The Devil's deal

A angry youth get's a powerful magic ring

Devan Stone was an angry frustrated youth, misunderstood by his parents, bullied at school and detested by his teachers. He wore  piercings in his lip and chin and shaved half of his head bold, he wore black nail polish and ink on his lips; his only friend was Crash, a young hacker, real name Becky Wilkins. Her parents were over concerned and told her to stay away from him. If they were to know she hacked into the site of the FBI unnoticed by her own scrambler, (an invention made by her), the would go through the roof.

It was a drizzly Tuesday. He and Crash sat on a bench in the park.

How is your eye? It saw blue.

‘Trevor hits like a girl.’ he said ‘a toddler for that sake.’

She laughed, ‘look you all acting though.’

‘I am getting tired of being everybody’s trash bucket. He said. I am glad you don’t give me the finger.’

‘Dev, I have to tell you something.’ she said serious

‘What is the matter.’

‘I am seeing someone.’

‘Who.’

‘Jones.’

‘Dirk “jerkface” Jones? He always hits me. The last time he cut me with his knife and I needed stiches.’ he said angry

‘He’s really nice if you get to know him.’ she said defensive

‘We? Over, forever.’ said Devan, stood up and took his bike.

‘Devan, please let’s talk about it. He put up his hood and drove on his red and black mountain bike home, not caring being run over or not.

He went to his room on the attic. He took an old book that belonged to his great great grandmother. She was accused of being a witch and was burned at the stake. There was a page involving summoning the devil by sacrificing a cat. He

took Snowwhite, the pet cat from his sister who was always mean and condescending towards him. She hissed. He had drawn a devils pentagram with his own blood on the floor and lighted the black candles

He started reciting the old spell, words of a long lost civilization, carried to the centuries. He took a sacrificial blade, also belonging to his ancestors and stabbed the cat through the heart. Smoke and sulfur filled the room. ‘What do you want from me, human?’ a bellowing voice asked

‘A  means to punish those who hurt me, I want revenge.’

‘What a beautiful motive. I shall leave you with a magic ring, if you want somebody to disappear just wish it, and for every person you kill in this way you get one wish the ring will carry out. Sounds good.’ said a hissing voice

‘Yes.’ Devon said enthusiastic

He took the black ring with the red stone and put it on his left ring finger. He felt an incredible power coursing to his veins, it was almost as if he was on fire inside.

 

His elder sister barged in. ‘Hey, freak, you saw my cat.’ Then she saw all the blood on the floor, the cat was gone. ‘What the hell did you with Snowwhite she yelled and slapped him. ‘Bye, sis.’ he grinned, his sister went up in smoke. He laughed demonically. He cleaned up the blood, put the candles away and the book. The red stone on his ring shined bright. His dad was worried; ‘did you saw your sister today, Devon?’

‘No, I didn’t.’ he lied

‘Well if you would put of your headset with that infernal noise that you call music ones in a while and get away from your computer you might be  useful for something once.’ his dad said

‘Bye bye.’ said Devon

His dad disappeared.

 

Mom came home late. ‘Mom, I am so glad to see you said Devon upset. Both my Tracy and dad didn’t come home.’

‘What, why didn’t you phone me.’

‘I didn’t think of it.’ he said playing the concerned brother

In his head he thought: ’that are two wishes already.’

He grinned.

 

It was a long time ago he looked forward going to school but first he stopped at  Spike, a methdealer.

’Give me 10 ounces, Spike.’

‘Show me the cash first.’

Devan gave him his money. ‘Well, you hit a money tree didn’t you?’ Spike said sarcastically

You have no idea. He wished he won the jackpot of the lottery and the money was on his account. I the bad room he snorted several lines of the white powder. It gave him a boost.

‘Well, well. My favorite punching bag’ said Jones

‘Bye bye, Jones, see you in hell.’ The ring glanced, Jones disappeared screaming.

Crash came looking for Devon. ‘Have you seen Dirk.’

‘He changed schools I believe. Our he’s skipping classes, that wouldn’t be a surprise is it?

‘I am worried.’ she said

‘He is a big boy.’ Devon comforted her

‘I know but he is always doing stupid things.’ she said

‘Like cutting my face.’ said Devon sarcastically

‘I am wasting my time with you, you hate him.’

Devon took her arm. ‘Look it isn’t just that I hate the guy, I like you as a friend, as a brother. I don’t want to see you hurt over somebody who doesn’t deserves it.’

