Boom. Just like that another life taken. Right before his eyes Wheatley Barnes' sister was gone. Flat line. No pulse. He knew something was off the moment he saw a ton of crows. He picked up his sister and held her for a bit.
"Tell mom I love her and Tell dad he never taught me to play soccer properly..." Faintly said Amaya Barnes .
"No No No. Hold on for just a bit Amaya. Please!" He Screamed while crying. Two police officers arrived on scene with a group of paramedics. But sure enough. Too late.
"Amaya Barnes 6/11/04 - 8/17/13" Read the grave.
"I wish you could come back. You dont know how much I... No. WE miss you Amaya... I'd do anything to be with you again forever..." He whispered to himself alone at her grave.
"Oh hoohohooo Is that so?" A mysterious voice came out from behind a tomb.
"Who's there? Show yourself!"
What looked like Satan himself came out. Suddenly the whole world looked like it was 3 in the morning. Pitch black except for who was in front of him.
"Ohh But I am Beelzebub, The Lord of Flies. You said you'd do anything for this... Putrid kid 'Amaya Barnes' to be alive again?"
"Yes sir... What do I have to do? sell you my soul?"
" You have to take this carry off of me. This price.. To handle the flies." Beelzebub bellowed.
"Deal." He snatched Beelzebubs hand and shook it to confirm it himself.
"You're so eager. But you dont know hard it is to take care of these flies. But a Deal is a Deal. Kid." He sunk through the ground and chuckled the words "Take good care of them Or else."
YOU ARE READING
The Kid with The Flies.
HorrorWheatley Barnes. Casual 8th grader With the cost of his sisters death. Beelzebub himself gave him a price he must carry if he wants his siter to come back to the world. Will he be able to carry out Such a big price?
