Luke's Faith Read Free

immediately,” Luke’s voice had become loud and dominant.
    “Anything you wish, my prince.” The line went silent.
    Luke paced back and forth for almost an hour waiting for Ted to arrive, beads of sweat dripped down his forehead. The doorbell finally rang causing Luke to jump, frustration built within him. He couldn’t believe one picture could change his life, and that made him fear what he was experiencing. I am the prince of the U nderworld, son of Satan himself . I am not scared of anything, NOTHING , his voice screamed in his head as he made his way to the door.
    “You may want to get control of yourself,” was the first sentence out of Ted’s mouth.
    “What are you talking about?”
    “Well to start with, your fly is down. Then there’s the tattoo, when did you get that done?” he asked
    “It’s not exactly a tattoo, it’s my mark, a symbol that I’m the son of Satan. It only appears when I’ve changed into my true form. It will disappear soon,” Luke admitted for the first time to his friend.
    “Well not that I’m against your markings, but do you think you can pop a shirt on? If that’s too much to ask, at least zip your fly, I really don’t want to get a sneak peek at your pecker,” he replied with a smile.
    “Ah...yeah. Wait for me in my office, I won’t be long,” he yelled over his shoulder toward Ted as he made his way to the bedroom adjusting his fly on the way. As he walked into his room he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. Changing course, he veered toward the large wall mirror and for the first time ever he actually stood there and looked at himself. Taking in every detail, he had never noticed before and he was somewhat shocked when he realized he could use a haircut. His wavy dark black hair was almost shoulder length, his ears pointed out slightly and his eyes had changed to a deep brown almost black depending on what angle you look at them from. He looked down toward his chest noticing his broad shoulders, hardened pecks, and six-pack. What stood out the most was the searing symbol that continued to burn his skin. He lifted his hand to gently smooth his finger across the seared pattern scorching his chest.
    Well I look mighty fine if I do say so myself . Hell , I’d go out with a dashing fellow such as myself ! His inner thoughts amused him so much he almost laughed out loud, but being the serious guy he was, Luke stopped himself before he became hysterical. He quickly grabbed his black cotton business shirt off the coat hanger, throwing it over his shoulders but leaving his chest exposed as he walked out of his room and into his office where Ted had been patiently waiting.
    “What took you so long?” Ted asked hesitantly.
    “I’m not sure. I seem to be experiencing a lot of emotions today. That’s why I called you,” he explained.
    “I knew you’d call, I prayed you would think twice before opening my email,” Ted admitted as his leg began to thump up and down nervously.
    “I believe there’s something you aren’t telling me, we may be friends, Ted, but may I remind you of your duty. You are my trusted advisor and I will not tolerate these silly games any longer. I demand you reveal everything to me at once.”
    Luke watched as his friend began to look nervous, a small drop of sweat appeared on his forehead. His eyes wandered back and forth as he examined his thoughts, trying to find the right words.
    “You don’t need to remind me of my obligation to you. I’m fully aware of your status but have you ever looked passed that and noticed who your best friend really is? What I’m capable of? What I have achieved in short periods of time and how?” he asked, staring directly at Luke, and waiting for a response. He had little hope his best friend had taken some interest in his truly unique abilities.
    They stood there for some time staring at each other. Ted had a hopeful look upon his face but slowly his face fell, and his heart rate became slower.