Devil's Best Friend

1925 C.E.

Michaël Belan woke up hyper ventilating, he found himself sitting in a modern-looking office chair in what looked like a lobby of an office building. He was heavily disoriented as the last thing he could remember was being viciously killed by his failure of a son and his male lover and now he was here…. He could not explain anything. It was then that the wooden office door before him opened and then he heard a distant deep voice sound “Come fourth human to be judged” Seeing no other option the old man went through the door only to see a small secretary desk with no one behind the desk. He could however hear the sound of a child singing an old American nursery rhyme  

“Oh, where, oh, where  

Has my little dog gone?       

Oh, where, oh, where

Can he be?  

With his ears cut short  

And his tail cut long,  

Oh, where, oh, where  

Can he be?” 

  He looked around to see in the corner of the room what looked like an 8-year-old boy playing with a small wooden toy dog. He approached the young boy, only for him to turn to the old man and Michaël recoiled as he saw that half of the child’s body was that of a mangled skeleton and rotting flesh while the other side looked smooth and pristine. The young boy giggled at the shock of the man “You mortals always freak out when they see me, my name is Beelzebub, but most people just call me Beelz. Shocked the old man said, “if your Beelzebub that means….” He was cut off by the young boy who smiled and said, “you're in hell silly”. A large set wooden double doors opened by itself an he said “he’s waiting for you, Mr. Satan doesn’t see to everyone personally, you must have been very naughty” seeing no choice the old man entered the doors witch sealed behind him. 

The room before him was a small study with several bookcases and many gaslights hung from the ceiling the man behind a large wooden desk sat a very tall brown-haired man with brown skin, he was wearing black tuxedo and very dark rounded sunglasses. The man smiled and motioned to a chair Infront of him saying “sit down Mr. Balan while I recite your crimes” Michaël sat down in the chair while the figure opened a large book and thumbed through it saying, “you have been a very bad man Mr. Balan.” Michaël frowned and said, “I don’t know what you mean?” Satan rolled his eyes “oh really? Mr. Balan, I shall list your crimes against humanity, you have abused your wife and child to the point of her taking her own life, you have abused the serfs under your command and worst of all you have taken several immoral and perverse acts with children.  Michaël protested “those are all lies sir I… never did any of that, Ella was a horrible wife, and my son was a perverse malcontent who murdered me with his vampire lover” The man on the other side smiled and said “They have delivered earthly Justice and now I will deliver otherworldly Justice…. Your punishment is that you will be cast into the worst circle of hell for all eternity” Michaël started to freak out and went to his knees on the floor anc pleaded “please pity me! please I don’t not wish to be cursed for all eternity!” Mr. Satan smiled and said, “the decision has already been made by you in your life, it was yours when you decided to be a horrible person”. Michaël continued to beg for his life “please please have pity on me!” Mr. Satan grinned looking at the pathetic display of the man begging like a dog and said “well there is something else…. Instead of the pit you could serve your sentence in service to me” Michaël jumped at the chance at mercy and said “yes yes! I will serve at your side!”. 

The Devil let out a devilish smile and said “very well” he then snapped his fingers and Michaël started to feel odd. His body was aching all over, his head felt like it was on fire as two bumps started to form on his head and soon, they grew into white bony devilish horns. His hand went to them and felt them “Am I becoming a demon?”  “yes, but not any demon”. Michaël then felt a pain just above his butt as a spiked tail sprouted from it, he let out a scream of pain as he his felt his hind legs crunch and he fell on all 4’s as his position adjusted and more bones started to crunch. “What is happening?” The grinning devil came over to him “I forgot to tell what position you would serve, you will be my faithful  canine companion” Michaël Felt himself slip away as his mouth crunched forming into a muzzle , his hands morphed into paws as his body shrunk slightly as black fur formed on his body with some parts of his skin ripping exposing some of his ribs and organs giving him a haunting appearance the man unable to speak gave out a howl of pain as his mind was reformatted, every trace of his old life and personality gone, he was now a loyal pet to his owner as the Devil came around and petted him gently. The Hellhound was of medium size with black fur all over, save for a single white stripe on his back. He had short white bony devil horns and a barbed tail with some of his bones and organs exposed for frighting effect. Mr. Satan sat back down in his chair and motioned  to the dog and the dog obeyed his new master as the man produced a black jewel encrusted collar that had a tag that read “Mephistopheles” The Dog panted as he placed his muzzle in the man’s lap were he started to pet Mephis “good boy, you’re a good boy now aren’t you?” The dog yapped happily in reply then the door to the stuffy started to open as the young Beelz entered “it’s a puppy!” he then ran to the dog and started to hug Mephis and rub his belly, the dog snorted, a little fire coming out of his nose in delight, Mr. Satan smiled “such a good boy now, much better then before”