Showing posts with label The Deal: Deal Breaker. Show all posts
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Friday, 15 January 2016

The Deal: Deal Breaker Part 5



The boy looked up at me with those lifeless eyes. There was nothing there, either in his features or his facial expression that told me there was a heart beating in his chest.
   ‘To take my soul back,’ he said bluntly.
   I nodded and motioned towards the alter. The time for conversation was gone and instead I simply wanted to get the ritual over with so I could move on to something more important.
   There was no resistance from the child as he walked to the alter and lay down on top of the blood stained stone. A part of me was glad, but the other part wondered how he could be so forthcoming knowing that his life was about to be taken from him.
   I moved so I was standing by the boy’s side and placed my hands on his chest. The monk’s, including Pertilius, surrounded us and started chanting in their ancient language. Under the palms of my hands I could feel the child’s heart slow with each second until it eventually stopped.
   I looked down at his lifeless face and watched as his mouth dropped open. Something black and shapeless began to escape from the cavity. The monk’s chants filled the air, seemingly growing louder, as it wrapped itself around my body before soaking into my skin.
   My stomach suddenly felt like I had swallowed a slab of ice and it was only once the chanting came to an end and I removed my hands from the boy’s body, that the feeling dissipated.
   ‘It is done master,’ said Pertilius.
   The other monk’s all placed their hands on the boy’s body and within moments it began to crumble into a small pile of ashes before being blown away. The last heir to the throne of hell was now gone and that left just one last thing I had to do.
   ‘What would you have us do now, master?’ Asked Pertilius, and I noted that his voice had changed. He sounded more regal, or more respectful maybe.
   ‘I need to find my wife.’

The realm between hell and earth was whatever a soul choose to make it. Unlike hell where Satan, or I should say me, had the power to shape everything a soul would see, in this realm it was the soul who had that power.
   Thanks to Pertilius and his brother’s I was able to locate Lisa sitting under a huge, old oak tree. All around her where green fields with no animals or wind to give it the impression that it was alive.
   Tears were trickling down her cheeks as she stared out at the vast landscape, which for some may have been heaven, but I knew for Lisa it was just another form of hell.
   ‘Hey you,’ I said, as I approached her.
   Startled she looked up at me and for a moment it looked like she couldn’t recognize me, but her smile soon returned.
   ‘Oh my god, you did it,’ she said, scrambling to her feet and rushing over to give me a hug and a kiss on the cheek I had waited so long for.
   ‘You didn’t think I was going to leave you alone in this place did you?’ I teased, my own smile growing.
   She hugged me tighter and if I had been human again I was certain she would have squeezed the air right out of my lungs.
   ‘I can’t believe you beat Satan, Samuel,’ she said, her eyes still brimming with tears.
   ‘Well it was that or death, and you know how I feel about dying,’ I joked, but her smile didn’t grow.
   ‘What happens now?’ I could see concern spreading across her face like a thunder cloud.
   ‘Take my hand and come with me,’ I said, offering her my outstretched arm.
   Hesitantly she took it and within the blink of an eye we were being transported across space and time. The fields the tree and everything else from that realm quickly becoming a distant memory.

When the world came back into focus we were standing in a hospital room with a young, and heavily pregnant woman, laying on a bed while a nurse rubbed ultrasound lube all over her swollen belly.
   Lisa turned to look at me confused. She couldn’t understand why our presence was going undetected.
   ‘Why can’t they see us?’ she asked.
   ‘Because you’re a spirit and I’m now the all-powerful ruler of hell,’ I said, maybe a little too bluntly than I had intended.
   ‘Okay, but why are we in a hospital room with a pregnant woman?’
   Now that was the question I thought she would have asked first, and as much as I hated to admit it, I could feel my heart sink a little as she did so.
   ‘Well, you remember I told you that if I beat the Devil I could put you back into your body here on earth and give you a chance to start over again?’
   ‘Yes, but that’s not my body,’ she said, pointing at the woman who was in the process of being scanned by the nurse. Both women were watching the greyscale image on the screen intently.
   ‘Well, it turns out that not even the Dark Lord has the power bring a body back to life after it has been buried in the ground for so many years. So the next option is to put you into a new body,’ I was trying to sound upbeat about it all, but inside I was dying a little.
   ‘You mean reincarnation. But I want to be with you Samuel. You’re my husband. The man that I love. I don’t want to be away from you,’ the tears were coming back with a vengeance again and I brought her close to me so I could kiss and hug her.
   ‘I know but the simple truth is I’m now the ruler of hell. The one place I feared going to the most and I now own the bloody thing. But you can’t be there with me, apparently it’s against the rules and believe me I got the monk’s to double check on that one,’ I could feel my voice crack as the gravity of the situation kicked in. ‘so, this is the only other way. She is your new mother.’
   Lisa looked at me, fresh tears trickling down her cheeks, and then back at the woman lying on the bed. I could see she wanted to fight me but the look in my eyes told her this was the only way out for her.
   ‘But I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you,’ she whimpered.
   I could feel my heart break even more as I tried to wipe away her tears.
   ‘I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you too, but there is nothing else that we can do. If I don’t take the throne there could be a biblical war, and being a nomad soul just isn’t your style,’ I said and was grateful when I got a chuckle from her.
   ‘I will always love you, you know that don’t you?’ she said, giving me one last kiss on the cheek.
   ‘And it will be the same for me. Who knows, maybe in years to come I’ll be able to retire and start over again with you by my side,’ I said.
   Inside I wanted to scream at her not to go. I wanted her to put up as much of a fight as possible, even though I knew that this was the only option for her to finally be happy.
   I watched as she let go of my hand and walked over to the bedside. I blew her one last kiss before her spirit transformed into a brilliant white mist which entered the mother’s womb through her naval.
   There was a hollowness in my heart that I now no will never go away. The one thing I had wanted most in my human life was gone and I would never be able to hold her in my arms again.
   But at least I could do something to make sure that Lisa’s new life would be the happiest one possible. Moving to the bedside, I let my hands hover over the woman’s swollen belly and recited the sacred chant Pertilius had taught me.
   The words, as ancient as hell itself, where still a mystery to me, but the meaning was universal. It was a simple spell that would provide lifelong protection from evil from the moment she entered the world.
   And with me as the new boss of hell, I was going to be keeping a very close eye on her.
   The woman’s belly glowed briefly, enough to let me know that the spell was complete and it was now time to go back to my new home. I had no idea what the future would bring for me, and despite all the power invested, I felt it was best to just go with the flow.
   I lingered for a few more seconds, just long enough to hear the nurse tell the woman that her new baby would be a girl. I could feel a smile grow on my face and a tear prick my eyes.
   At last I had been able to do something good in my life for someone who had, and always will be, very special to me.
   Now it was time for me to take my throne.


