The old man makes a new demon

The old man appeared on a deserted street a few miles away from town. Laying in front of him was a sixteen year old body names Kevin Marcos. The old man had been watching Kevin for the past few months, and was very interested in the boy.

Even though he was only sixteen, Kevin had an interesting understanding about life. He realized that humans were not the most important beings in the universe and that there were higher powers out there. He also had a firm belief in the paranormal. He believed in ghosts, spirits and demons. His friends considered him paranoid about it, but the old man liked how he stood by his beliefs. The kid even fantasized about what it was like to be a demon, and the old man had thought he would make an excellent one. Now he had the chance to see if he was right.

"Hello Kevin." The old man said, looking down at the bloody boy on the street. A few hours ago, he was living life just like everyone else, but now he was left out in the street to die. Some kids from his school were out driving drunk, and had hit him while he was on the way home from a friends house.

"It's you..." Kevin said softly, saving what little energy he had left. Kevin had already seen the old man several times. He had come to Kevin in dreams to tell him of demons. It was the old man's way of repaying Kevin's belief. The old man always had a soft spot in his 'heart' for those who believed.

"Yes. It's me. Do you want to die, Kevin?" The old man asked. Kevin looked up, and with great conviction managed to utter a word.

"No." The old man smiled. Kevin was a boy who refused to face **** even in the end. He would gladly accept the fate the old man had in mind for him.

"What if I told you that you will never die. Your body will die, but I can save your soul. You will live the same existence as me and a few others. The existence of a demon. You will be able to possess others bodies to interact with the world, take **** on those who wronged you, and be able to see your loved ones again. but there is a price. You will have to feed on human souls." The old man said. Kevin had read up on demons so he knew everything else. Surprisingly, a lot of what Kevin knew was very accurate. Kevin's father was possessed by a demon when he was first conceived, so Kevin allready had it in his blood. He may even have powers that rivaled Jonny's. That would help the old man greatly. "By the way, most demons can only stay in a host body for a day, but with your heritage, you will be able to use your host bodies indefinitely. You can stay as long as you like without burning up. Now do you accept the deal you make by becoming my demon? Will you spread chaos throughout the world without hesitation?" The old man asked.

"I accept. Let me live." Kevin said firmly. The old man placed his wrinkled hand on Kevin's head, and pulled his souls from his body. However, rather than eating it, the old man transformed it into something more than a normal soul. He gave his own energy. The soul glowed brightly as it became a demon. Normally the process would take decades, but with Kevin's heritage, it was nearly instantaneous.

Kevin's new form glowed for a few minutes before dimming. He smiled at the old man.

"Thank you." He said. The old man nodded.

"You owe me your life. You will serve me now." The old man said. Kevin simply smiled.

"Of course, my master." Kevin said. The old man didn't even need to control him. The boy genuinely wanted to serve.

"There are more demons than just you in this town. Join them if you wish, but I don't care. Do whatever you want. Remember, you're body is dead now. The funeral will be in a few days if you're interested." The old man said, fading away. Kevin remained where he was and stared down at his former body. It was time for a new start.