hand away only to be caught by the fluid-like monster's open hand, waiting for him to mess up. Dimitri's body is yanked up like a puppet on strings.

  ‘Are you three done getting your butts handed to you?’ Julie asks Jack, Edward, and Dimitri. 'Because if you are then I would love to show you how it’s done.’

  Julie takes over Dimitri's body and begins to dance. Shaking free from the fluid-like monsters grasp, Dimitri jumps in front of the bigger monster. The fluid-like monster swings its fist at the back of Dimitri's head. Dimitri curtsies to the two monsters as one punches the other one. Dimitri dances around the two monsters for the next five minutes making them hit and tear each other apart. The tears on their skin stay open to show miniature three-dimensional puzzle pieces on the inside of their bodies. In between the puzzle pieces are golden lines outlining the different shapes that make up the innards of each monster. The puzzle pieces joints shake and pull at themselves with each blow. The stronger monster falls to the floor with a thunderous thud and lies there in antagonizing pain.

  Dimitri cannot believe that he is winning this fight, and he hasn't thrown a punch for about five minutes now.

  'See, you guys just needed to trust a girl every once in a while.’ Julie says just before she gives the final blow.

  The fluid-like monster stands waving back and forth as it seems to run out of steam. It lifts up its claw to point at Dimitri as if it were calling for one last dance. Dimitri nods his head and walks towards this monster knowing that this is the end. The monster takes two steps forward as Dimitri walks with his hand out waiting for the other hand to lead. Looking down at the larger monster dying, Dimitri sees that its hand is trying to move to catch his feet and trap him. Dimitri smiles down at the larger monster then smiles at the monster standing in front of him now. After swinging its arm at Dimitri and missing, a look of fear comes over the fluid-like monsters face as Dimitri catches its hand. Dimitri spins around to put his back into the chest of the fluid-like monster and flips it over his back. The stronger monster’s arm pierces the fluid-like monster’s chest as it is flipped onto the other monster. It explodes into millions of tiny puzzle pieces that fill the room. Dimitri touches the stronger monster to see what happened to it after being hit by the other monster's body. Crumbs to the floor with millions of puzzle pieces rolling away from it.

  Dimitri stands up and looks to Belial. Belial looks back at him and shrugs his shoulders. They both stand in disbelief the pieces are sucked into the black obsidian mirror like a black hole. The two monsters’ mirrors disappear.

  A ghostly hand appears from the black obsidian mirror as it reaches for Dimitri. Its fingers wave back and forth as t
he arm that is attached to the hand becomes more visible. A foot then a leg steps into the room with Dimitri and Belial watching and waiting to see what is to come out next. The limbs are black with gold outlines of puzzle pieces covering its skin. A dark featureless face comes through the obsidian mirror and begins to speak.

  “I have been waiting for this to happen for a long time now. Do you think that you are all kindness and light? Let me tell you just a little something about your inner soul. It is I, a dark, hollow, nothingness waiting to be unleashed on the world so it may destroy it and all the good that is in it. Oh yes! You are an evil little person deep down that loves sadomasochism. You are the beginning of chaos. Welcome home Dimitri.”

  “What is your name?” Dimitri asks.

  “You already know my name. You named me a long time ago. Have you forgotten? Have you forgotten me? Or have you locked me away to try to forget all my greatness. I will tell you my name, but then we shall finish what we have started. Agreed?”

  “I agree to nothing. Say your name.” Dimitri replies.

  “Draven is my name because it has a hollow meaning. Thank you Dimitri for naming unadulterated chaos.” Draven bows to Dimitri.

  “Now I must destroy what I have created. Prepare for your destruction, Draven!” Dimitri takes a fighting stance.

  “You think that you can destroy me? By what means do you think you can accomplish this? By ripping me apart? How about un-thinking me? You are as dumb as you look. I had been created long before you have existed and even longer before the anyone else, too. There is only one that can destroy me, and that one is too weak to do so now. Go right ahead and take your best shot,” Draven waves his hand in a fighting motion.

