Death

Death somberly watched over the scenery. "It's seems to fade away,just because the sun is disappearing after the hills. Isn't that strange? I wonder, if i were the one disappearing,would anyone care? Nobody likes that the day has to make place for the night exept me. Nobody likes that life has to make place for death either,Even i can't say i do." She wondered what Life thought of her action. He probably felt like killing her since she did something so stupid as revealing herself to the public. Then again,everyone should know who is the one who will be guiding them to their eternal sleep,if i were able to die i would too want to know. Did i really do wrong with my action? She thought to herself. "No,it's my fault that everything dies,they have the right to know who is killing them." Life would probably was going to visit her soon to give her a good scolding. She let out a deep sigh. "I'm not looking forward to it at all."

Blake Winter looked down at his beloved Death and squirmed under her sad aura. "Ah, don't say such things!" He threw his silver hair away from his face so she could see his eyes without obstruction. Bending down so they were in eye level he began his cheer up speech. "You did what you believed to be true. You are important as Life, if not more valuable. The humans and creatures who seek you harm are not aware of the profoundness you hold inside you. Death, you are great and I will not allow you to believe less. If you were gone," his throat catched feeling the sadness that would engulf his world if it were so, "No, you cannot be gone." He shook his head and stood up straight again to regain his poise. "Smile for me, Death. I'm smiling for you." He whispered, turning his head away so she couldn't see the water rising in his eyes. He hoped she didn't hear his cheesy line; turning towards where the sun was fall down lower into the hills. Getting a small idea he began to take on a happier tone of voice. "Imagine if it were day 24/7. It would be too tiring and bright and annoying without rest. Night helps the world relax and calm down. It allows for momentary relief from the stresses of daytime," he wrinkled his nose trying to find a better way of saying it. "Do you get me?" He tilted his head to the side and grinned stupidly to Death, his hair covering his left eye with the angle of his head.

Life a.k.a. William Wolf

He was walking around with his guitar on his back, he was whistling with his head turned up to the bright sky and then he sighed. He tried to make himself seem indifferent but what Death had done by telling everyone who she was and what purpose she had in life, or in this case, death, he was thinking about a way to fix it. Obviously people are going to want to get rid of her but what they don't understand is that id Death is not longer, than Life is no longer.
"But that won't make people change their mind," William spoke to himself then kept walking.
He finally reached where Death was standing and he put down his guitar, "You've gone and done it now, great," he went to stand next to her, "Is this what you have always wanted? Or are you just trying to make other worry?"

Death

Death looked up at Life his face. He was Dashing like always even with the worries written all over his face. "....I expected you. And you know just fine that i don't like to have people worry about me. And to answer your last question,Who knows,I don't know what i wanted in the Past neither do i know what i will want in the Future or if i will regret my choice in the future. But i do know that this is what I want in the now. Can you really say that i did wrong by doing this?" She sounded a lot more confident about her choice then she was but she did think that she had made the right choice. "Sit down,Life. It may be only grass but it's quite soft actually." She waited till Life sat down and said "It's a beautiful sunset isn't? It's been awhile since we had one with this much colour. But honestly i don't like sunsets ,the crimson skyline reminds me of all the blood that i have seen and caused to flow. And you Life,do you like it?"

Sorry about this, it was a double post . . . ^^' (stupid me! Why did I double click!!!!) grrrrr!!! ><

Life a.k.a. William Wolf

Life didn't blame Death for her unknown wishes, he was just like her except for one thing, he had always been praised and worshiped and the one thing he wanted he got it. A regular life. Death was less lucky as him and above all she didn't even know what she wanted.
"I like sunsets," William sat in the grass leaning back on his arms and gazing up at the colorful sky, "because there isn't only one color. Certainly, there is some red, but when you look closer you'll see that the majority is yellow, a bright blindening yellow that makes you smile."
William cracked a smile then pulled Death next to him to pet her hair, "You know, just because your name is Death doesn't mean that all you do is kill, you don't only see the color red." He turned his head in the opposite direction from the sunset, "You also always know that where the sun sets, on the other side, the night comes in but the night is not darkness it's just a little resting time before your next day of hard working and forgiveness for whatever you've done wrong. New things grow every day from death, from life, from darkness, from light."
He felt like he was lecturing a little kid about having fought with his enemies or something. Then William laughed to himself and turned back to the sunset. Everything he had said sounded silly but to him it was true and he knew that Death knew that too, but she was just locking up all of those good thoughts deep beneath her because she believed after so many years of her death/life that nothing good could come from her anymore.

