Divine Justice: Conner Evans’ vengeance

Divine Justice: Conner Evans

Conner was pissed. He had been humiliated by two teachers, laughed at by his girlfriend and then dumped, all on top of being deserted by his best friend. But he would have his revenge… oh yes he would have his revenge. As he passed the bus, he actually contemplated riding, and then cursed himself for his stupidity. Sometimes he wondered whether he actually liked the abuse and simply couldn’t admit it to himself. He walked past, pulling his hoodie over his head. If his parents heard of this they wouldn’t believe him and would probably ground him. Then again his sister would tell them, if he didn’t threaten to kill her first.
As he walked home, he passed through a shady area of his town. The houses weren’t broken or old, just brick with stoops. The people that lived there made the place shady. Several drug dealers had been arrested from the area, and while there were kids and families who were just trying to make ends meet, there were some being manipulated and some calling the shots on some very dangerous deals. Conner knew he would have to stay on this side walk and walk around the end, just to walk the same distance back through to his house. The neighborhood was a big U-turn, the only way to get on the road out to Conner’s neighborhood. Halfway through he walked past an alley that went all the way through. He stopped and looked, KNOWING that it had never been there before today. Still, if it made his walk shorter, he decided to take it. Before he could get halfway through, a man in an overcoat stepped out from behind a dumpster. He was tall, almost seven feet, and wearing an overcoat with a wide brimmed crimson hat. Something about his presence made Conner shiver and step away. At the same time he felt as though he knew the man.
“ Hello Conner. Yes you do know me, before you ask. Everybody does. I am the embodiment of humanities fears and malice… any guesses?” The man looked right at Conner, his eyes molten gold irises in blood red pools. His voice was sickly sweet, the smell of death and honey. But Conner didn’t feel scared. He was pissed.
“ That’s just fucking awesome. The Devil appears to rip my soul from my body on the worst day of my fucking life. You know what happened, right? You know what’s gonna happen to me too, don’t you? You’re a mother fuckin’ prick you know that? You just let my life go to hell so that you can drag me to hell when I commit suicide.” Conner almost said more before he realized he just done that. But the man laughed, his baritone laugh singing the hair on Conner’s spine.
“ No one has ever done that, not to me. You got balls kid. No I didn’t come to steal your soul. It’s harder than a fucking rock anyway. No, those guys deserve what you wanna give ‘em. I came to dish out some divine justice. You got guts kid, more than most. You’ve had a shit life and God and I aint helped you much as we shoulda. So here I am. I came to give you some perks that everybody else would kill to have.”
With that, Lucifer walked forward and reached out a gloved hand, tapping Conner on his chest just over his heart. A blinding pain exploded in his gut, then his head, and then all over his body. He doubled over, clutching at his stomach to keep from retching all over the Devil. Just when he thought he would black out, the pain went away, and the stars and fuzziness retreated from his vision. He felt rejuvenated, and when he looked down he realized that the pain had been the stretching of his muscles. Ten minutes ago, he had been short, tubby and his arms had been toothpicks. Now, he was six one, with muscle some of the receivers on his football team would envy. He looked at Satan for a moment, the question on his tongue. He was however unable to talk.
“Yeah, you’re physically enhanced. That’s just a part. You’ve just experienced six years worth of hormones. Puberty is over. Women will be sexually attracted to you on sight, and you’ll be almost irresistible. Oh, and you’re smarter too. You’ll notice things you didn’t before, and you’ll remember pretty much everything. And then, to top it off, you have received two benefits that no one else on the planet has. You have full access to your brain. Telepathy, telekinesis, the whole nine yards. Also, you’re able to alter yourself physically. And those you have a connection to, though you’ll be significantly weaker altering others. And the best part? No strings attached. Have fun kid. You earned it after putting up with all the shit we divine beings let happen to you.” With that, the devil turned and walked away, a doorway opening into some pitch-dark room where screams were echoing.
Conner stood there in disbelief, wondering whether or not the no strings attached comment was true.