Monkey Walk Part 2

Sat, Jul 23, 2011 at 7:05 PM By: Shawshank

Thank you guys so much for your patience! This is the second part of Monkey Walk and I hope you all enjoy it very much. If you notice any errors please let me know so I can fix them.

The next time the demon visited the girl, she wasn't crying but she still looked sad. She sat quietly on the floor next to her bed, hiding from the other children who were playing on the other side of the room. She stared at the wall with an expressionless face.

The demon layed under her bed, where the darkness kept him from casting a shadow. He waited a few moments and then began to hum the same dark tune he had before. She moved her head a little and almost smiled, then went back to staring at the wall.

The demon stopped humming, not sure what to do next. He tried to think of what might make the little girl happy. Finally he got an idea, and crawled out from under to the bed just enough to put his hands up into the light. As he did this, a shadow fell on the wall. The shadow quickly turned into the shape of a rabbit, and the little girls eyes opened wide as it began to bounce across the wall. Then it turned into a frog and the girls mouth dropped open. She looked around to see where the shadow was coming from, but there was nobody around. A huge smile came on her face as she leaned in closer to watch.

The next shape was a monkey with long arms that would swing back in forth as it walked across the wall. To this the little began laughing and yelling out “Monkey walk! Monkey walk!” This game went on for hours until finally the little girl became tired and fell asleep.

When the demon arrived back in hell, he once again stood in line in front of the devil to be whipped. His number today was supposed to be 246, but he was afraid that when the devil found out he hadn't caused any trouble for the girl he would recieve a lot more. And we was right.

“How much trouble have you caused today?” the devil asked.

“None.” the demon replied.

“What!” Screamed the devil, “Again! You couldnt scare her or make her sick or get some other child to tease her or hurt her?” The devil waited for a response.

“I caused no trouble today.” The demon said quietly.

The devil took out his whip, and walked closer to the demon. “Very well, I will double today's number and it will be double every day until you finally do what you are supposed to do.” And with that the devil raised his whip high over his head, and brought it slamming down into the demons back.

The lashings were harder than usual, but they seemed to hurt less. The whole time he though about the smile that was on the girls face as he made shadows on the wall. Her laugh echoed in his mind and drowned out the sound of the whip slashing at his back. He thought about the little girl and the pain was easier to bare.

This went on for a long time. The demon would go up and play with the girl, then come back down to recieve more punishment. Each time the devil asked how much evil he had done, the demon would answer he had done no evil. The punishments got more severe, and the demon was becoming physically week. But his spirit was growing stronger. He no longer answered the devil meekly, and seemed almost unaffected by the punishments as his mind drifted into a happier place.

The devil wasnt unaware of the fact that something was going on. He finally sent one of his servants to follow the demon to earth and spy on him. When the servent returned, he told the devil that the demon had befriended the little girl, and that he had seen the two playing together. This made the devil angry and he sent for the chief of the demons.

The chief of the demons was named Beelzebub. Beelzebub was what many of you might call a dragon. He was the strongest, and biggest of the demons and all of hell feared him as much as they did the devil.

“Go to earth and kill the little girl.” the devil said to Beelzebub.

“I will do as you command.” Beelzebub replied, and he spread open his wings and flew up to our world.

In the mean time, the demon and the little girl were outside playing. He would sit in a tree and cast a shadow on the ground while she would chase it laughing. He made many different animals, but her favorite was always the walking monkey. She would talk to the shadows, and imagine they talked back to her.

Suddenly the whole field became dark. The demon looked up to see Beelzebub, circling down about to land. The demon became afraid, knowing that Beelzebub could only mean danger for the little girl. When the shadow of the dragon moved away for a moment, the demon pointed his hand, trying to get the little girl to run. It took a moment for her to understand this, but finally she moved towards the trees where the demon had pointed.

The dragon finally landed and the demon moved in front of it.

“What do you want?” the demon asked.

“I am to kill the little girl.” the dragon answered in a hiss, his firery eyes looking steadily at the demon.

The demon paused for a moment, than looked down and nodded. He then stepped aside allowing the dragon to move past him toward the little girl. The dragon began to walk on, still staring at the demon with a look of disgust. He had secretly wanted a reason to kill both of them. But the demon just stood there, with a look of defeat on his face. The dragon finally turn away to look at the little girl.

But when this happened, the demon leaped up onto the dragons neck. He began hitting Beelzebub repeatedly. Beelzebub started to flap his wings, and the demon realized that if he got into the air, the dragon would definately win. The dragons wings were moving quickly now, and with the demon on his back, they both began to hover in the air. Realizing there was not much time, the demon reached down and grabbed one of the dragons wings, pulling with all his might until he torn it right off. Beelzebub screamed so loud even the little girl could hear. By this time she had figured out something was very wrong and ran back to the orphanage in fear.

