Going Up Against the Devil

Enough with the games. This boy was getting in the way of his plans. This was not going to do. That boy kept moving and now he didn’t know where he went. He gritted his teeth. This would not do.

He stuck up his hand in the air. Everything started to get hot around him. He drew his eyes closed. The air thin as it rose up. Soft chants escaped from his lips. His words grew faster and faster.

His eyes snapped open. He let out a loud scream.

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Masayuki snapped out of his dazed lull. All of the air around him started to crush him. It felt like he was being choked. His eyes started to water. What was this? Did he finally found him? But how? When did he have time to catch up with him? He couldn’t hear or feel him anywhere. The pressure started squeezing on his limbs.

Don’t let him take you!

Masayuki tried to turn his head. A pair of hands grabbed him under the arms.

I’m going to get you out. Hang on tight!

At first, the boy wasn’t going anywhere. However, the invisible hands weren’t going to let him go so easily. The boy just closed his eyes and took it.

Help me out here!

The boy opened his eyes. “What?”

Help me out!

“How?”

You will know! Hurry up! You don’t have time! Do you want to die here?

“No!” Masayuki closed his eyes. His body went limp in the touch and pressure. The boy was yanked upward into the calming air. He vanished into thin air.

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He stood waiting. His lips curved into a smirk.

“There you are,” he said to himself. He held out his palms. There were only three words to speed things along.

“Come to me.”

He snapped his fingers.

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Masayuki opened his eyes to see a man dressed in a fancy black and red suit. The small pair of hands rested on his shoulders.

Are you going to back away from this?

He clinched his fists at his sides. “No.”

The men stood facing each other, daring the other to move.