I want to go on record, I was bored, saw an animated cartoon, & was hoping for something else to do at the time I started this. For example: Play Elsword, but, because my computer hates me, it can't play it. Anyway, let's get this story over with & done.
The Beginning of the End
I woke up one night, in June, to sound of noises going off in my apartment. I went to the source & saw a person getting ready to play Just Dance 2. They selected one of the most work heavy games & I watched them play for a bit. I then said," Alright. You've had your fun, now leave before I get the cops." Just as I finished my sentence I turned on the lights to find that the person wasn't there. I then turned off the lights to see red, glowing eyes right in front of me. I ran to my room & closed the door behind me. I must have blacked out, lost my own consciousness, or something because the last thing I remember seeing was a girl with the same red eyes appear right in front of me. I woke up the following morning to see that I somehow got into bed. I also saw a girl in a light brown t-shirt & black pants sitting on the high part of the wall with her back against the ceiling.
I got into a bath & she, for some reason, followed me. She poked my head & asked me, in a monotone voice," How can you see me?" I then leaned forward & saw that she had no reflection. I then said to her," The better question is: why don't you have a reflection?" She even followed me to my living room & sat across from me on my couch. I asked her," What are you? Some kind of spirit?" She said," I'm Death Wanna Play?" I looked at her with a puzzled look & said," What kind of name is Death Wanna Play?" I then realized that she was... I said," wait a second. You're death? so, am I gonna die? Is this my last chance? If I beat you, will you let me live?" She answered them all. she said," yes, no, I just wanna play a game." We then settled down on the floor in front of my Wii. We started playing some Super Smash Bros. Brawl. I asked her," Do you have a real name?" She answered my question by putting in Dea. I then asked her," What kind of name is Dea?" She answered me with her own question," I don't even know your name so how can you criticize me?" I then told her," My name's Kirito, but my friends call me X." I then asked her the one question that was nagging at the back of my head. "How do I know you're really Death?" I was then plunged into a realm of screaming & the anguished cries of the damned. This lasted for a good, solid minute before I was sent back to my living room with a look of horror that was as plain on my face as my nose.
