General Fiction posted November 6, 2021

This work has reached the exceptional level
Supernatural contest entry

Earning His Wings

by DragonSkulls

I made a career of exploiting people, of little intelligence,
into believing I could rid them of whatever ghosts or spirits
that haunted them or their home. Did such entities exist,
you might ask? Yes, if you're ignorant. That was my theory.

I earned a healthy income off of these people. So, I figure
why interfere with whatever their ridiculous mental state of
mind offered. You see ghosts? I'll get rid of them...for a
hefty fee.

That was how I looked at the whole 'seeing ghosts' idea. That
was until the day I was hired to extrude the child ghost of
Halston Manor.

I had all the high-tech gadgets, heat pulsator, night vision
cameras, gamma regulator, all of it. Okay, I'll admit, the
gamma regulator's just a toaster with two old CD players
crammed in the openings but hey...

I'll never forget it. On the night of October 30th, 2014, I was
set up with my makeshift rig in the kitchen. The family was
asleep in their beds. I had a long day of drinking and golf
so, I wasn't far behind in following them to sleep. Of course,
the next morning, my cameras would show nothing happened
while I stood guard all night long.

Just before I laid my head on the table, I heard a noise in
the adjacent room. I figured pet or kid. I didn't even bother
checking until I heard it again but louder. It was sort of like
a voice calling my name.

I slowly eased through the doorway and that was the moment I
finally believed. I stared in awe at the little boy that stood at the
top of the stairs. I could see him yet through him. My first
encounter of a real ghost or whatever.

I said, "What's going on, little man?" like I wasn't about to crap
my pants.

He responded, "I'm just waiting."

Seeing as how it's actually my job, I asked, "What for?"

"I'm not done here yet."


His voice was mesmerizing. "I don't have my wings yet. I only have
one last deed to do before I earn my wings." He smiled. "I'm almost
whole and it's you I've been waiting for."

"What good deed do you need to do for me to finally earn your wings?"

"Who said anything about 'good?"

Instantly, the child transformed into a monstrous demon. It leapt down
the stairs in one bound and grabbed me around the throat.

The earth cracked opened beneath my feet and he threw me in. Just
before I plunged into lava, he caught me, flying with his new wings.
All he did was look at me, laugh and then just let me drop.


~ Supernatural ~ (fiction) writing prompt entry
Writing Prompt
*Read All Rules*
[not all rules appear on this listing ~ see contest page for all rules]
Write a Supernatural story (fiction). The word length is 450 words or less. Do NOT write about, or refer, to Halloween in any way--no witches, bats, zombies, trick-or-treating, for example. This is NOT a Halloween story. NO 'blood & guts' gory story, such as murder of people. Do NOT include time travel among characters. Do NOT have any music that automatically plays when story begins. You may use 1 picture that has no words, animation, or music, one color font with one color background, dedication line (optional) which doesn't count in word length, and author notes that may include 1 video (may have vocal sound/music).
Pays one point and 2 member cents.

Save to Bookcase Promote This Share or Bookmark
Print It View Reviews

You need to login or register to write reviews. It's quick! We only ask four questions to new members.

© Copyright 2023. DragonSkulls All rights reserved.
DragonSkulls has granted, its affiliates and its syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work.