DARK: HI ALL! Im here to write my first fanfic with the undertaker! :D
UNDERTAKER: Kukuku
DARK: Don't scare them Undy! Now what else was…
UNDERTAKER: Undy…?
DARK: OH RIGHT! Disclaimer! I DON'T OWN ANYTHING EXCEPT THE ONE CHARACTER AND THE CREATIVITY IN THIS THINGY. ALL STUFF IS RESPECTIVE OWNERS STUFF AND blah blah blah!
UNDERTAKER: …Undy….??
The Rose Amongst The Thorns
CHAPTER ONE
The soft rustling of the pages of my book gave no comfort today, for I knew already what was to happen. Why would no-one believe me? Why would no-one listen? Why do they not care?
Slowly, my eyes rose to the clock, just as the hand changed position and the phone rang. She didn't have to say my name, for I knew already it had happened. And as I made my way to the office, I waited for the day to be done.
As I stood in the long hall of people dressed in morning colors, I waited. My turn came when I was to make my way to the coffin, to say goodbye. I stepped forth, receiving looks of multiple types, most along the lines of anger and horror. I knew what was to happen. Why did that have to mean I did it?
When I stopped I waited, frozen, for a moment before turning my eyes down to see her. Those eyes shut forever more. "Mother…" I whispered weakly. I moved to turn away but was unable to. My eyes went wide as I turned slowly to look down at my wrist, where ice cold fingers grasped me. With pure horror I followed the hand, till my eyes met the wide eyes of my supposed-to-be deceased mother. "M…m…mother?" I whispered.
"Why…" she croaked. "Why…didn't you…Save me?" As she said those words she leapt forth, mouth open to reveal teeth like razors.
With a cry I jolted upward into a sitting position. Glancing about I was relieved to see I was no longer at the funeral, but rather here, in this alley, lying behind a dumpster with a ratted blanket over me. A soft mew caught my attention and I was relieved to see a black cat with amazing golden eyes sitting by my side. "Oh Kiza…" I whispered weakly. "I thought…" I shook my head and sighed. Stretching, I stood and peeked around the dumpster to see the daylight. "Kiza! Why did you let me sleep this late!?" I exclaimed. "I have to work!" Storing my blanket in the corner, I picked up the kitten and took off.
When I reached the street, I slowed so that I could appear normal. I looked down at my dress to make sure it wasn't too dusty that I would appear suspicious. Once satisfied, I continued on. Every once in awhile I would stumble into someone, slipping my hand in their pocket and expertly removing a few bills. Yes, I'm a pickpocket, but it was this or death, and I still have to do more on this earth.
After I had earned a bit, I decided to take a break and head to the library for more research. When I arrived I smiled at the librarian, who smiled back with a wink and a slight of hand move as he chucked a key into my outstretch fingers. I slipped up a large staircase, unlocking a door with the key I was given and seating myself in front of a nice large bookcase. Place Kiza down, I ran my fingers along the book headings. After a moment I pulled a few free and sat down to read. I began with one called "The Underlining Truth" and ended with "Beyond is Behind." That's when I saw the moon in the sky. "Kiza you forgot to tell me it was late!" I complained as I returned the books. I was just slipping the last one in when I heard a terrible scream from downstairs. The book slipped from my grasp and hit the floor with a sickening thud. "No…" I whispered. Kiza was arched now and hissing, fur on end.
I slowly made my way downstairs in the eerie silence.
When I reached the bottom, I saw the Librarian sitting in his chair, back to me, with a book on his lap.
"Oh thank god" I sighed as I walked up to him. "You scared me! I thought something terrible happened. So what was it now? A mouse?" My teasing giggle faded as I noticed his stillness. "s…sir?" I whispered, reaching for his shoulder. That's when his head fell off.
I froze, backing up. He was dead…
That's when I ran. I ran and ran and ran. I didn't know where I was headed and soon I was lost. That's when I heard the footsteps following me. And that's when I came face to face with my death. First I found the end of the hall. Fearfully, I turned to see terrible red eyes glowing through the shadows. "K...Kiza?" I whimpered. A low chuckle came from the shadows as the man stepped forward. I don't remember his face, or name. But I remember the pain as he leapt and sunk his hand down into my shoulder. I didn't make much noise aside from a gasp and whimper. But I did collapse.
He laughed cruelly as he pulled his hand free, resulting in another gasp of pain. Licking the blood from his fingers he grinned. Then he pulled out a knife and raised it, about to kill me.
Suddenly, a light burst between us, disintegrating the man. When the light started to fade, so did my vision. The last thing I saw was a tall mound of black and silver coming towards me.
