Prologue:
In the deaths of darkness two small figures sit in the middle of nothingness staring into a large portal with dark clouds swirling around inside of it.
"Appear" they both spoke.
Together with their hands clasped together the children sat and watched their target move around the world of the living with his family. Not too long ago they almost captured the soul of one boy who had the power to light even the darkest of places. Their father ordered them to retrieve the soul by befriending him during his time of need. But sadly even with their father's help the boy stayed by his family's side giving them another chance.
All they do now is sit and watch the boy smile and laugh with his family never wanting to return to the darkness they live in.
"Brother what are we going to do now?" asked sister.
"I do not know sister but we must help father." Brother said.
Both siblings sat and watched for a few more moments as the boy watched his siblings argue over the television remote. The boy moved away into his room where as his back was placed against the barely opened door, through the sliver of light peeking into the dark room the boy rubbed one of his wrist with his thumb staring out of the crack as if he was making sure no one saw him.
The siblings smiled at this and let the portal fill back with the dark clouds swirling around.
"Did you see that sister?" brother asked.
"Yes brother it seems that all our work has not gone to waste. Let us strike while the iron is hot brother." Sister said.
"Wait we must first speak to father about this he would want to know." Brother said.
"I already know."
The siblings turned around as a dark cloak passed above their heads landing near them at their feet. The cloak started to rise and the boney figure of their father with his staff appeared in front of them.
"Wait my children. The boy has yet to reveal his true hand. If we go now he will turn to his family for support and we will lose him to the light. Watch him again and as soon as the time is right I will send you again to capture his soul. But this time he will not have a chance to say no. At the slightest instance you believe he will stay in the light do whatever it takes to bring him back to the dark." Death said.
"Yes father." The siblings said in unison.
"Good now watch and see what I mean." Death said pointing his boney finger at the portal.
The portal opened once again showing the boy sitting in the corner of his room the door was closed and he had his back against the wall. Holding a small blade in one hand and a pen in the other, the children of Death watched as the boy struggled to place his thoughts into words on the paper he was writing on. The boy rocked himself back and forth trying to write down each and every thought that came into the book.
Finally the pen stopped writing as the boy stared at what he wrote. Taking the blade in his other hand he slowly moved his wrist band off his hand, revealing old scars that have healed but never faded. The boy placed the edge of the blade against his skin and in a swift movement cut his wrist. Letting his wrist bleed and fall to the floor of his room he let his has head hang back and closed his eyes.
The blood dripped off his wrist onto the floor, staining the floor that if seen in the light would just be renewing the cold stains of red with the new.
A knocking on the door broke the boy of his trance.
"Leo you in there?" a small childlike voice said through the door.
"Yes Mikey I'm here."
"Are you coming out? Dinner is ready."
"Sorry Mikey but my head is killing me. Just save me a plate I'll eat later."
"Okay Leo."
Footsteps from the door started to fade but what gave the children and Death more happiness was as the boy and his brother spoke. The boy was gripping his bleeding wrist tightly trying to push more blood out of his body.
"Get the book my children and then we will see if he is still has the darkness in his heart." Death said.
"Yes father." The siblings said.
Death disappeared leaving only his cloak on the ground so the air in the room could blow it away. As the siblings watched their father disappear they grasped each other's hands and smiled.
Through the boy was safe in the light of his brothers the shadow they casted still weighed heavily on the boy's shoulders and that darkness was the key to getting what they wanted.
A.N:
Well I did it. Just like those who asked I finally did it. Leo may actually die in this one or maybe he won't. Thoughts?