Story: The Darkness

Chapter one: In the light

Rated: PG-13

Pairings: Finch X Devil Lad

Summary: This story is really sort of an AU, but it is based off of the gang. DL decides to take Finch away, away to join The Darkness. It is a M/M story, but there isn't anything graphic. Sorry.

Warnings: None really, only, it's a 'different' type of story. Nothing too bad though…

Others: Requested by a fellow writer and friend. This idea for a story came to me while having a conversation with them. They opened me up to a new way of thinking, a new sort of 'path' in the world, and it could be true. The Darkness, I thank you. This is for you. Enjoy.

Dedicated to: The Darkness

'Oh God, what have we done? Their bodies there, and here, and look how they bleed. What have we, the people, the creatures of the night done to them, the living? The unseeing? How could we, the night, make this happen? Why, why have we, the creatures of night done this? Our feelings and our emotions of hate and disgrace coming over us…Only to, in the end, come across one last, and final action: Death. And Oh God, you remember this, you remember us, the creatures of the night, because you, and you yourself gave this to us. Gave us this pathetic, wretched, nasty little habit. And it will never be right, Oh God, it will never be right. Help them, for you can no long help us.'

I gave a sigh. It was like this little thing in my head. It was really horrible. The whole thought of the poem running through my head. Though it was slightly funny, it didn't rhyme. So what, oh what, had made it a poem? What had made it so easy to say, so easy to mutter, but never knowing the real meaning of the words that had been said in the first place.

I knew what made it a poem. It was considered a poem because it was beauty. Yes, beauty in the meaning. It couldn't be explained though, it was just one of those things that you yourself had to come to understand. No other person or thing on the planet could tell you it. It just wouldn't be a poem then. It wouldn't be the same…it would have no meaning.

That is what made it a poem.

My head tilted, "Today is going to be fun, isn't it?" There seemed to be no enthusiasm to me though. I couldn't even hear it in my voice.

Mr. Kitty gave a wide smile, "Yeah…If Devil ass would ever get here!" He was a little angrier then normal because for the past few years, all he went as was a kitty. And when he had not taken his parents on the opportunity to get him a different costume, it was then gone forever. We, as in Pig Pig and I had all made fun of him.

I didn't mind my costume. I loved it. It was something that I thought could symbolize me and my inner 'whatever' and there fore tell everyone around me what I was really like. Pig Pig was just so darn lazy that he didn't want a different costume. He 'loved' the pig head and the odd shirt he wore every year with it.

I looked around, "I wonder when he is going to show up." I said with a slight hiss. If he didn't come here soon, we would have no choice but to leave him. That was just how it would be. He would end up finding us anyway.

"Let's just go…He's mean anyway." Pig Pig said.

"No, we aren't just going to leave him without waiting at least one minute. Besides the only reason that he is mean to you is because you are dumb, dumb as hell." I said to the fat headed child.

Pig Pig looked at me, a little saddened by my words. I could tell this because his eyes seemed to narrow, yet still looked down at the ground. I felt a little sorry. I was even about to say so when I heard behind me, "Well, look, you all waited."

I spun around and gazed at him. "You're late…" I said.

Devil Lad was a slightly taller kid now. Well, it had been a year since I last saw him. We had all groan about an inch. So, it was probably expected. He still wore that same hooded sweater with the devil mask concealing his face. After all these years, he still never took it off. None of us, no matter what we did, could not get that mask off of his face.

Mr. Kitty had often led us to the thought that maybe Devil Lad had no face. This thought had shaken me a little. I had thought about it over the last summer though, so I figured that it was impossible. Then again, people didn't die every year and then come back out of nowhere for no reason.

"I'm happy to hear that you all love me so much." DL complained as he began to follow me as we began to walk around.

"Dude, why do you always take like, forever to come?" Pig Pig asked.

"Dude, I live like, a long way away, okay?" His response was. He then began to try to catch up to me. I slowed down for him. I didn't mind him walking next to me. Out of the four of us, or the three of them, he was my favorite. There was just something about him that made me feel 'better' inside.

"Hey, what if, like, Devil Lad here is some type of looser from our school? All this time, we have been letting him hang out with us!" Mr. Kitty said as he looked at DL from the side. "That would be so like, deceitful man."

"You think I would lie? What do I have to lie about?" DL said to Mr. Kitty. There came a small voice from behind us then.

