Prologue:

He sat there on the cold tiled floor holding her body close to his as tears threatened to stream down his face. He looked deep into her warm hazel eyes and forced himself to smile.

"Its alright Pretty Girl im not going to leave you I promise. You're going to make it through this."

He tucked her hair behind her ear as she smiled up at him. Her eyes now searching his radiant blue ones as her soft hand touched his warm cheek. She looked for any sign that might give her hope to hold on just a little longer but she knew this was the end for her. a soft smile played on her lips.

"Oh Broody, you never were a very good liar. At least I get to say goodbye."

"NO, don't you talk like that do you hear me brook! You're going to be alright."

The boys eyes gave him away though, he knew she had lost too much blood as the crimson liquid now coated his favorite blue shirt making it appear darker. He held her closer to him now as tears began to form in his eyes. As the girl laid there in her loves embrace her face began to get paler and colder.

"Lucas just shut up and kiss me."

"Anything for you Brooke"

As tears fell freely from his face he bent his head down and kissed her lips. As his warm lips touched her ice cold ones he understood in that moment that Brooke Davis was Beautiful, Brilliant, and Brave. She was even fearless when faced with her own death.

He closed his eyes and cried as he held the life less body of his beloved close to him. His pretty girl had died but at least she had died with a smile on her face and in his arms. He picked her up and began to make his way out of the school. His eyes done crying as he heard one last gun shot echoed through the empty school halls. He swore to himself then that he wouldn't love another woman the way he loved his Cheery. But as Lucas got closer to the door leading out to the court yard he saw a man in a black suit and tie with short hair flick open a cigarette lighter and light the cigarette that hung from his mouth. Figuring it was a detective he kept on walking until the man spoke to him.

"You really love her don't you? Well what would you say if I told you that I could make it so that she never dies and lives a happy and prosperous life? Would you be willing to pay the price?"

Lucas looks over at the man and for some reason he almost recognizes the man but hes not sure why.

"I'd trade my soul to the devil it meant that it would bring her back."

"Well luckily for you I'm a sucker for love, especially the one that keeps two souls entwined throughout time. As for the selling of the soul, well you don't need to go that far."

Lucas just looked at the man as he spoke, not really registering all that he was saying. His expression getting a little colder now as the man continued to blabber on about destinies and how soul mates transcend time. How apparently he and Brooke had meet before in other lifetimes.

"Look can you just get to the point!"

"God I forgot how dam impatient you can get, alright, since I'm in a hurray and have a lot of places to go ill make it quick. How about you trade you're life for hers."

Lucas squinted at the man as he took a drag of his cigarette. Not sure just who or what this man was and how he could bring Brooke back from the dead, Lucas began to back up and turn the other way but when he did the man was somehow in front of him again, this time shuffling a deck of cards and still smoking his cigarette.

"Alright, just who are you exactly? The Devil? God? DAMMIT WHO ARE YOU?"

The stranger smiled and as he finished his cigarette and flicked it into a trash can. His eyes' never leaving Lucas's as he continued to shuffle the deck of cards and then drew the top one. He smiled and showed Lucas an ace of spades with a grim reaper in the middle of it. Lucas eyes went wide in shock and horror, as he suddenly understood just whom this man was and what he was offering. He then pulled out a piece of parchment and showed it to Lucas. Written on the list was Brooke's name along with Jimmy Edwards.

"Grip Reaper, Angel of Death, the Pale faced rider. I've gone by many names through out the centuries. I enjoy them all but you can call me Azrael."

"So what's the catch then if I do this? You own my soul or she lives but doesn't remember who I am and I have to say away for the rest of my life? Is that how this little arrangement works?"

" No catch, just a fair trade a life for a life. You sign this document and the power to let her live is yours.

Azrael just smiled and took a puff of his cigarette, as his hand held out a piece of paper with what Lucas assumed was a contract on it. He looked Lucas over and then shuffled his cards once more in his free hand.

"Well, what will it be Luke? Do we have a deal or should I just take this pretty girls soul?"

Lucas looked down at Brooke's lifeless body in his arms and then back up at Azrael. The cogs in his head turning as he contemplated the idea. Could he do it? Actually take over as death? It would mean he might not be able to see his family or Brooke ever again but it would mean saving Brooke. He suddenly thought back to the promise he made just an hour before when he found her.

"I promise you Pretty girl, I'm going get you out of here and save you're life."

"I know you will Broody cause you always keep you're promises but if you don't just remember. People who are meant to be together always find there way in the end."

Lucas closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"I'll do it."

Azrael finishes his cigarette and smiles.

"Perfect! I knew you would say yes. Now you might want to brace yourself cause this is really going to hurt."

"Wait, I have one stipulation."

Azrael looked at Lucas quizzically, sure he had been challenged before and had people set rules but that only came into affect when they wanted to come back. His cold blue eyes hardened as he stared at the young man in front of him.

"Go ahead"

"State Championship, let me take the Ravens to it and win without any complications"

Azrael smiled and raised an eyebrow at Lucas as he mulled over the proposition in his head.

"So you want me to give you three months just so you can win some state championship? This must be really important to you or are you doing for another reason?"

Lucas stood there clutching Brooke close to him and just nodded his head.

"I'm doing it for my friends and family so that they can look back on this year and find the good in it. So that even though they'll see black spots everywhere, one shining moment will stick out in their mind."

Death just smiled and shook his head, running his hand through his short brown hair. His eyes going over the boy in front of him, as he understood just what others saw in him now.

"Alright, It's a deal but once the day of the Championship is over, I'm coming back for you. Now you might want to brace yourself cause this is really going to hurt."

Just then Lucas looked and saw as Azrael held the gun that Jimmy had earlier. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes as he heard the click of the hammer and then loud bang as Azrael pulled the trigger.

"I Love you Pretty Girl. Now and forever"

Lucas soon opened his eyes and found himself in the hallway clutching and unconscious Brooke in his arms as he saw Jimmy holding a smoking gun. Feeling a sharp pain like something just tore through the right part of his chest. He faltered as he saw Jimmy's face pale. Before he could even utter a word, he saw Jimmy turn the gun on himself and pull the trigger. Staggering to his feet he summoned the last of his strength and managed to push open the door where he saw the swat team surround him. Lucas dropped to his knees as paramedics rushed over to treat his wounds. His eyes started to flutter as he saw Brooke lifted out of his arms and put on a stretcher. It wasn't long before he found himself on a stretcher. As he turned his head to look back at the school he saw Azrael standing their leaning against a pillar smoking a cigarette. Giving Lucas a wink as they closed the door, Azrael soon started to walk away towards the crowd of people.

It wasn't long before Azrael was joined by a Brunette vixen in a white coat who linked arms with him and took his cigarette and flicked it into a puddle.

"You know those are bad."

Azrael just smiled and put his arm the girl pulling her close.

"I know but its not like they can kill me."

The brunette game him a smile and shook her head.

"Oh what am I going to do with you?"

"Hey you're the one that said from now until eternity. And last I checked, eternity is a very long time for us."

The brunette just rolled her eyes and smiled a big dimpled smile to the man next to her. Her hazel eyes looking deeply into his dark blue ones.

"And I wouldn't have picked any other Archangel to spend it with, Husband."

"Nor would I Pretty Girl. Nor I."

Author note:

Sorry I've been a way for a while guys but I've been re doing my old stories so that they flow better and are easier for you to read. I promise as soon as im done with all of the chapters and a few updates too, ill post them for you all to read. Until then, enjoy this story.