Heavy breathing sounded through the room. The source being a women sleeping on her large black bed.
The rest of the room consisted of dark red walls and a 'Gothic' type décor, consisting of bones littered across the room, a large mirror near the bed, dead and dying roses, Lit black candles, old books inside their shelves, different types of blades lying in their respected cases, and a single picture hanging on the wall. The picture was of two boys and two girls.
The tallest of the boys had short red hair, and green eyes. He wore a black jacket and pants wit a white shirt, and wore a carefree smile at the camera as he draped his arm over the shoulder of the other redhead.
The shortest of the group had shoulder length red hair with black streaks running through it as it covered one of her purple eyes. She wore black spaghetti strapped dress as a white skull charm hung around her neck. A shade of pink dusted her cheeks at the other redhead. The other two in the picture were the only two who took the situation seriously.
They were about the same height, and neither of them smiled for the picture. The boy had short hair as grey as his skin, hazel eyes, and wore a white shirt and pants stitched together.
The girl had mid-back length white hair with black streaks running through it as fell into her pail face nearly covering one of her gold eyes. She wore a black tank top and pants as a chain hung from her waist.
A ringing sound echoed as the mirror rippled. The women did nothing but groan and change position as the ringing continued. The noise finally stopped as a dark figure appeared in it.
"Hey, hey, hey! What's up?" Lord death asked loudly. But even after all his noise the women kept sleeping. Growing irritated he growled and reaper chopped her on the head.
"Ugh, Kira? Why'd you wake me up?" she groaned, sitting up and rubbing her head. Turning her golden gaze to the mirror she found it wasn't who she thought. "Oh, its you."
"Now, now is that really anyway to greet someone?" he drawled. She ran her blackened nails through her black and white hair, reveling her face.
She resembled the one in the picture, but now her hair was longer, she had dark circles around her eyes, multiple piercings in her ears and tattoos, scars, and stitches down her arms. She reached over pulled out a box of clove cigarettes and popped one in her mouth.
"So what do you want, I know this cant be a social call." She asked as she searched for her lighter, somehow that was always getting lost.
"Your sharp as ever, Kana." He praised. "I guess I'll get straight to the point then. I need you to come back." Finally finding her Zippo and lighting her black cigarette, she stood and faced the mirror, taking a drag.
"Why do you need me?" she sighed.
"Not only you, Kira needs to come back as well." He clarified.
She blew some smoke, "Really," she drawled. "If you need both of us it must be pretty serious, a lot more than just a shortage on teachers."
"Yes, I have a feeling that things are going to get very busy."
"Huh, you probably already know this, but I'll say it anyway, it will probably take me a little while to get there. After all Death Valley is a ways from Death City."
"I'm well aware of that. But that doesn't mean that you can take your time like you do everything else." He scolded.
She sighed taking another drag, "So that's how it is, huh? Fine, we'll be there tomorrow."
"Excellent! I knew I could count on you, but I shouldn't expect any less, after all you're my very own flesh and blood. Well I wont keep you any longer I'll see you soon, BYE!" he exclaimed before the mirror went blank, and all Kana could see was her reflection.
How long had it been since she had been to Death City? At least ten years. How long had she changed since then? A lot obviously. Would there be anyone she knew there? She knew Spirit had to be there at least. He was her father's weapon after all. How much had he changed? She had herd that he got married and had a daughter. But what about everyone else? What about…
A knocking at the door broke her thoughts. "Kana? Are you up already?" she asked opening the door. It was Kana's partner Kira, she also resembled her picture on the wall, her hair is longer now, and her ears now pierced multiple times, but her necklace still remained.
"Yeah I'm up," Kana sighed taking another drag.
"But, its not even noon yet?" she questioned. She had a right to be concerned, when she had no work to immediately attend to; it was an anomaly that Kana would be up and about before three.
"Well I got a call I had to answer."
"Oh, really? Who was it?" Kana blew some smoke, this time taking the shape of her father's mask. "Oh, what'd he want?"
Kana moved around her room and started grabbing the things that she needed, placing them on her bed for later. "Pack your things, and get your bike ready, we're going to Death City."
"For real! So we get to see everyone again?"
"Uh, yeah probably." She sighed watching her partner run out the room.
"Dad? Who were you talking too?" Kid asked as he entered the Death room.
"Oh, hey kid how ya doing?" he asked avoiding the question.
"Uh, I'm fine Dad, but you didn't answer my question." He sighed.
"Oh uh, you'll see soon…"
'Its not quite time for him to learn of her yet.'