‘Just leave me alone.’ she cried

He fought the urge to make her disappear to, but he couldn’t. He went back snorting in the toilet and went to class when the bell rang.

‘Alright, history ladies and gentlemen. Who was the emperor of Germany in World War I’

‘Wilhelm the first.’ said Devon

Second wish, ultimate knowledge.

‘And they had a treaty with…’

‘Austria/Hungary.’ Devon said

‘Are you that looking up, you sneaky b*****d.

Devon showed his hands. ‘No smartphone, no book. Grill me.’

Alright what was the incident that started the war. The murder of Franz Ferdinand of Hungary in Serbia. Because Wilhelm had to help Austria Hungary he wanted to invade France first so he didn’t have to fight on two fronts. But Belgium refused to let his army pass and a desperate trench warfare followed. Millions died for less than a yard advancement on the front.’

‘I am impressed, Mister Stone ‘why your sudden interest for this war?’

‘War in general interest me, it takes the thin layer of humanity from us and makes us more worse than an animal.’ he stated

‘Well. Class dismissed.’

Devon grinned. Crash spoke to him outside. ‘What was that?’ exclaimed Crash

‘What do you mean?’ said Devon playing stupid

‘You hate history.’ she yelled

‘Well, I try to better myself.’

‘you don’t wear piercings anymore and no nail polish, you shaved your head clean and your lips aren’t  blue.’ she said, what’s going on

‘We all have to grow up once, don’t we. See you on the flipside crash, my greetings to Dirk, if you ever find him.’ he laughed

He walked away and felt a million bucks.

After school he went to a group of teachers who always have him a hard time. ‘Hello f*****s.’ said Devon

‘You have to be one to know one. Where is your lipstick and nail polish?’ said one teacher

‘Funny. Talk to the hand. Goodbye.’ Devon grinned maniacally

The teachers disappeared

 

The next day he went to spike and asked double the amount of the day before. He gave the cash. ‘Gee, you are starting to become a good client.’

‘The new me.’

‘Well it can’t be worse than the one before. Devon put on his hood and went to snort the speed inside the toilet. ‘Honey, are you here?’ said Debby, the most popular in school.

I am in here, babe, want a sniff?’

‘She entered, closed the door and sniffed a line.

They went hand in hand to class. Everybody stared.

‘No way, she and dorky Devon?’ the shool’s quarterback said

‘Man, I must be tripping.’ said somebody from the soccer team

‘More like she has to be.’ an African-American with dreadlock exclaimed

‘Well, there goes her popularity down the drain.’ another girl said

He waved his hand, all vanished.

‘Were is the rest of the class?’ said the math teacher furious

Everybody shook their shoulders.

 

Cops were brought into this they questioned everybody. Devon said:’ I find it strange my dad and sister also vanished one day without a not our leaving a trace. Then my friend said she couldn’t found her boyfriend.’

‘This is going on for days now?’ asked an officer

‘Yes, didn’t my mom called you about that?’

‘She did, mister Stone, it seems people disappear with you around. Let’s not forget the teachers. The gym teacher, chemist teacher and geography teacher.’

‘What do you think, I ate them or something.’

‘No, I have no evidence but I will be watching you closely buddy.’ the man said

He waited, followed the police car on his new scooter, it was an expensive one fixed to drive faster than legally permitted. At a Starbucks the cop who suspected him went inside. He flashed his hand. The cop was gone; he turned around and drove home. He said his heavy metal on and laughed. He did an impression. ‘What do you want, Devon? The world chico and everything in it.’

His mother entered. ‘Are you a psychopath? Your sister and father are missing and you laugh and quote an awful movie with that dreadful music on.

He made a wish.

‘My sweet Devon.’ she hugged him ‘you were always my favorite, f**k that loser husband and b***h of a daughter. I am going to make your favorite dinner.’

‘Thanks, mom.’ he said

Well that started to look like a bearable life.

 

‘You know what to do?’ the old man said

‘Yes.’ the girl said bravely

‘Will you be able to wield it if he is in front of you’ said the elderly monk concerned

‘I won’t fail you, sir.’ said the girl brave

‘Because he only has to give it one thought and you are true. The ring is a dreadful weapon.’

 

He was on his way to school when she jumped in  front him and swung the blade, he could dive away, turned around and yelled: ’what’s your problem?’

