2 The Transformation

"What is that big bro? What are you doing?" Danny whimpered while tucking on to Timmy's shirt.

"Shush, Danny! I'm solving all of our problems!" replied Timmy enthusiastically, while signing the contract without question.

Two eyes moved around to get a better look at its surroundings.

"What a mess...how do you even live in such filth," thought the figure, as it was disgusted by what he saw. Yeah, well your home would look the same if you were poor af living in an already shabby house and the wind from the blizzard came in like a wrecking ball and blew everything everywhere.

SNAP! The figure snapped his fingers, and suddenly everything in the room started moving and floating on their own, while neatly organizing themselves. Danny was pleasantly surprised and held onto his brother even tighter. Timmy paid no mind to his little brother's sudden affection. He was too fixated on signing the contract, and he didn't even bother to ask the contents of the agreement. Well, Timmy can't read very well after all, and this thing was offering him their salvation. He didn't know any better; he just wanted to be able to feed himself and his little brother. Ahh...kids, ignorance is bliss. But the dark figure who claimed himself to be Satan was internally filled with joy, thinking to himself, "I've fooled another one."

After Timmy had finished signing the contract, Satan snatched it away with haste.

"Now that you are under my employment. I'll leave the rest to my assistant, Alastor. He'll show you the ropes, and tell you what your job entails," said the dark figure.

"Thank you! Thank you, Sa…"

Before Timmy could finish thanking his savior, with another snap of his fingers, the dark figure had vanished along with the contract. The brothers, dumbfounded at the sight as if it were all a dream, could not believe what had happened. A dark figure was suddenly appearing before them claiming to be Satan, the ruler of Hell, visited their home and offered them a job and a way to stay fed. This thing even cleaned up their house in an instant with just a snap of his fingers.

'What in the world was going on?' The brothers thought.

"Danny we're saved! We're saved I tell you! I don't know what we have to do for Satan, but we'll be able to fill our stomachs from now on," said Timmy with excitement.

Danny nodded in agreement and replied, "as long as we don't hurt other people, right big brother?"

"That's right, that's right...now let's get some sleep," assured Timmy.

Just as the brothers were about to go to sleep, another sudden flash happened within their home, and the figure came back…

"Oh, I almost forgot. Just hold still," said the dark figure.

This thing reached its hand out from the dark towards Timmy. You could see its hand had demon-like claws for nails, and it was red, really red. As its' hand got closer and closer, he etched his index finger onto Timmy's forehead. Timmy screamed in pain as the claw-like nails of this thing's index finger lodge deeper and deeper with every second passed. A faint glow appeared around the wound as it was happening.. Timmy felt a warmth surge throughout his entire body. A minute later, the figure's finger pulled out of Timmy's forehead. Timmy fainted at this moment. As little Danny was caught with surprise, he lifted his brother and struggled to get him to bed, and he rubbed his brother's forehead to check if there was a hole there. After witnessing such a sight Danny had to check, but there was no wound, not even a scratch could be felt or visible. But he noticed that his brother felt hot like he was touching a hot stove. With worry in his eyes, he turned to the dark figure.

"Don't worry kid, now let your brother rest and remember, a person named Alastor will come and explain to your brother about his new job, got it?" exclaimed the dark figure.

Danny nodded furiously.

"Good."

The figure snapped its figures and disappeared out of sight again.

Danny looked around with surprise again and quickly tended to his brother, making sure that he was comfortable as he slept. Danny realized his brother was like a personal heater, so he held onto him right away as he also decided to rest.

Early the next morning.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

Little Danny was woken up by the loud banging at their door.

"Hey! Wake up, kid! Open the door!" yelled, the voice.

Danny pushed his brother to wake him up, but there was no response. He tried to wake his brother up to no avail while rubbing his eyes to rid of excrements and be able to see clearly. Suddenly, he realized there was something wrong with his brother.

"Omg, big bro wake up, wake up, somethings wrong," screamed Danny while shaking his brother.

Timmy finally woke up and with a tired voice, he answered, "Wha-what? What's going on Danny? what's wrong?"

Timmy got off the bed, and Danny with his eyes wide open said to him, "Big bro how did you get so big?"

"Huh? what are you talking about Danny?" asked Timmy.

More knocks and banging came from the door.

"Wh-who is it? Why are you banging our door so early in the morning?" yelled Timmy.

"Open up!" the voice yelled back.

"Ok, ok, hold your horses. I'm coming…" answered Timmy.

As he walked away from the bed and towards the door to open it, Timmy felt his surroundings were a lot smaller than he remembered. He looked at his hands and was shocked. "What the hell? why are my hands so big?"

Bang bang bang came from the door to snap him out of his daze and hurriedly opened the door.

A middle-aged man was at the door, he looked mysterious and had an air of nobility about him.

"Please excuse my lateness, my lord. What can I help you with?" Timmy said with respect as he thought the man before him was of noble descent and had to be treated with respect or he could be in a world of hurt. You know how those Nobles are usually like…

"I see the transformation has completed. The name's Alastor, and I'm sure the boss has told you about my arrival?" Said the man at the door.

"Huh? What are you talking? What transformation? who are you?" Timmy asked with his thoughts filled with confusion.

"Let's talk inside." Alastor pulled Timmy inside and closed the door behind them.

"My name's Alastor…"

"Oh! Oh, the man from last night said you would come! Nice to meet you Sir Alastor!" said Danny, excitedly interrupting as he heard the man's name.

"Alastor? whos that?" asked Timmy towards his little brother.

"Ahem! My name is Alastor, I've been sent by the boss to be your guide. You signed the contract, didn't you? I see the transformation has completed, cause you know you're supposed to be an 8-year-old kid, but standing before me is a stellar young man. Don't worry. It's for the best. A child's body isn't any good in our line of work after all." explained Alastor.

Timmy was shocked once again, "What? What are you talking?" he looked around as he was asking, checking every inch of his body. The man was telling the truth, his whole body has "transformed." He was no longer in the body of an 8-year-old kid. His body has grown to that of an adult. He posed in front of his window to see a faint reflection to get a better look at himself.

"What's gonna happen now?" Timmy asked the man.