'Why must these basses be so damn expensive?' wondered Murdoc.
He was looking at a few Bass guitars that were on sale, but the price was out of his range. There is the money he and Stuart have been since they were kids but he refused to use it.
That money was their future.
Murdoc sighs to walk away from the display case and look at the CDs again. What was he going to do, he's going to make a fool of himself and Ryan will beat him. Worse it'll be at something Murdoc loves.
He glares at the CDs to throw them back down, he wasn't in the mood now. He feels a hand on him and he looks to see Stuart standing behind him.
"Are you okay?" asked Stuart.
"No, I have no damn instrument, and there is no knowing if I'll even be good at it." snapped Murdoc.
"You will Mudsy, don't worry." beamed Stuart.
'Least he has some faith in me.' thought Murdoc.
They leave the music shop to walk around the mall for a bit. No sale was going on and there wasn't much of anything.
"Oh ya, what'd Paula want?" asked Murdoc.
"Huh, oh well, she, she asked me out, um, this Sunday, so I said yes." said Stuart, blushing softly.
Murdoc grins to start laughing. He wraps an arm around Stuart's shoulders, grinning big.
"Your first date, where is it?" asked Murdoc.
"It's at the movies for that new horror flick, maybe you could sneak in and see it too." said Stuart.
Murdoc shakes his head, taking his arm back.
"This is a date, so no Murdocs allowed Stu." laughed Murdoc.
The bluenette pouts a bit but nods in understanding. As they walk more, Murdoc notices a a dark looking store.
"When was this here?" asked Murdoc.
"Hey, this is where I bought your necklace." said Stuart.
The Satanist blinks to look at it, but this shop wasn't here the last time they were at the mall. Suspicious, Murdoc walks to the shop to head in with Stuart right behind him.
The shop was as dark as Stuart remembers with all the Satanic stuff.
"Welcome to my shop." said a voice.
Low and behold, Mr. Morningstar stood behind the two boys.
"Uh, hi again." said Stuart nervously.
"My, my, never did I think you'd step inside here again, Stuart." said Morningstar.
"Ya, with my friend, oh ya, can you tell me how you know my name, I never did tell you." said the teen.
"I know many things, knowing a person's name is an easy thing." said Morningstar.
Murdoc narrowed his eyes at the man, there was something off about him. At this, Mr. Morningstar looks at the black haired teen.
"Murdoc correct, I was wondering when you would be here." said Morningstar.
"Ya, well this is the first time I'm seeing this place." said Murdoc.
"Well of course, my shop is only available to those who seek something of great need." said Morningstar.
Murdoc raises an eyebrow as Stuart smiles sweetly.
"He's trying to find an instrument for this upcoming contest." said Stuart.
The shop owner nods to smile devilishly.
"Perhaps I can be of help, follow me." said Morningstar.
He walks to the shop counter to go behind it and to a room hidden by a red velvet curtain. The two teens share a looking before following.
The room is dark but quickly lights up by candles. Stuart jumps a bit, hiding behind Murdoc. The room is nearly bare save for a table with two chairs.
Morningstar takes a seat and nods to the other seat. Murdoc sighs to walk forward and sits down when a second chair appears. Stuart squeaks but sits as well.
"So, you wish to own an instrument that you can play flawlessly, not to mention to be famous." said Morningstar.
"That's all correct, now I have something to say, you're Lucifer, aren't you?" asked Murdoc.
The man smiles big to start laughing, a deep, demonic laugh.
"You catch on quick, yes I am the devil, how else do you think I make deals?" asked Lucifer.
"Wait, you're Satan?!" gasped Stuart.
"Of course, when you came to my shop years ago, I knew Murdoc would soon follow, I knew when he came here, we'd strike a very interesting deal." grinned Lucifer.
Murdoc stares at him to lean forward.
"So you can give me a bass, one that I can play without fail?" asked Murdoc.
Lucifer snaps his fingers and in a flash of fire, a beautiful red V shaped bass appeared.
"This is my bass, El Diablo, no other bass as sweet sounding as this." said Lucifer.
Murdoc picks it up to start playing it. The bass really did sound amazing!
"Nice, how much?" asked Murdoc.
"Usual price for a bass if not more, but, I have a deal in mind." said Lucifer.
The two look at him as he smiles.
"Use this bass to become famous, and at the end of your life, old age or substance overload, I get your soul." said Lucifer.
