Leaving the mansion.

Amidst a large piece of land above a flat mountain top that stretched left and right further than the eye could see, filled with greenery ,lush gardens with a variety of fauna,fountains and grand statues with a domineering aura stood a large castle that occupied eight thousand hectares of land sorrounded by seventy kilometers walls with a square donjon with round Corner towers, each topped by a conical roof and lanterns.

At the central part of the grand castle was an additional central tower that had flying buttresses, a spiral staircase and its own lantern this time topped with a fleur-de-lis.This was the tallest tower of the chateau, 96 metres (314 ft.) tall.

The whole tower had black walls made of graphene topped with dark grey roofs. Combined with the viscious steel skull sculpture wrought within the huge steel gate, it didn't leave much to imagination that one was at the castle of the underworld itself.

The interior of the mansion was just as grand if not better than the outside.The foyers flooring was made of black granite with emrald streaks running with it. Despite being a place easily accessible to the guests it was filled with precious stones. On the high ceilling that made the room grander than it already was a diamond waterfall chandelier could be seen slightly above the second story floor level.

On both sides of the first floor leading to the second floor were two twin golden custom wrought iron staircases giving the two story entryway a peek into the first and second story of the mansion. Just as a finishing touch off to the right slightly a further from the right stairway was a black and gold concert grand piano.

Currently in the top floor, the fourth story, which was usually the residence of the elders was a boy.The central top residential floors usually belonged to the elders and was the most secure place of the tower due to the elite guards posted there and the powerful family elders. Since his birth when they recognised his genius Hael had been kept under top priority security hence him staying on the elders floor.

Back in his room Hael stood in front of the mirror. He was a handsome young man with a light caramel skin tone with a cool undertone 1.73 metres (5'8".) tall with short black hair. Hael had deepset black sharp eyes and hard angled eyebrows that made him look cold at first sight but that was not entirely false since he was not welcoming nor warm either.

He wore a long sleeve black shirt under a black coat with a pitch black tie to keep the black pattern going. On the bottom he wore a black pair of ankle length pants and finally topped it up with some Italian pair of shoes. Man!These darkness guys were taking this dark and black sh*t too seriously.

Hael had never been out much, his trips outside were always brief and he always had one elite guard as an escort and although his family thought he was oblivious to it he knew a team was always watching in the shadows ready to act of something happened.

The rest of the time inside the castle there was always an elder teaching him the ways of the darkness power of the Daemons and in his free time as there was nothing else to do he would practice some more with the darkness on his own. But today was different.

Today Hael was heading out and he planned on loosing the escort and the team as soon as he was outside those gates. Except for Mace who he could trust and just to be on the safe side as one could never except everything to always go smoothly.

After admiring himself some more and lining up his suit Droy opened the room and left the room and found his escort Mace waiting outside the door.

Mace was a man in his early thirties but looked barely over twenty five 1.8 metres tall with a medium build ,black hair and icy blue eyes that always seemed cold and calculating. Droy loved Mace the most as just like him he didn't speak much and seemed to understand him best. Mace also gave him some freedom as compared to his other two escorts who alternated with Mace to guard him.

Clack! Clack! Clack!

Sounds of the soles of his shoes hitting against the floor sounded as he walked through the silent corridors of the Elder's floor. They soon reached the staircase and heading to the third floor as he preferred the stairs to the elevator. After reaching the third floor Droy headed straight for the door at the last door on the right side corridor.

After knocking a sweet feminine voice came from the inside giving him permission to enter. As he entered Mace stationed himself right outside the door as it closed.

"How's my baby doing?",said Droy's mother as she gave him a hug and squeezed him tightly.

"Mom!",Hael complained.

"I'm not a baby anymore. See the stache?"

Hael tried showing off his barely visible mustache.

"Yeah I see it",Anna lied "But you are still my baby" she said as she pinched and pulled his cheeks softly. From this point on Hael gave up and just let go of the matter.

Anna Daemon was a woman with shoulder length black hair with a blue hue with a round face, ice blue eyes that were filled with curiosity and warmth contrasting deeply with Mace's cold and calculative ,small red lips and plump rosy cheeks. She had a good figure and and her age didn't match her looks at all. She was mid thirties but looked barely past twenty two.

"Sigh, I came to tell you I'm heading out with Mace."Hael told her.

"Ok no problem, just tell Mace that if I find you high again..."she didn't finish as her eyes turned cold and left Hael only imagining what would happen to Mace. Infact, last time Hael was the one that convinced Mace to have some puffs but Mace surprising....or unsurprisingly handled it better than him.

"Ok, I'll be going."Hael didn't feel like staying here any longer would be good for his health and left even before Anna replied.

As soon as Hael got out he signalled Mace that it won't be safe for them to stay there any longer as he made strangling gestures.Mace understood and followed after the running Hael. Fast. He knew his elder cousins wrath and only a fool would stay there. Yes ,he was Anna's little cousin and Hael's uncle that's another reason why they were so close to each other.

Actually all three of Hael's guards were related to the family in one way or another but Mace was the closest.

Faster than fast fleeing the third floor, they had arrived at the foyer and walked past the huge double hardwood doors leaving the mansion.

Just outside in the building they found a stable boy with two horses prepared .Both of them were black stallions. The black horses were rode only by elite guards and high rankers and close family members .

Each sitting on his own Mace and Hael sped off towards the gate for the mountains with Hael taking the lead.