The Boy Who Hid From Hell

A Story by Denis

This is a new story I just started working on. Its about a boy who found the devils book and now Hell wants to use him and Heaven wants to protect him.

I could feel myself slowly drowning. I didn't know what to do so I let myself be taken under;it didn't hurt as much as I thought it would. It started as a dull pinch in my chest then it slowly spread throughout my torso. I felt it in my throat, it felt like I was going to vomit. A slow burn started in the back of my throat,then without hesitation my whole body was consumed my this force. It was a hard thing to comprehend, inside I was scared but a part of me welcomed it in with open arms. Finally the burn in my throat was gone and the pain in my chest disappeared; I could feel the change deep inside of me. Everyone around me were frightened, I could see it in their expressions. There was something else, I could feel their fear it was almost like I could taste it. I felt stronger, not just physically but mentally as well. The feeling was overwhelming, I felt so much strength and power nothing like I've ever experienced before. As I stood up the crowd slowly backed away; the taste of their fear grew stronger in the back of my mouth. I started to laugh which made them fear me even more; i looked at their faces and saw absolute fear in their eyes and I enjoyed it. Before you judge me let me explain, my name is Abel. My whole life I have been bullied and picked on and today is the day that I had enough. Seeing being an outsider leaves you with a lot of alone time; and about a year ago I discovered this book about demons and angels. I never really believed in that kind of stuff but as I read the book I felt drown to it. And one day I did a summoning spell and a demon appeared. I was scared at first but it started talking to me in a language I had never heard before but I could understand every word. He told me of the book and said it was written by Lucifer but over the centuries it was lost. He told me he could feel something deep inside of me, that's why I was able to summon him. After that I hid the book in my closet and didn't even think of it until I met someone. I was sitting in the park one day after school, and a man came and sat down next to me. He noticed my tears and asked if I was okay. I told him I was, it's just another day of being bullied. He sat there quietly not moving a muscle, then he asked about the book. I looked up at him and he was looking forward. I asked what book was he asking about, and with out hesitation he said "you know what book I speak of". "This book is extremely dangerous, you should not what the demon said lightly." I didn't know that too say to him. "how do you know about the book and the demon?"

"The demon you spoke to is a very powerful demon;the fact that you were able to summon him naked you a very special boy."

This time he was looking at me,with a sincere look of worry. "who are you?"

"It's best that I don't tell you my name but I am an angel."

"we heard news that a young boy found Lucifer's book and successfully summoned a demon, so I was sent down here to investigate."

"it's been a month since I've summoned him, you guys must be slow up there."

"It is not that we are slow child, I have been watching you for some time now. When I saw that you hid the book I knew I had to speak with you before you decided to read through it again."

I stood up with such force that even the man jumped up in shock.

"I found a book that just so happens to summon a demon and now I'm sitting on a park bench with an angel."

He looked surprised by my assumption.

"yes that is what happened. You have in your possession not just some book, this book was written by Lucifer himself. This book is not just some book this book is the end of the world as you know it. This "book" as you call it doesn't just summon a demon or two it summons Lucifer himself. That is why that demon did not kill you the second he laid eyes on you. You are a special not Abel, you can summon demons which means you can summon him and now hell knows."

I sat there not knowing what to say; then finally, "who are you"?

He sat there for a moment not moving then he turned towards me and in a soft whisper, "my name is Barachiel."