  Belial watches Dimitri dash straight towards Draven and swings. His hands land in Draven’s chest. They sink into the golden outline black puzzle pieces until only three inches above his wrists show. Unable to move, Dimitri tries to free himself by putting a knee against Draven’s hip, but his leg only sinks into Draven’s hip. Draven laughs as his hands rest on Dimitri’s shoulders.

  “This might hurt a little bit.”

  Dimitri's skin opens as if 10,000 razors have cut to reveal what is underneath. Dimitri is hollow on the inside. Draven's body is beginning to disassemble itself, slipping through the cuts on Dimitri’s skin and into his hollow body. Dimitri’s body becomes darker with every puzzle piece that enters. The last puzzle piece enters Dimitri’s mouth as he falls to the floor. The cuts on his body seal up and glow gold while changing into different puzzle pieces shapes and sizes. Putting his legs under himself, Dimitri slowly stands with his back to Belial. Dimitri lets out a giant roar and stretches out his arms. When Dimitri turns to face Belial, the demon sees a face that he fears. Eyeless sockets, black with golden swirls, stare straight at Belial with insane hatred. Black golden hair hides half of Dimitri’s face with the rest going everywhere it wants to. His mouth is distorted by golden fangs hanging as a low laughter falls out. His body twitches this way and that as he steps closer and closer to the jade mirror.

  “It is time! Time to end this! Time to take over this hollow body, and give it the soul it has been wanting and waiting for. For so long that it has forgotten what it was made for,” Dark Dimitri points at the jade mirror talking to somebody that Belial cannot see or hear.

  “You will not leave this room. This room will be your prison, and I will never give up on keeping you here. You are the one that shall die here, not me,” A child's voice echoes throughout the room, making Dark Dimitri angrier.

  “Why do you play these games with me? Come and face me! Face your destruction as I rip you apart to join the last pieces of my soul together,” Dark Dimitri puts both hands on the jade mirror. His voice lowers to a whisper, “Come out, come out, where ever you are.”

  A child slowly appears in the jade stone mirror looking deep into Dark Dimitri's eyes, “You shall never pass. I will never let you out of this room. You are something that has been created by a lost soul. I wished I never created you. I will die before I ever let you out.”

  Two hands stretch out from the jade mirror and grab Dark Dimitri to pull him into the jade mirror.

  “It’s not going to be that easy child,” Dark Dimitri grabs the arms and pulls him out of the mirror into the room.

  Belial sees a child lying on the floor face down with his back to him. The child turns his head to look at Belial, and he sees a young Dimitri who cannot be more than six years old. Dark Dimitri grabs the child by the hair and pulls him to his feet. As psychotic laughter fills the cold room, Belial watches the child-created demonic soul torture its innocent child's soul. Belial stands there debating whether to interfere. Nothing like this ever happened when he led someone to see inside their own soul. Dark Dimitri throws young Dimitri across the room, making his body slam into the obsidian mirror. A whimper comes out of the child’s mouth as he hits the floor. Dark Dimitri races over to kick and stomp him, and he laughs. Young Dimitri cries for help as his little body becomes weaker and weaker with each hit.

  'I am not going to let this happen,' Belial thinks to himself.

  As he charges Dark Dimitri, Belial transforms into his demonic form pulling out his claws to dig them into dark Dimitri's back. Dark Dimitri continues to laugh as he stomps not noticing what is coming up behind him. Belial is a foot away from dark Dimitri's back when he moves out of the way, letting Belial's claws smash into the black obsidian mirror. Cracking sounds and demonic screams echo throughout the room, as Belial slams into the obsidian mirror. Dark Dimitri puts his knee in Belial's back and grips his wings, trying to rip them off. Screams and tearing sounds come from Belial. Young Dimitri crawls out from under Belial standing up to face the other two. Chanting fills the room as young Dimitri moves his hands around in circles creating a white glowing ball in front of him. Dark Dimitri glances at young Dimitri in time to see a white burst hit him knocking him off Belial.