As the sun setted, the mansion was quiet, as it has been for 50 yeard, or has it. A window was open, it wasn't open before. A little girl was looking out the window, it had to have been some kid playing. At second glance, she dissapears. An explorer from the village walks up to the mansion doors. He has come up for a test of courage, and he knew what the prize would be if he succeeded, the riches and books this mansion had. The door was locked. he tried breaking it down. It wasn't lock, something was pushing against it. It must had been a peice of furtniture like a heavy chair. With one finnal thrust, he burst in. The mansion was dark, but it was beautiful. Walking in, he stepped in something, a puddle. He looked up, there were no leaks and no dripping water, yet it was a new puddle. The door creaked as it fell open and some light poored in. The water was red with green specs of another liquid in it. Blood, and and another chemical, was it poison? The explorer moved on, slightly freaked out, to find the library. The first room he checked was upstairs to the left. The bathroom, it looked dreadful, Cracked tiles and broken marble everywhere. The toilet water was green. A bubble broke the surface. The next room almost gave him a heart attack. It was a bedroom with a giant picture of some famous writer. It was creepy, but it was only a giant oil painting. The other ones were just creepier and creepier bedrooms, nothing living. The last room, the room with the open window, was next.

He put his ear to the door. There was giggling, and a music box playing a slow tune. He opened the door slowly. A little girl was playing on the carpet on the other side of the bed. He couldn't see her well, but it was obvious. "Hello?" the explorer ask. The girl stood up. She had blond hair, a red ribbon in her hair, and a red dress. What freaked him out most was the 2 giant bat wings that came out of her back. She turned and walked up to him. "Hi," she said in an innocent tone. Her eyes were red. "Are you..." the man paused. "I'm Melody Bloodred," she introduced herself, "I'm a vampire, you must be a human, humans are fun to play with, tasty too," she giggled. The explorer backed into the all, when all of a sudden, an adult woman with a black and purple dress apeared from behind us. She put her hand on his neck. It felt like cold air. The explorer was too scared to react. "How do you taste, human?" the female vampire asked. The piano downstairs played the tune the music box played. The explorer's mind went blank with fear as he ran out of the mansion. He couldn't remember how he got past the woman vampire, almost as if he ran through her, but he wasn't thinking of that, he just ran back to the village screaming "VAMPIRE! VAMPIRE!"

The entire mansion lit up. All that was creepy morphed to normal. Even the blood dissapeared. 3 other ghost boys appeared. All 5 Ghosts laughed. "That was awesome!" Rokunam shouted "Nicely played Lucy," Lloyd complimented. "This will be entry number 765 in our records book," Josh commented. He jumped down the stairs and ran through a wall, where the secret library was. "I believe," Mykeishah commented, "That considering he will be telling everybody about vampires, people will move out of town, and our mansion will be deserted, creating more ludicrous rumours attracting attention, and we also will be attracting vampire hunters as well." "Can we play Hide and go Seek?" Lucy asked. "Sure," Rokunam replied, he started counting loudly. The other ghosts turned invisible as illusions from each of them started morphing the mansion on the inside. "Ready or not, here I come!"

She felt how Lifes fingers were going trough her hair and spun like a cat from delight. She loved it when people did that,not that many did since they thought that they would die if they did. Well,some did,but only those who had a completely tainted soul. Death slowly closed her eyes and started to think of what Life and Blake had said. In the end they had said almost the same thing but with different words They really are nice people aren't they?To care for someone like me. Death thought to herself. She felt like sleeping not that she needed to but the feeling of being able to forget everything just by closing your eyes was one of the feelings she loved the most. Her mental strength would be stronger too after sleeping. She leaned further against Life feeling sleepier and sleepier with the second. Suddenly her eyes flew open,the feeling that she had missed an important detail fell on her like she was being crushed down. "But what?" She softley mutterd.

