"I'll be up in a moment mum." Aaron mumbled into his pillow before he reached blindly for the covers which had fallen off of him somehow during the night.

"I'M NOT YOUR MOTHER FOOL." The thunderous voice from the night before had returned full of indignation.

His two storm-cloud-grey eyes flew wide open in fear then he screamed louder than he ever had before, at the foot of his bed was the creature, undoubtedly the source of the storm-like voice.

Its hairless blue-grey body was roughly humanoid, hunchbacked just to fit in between floor and ceiling. The only shreds of clothing it wore were two small, triangular black pouches that wrapped around its rippling shoulders on equally black belts. Its shoulders were also where the normality of the creature's body stopped.

Two muscle bulging arms branched at the elbow to sport not only a hand each, but two thick scorpion tail arms that ended in knife-like points which were definitely not mere adornment. Powerful legs turned the wrong way to end in clawed feet. Its head brandished two golden horns that stuck jaggedly out from either side of its forehead to end in points finer than any needle's.

The most disturbing image of all however was not its backward legs or its odd limbed arms, but its face, scarcely yet surely; human.

If it hadn't been for the branching arms and twisted legs he would probably have thought it was a stereotype demon.

"Aah-." Another terrified scream began to leave his lips, but the demon seeing this slapped him across the face, hard with the flat of its left arm's scorpion tail's knife-like appendage and numbed him from top to bottom with a feeling not unlike the one he'd gotten from having a tooth pulled at the dentist, his arms and legs held up protectively infront of his face fell limply to his sides of there own accord.

"ENOUGH FOOLISHNESS BOY, I'M NOT GOING TO HURT YOU, I HAVEN'T THE TIME OR WANT AND WE MUST LEAVE NOW BEFORE THIS CURSED DIMENSION DRAINS FROM ME MY REMAINING POWER.

AND YOU ARE COMING WITH ME, WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT."

With that the creature slung his limp, paralysed body over its shoulder, drew back its hand and punched mightily into thin air.

The image of his bedroom shattered as if it was made of glass, to be replaced by a steaming inferno of rippling magma lakes, boiling mountains of semi cooled lava and dark red sky, here and there crossed over by walkways of transparent red crystal.

A blistering wave of heat rolled over his paralysed body as the monster, carrying him stepped into the furnace, it was the final shock his fifteen year old mind could take in a night full of shocks and surprises, he'd expected to go to sleep and wake up the next morning in his own bed, instead in the middle of the night he'd been confronted by a demon and taken somewhere that resembled what he thought hell should look like.

Aaron fainted.

The sound of unearthly howling interrupted hellish nightmares and brought Aaron shaking into a world of grey stone and architectural magnificence left for centuries to become ruins of their former glory.

Slowly he opened his eyes, blinked twice and stopped the scream before it could leave his mouth, the demonic creature stopped shaking him by the shoulders and stepped back a foot. "Follow me bo-." Aaron ducked as the hellish creature broke off into a hacking cough that sprayed his back in what he assumed were globules of blue demon blood.