"Well, look at you. You come out once a year, and that is to steal our candy. Then, you never once show us your face. If you think about it, it does seem like you are a looser from the school." Pig Pig said, a little bit more observant then he normally was.

"What? That makes no sense. Don't you think that if I were some looser from your school, I would want to hang out with you more often?" He asked the pig boy behind me.

I wanted to laugh a little, he was right.

"Yeah, well, you can't go around on Christmas looking like the darn devil, now can you?" Pig Pig said, his voice a little annoyed as he was trying to force his opinion on us.

"Dude, watch me, I'll do it. And I know you can't see it, but I will have the biggest grin on my face." He then laughed as he began to turn to go to the first house.

I watched him then as he tilted his head back at us, "Besides, I only hang out with people I like, or think are cool. Plus, I only show my face to people who are really important to me." His masked eyes seemed to gaze at me. I wondered if he was looking at me, or if my eyes had been playing tricks on me.

"Man, you better be attractive as hell if you walk around town with that on." Mr. Kitty said with a small sneer and smirk.

"That's enough, lets just get some candy." I told them as I knocked on the door and it slowly glided open.

"How much did you get?" I asked Devil Lad as we pulled up to the last house.

"A lot more then you. Trust me." He said as he showed me the much heavier sack.

"How?" I asked. I didn't understand. Every year he got more candy then all of us. And it wasn't even the fact that he went to more houses. He went to the same amount as all of us. How was he getting extra candy? "That is so…unbelievable DL…" I muttered.

"Finch, it's because I go up to the house last, the people just, they love my costume a lot." His voice seemed a little soft, as if not to offend, but to make a fact that didn't need to be forced onto anyone. He was claiming anything, just seemed to put it out there.

It made it a lot easier to agree with him too. He wasn't one of those people who acted like they were right all of the time. It was as if he didn't mind being wrong, though most of the time he was correct. He didn't even correct people when they were wrong, unless he wanted to push them a little, like Pig Pig.

"Ah, then I guess you deserve the extra candy." I laughed a little.

"Dude, I want more candy." Mr. Kitty said to me. I gazed back at him.

"You don't need it, trust me." I said to him. Pig Pig was behind me, who was nodding.

"Well, then you sit here, with Devil boy and talk about life, how about that?" He then turned away from us, his little kitty tail making it really hard for me not to laugh.

"Man, I think I pissed the little kitty off." I said to Pig Pig.

Pig Pig began to race after him, "Wait up for me, I'll go with him." He said back to us from afar.

"Finch man, you have to get that cat neutered. He will be so much more relaxed." Devil Lad said in a joking way.

I looked at him and shared in the joke by laughing with him. We both then began to turn away, just kind of walking down the road, not really knowing where we were going, but not minding the walk. It was as if we didn't know where to go, but there was something pulling us around, just kind of, forcing us to walk down roads, up paths. Just, lost.

"How have you been?" I asked him, not really minding the silence, but wanting to talk to him because I knew that after tonight I wouldn't see him for a while. Almost a year…yeah….a year.

"I've been good. You know, the normal." He sneered a little, as if he was thinking of something funny.

"So, have you found like, you know…A little devil girl?" I don't really know what had made me ask it. I only knew that normally boys didn't ask other boys about things like this. I had an odd feeling though that I could ask DL anything. I didn't mind that either. It felt, good.

"Hmmmmmm, well, I don't know about a Devil Girl…" He said, and then he laughed again.

"Man, you know what I meant." I said to him as I tilted my mask at him.

"No. I just…I don't really know. I think I might be one of those people that just like, well, they like their loneliness." He said to me. There was something about his words that caused my heart to somewhat sink, as if I were growing sick. I didn't really know this feeling.

"Oh…I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to like, drag up your past, or some dark secret that you have." I said to him, trying to turn it around.

"Naw, this isn't a dark secret. If it were a secret, I wouldn't tell you, now would I, Finch?" His eyes once again turned on me, though his mask didn't move an inch from being in front of him.

"Yeah…Ah, sorry anyway." I muttered. He was making me feel a little odd. Maybe I shouldn't have said anything. This seemed to only becoming worse.

"So, now that you asked me about that, what about you? Is there some sort of disgruntled skeleton girl in your life?" He seemed to then tilt his mask down at me, as if he were trying to see into me.

"Well…to tell you the truth…" I didn't want to seem stupid. I felt a little odd. One of us just had to make up a story about something to interest one another. "Yeah…We kind of talk too." I said to him.