Life a.k.a. William Wolf

He had noticed how Death was quietly falling into a calm slumber and he had started to place his hand over her head to continue caressing her hair as she would fall asleep. But when she suddenly rose again and spoke William was left a little dumbfounded and speechless.
"Uh. . . um. . . 'But what', what?" William didn't really understand what she was getting at even though he had been living for as long as time itself and should know what people or even creatures of thinking, but Death was something different. She was just like him and he was just as unknown as the bottom of Tartarus so it made Death just as impossible to figure out.

She opened her mounth to explain what she meant but before she could even say something she got interrupted by a person loudly screaming "VAMPIRE!VAMPIRE!" Completely caught by suprise she shut her mounth while Life seemed slightly annoyed by it,Well at least she thought that was the emotion that had shown on his face for a second."Uuuuhm,Life. Could you please go ask him what's wrong before he runs off a cliff by accident." She bit on her lip by the thought that she would have to guide another person to her realm and looked at Life with slightly begging eyes. "Normally ,i would go myself. But i can't go since almost everyone knows my face now. He'll probably panick even more if I ask him,He'll maybe even drive a stake through my heart looking at the state he is in." She continued to look at him with begging eyes waiting on the slighest sign that he would do it. "Please?"

Life a.k.a. William Wolf

"Hey," he hugged Death and calmed her down a little. She was under so much stress and pressure and she seemed so helpless and weak that William couldn't hold back the need to hug her and comfort her. She was so thin in his arms, so small and so fragile like a precious jewel that cracked with time.
"They are already dead, they are just souls," he whispered in her ear softly so she wouldn't feel too bad about having mistaken them with living people, "Don't worry about them."
William hated making Death think about those who are already dead. He didn't dislike the five ghosts because they were funny and . . . sort of, kind, but having them around made him feel unsure about Death. Having them around made her think about her purpose in the world and he didn't want her to regret it anymore than what she already has.
He stood up and went to go see the five ghosts in the mansion, he patted Death's head before going and smiled warmly. He reached the mansion and walked in but didn't stay far from the door (he had to admit that even though these ghosts weren't mean he was a bit spooked from the fact that they were still a part of the living world), "Hey, you five, I don't want to be mean or anything but if you don't mind calming down a little bit. It's just that. . ." he peeked over at where Death was through one of the broken windows then looked at the ghosts, "I hope you understand."

"And who might you be to tell us that?" a woman's voice asked. "Well, he's got godly aura, maybe he's a powerful wizard," a boy's voice said. "Or maybe's he's Life, and the girl out there is Death," a different boy's voice said. None of the ghosts were seen, but overlapping whispers filled the dark room. "If your really Life, than who are we and when did we die?" a little girl's voice asked. "Also," a third boy's voice asked, "Do you think there is any way we can leave this mansion, we've been here our entire death, and we are not even as smart as adults yet, we want to be explorers," "We can show you the secrets of this mansion, if you can do it," the woman's voice offered.

Life a.k.a. William Wolf

All of the echos in the house made the place appear even more mysterious that it already was and he felt a little helpless facing souls. He also felt sorry for the poor souls who were trapped in a home and couldn't be at peace and do whatever they wanted.
"You are the Spirits of Exburna, your lives ended fifty years ago, you are all siblings that are now forced to stay in this mansion," William replied to their questions because he felt it was just common courtesy to answer their questions that had probably ignored when they asked them (or just that people would run away).
He poked around the home and noticed any mirrors, it was a bit unusual which made William think at first that the person that must have lived here must have been very narcissistic, "I don't know how you can leave this home, not yet, but I can try to help and Death can help too," then an idea came into William's mind, "Death is the girl over there, she wants to end her life because she hates that she is the bringer of death, but we'll help you and I think that Death would be glad to help."
William slowly went to the broken window and called, "Death come here! You have to come and see this!" Well, more like hear this. . . but she'll come anyway, thought William as he called out to her.

Death looked at the sunset. It was true. There were other colours then red. But she hadn't meant that there was only red. She had meant that the red overshadowed all the others colours slowly starting to taint them with it's own crimson red. "Death come here! You have to come and see this!" She looked up. The voice came from the masion which was 500m further from her. Now she thought about it where did the guy go who had been sreaming "VAMPIRE! VAMPIRE!" ......He was nowhere to be found. "Well,at least he didn't die" she softley muttered to herself while getting up and fastly walking to the masion. If he did she should have know since a part of her mind always get pulled away to the place of death a few minutes before it happened. Each time she witnessed the death and after that she had to lead the soul to her realm. It was painful to have to witness a hundreds of deaths in a second. A normal person would have gone crazy from it. And i'm only depressed. Am i not heartless? she thought to herself. She had reached the masion and immediatley felt the cold chill of death souls. Strange,she should have know if there were still any spirits on Phantasia. The second later she realised there was somthing seriously wrong. It was possible for her to miss one soul but that was very rare. But to miss this much death soul their death's moment should have been impossible. And because of that the first thing that came out of her mount when saw them was evn thou she didn't mean to be rude. "What are all of you doing here?"

