#nsopen

Abaddon stood by the gates to Hell, waiting for the moment when her assistants would crawl out. It was a chilly day, full of icy breezes and falling leaves. The world was making way for fall, and the atmosphere was incredibly dreary. She liked it like this; everyone stayed indoors mostly, unless they had things to do. It meant she could sneak into the woods without any humans watching her. She wanted to kill them all, but at the same time she knew that it would not help the situation one little bit.

When three hours had passed, she gave up hope of more demons coming out. They'd probably heard of the wasteland up here and decided not to make a show of their faces. Sitting on a fallen tree, the redhead wondered what it was about this place that had drawn in the Hellgates in the first place. She had a theory that there was a key here, a person who Hell was attracted towards, but it was just a theory. The woods were a little foggy around the edges, especially near the Boundary. That's what she'd been calling the edge of it, where nobody could pass through. Although, when Abaddon paid enough attention, she could slip through for a little while. She knew there were archangels out in the big wide world, so she didn't stay for long. If they ever found her there would be a battle as big as Lucifer had wanted. The clouds drifted by, and Abaddon felt herself bristle when she heard a twig snap somewhere behind her in the woods. She turned to look, searching.

"This place is disgusting."