[ WP ] You perform a ritual to summon a demon , but instead get a `` Demon in training '' .

`` Kanda… Es-trada.. Montos… Ea-grets… Gat… Nos-feratos… Kanda… Amantos… Kanda,'' I whispered, my hands splayed out. The room was dark but for the flitting flames of the candles arranged in a pentagram upon my floor. 
 
 Tonight was the night that I would get back at Tim Hall for all the times that he bullied me. Some kids would cry. Others would be quiet. But me? I'm going to make him regret everything. And the best way to do that was with some help from the supernatural. 
 
 Tonight was the night that I would get back at Tim Hall. 
 
 The candle flames sputtered, and went out. A small rip opened in above the middle of the pentagram. I backed away in fear, but I laughed in sheer happiness. It had worked! 
 
 As the rip widened, I could make out something moving. The tear jumped and out slid the face. It had a long pointed nose and a hairy cheeks. I looked for a mouth, for eyes, but saw none. 
 
 Then the rip made a *plop* like somebody had pulled a lollipop out of their mouth, and the demon fell out on his `` face.'' Which was actually his rear. His back was to me, and he was engrossed with starring at all of the posters on my wall. He did n't stand. 
 
 `` Lucifer, I have called to you, and you have heard me!'' I said, closing the book in my hands. The demon turned and peered at me, looking startled. The he let out a long whistle. 
 
 `` Ahhhhh shit.'' he said, getting up. He dusted off his rear, and whipped his tail around to clean that a bit too. 
 
 `` Listen kid, bear with me here. First off I'm not Lucifer.'' He said, running a clawed hand down his face. `` He's slightly taller than me, black skin, fiery eyes, not one for answering house calls. Trust me, there would n't even be a house left if he popped in.'' I swallowed, not sure what to say. He looked at me, shrugged, and went back to looking at my posters, hand on his chin. 
 
 `` So anyways, just to be clear, I really hope you called for something simple. Because believe or not, Hell has pretty shitty benefits. But, shitty benefits are better than no benefits, so here I am, training for the big leagues. Got ta pop a few kids before you graduate to CEO's and Warlords, ya know?'' He gestured at my poster of The Phantom Menace. `` And to think Lucas did that all on his own.'' He then sighed and sat on my bed, and tapped his hand, indicating that I sit next to him. This was n't what I thought it would be at all. 
 
 `` Come on, come on,'' he said, waving his hand impatiently,'I was busy when you called. I'm a little impatient and slightly offended. It's 5:00pm. Did n't you ever hear of witching hour?'' He raised his hand in stop gesture. `` Do n't answer that. Never mind. So what can I do for you?'' 
 
 I finally found my speech. `` Tim Hall.'' I squeaked. The demon rolled his eyes and moved his finger in a circle, indicating I go on. `` He bullies me, and I'm tired of it.'' 
 
 The demon crossed his arms. `` Ok, what do you want me to do to him?'' 
 
 `` I do n't know...'' I replied. I really had n't thought about the consequences of an actual demon. 
 
 `` Oh Jesus. You call me during the day, and you do n't even have a clear idea of what you want me to do? Here, hold on.'' He held his hands out in front of him and a book was borne into them out of fire. He then held out one hand and a pair of reading glasses appeared from the same fire. He put them on, cleared his throat, and opened the book to the middle. 
 
 `` Bear with me, because I'm still learning.'' he said. He rolled his finger down the page, and said `` Ah! Here we are. Do you want me to drown Tim Hall?'' 
 
 `` No!'' I replied. 
 
 `` Suffocate?'' 
 
 `` No!'' 
 
 `` Eviscerate?'' 
 
 `` No!'' 
 
 `` Inflate?'' 
 
 `` What?'' 
 
 `` Sorry, that was my own suggestion. Seemed fun. Let's try a classic. Set him on fire?'' 
 
 `` No, I do n't want to hurt him! Just scare him.'' 
 
 The demon slammed the book shut. `` Well shit, if that's the case, I'll get you a mask and hold your hand while we walk to his house, then you can hide behind the door and I'll give you a thumbs up when he walks out. Then you jump up and scare him, and la dee fucking-la, all done.'' 
 
 `` Ok...?'' I did n't know if he was serious or not. He stared at me for a full ten seconds, and then shook his head. `` Humans.'' he said. He stood up, and the book and glasses dissipated into smoke. He gave me a bow, and flourished his tail. 
 
 `` As much as it pains me, I must go. Unfortunately I have better things to do than scare children. Plus, please understand, I would have jack-shit to talk about at the napalm cooler. So sorry.'' He sliced a finger through the air, accidentally touching my wall and burning a hole in the Phantom Menace poster. He turned back to look at me and shrugged. 
 
 `` Whoops.'' 
 
 He stepped through the rip and it shut, leaving nothing but the smell of sulfur in the room. I threw the book at the opposite wall. 
 
 
 No more demon summoning for me. 
 
 
 