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The Deal: Deal Breaker Part 4



I braced myself for the fight that was about to come next. Satan, eyes burning with fury, charged towards me. I let my body loosen up just enough to take a swing at his gut.
   There was a strange hissing sound as my fist connected with his rock hard stomach and I watched as he flew across the room, smashing through the wall which divided it from the sitting room, and crash hard on to the coffee table.
   ‘I should have knew better than to make a deal with you, your just a rat,’ he spat, clambering to his feet.
   I ran towards him as he got to his feet, hoping to land another punch before he could get himself together but I was too slow. My teeth rattled together as his fist connected with the underside of my jaw and it was my turn to go flying.
   Right out the window.
   I looked at the shards of glass floating past, in a dazed and confused way, as I hurtled towards the street below. This had to be one of the quickest fights I had ever lost.
   It was my turn to let out the strange hissing sound as the air was knocked out of my lungs. I could hear men and women screaming as I hit the yellow taxi cab with enough force to crush it and its driver.
   Amazingly I was still alive, and after a few seconds, still breathing. My body felt strong instead of smashed. I could feel my muscles transform and become harder as if they were being pumped full of iron.
   Pushing myself up, I was just in time to watch Satan land on the pavement a few feet away from me. His landing was much more elegant than mine and didn’t so much as leave a crack on the sidewalk.
   ‘You think you have the power to beat me?!’ He screamed, running over to me and grabbing me by the head of the hair.
   I tried to hold on to his wrist as he swung me around and then let me go. I was flying again and this time there was a louder crash as I went through the front window of a local convenience store.
   The fat guy behind the till muttered something in a foreign language at me as he ran to get help.
   Still dazed, I was able to push myself back up and onto my feet just in time for Satan to join me. This time I gave him no quarter.
   Grabbing him by the collar of his suit jacket I dragged him over to the solid counter next to the till and slammed his face down on it as hard as I possibly could.
   I did that four more times, blood splattering everywhere, before I let him slide to the floor. He looked up at me with bleary eyes, his nose was a broken ruin and at least three of his front teeth had gone AWOL.
   ‘I could have given you everything you desired,’ he said, wiping the blood away from his mouth.
   ‘No you couldn’t,’ I said, preparing for my next attack, ‘I asked you to let Lisa go, and you refused.’
   Taking a short run towards him I lashed out with my right foot which connected hard with his jaw. He was flying again, smashing through the counter, the fridges containing soft drinks and finally the wall as if they were made of paper.
   Dusting myself down I stepped outside and made my way round the corner to the spot were Satan should have landed. Other than a wrecked car with terrified looking female driver, there was no sign of him.
   ‘You didn’t think you were going to kill me that easily did you?’
   I spun around to face Satan. He was wiping a fresh flow of blood from his wounded face. Wounds that I knew wouldn’t take long to heal. The problem was I had no idea how to kill him. I had been treating the fight just like any other. Human versus human.
   But that wasn’t the case. He was a God in his own right and I was, well, I was just me and I wasn’t entirely sure just how much power I had. The problem was, the fight was on now, and I had to stick with it until I found something that would put an end to him.
   ‘You’re going to die one way or another,’ I said, realizing just how unconvincing I sounded.
   ‘Really, let’s see how strong you really are.’
   I watched as he clenched his fists and his eyes rolled back in their sockets to reveal nothing but white. The ground began to tremble and then shake violently before the tarmac ruptured all around us.
   Between the cracks I could see the flames of hell licking up, as if they were expecting a fresh soul to be delivered. Turning my attention back on Satan I noticed that he was growing in size. His skin was turning the famous crimson red that we all associated with him. His suit ripped as his frame grew larger and bulkier.
   The finishing touch before his eyes rolled back round to face me, was the massive black horns which grew on either side of his head. This was the Satan that I had grew to know. This was his real form and I had to admit that it was terrifying.
   I could feel myself become frozen as he eventually stopped growing. He was standing at least five foot taller than me which meant his overall height was something like eleven feet tall.
   How the hell could I fight with him now?
   ‘You have more power than him Samuel,’ came a voice, more like a whisper. I recognized it instantly as belonging to Pertilius but glancing around I couldn’t see him.