After the wing had been ripped off, the dragon crashed down on his side, catching the demons leg underneith him. But the demon held on tight and when Beelzebub turned over he quickly made his move. Jumping onto his neck again, the demon grabbed the dragons horns and broke them right off the dragons head. He took one horn and stabbed it into the dragons neck, causing another great screach. He then took the other horn and waited until the right moment before stabbing it deep into Beelzebubs heart. The dragon let out one last wimper then dropped dead to the ground.

When the demon returned and walked through the gates of hell, he let out a lough yell. All the demons looked up to see him, holding in his hands the dragons head. There was silence and then the demon spoke.

“If anyone here hurts this little girl, or any other child, they can expect a similar fate.” As those last words left his mouth, he dropped the dragons head to the ground and walked down to where the devil would be waiting.

Everyone in hell was afraid by what they had seen, even the devil. He decided that he would make an example of the demon. The demon would be chained up, with no hope of ever going to earth again. He would also be tortured constantly, and personally whipped by the devil each night so that all of hell could hear his screaming.

As hard as this was for the demon, he kept in his mind the memory of his friend. Knowing she was safe and happy made the pain easier to bare. Nothing mattered to him more than this.

Years passed, and the torture did not stop. The demon realized that he would soon die because his body could not take much more of the pain. He was at the breaking point and he decided to ask the devil for one more chance.

“Let me go back to earth.” the demon pleaded “And I will kill the girl and bring back her soul.”

At first the devil said no, but as he thought about it he realized that hell was still very afraid of the demon. If he could break him, then nobody would ever question the devils authority again.

“Bring me her soul,” the devil finally said “and you will be allowed to work again.”

“Thank you.” said the demon and he once again went up to earth.

It had been many years since he had last seen the little girl, and she wasnt a little girl anymore. She had grown into a beautiful woman. She had met a man, and the two fell in love and were married. She now had a child of her own and on some nights she would sit in a rocking chair and sing to her little girl. It was on one of these nights that the demon arrived again for the last time.

She was holding her baby and quietly humming the same song the demon had once sung for her. He stood behind her for a few moments, then began to join in. When she heard the familiar sound she immediately stopped humming and sat motionless in her chair. She slowly turned to where a crack of light was on the wall, and there was the shadow of a monkey.

Tears filled up in her eyes as she whispered “Monkey Walk,” for the last time before the shadow and voice once again faded away.

The demon never went back to hell. The devil looked for years and could night find him. He finally told all the other demons that he was dead, but they did not believe him. Somewhere in the shadows they were afraid he would be watching and waiting. Because of this, no demon ever dared to hurt or tempt a child again.

So when you hear strange sounds at night, or see strange shapes, you don't have to be afraid. It is probably Monkey Walk, watching over and protecting you, just like he did with that little girl.

  1. Tazz DeVille avatar

    On Mon, Aug 25, 2014 at 3:47 PM, Tazz DeVille said:

    great story

  2. Farra avatar

    On Wed, Jul 27, 2011 at 5:34 PM, Farra said:

    Thanx for the ending. Loved it! Keep posting stories. Love to read them!

  3. BamBam avatar

    On Sun, Jul 24, 2011 at 11:43 AM, BamBam said:

    I waited quite a while for this. Well worth the wait. Simply amazing.

  4. Traci avatar

    On Sun, Jul 24, 2011 at 10:41 AM, Traci said:

    Just sat and read both parts....its a great story. You have talent that is amazing.

  5. pfloydmaster avatar

    On Sun, Jul 24, 2011 at 2:18 AM, pfloydmaster said:

    Thanks for the finish! I still say that you should have a book of short stories. Your gift of story telling needs to be shared far beyond our little circle of friends. And, welcome back...we missed ya!

  6. Jenet avatar

    On Sun, Jul 24, 2011 at 2:15 AM, Jenet said:

    it's a great story, it is worthy to be published in a children's book! You're a good writer :) I'll wait until you write another wonderful story!

  7. Abdul Alhazred avatar

    On Sun, Jul 24, 2011 at 1:45 AM, Abdul Alhazred said:


  8. tportnoy avatar

    On Sat, Jul 23, 2011 at 10:16 PM, tportnoy said:

    Helluva story.

  9. Tammie avatar

    On Sat, Jul 23, 2011 at 9:09 PM, Tammie said:

    This should be a children's book. This would make so many little one's not afraid of the dark and the sounds they hear at bedtime. There is good, somewhere, in MOST, what we call "evil"

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