Johnny and His Love Dance with the Devil... But Do They Live?

:)A story by Eden :(
Johnny was the most abused teenager that you could find in his world of cruelty, but that was until the day of the deal…

In this world, there are two classes… The happy and the misfortunate. These people are either working to become the high rank, or born. The other rank is the same, except they fall to the misfortunates. The Happy ranked people have a loving family, a warm home, and plenty to eat. The Misfortunates are in a state where being abused, cold, hungry, and alone is as normal as having two hands. But there are rules to this world… Such as the government’s working with the Devil. “When the Devil dances, another dies.†This is the phrase that people are terrified of even thinking. The Angel of Death wasn’t as they say it is. The Devil has two forms; one was his favorite, a kind teenager that tries to help all. His other form was a menacing creature, one which your blood would turn into ice within eye contact. But this story… Is something that must begin at the door of Johnny’s little run down home.​

“Rachel!†Johnny had really hoped it was her, coming at his door to meet him. But it was the last person he wanted to meet. Pheromone, wearing the form he loved best… A teenage boy entering the age of adulthood. His appearance changed, melting into the form that terrified people to their deaths. The hair of the golden sun, became raven black. The eyes of the pure sea became frozen blood. His beautiful silk fabric that covered his olive body became the coal tattered robe of death. A cold snow marble hand held out for Johnny to hold.
“Our deal is still intact.â€
The deal made four years ago… “Rachel… RACHEL!â€

A lifeless body lay within the poor boy’s hands. The silk hair of chocolate, twisting trough the boy’s fingers to reach the subtle carpet. The boy’s pale olive skin was weak against the last of her pink face; his grassy eyes scanned the bow of lavenders on that naïve head of hers. “She had just done my dance of death. Would you care to do the same?â€The tears of a hopeless child stared at true death, and not being frozen yet to ask…

“I want to save Rachel… Please!†Pheromone, giving a fanged grin, held out the clawed hand of snow. Johnny’s eyes faded into a blank green. His mind thought what would happen now, and his nerves moved to their own accord, and now the night began.

“Let’s pierce your eyes to the color of the molten sun!†Pheromone started to pierce the eyes, human life splattering everywhere. The scene now censors itself to the readers with vivid minds that can see this as if watching a movie. The night is a horror film, leaving only little traces; a boy with the right part of his hair that covered his eye was now dyed by his crimson wine, dyed forever by the devil. His eyes opened to the sun, being itself the healing light of God. Johnny looked over to Rachel, staring at her as she started to stir.
“Rachel?!†Immediately, that was what had happened. You can already guess the rest. But the light review of what happened through the years is something I can tell you. Johnny was now always wearing sunglasses to cover his eyes. His power was to heal Rachel alone. He didn’t want the burden that also came from his healing. When he died, so did everyone that had been healed.
So that was what happened, and now back to where you came in.
“Yes. I know the deal. “Johnny took the Devil’s hand, and just before the dance…
“Johnny?†An innocent bell played about everyone’s ear.
“Rachel? What are you doing here?†Rachel was standing there, her eyes of hazel giving a wide expression.

“It’s time to go?†her melancholy voice stabbed Johnny in a way, forcing him to nod. She smiled, and went over to him and took his cold hand against her warm skin. “Then we’ll go together.â€
Pheromone gave a smile, a smile unfit for the cruel form. His loved form came back, smiling brightly to the two lovers.
“What?†Both of the naïve children were confused.

“You are both willing to die together, and my power can not destroy the flame of love, even at the weakest state. So, you both can live, love, and survive together.†Pheromone looked out the door to the sun shining within the sky.Johnny and Rachel, the two being alive with joy, gave each other tight hugs… The last words are that uttered from those two are…

“I love you.â€​