Murdoc thinks for a moment, was this bass really worth that much?
"Or, maybe I can offer you something more." said Lucifer.
"What else could you offer Murdoc?" asked Stuart.
"I can give him the fame, millions will know his name, screaming fans just wanting to see him, to hear him,a dn all the money his heart desires and more." said Lucifer.
The Satanist's eyes widen, all that, he can get all that right here and now?!
"Now, the price will be higher, since my bass alone costs your soul, I'll need a second price, up front of course." said Lucifer.
"Wait, what do you mean?" asked Murdoc.
"To get what you've always dreamed of, I need something that means just as much." said Lucifer.
He gets up to sit on the table, and runs a head through the bluenette's hair.
"He'll do nicely, a bright, pure soul, extremely hard to find now a days." said Lucifer.
"Wha- you can't take Stuart!" yelled Murdoc.
"He means to you just as much as your dreams do, his soul for all your hearts desires." said Lucifer.
Murdoc bites his lip to look at his friend. Stuart looks at him to give a smile. Why was he smiling, wasn't he scared?
"It's okay Mudsy, I did say I'd help you out anyway I can." said Stuart.
"Stu, but he-"starts Murdoc.
"It'll be fine, I promise." said Stuart.
Murdoc looks from his friend to Lucifer who was watching him with a grin. Fame and fortune, it was within his grasp at long last, but what about Stuart?
Murdoc thinks back to his childhood, seeing his younger self stare at his posters, dreaming big.
"I won't take the stage for anyone, only myself. The world is going to finally hear my voice!"
The promise, the one he made to himself so long ago. He was finally going to achieve his dreams.
And all he had to do was give Stuart up.
All he had to do was say yes.
"Hey Mudsy, when you're famous, don't forget me, okay?"
"Impossible, you're gonna be right there beside me, after all, you WILL be the best friend to the world's most famous rock star."
His five year old self, the first time he ever knew joy was when he was five, and since then he's never lost it.
When the world thought his a low life Niccals, Stuart was there to believe him. When his dreams seem so impossible, Stuart was there to encourage him on.
And now, his best friend was willing to die just to give him his dream. Was there no end to Stuart's kindness?
Murdoc made a fist and shook his head. He looks up to look Lucifer in the eyes.
"I'll be taking the first deal, just the bass." said Murdoc.
Stuart looks shocked as does Lucifer. He truly believed Murdoc would sacrifice his friend.
"You sure, you may never get to your goal." said Lucifer.
"I will become famous, but on my own terms, I'll get there on my own." said Murdoc.
The devil sighs and conjures up a contract.
"Just sign your name, and we have a deal." said Lucifer.
Murdoc signs the paper and he grabs the bass. He then grabs his friend's hand and they quickly flee the shop. Once they're a good distance away does Murdoc stop. He rubs at his eye a bit as it burns slightly, weird.
He looks to his friend who was playing with his fingers. Something he only does when he's nervous or confused.
"I-I can't believe you turned down the deal." said Stuart.
This brings a chuckle from the Satanist.
"I can't believe you were willing to die for my sake." said Murdoc.
The bluenette smiles sweetly to hug his friend.
"Of course I did, I want you to be happy Mudsy." said Stuart.
Murdoc chuckles to return the hug.
"I am happy, and I'll be happier when I become famous and you're right there beside me." said Murdoc.
The two grin at each other when Stuart's eyes widen. This slightly worries him, what was wrong?
"Murdoc, your eye, it's red." gasped Stuart.
Murdoc blinks to turn to one of the shop windows to look. Sure enough, his eye was now a scarlet red. That explains the burning sensation.
"Must be because of the deal, a sign of the contract." said Murdoc.
He looks back to his friend who is looking worried.
"Don't worry about it Stu, I'm fine, let's head home now, we got some practicing to do for the contest." said Murdoc.
This brings a small smile to the teen's face and the two leave the mall. As they get back to Stylo, the sunlight hits El Diablo, making it gleam evilly in the light.
The deal has been made and Murdoc's fate has now been sealed.
A/N: Sorry for the long wait, I've been dealing with writer's block plus I also wanted to take a break from writing. Now I'm back and with a new chapter.
Murdoc has sold his soul for the bass, and just when his dreams were in his grasp, he gives up the easy way to keep his friend. What will happen next? Stay tuned and plz review.