  “Get off of him! I will not let you hurt Belial!” young Dimitri stands, panting, trying to regain his strength as his right arm is glowing gold along the outlines of the different puzzle pieces that make up his body. The soul blast took a lot out of him, but he knows that this will not be the last.

  Belial falls over a couple of times as he tries to stand up. Young Dimitri rushes to help Belial, keeping a close eye on Dark Dimitri. Dark Dimitri brushes himself off and stands up as he begins to laugh again. Blood leaks from the tears in Belial’s skin around his wings. Belial knows what he must do to win this battle. Young Dimitri glances at Belial and nods his head to confirm that he is ready. Dark Dimitri waves his hand to taunt them. Belial and young Dimitri charge Dark Dimitri knowing this could be the end.

  Dark Dimitri slips between the two, grabbing their hands to twist their arms together and make them collide together. Belial falls back as he watches Dark Dimitri flip young Dimitri around like a rag doll. Young Dimitri gains his balance for a split second and punches Dark Dimitri in the gut, cracking his outer shell. Flowing throughout the inside Dark Dimitri’s body is different colored puzzle pieces that are the lifeblood to Dark Dimitri’s soul. Dark Dimitri screams in pain as young Dimitri puts his hand inside the hole and Dark Dimitri’s lifeblood flows out. Belial shakes off the blow to his head to see what young Dimitri is doing. Young Dimitri looks over at his jade mirror and commands the door to open.

  “Thank you for all that you have done, Belial. Now you must leave, but remember me. Remember what has happened here and who I was in the end. Go now before it is too late,” Young Dimitri smiles at Belial.

  Belial stumbles out of the mirrored room into the picture room. The pictures hanging on the walls are torn or empty. The room is a shell of its former glory. Only twenty-three feet separate Belial from freedom. Belial begins to feel faint with every step that he takes. A weak hand grabs his shoulder seven feet away from the exit door causing Belial to turn. Dark Dimitri stands in front of Belial with tears all over his skin showing the puzzle pieces within him.

  “You
will not…” Dark Dimitri mumbles.

  Young Dimitri appears from nowhere and pushes Belial out of the room into the emptiness that brought the both of them there. Belial turns and looks to see young Dimitri tearing into Dark Dimitri’s chest with his fingers. Thousands of puzzle pieces burst everywhere as Dark Dimitri crumbles. Small pieces speckle young Dimitri.

  The child stands at the door facing Belial.

  “Remember what happened here and what you saw. Good-bye, my friend, for my time is up,” Young Dimitri falls apart. The doorway becomes black and fades away.

  Belial sits with his head in his hands as his blood seeps from around his wing sockets. He cries because an innocent child just gave up his soul to save his damned, demon soul.

  Chapter Zero One

  “There are different planes of existence just as there are different souls. Each soul is unique in its own way. Some are strong while others are frayed and ready to fall apart at any time. Nevertheless, each soul has a purpose, a goal it must achieve before it gets to go onto the next level. A soul can be strengthened over time or can be shattered into millions of pieces, drifting in the void of existence. Sometimes these pieces of souls can bump into each other and combine to make larger pieces of a new soul. If enough pieces combine, a new soul is born, NOT by man and women, or by an Angel or demon or Djinn, or even Me. This soul is a lost soul that must find its place on its own or be destroyed by a higher power. Sometimes I step in to undo what occurred accidentally, and sometimes I sit back to see what will happen.”

  God

  Section Two: The Deal

  Chapter 30

  On David's twentieth birthday, he decides to go fishing by himself. He remembers when he and his family would go to the river to have a picnic and before everything happened,. His father would help him and his brothers set up their fishing poles. Sometimes, the worm jumped off the hook and scared one of his older brothers. David knew that they were always playing around. In the past, he and his older brothers would take a couple of worms and scare their sisters. David's mother would spread out the picnic blanket then set up lunch for everyone. His father built a campfire to cook the day's catch. If he and his brothers were tried of fishing, they played games along the side of the river's grassy bank.