Blake remained silent throughout their entire conversation and tried not to listen. It would have been rude. He watched Life and Death, and couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. He loved Death, but she just saw him as a protector. He wasn't sure if she believed that he really loved her.He trailed behind her like a shadow. Blake's silver hair would definatly make him stick out like a fish out of water, but he was Death's protecter so he would have to follow her anywhere.

All 5 appeared onfront of them. They were sort of fasinated, to meet Life and Death, the actual people. The one with the book in his hands spoke first. "Why do people cover mirrors in the houses where people have died?" he asked. Death should have known the answer. The little girl ghost giggled. "I died in my room," she told them, as if it's nothing bad, "I was looking into a mirror, trying to decide on a dress to wear." The boy with ragged clothing walked to a part of the room. A couple candles magically lit up making it not so dim. "I died fighting over here," he stood next to a wall. There were holes in the walls, as if a painting or a mirror was nailed there. The woman in the purple and black dress walked up some stairs. "I died over near here, I was checking on Lucy over here." A mirror that barely fit the wall it was on was next to her, it must had been replaced. "I died in my room," the boy in the prince outfit explained, "Where I was trying to dress up as a prince, just to make me look rich." The one with the book held it up for them to see. "I died while writing a book like this," he said. The book cover had the words "Thus, The End of Thy," written on it in cursive gold font. Glued on to the back was a red mirror, with rose designs engraved on it. When he opened it, the ink was made from expensive silver ink, that you could see your reflection on. As he flipped through the pages, some of the pages near the middle had bloodstains on them. The rest of the book after that had black ink.

The one with ragged clothing and the one with the purple and black dress walk back to the rest of the ghosts. They all had smiles on their faces, welcoming smiles. They didn't seem lonely or sad at all, as if they prefered the real world. "By the way, I'm The spirit Mykeishah, but you can call me Misty, my english name," she introduced, "The prince brown haired guy is my brother Lloyd, the insane bad clothing guy is my brother Rokunam, but his english name's Sean, the young writer is my brother Josh, and the cute little vampire loving girl is Lucy, all of them are my younger siblings." She bowed, and so did the rest. "So if your Death, you are like our queen, right?" Lloyd deduced. "We are glad to be of any kind of service, living in an old haunted mansion, even kept in pristine quality, can be boring, but at least we can take delight in scaring people who come here, wanting to scavage for any leftovers in this mansion, or doing tests of courage." he grinned. "Other than that, being dead is cool otherwise," Lucy added, "We live forever and we can't get hurt and we can fly and turn invisible and walk through walls and never get old and scare humans and do fun things!" Misty looked to the side, "Too bad I could never get married," she grumbled to herself, but she turned back to the two and smiled. They never seemed to look hurt at all, as if they enjoyed death. They didn't seem angry or sad about any regrets they may have had. They showed no sign of missing life at all, and they were enthusiastic about things they wanted, instead than sad-hopeful. Why they didn't show hurt, who knows.

"You cover mirrors so that the person that is dead's soul doesn't get trapped within the mirror. But looking at how many mirros there are ib here and the period you died? It would have been impossible to do that. They were in the middle of war. Not only that but not many people believe that it's possible to capture a Dead perso his soul." She felt how a blush came on her cheeks thinking that normally when people died and if they didn't cover mirrors she had always done it. She had done wrong again. "But,no i'm not your queen. Not even close. It' true that i can give you orders and force you to act them out. But i never do that......." She looked the room in seeing the souls,Blake and Life. She was quite troubled by the idea she missed this much soul actually. She hadn't received any sign that they had died.