‘You, satanic scumbag.’ she screamed and jumped forward

Devon waved his hand. She vanished yelling.

 

She failed, you sent her to her death de bald monk said. A sword, you are old but this weapons are useless against someone who wields the Devil’s Ring. We are not sending or own anymore, I contacted professionals.

‘Lowlifes who kill for money.’ he said despising

‘The result justifies the means. Or order can’t risk more casualties.’ the man said angry

 

Devon wished for immortality, he wished the same like he was. It was his birthday, he became 18. Normally it wasn’t celebrated anymore since he became 15 and had his first serious argument with his parents about drugs and poor grades; that was the way of punishing him, his sister got a hell of a party, he didn’t get anything. Thinking back he hated them for the way they treated him. He hated everyone, he realized, even Crash didn’t sent him a birthday card or showed up. A bullet entered the window through his head. He felt a bit dizzy, but the wound closed, he saw a man on the roof with a sniper rifle. He waved his hand, the man disappeared cursing. The doorbell rang, his mother opened and yelled, footsteps on the stairs. Devon knew they came for him. He let them shot till all there ammunition was spent and waved then with his hand, day disappeared. He comforted his mother. ‘It’s okay, there gone.’ he said

 

‘Now there’s no stopping him anymore.’ said the elder  monk. ‘He has to relinquish the power himself.’ I pity the world. Maybe somebody can defrost his heart the bald man said. ‘This Crash girl.’

‘Has a crush on a moron, it was his last light in his dark life, when she bailed on him this started. With faith on his lowest dark forces grow stronger than ever.

‘I am going to talk to her.’

‘She will think you are nutty.’

‘With a callous overconfident sorcerer lose on the streets I think all efforts are worth the try.’

Crash opened the door.’

‘Are you here to sell something.’

‘The truth about Dirk Jones.’ he said

He talked for a half hour.

‘Devon couldn’t have done those things.’ she defended him

‘His life was pretty miserable but he cling onto something. That was you before you started dating the guy who permanently scarred his face.’ the bald monk said

‘Are you trying to make myself feel guilty.’

‘No, you are our last chance that a powerful evil is erased from this plane of existence.’

‘I shall talk to him.’

‘That’s all  I ask from you, I’ll be off, success.’

Crash found Devon at home, a painter was busy making a portrait of him. ‘What do you think of the colors, it should have some more dark to it.

‘Like your soul.’

‘Oops, somebody is angry. Oh wait, it’s me, I became 18 yesterday, a little side note for your personal agenda.’

‘I didn’t come because I thought you hang out with Debby who I think is a major b***h.’

‘She is a bubblehead, I don’t have anything with her, it was just to piss everyone of that ever joked me.’

‘In that case we still are friends.’ Yes. Devon snorted a line. ‘Sit down, relax.’ he said

She sank inside a pillow seat. ‘Listen, that ring has to go, it is major evil.’ said Crash

‘It made my pathetic life worth living.’ Devon exclaimed

‘I am hear for you, I confess, seeing Dirk Jones was low of me, I should have thought of your feelings. But making people disappear, that’s just wrong.’

‘Some deserve it.’ he said softly

‘You leave me no choice.’ She grabbed the sacrificial knife and pointed it to her heart ‘lose the ring or I kill myself.’

‘No, you won’t you will be my girlfriend.’ The ring flickered. Crash started kissing him. Then there was pain. The painter had cut of the ring finger, took the ring and made it disappear.

 

Devon wake up. He counted his fingers, they were all there.

His sister walked in. ‘Hey jerk face, you saw Snowwhite? Devon stood up and looked under the bed, he gave her to his sister. ‘Here you go, Becca.’

‘Aren’t you mad. He gave her a hug. ‘I never say this, but I couldn’t wish for a better big sis than you.’

She messed up his hair. ‘You nutty freak, same to you little brother.’

‘Dad, mom, I have an announcement, I am going to hit the books really hard. Enough of wasting my life. If you want respect you have to earn it. I will pass this grade.’

‘Well looks somebody became mature on his 18^th birthday. Maybe he should look in the living-room to check for a birthday present. He saw an electric guitar with an amplifier.

He hugged his parents. Thanks guy, you are the best.

Crash rang his doorbell, ‘want to ride with me to school?’

‘Let me get my bike.’

And so ended a journey in the dark while the light switch was always present.