   Then without warning my body began to grow too. I could feel muscle and bone stretch and form into their new and bigger sizes. My skin changed to that same crimson red except the golden tattoos now looked like parts of a suit of body armour.
   It took only a few painful seconds before I was standing at the same height as Satan and feeling twice as pissed off as he probably was.
   ‘Oh, so you do have some power after all,’ he said, his voice sounding much deeper.
   The time for talking was over for me. I just wanted to end him, and that was all I wanted to do. I charged at him, my own horns pointing at his chest.
   I felt certain he would step out of the way before I hit him, but instead I could hear his booming voice let out a scream as my horns pierced his chest.
   His screams changed as he muttered something in Latin and by the time I was able to pull my horns free, I noticed that the city was rapidly disappearing and we were heading back to hell.
   When the world came back into focus again, I noticed that we were inside a massive, cathedral like building. Located at the far end of the room, at the end of long red carpet, stood a throne made of every human bone possible.
   ‘If you want to kill me you’ll have to spill my blood on that alter,’ said Satan, pointing to the stone alter near the doors to the building.
   ‘So be it,’ I said, charging at him again.
   I was hoping for a repeat of my previous goring but this time he was quick enough to step out of the way, and I could feel him kick me.
   I landed amongst the ancient wooden pews with a loud crash. Satan charged after me, picking up the pews like they were nothing and throwing them against the walls where they would shatter into pieces.
   He launched himself into the air, and I watched as he descended upon me, but at the last second I brought both feet up and lashed out. They connected with his wounded chest and sent him hurtling in the direction of the alter.
   Knowing that time was of the essence, I quickly got to my feet and ran after him as he crashed to the floor, just a foot or two away from the large lump of stone.
   I grabbed the demon lord by the throat and used every ounce of strength I could muster to drag him over to the alter where I slammed his head down hard on the stone tablet. I noticed there was a sacred symbol carved into the stone.
   Realizing that his blood may need to fill that symbol I started slamming his face into the stone slab in rapid succession until his blood filled the crevice.
   Smoke started to emanate from every part of his body as the alter drew his power away. I clenched my fist around his throat even tighter so he could make no sound and I held him there, his body convulsing violently.
   I watched as his skin returned to a mottled grey color. His horns disappearing soon after that. Then his body went limp. I could hear something bubbling and when I turned to look at the alter, I could see that it was his blood which had been trapped within the sacred symbol.
    Fascinated, I watched as the blood started to glow and transform from its crimson liquid state into solid gold. Soon after that, and much to my surprise, the alter crumbled to the floor like ashes, leaving the golden symbol balanced on its pedestal.
   ‘Well done your grace,’ said a familiar voice. I turned to see Pertilius enter the building through the main door for a change. ‘He is dead now, you can let him go.’
   I looked down at Satan’s limp body, almost confused that I was still holding on to him. I let my grip slacken and watched as his body hit the floor and immediately turned to ashes.
   My attention was drawn back to the golden symbol. Something inside me told me that I needed it. To complete the process I needed that symbol.
   Cautiously, I reached out and grabbed it. In that instant a sharp bolt of power coursed through my body making me growl in agony. It lasted only a few seconds, and when I could eventually move my neck to look down, I noticed I was holding nothing but a pile of ashes in my hand.
   ‘It’s good to have you back my lord,’ said Pertilius, bowing to me.
   I glanced towards the throne, knowing that I still had a couple of things left to take care of before I dared to sit on it.
   ‘Bring the boy to the church.’

I stood inside the church where Satan had first brought me to make the deal. I lingered near the alter, back in my human form, the form that was starting to feel unreal. I decided to wear a white suit for the occasion. I don’t know why, but it just felt appropriate in some strange way.
   I watched as Pertilius led the way, followed by the young boy who was flanked at the rear by more of the brother’s. I watched the boy’s face, looking for something that would tell me he was scared or frightened in some way.
   What I saw in his eyes was nothing. There was no love, no hatred, just an emptiness that was going to make what I was about to do next all the more easier on me.
   ‘Do you know why I have brought you here child?’ I asked, once the monk’s stepped away from him.

 


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