Life a.k.a. William Wolf

He was amazed to see souls, he had never seen any and had kind of always wanted to see them even though they kind of spooked him. They seemed like a very good family. . . Then again they had been spending fifty years together in a house that they decided to make people believe was haunted by them.
Death was right, there were many mirrors and if she was right (she was definitely right) about the trapped soul thing then it would probably be hard to un-trap them. He had never really done anything like this, but for some reason he was smiling about it. Maybe because in the back of his mind he had a whole plan going on thinking that this could be a way to save Death.
"We'll help you," said Life as he went to stand next to Death and Blake, "since Death made a misfeature I think it's only right that she fixes it so we'll free you from here after fifty years. How does that sound?"
Life was all happy and smiling at both Death and Blake.

Blake looked over at the five spirits that presented themselves as a family. He was glad they were happy and almost laughed in delight when they asked Death if she was their queen. He wanted to scream, Of course she is! She should be the Queen of all Souls. But yet Death humbly declined the title. He walked a little ways to the side after Life presented the offer of freedom after fifty years. He was met with his handsome silver haired reflection. He brushed his hair to the side so his eyes stared seriously back at him. He was used to seeing spirits, but most were either in heaven, hell, or wandering the Earth all meloncholy about the eradication of their human bodies. It was a warm feeling to know that some were still enjoying the curse of Death. He frowned, though, as the soul remarked that she couldn't be paired with someone in marriage. He dreamed once that he was married. A ridiculous thought that was gone the second it came.

"You may sign a contract if you wish for written evidence," Blake interjected politely. He produced a thin linen cloth type of paper from his invisble bag, handing it to Death with a golden feather pen.

Death looked thankfully at Blake who always was so thoughtful to bring paper and pen with him everywhere he'd go. When she had first met him she had frowned at the habit but she had soon realized that it was quite the useful habit. "Thank you,so much Blake." She smiled brightly at him. It was her first real smile in a while. For a moments she thought about what she should write."What about,We,Life and Death, the ones who signed this contract promise from this moment on to try and release the called spirits from their place of death. Mykeishah,Rokunam,Lucy,Lloyd and Josh." She waited till everyone had nodded and then wrote the text and placed her signature below the text she had written. When she was done she gave it to Life. "Do you agree?"

They were silent. They wondered if they should sign, none of them had signed a contract in a long time. Josh spoke up, "Just to be clear, if we sign this contract, we get to roam Phantasia at ease, or do we move onto the next life?" None of the ghosts wanted to go to the afterlife, for they prefered the world where they lived there entire lives and deaths. "Also," Lloyd added, "You sure we don't need ours mirrors to do this? I mean that's where our souls are tied to, why else are we stuck in this mansion?"

Life a.k.a. William Wolf

"Damn right I agree to this!" William was about to sign when Josh spoke up, "Just to be clear, if we sign this contract, we get to roam Phantasia at ease, or do we move onto the next life?"
William paused and didn't know if that was true or not either so he looked at Death waiting for the answer because he was agreeing to set them free, but if it wasn't what they wanted than he wouldn't sign. For years, his whole life was about just giving life but he wanted to do more than that, he wanted to make people happy and smile. Then he looked over at Blake and wondered, "What about you, Blake, what do you think?"

Blake shone at Death's praise and offered a slight bow. With Life's question his eyes perked up a bit. "Well I believe the spirits should choose as they wish although it wouldn't be fair to keep them here while others have no choice but to rise to the heavens," he walked to Death and examined the paper with the contract she had written. "You spirits should create your own contract where you all agree upon its terms and conditions. Life and Death will make one and then we can both compromise," he smiled at his plan. "It's just a thought though," he added quickly not meaning to boss his boss around.

Death smiled "That's a great idea,Blake! I wouldn't habe been able to think of it. Let's do that! Could you give me anothe paper,Blake?" She waited until Blake had found another paper and gave it to Lloyd this time. "Please make your contract by tomorrow,if we wouldn't be bothering you to much we would like to stay here.......If Life and Blake have the time for that of course? She looked at both of them and waited until they answered.

Blake smiled and happily gave another piece of paper. "I guess we could stay here. Do you have any rooms that don't have a bad memory engraved into it's walls? I know Death is death, but I personally don't feel comfortable if she sleeps where you have died," he said politely. He didn't want to offend them in anyway. He looked at each of them. "I don't care where I sleep, just as long as I'm near Death. I am required to do so."