the demon of supernatural

**Chapter 2 - The Fight for Survival**

Alex woke up in a different place, still in Hell, but now more aware of his surroundings. He was in a cave of black stone, with a suffocating heat and the distant sound of chains dragging on the floor. The air was heavy, filled with a metallic and acidic smell that made his throat burn. But more than that, he felt the weight of his new existence, of the transformation he had undergone.

He was no longer Alex Ribeiro, the *Supernatural* fan. He was now a demon, a creature of Hell. Although the memory of his previous life was fresh in his mind, he could not ignore the fact that he was in a completely different world. But one thing he knew: he did not want to submit to the cruel hierarchy of Hell. He did not want to be another pawn in the hands of the most powerful demons.

"Malgorath said that survival here is everything," Alex thought. "So I need to find a way to become stronger, to change my destiny."

As he tried to stand up, he realized that his appearance had changed. His skin was darker, and his eyes, previously brown, now glowed with an intense red color, as if the fire inside him had taken over his essence. He felt a different strength, an evil energy pulsing through his veins, but he was not comfortable with it. The feeling of becoming something he hated was overwhelming.

Suddenly, a low laugh echoed off the walls of the cave. Alex turned and saw Malgorath stepping out of the shadows, a cruel smile on his face.

"I see you are beginning to understand the situation," the demon said, with a tone of amusement. "The first thing you need to learn here is that Hell is not a place of mercy. We are all predators, Alex. And now you are part of the menu."

Alex gritted his teeth. "I am not any kind of predator. I am... someone different."

Malgorath took a step towards him, watching him with amusement. "Oh, someone different? So you think you can change your fate here? How do you think you'll survive without submitting to the hierarchy? Hell is about power, Alex. If you don't have power, you become prey." Alex didn't answer right away. He was thinking. He knew he needed power, but he didn't want to become a monster. He didn't want to be like the cruel, pain-hungry demons that ruled Hell. But he also knew that if he didn't adapt, his new life would become an even worse hell. "Is there something you can teach me? Something that will help me... not be just a puppet of Hell?" Alex asked, the suspicion in his voice unmistakable. Malgorath smiled, the smile of someone who knew something Alex didn't. "Yes, I can teach you, but the question is, are you willing to pay the price?" Alex didn't answer right away. He knew that in Hell, nothing came for free. Everything had a price. "I'll teach you the basics," Malgorath continued. "First, you must learn to control the energy that now courses through your veins. You are a low-level demon, but this energy can be harnessed. If you can use it correctly, you can increase your strength and powers. Second, you must submit to the codes of Hell. There is no loyalty, only temporary alliances, and betrayal is what keeps this place running."

"I do not wish to submit to Hell," Alex replied firmly. "I am not a monster. No matter what happens, I will find a way out of here."

Malgorath laughed again, once again pleased with Alex's determination. "You have courage, but in Hell, courage only leads to one place: death. But one way or another, Alex Ribeiro, you will learn the truth about Hell. Now, come with me. The training begins."

Alex did not know what the future held for him, but one thing was certain: he would not be easily dominated. Even though he was a low-level demon, he still carried the flame of a hunter, and he was determined to use it to become more than Hell expected of him. He was not willing to accept his fate without a fight. And who knows, maybe deep down, he could still find a way back to the world of the living.