Then came this odd, very odd, silence. Then this over whelming feeling next to me. It seemed to leak right off of DL as he walked down the road. "You like, someone? Have you spoken about it to her?" He asked me, his voice steady, a little too steady.

I gazed in front of me. What was wrong with him? "Well, ah, yeah, I suppose. I mean, it's really not a secret."

"So, if you asked her out, or she you, would you date her? You like her that much?" He asked me, his voice now rushed.

I stopped walking, not really liking this. This was a little too odd. I should have never brought it up. "Well, yeah, but I mean what does it matter? You're not here for like, the year, the entire year DL, why would this concern you?" I asked him.

"Because, maybe I have been making the wrong decision." He muttered.

I looked at him. I was now a little freaked out. This was a very, very odd situation. "What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about, you have been here too long Finch. It's about time you come with me." He said. His voice wasn't really demanding. He was still his normal self, the words just seemed, wrong. He held out his hand, "Don't you want to come with me?" He asked.

I felt odd, but something caused my body to move forward, "I do…" I muttered.

"Then come with me…And I'll show you everything." He began to walk over to me a little more, his pose somewhat now attractive, and his movements now becoming very graceful and steady.

I wanted to go with him, to follow him, and then there was this odd smell. It was as if it were, like, beauty. The most glorious thing in the world, and then some. I wanted that smell, but God was it making me woozy.

CRASH! I spun around. There was a cat, orange, and it had knocked something over. I turned back to DL, suddenly there was this fear that had come over me. "There is something wrong." I said.

DL began to step toward me, his hand still outstretched, "No…there is nothing wrong. Now, come here." His voice suddenly seemed to change, and I could sense that he was becoming angry.

I moved back, "I have to go, I'm sorry if I made you mad DL." I turned around, and then began to run.

I couldn't help it, there was something wrong. Something had happened to my friend. I didn't know what though. Maybe he was just on a sugar high or something.

When I had looked behind me though, he was no longer standing in that spot. It terrified me, but he was no where else to see him. So I took it as he left.

I lay in my bed, drifting between sleep and wake. I had yet to fall asleep for the first time that night. I knew that trick or treating was done, but I just couldn't pull myself into that glorious sleeping state that I so longed for at the moment.

I wished that I could smell that smell again. I wanted it so bad.

'Sleep, in the darkness of your thoughts, for if you shouldn't, then you have never truly existed in the first place.' It was like a very dark and depressing melody running in my head. It wasn't that I minded it, it was the fact that it was like the poem, just random words that were forming in my head now, and then the smell came. I breathed it in. It was so, lovely. I liked that smell.

I felt my body begin to weigh into nothing, and my problems seemed to start to drift away. "Take me, darkness, for I wish to be the dark itself." I muttered. I wasn't really sure why I was saying it now aloud.

I could feel this warmness coming over me, along with a breeze of that amazing smell. Then, in my dream, I thought I could hear someone saying next to me, over me, "I am the darkness. I am everything that you want, need, can survive on. Without me, you are nothing. You are light, and if light has never seen the dark, then it cannot survive, it will not exist. I will take you…I will take you away from all that you hate, and love. This is the small price you pay, but in return, I, the darkness will be your everything. Life Everlasting." I then drifted away, that darkness seeming to come over me. I then slept.

End of chapter one. Yeah, my first multicoated for I luv Halloween. I know, you're excited, so am I. Not really. I didn't want to make this more then one, but I was thinking of some ideas, and this story will be a good practice for right now. I need some work anyway though. Oh yeah, sorry for ooc, I don't mean for it to be, but in this story, for it to go a little more smoothly, DL has to be a little more, crazy. I see him as a real devil too, just to make you all know what is coming up. It doesn't mean that it is what he really is in the story, I just believe that he could be this, and my story will portray that. If you do not like, I ask you not to read that. Also, if you haven't figured it out yet, DL has snuck into Finch's room, and taken him to. Where, I do not know yet. Well anyway, I really do hope that you stay with it, I will try to. Pray that this story doesn't go on forever.

-Started: 1:05 AM 6/26/08

-chapter ended: 2:06 AM 6/26/08

-D.D.

-It's true, the darkness does have something we do not. The truth. Though we are all guided by light, some of us will never see the darkness, this is what conceals us in the true 'darkness' it's called reality. -D.D.Darkwriter