Demons

The Birth of Demons

A 17-year old boy( named Jack) in Illinois found that whenever he spoke , he got his heart broken. On the other hand, a 17 year old boy (named Andrew) in Florida found that whenever he spoke, he got praise. Jack found himself oversleeping, again. " ugh......"  He groaned. "what time is it...?" He said, looking at his alarm clock."It's only 7:30..... five more min- wait! 7:30!? I'll be late for high school! " He said, throwing on a a white under-shirt ,a black T-shirt over top, and a black hoodie. Other than his clothes, he had messy black hair, black- studded ear-piercings, and a scar on his nose. He ran downstairs, and threw on his back-pack and rushed off to school. He didn't bother eating breakfast, it wasted too much time that he didn't have. Once he was at school he threw his bag in his locker, grabbed his Math books, his MP3 player, and his sketch book. As the teacher started talking, he listened to his MP3 player while idly doodling. " Mr. Wilson,  Jacks doodling, not paying any attention!" Said the brat of the school, Kate. "Ahh, thank you for letting this come to my attention, Kate." Mr.Wilson said, as Kate smirked, and fixed her position to an upright one. Mr .Wilson walked over to Jack, and said,"Jack, hand over the sketch book, and MP3 player. NOW! Jack, are you listening!?" Jack didn't respond. He couldn't even here him. "Thats it!" Mr.Wilson said as he yanked the earbuds, MP3 player, and sketchbook. " you'll get these back tomorrow." Mr.Wilson, screeched. "What? No!" Jack said. His rage bubbled, it felt almost like it was boiling, but he pushed it deep in his stomach , he knows that if you let your rage control you, you'll get hurt. Then, the bell rang," Saved by the bell." He said, as he walked out of the room. He sighed deeply. He always drew during library , but now, he couldn't, this made his anger boil hotter. With Andrew in Florida on the coast, he got everything he asked for, without even a second thought. He was also the most popular guy in his school, had his own gang, and they gave him so much praise his ego was going to pop like a balloon.  "hey. Jordan, wanna skip?" Andrew said. "Hell yeah!" Whispered Jordan. "Imma get the rest of the gang!" said Jordan. A few minutes later, they where laughing in the alley, but then they heard a noise coming from the other end of the alley. They all stop laughing and joking. One of them picked up a bottle , smashed it, and screamed," come out now!" " okay, okay, i'm coming! " A freshman who was recognized as a bully. "Well, well, well! Are you here to join?" said Andrew. "Yes! More than anything!" said the kid. "Okay, first  question, can you intimidate someone?" said Andrew. "Easily." said the boy, with a proud smirk.  "okay, can you hurt someone?" said Andrew. " Hah! Easy as pie!" The boy said laughing. "Okay, last question, are you ready?" Andrew said with a smirk only the devil could pull off, yet he pulled it off perfectly. " Say what?" said the boy. Everyone in the group laughed and wailed like a pack of hyenas. "you.... think...... theres not a initiation!?" One of the gang members said with a hitched voice  from the howling laughter. "O-oh i guess i'm ready....." the boy said with a uncertain voice. "Hah!" Andrew laughed as he picked up a piece of glass from  the bottle, cut off the boys sleeve. Then, he said," bite your lip." As he carved a curled smile. His face shown he was in pain, but he didn't say anything. In Illinois, Jacks  school was having lunch, he would usually draw in his sketch book, or listen to his MP3 player, but since he didn't have those, he  could only listen to the people whisper about him. After lunch, he was walking to his locker, and one of the other boys grabbed his wrist and threw him on the ground, Jack got up  tried to punch one of the boys, but missed, and their laughter echoed through out the school. Jacks rage boiled hotter, but he wasn't strong enough to do anything, so he just tried to dodge the punches, but he failed. He got shoved to the ground again, and kicked him   he tried to get up again, but one of the boys said," Don't you learn to stay down you loser!" Jack kept getting up, but then thrown back down, until the bell rang to go home. " Oh crap! We have to go! The teachers are coming!" said one of the boys as they ran off out of the school. Jack stood up blood running down his face, bruises all over and dirt marks from the boys boots. He wobbled his way to his apartment, but as he way in the alley to his stairs, he saw a cloaked figure, that said, " lose a fight? I'll help you become stronger, better. Think of me as a friend." said the cloaked figure. "o-okay...." said Jack, stuttering . "huh, I don't feel an- aaaggghhhh!!!!!" He said as demon/ devil horns and tail pierced through his body. Jack falls and fire shoots out from every corner. He screams in pain, and grabs a broken piece of glass, and looks at himself through the reflection. "I'm a........ demon?" he says as he runs his fingers through his hair, and the horns seem to disappear in thin air. As he walks back to his apartment , wondering what happened. In Florida, Andrew was walking home, the cloaked figure appeared, and said, " you look tough, but bored eh?" " huh? What do you want loser!?" Andrew said, annoyed. " Whoa, whoa, whoa! I just wanna help! Okay?" said the cloaked figure. "...Fine..." said Andrew. " I'm bored, of praise and small time crimes! I wanna be stronger!" said Andrew. " I have what you want." said the cloaked figure. " ....... NOTHING YOU LIAR!!!! " Andrew says as he falls on the floor, and water shoots out from every corner, as demon horns and tail pierces threw his skin. In Illinois, Jack walked in his apartment, and his mom said," what HAPPENED to you!? are you okay?" She said running up to him. " I'm fine, mom." Jack said. " no your'e not!" his mom said. " I'M FINE!" Jack screamed. His rage exploding, his horns and tail burst out, his mentality was destroyed, his pupils pinned to the stage of madness only a murder could have had. Jack stretched out his arm, and flames burst out of his hand burning her alive, her screams echoed like his  laughter, the laughter of a demon.