Hellfire&Tinsel

Beau

Hear these words, hear my call,

Demon from the underworld,

Come to me, I ask of thee,

To cross over from beyond.

F or a split second Beau felt like nothing would happen. He expected it, really. Nothing had ever indicated he was right to believe in anything occult. It was just him and his desperation.

But the scent of sulfur intensified.

Beau’s lights flickered.

There was a breeze messing up his hair when all his windows were tightly shut. The book in his hands shook and fell to the floor with a thud, a glimpse of shimmering heat and fire flashing before his eyes before the book closed itself. There was a ringing in his ears and a shortness of breath he didn’t really know how to explain.

And then it all got quiet again.

His living room was his living room once more.

Except for the gigantic demon standing just next to Beau’s tree, countless eyes blinking down at him and massive arms crossed over a naked chest under a leather jacket. A fully purple, strong, completely non-human chest.

Beau looked up.

Focused on an eye somewhere in the middle of the creature’s face.

And then gave them the widest, most welcoming smile he could arrange his face into.

“Hi,” he breathed, standing up and walking closer. He wasn’t alone. He finally, blissfully wasn’t alone. “I’m so happy to see you.”

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