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"Sissel talking out loud"

Sissel thinking

"Hiras talking"

Ghost Trick: 7 Deadly Sins

Sunday 8:02

All was peaceful in the dark alleyway, save for a little black and very unusual kitten named Sissel. He stared in shock of a body of a small Pomeranian lying there dead with tire marks on his once clean coat. Sissel sighed, and then went into the Ghost World. You see, Sissel is actually a spirit possessing his own dead body when he was killed by a special meteorite which gives dead people the powers of the dead, which just means that he can possess stuff (like his body for example) and other things like umbrellas as long as they have cores. The only body he can possess is his, but he can do something special with other dead bodies. Sissel's soul went to the Pomeranian's core and started talking with his good buddy, Missile.

"Hi Sissel!" came the happy bark of the little dog. Sissel sighed again, making no comments as he went to see how Missile died again.

4 minutes before his death, Missile was running on the street happily while chasing a mail man's truck. "Wait for me! You still haven't explained why you just stuck pieces of paper in our box thing!" he cried, oblivious to the car racing behind him, followed by police cars. There was obviously a robbery. The offending car sped up and hit the poor dog sending him flying to the alleyway. The world turned black and white and time froze again as Sissel turned to face Missile.

"Seriously Missile? Chasing the mail man?" he asked. Missile looked embarrassed. "He left pieces of paper in the box thing. I had to find out why! Besides, he smells awful. He smells like fish." Sissel just ignored that last part and got to work on saving his friend.

Sissel started off in the alleyway by possessing the trash can. His plan was to hopefully find something to stop the car. Let's see what I can do. He went into the Ghost World and saw a pot that would fall onto the street with a little push. Guess that will keep them busy. The only problem was getting to it on time, as it was out of reach. Sissel easily found a pathway he could use, moving a ladder here or there, a couple of fences, and he finally reached it. All he had to do now was wait for the car.

"You sure this is safe Sissel? Besides, the person who owns this vase is probably going to be very angry." Sissel glared at him for a few seconds and was about to say something when the alive Missile ran past, car right behind him. Right on cue, Sissel shook the vase until it landed on the windshield. This caused the car to run into the wall.

"Ooh, that's going to hurt!" cried Missile. Meanwhile, the other Missile heard the commotion and turned around, wondering what just happened. The police cars stopped behind the car, with a familiar redhead jumping out of it.

"Miss Lynne!" Missile shouted while Sissel rolled his eyes. The other Missile barked to let Lynne know that he was there. Lynne turned her head while the other police officers (one of them being Detective Jowd, Sissel's owner) went ahead and apprehended the robbers, who had minor cuts that would easily heal in a few days.

"Missile? How did you get out? Did you stop the robbers?" Lynne asked. That was mostly me, but okay. Then the world turned red again as they both returned to the Ghost World.

"We did it! We stopped a crime spree!" Missile yelped in joy. Sissel looked at him with exasperation. "Do you even know what that means?" Missile shook his head. "Nope! Just that it has something to do with bad guys." Sissel just closed his eyes for a few seconds before talking to him again. "Let's just go back to the present, okay?" Missile yelped in agreement. "Okay!"

In the present, Sissel found himself in the alleyway. Looks like nothing changed except for Missile's death. That's a good thing I guess. Sissel then continued on his nightly walk when he heard a voice.

"I was looking for you spirit." Sissel jumped in surprise. "Who's there!" he yowled. A dark, bulky figure appeared at the end of the alleyway.

"I request your help spirit. It is you who should reveal yourself." Sissel cautiously approached the figure (finding out that the person was wearing a huge cloak), wondering who this person was.

"Where are you spirit? I sense your presence, but I don't know where." Sissel wondered what was up so he answered. "I'm at your feet uh…" He paused, not knowing what to call this person, which sounded feminine now that he thought about it.

"Wait, so you're saying that you're a cat? Not what I had in mind… call me Hiras." Sissel slightly calmed down a little bit. "The name's Sissel. Now, you said you needed my help?" Hiras nodded. "Yes. This world is going to die without your help." Sissel blinked. "That was blunt."

"It's just part of my personality. Now, the world will be saved if the 7 chosen ones work together. Only problem is, they don't exist." Hiras sighed. "Mainly because their ancestors screwed up, got enticed by the devil, and died before having children. I need you to bring them back to life. Any questions?" Sissel had several.

"Ancestors mean something like relatives from long ago right?" Hiras nodded. "How are we going to go back in time that far?" Hiras was silent. Then she said, "Did you ever bother looking at me through the Ghost World?" The thought obviously didn't occur to Sissel, so he checked and found that her spirit was a bright shade of blue. "You died near Temsik?"

"Uh... I'm not sure what that is. Anyways, after dieing, I found out I could travel through time forwards and backwards and to any place, while keeping my original body. Downside is, I can't possess objects save for my own corpse. Kind of gruesome now that I think about it." She paused before starting again. "And that is where you come in. I figured that if we work together, we can save those idiots. Anything else?" Sissel thought before choosing his next question.

"Why me? Surely there are other spirits with similar powers, right?" This time, Hiras snorted.

"Don't you think I thought of that? Yes there are others, but they were all total #$#. They said stuff like 'We're dead, it doesn't concern us' and stuff. They should at least be somewhat concerned." Sissel looked at her with amusement. His steadily growing vocabulary just got a bit bigger.

"So, you're going to help or not? 'Cause honestly, you're the only one left." Sissel shrugged. Why not? Then Sissel realized something.

"Hey, going that far in time and changing their fates, is it going to affect this current timeline much?" Hiras shrugged. " I doubt it. Unless the Chosen ones turn into international sensations. Heh, what would they be? Singers? That's interesting. I've got time for one more, then you have to decide." Sissel thought a little before coming up with the final question. "When is this end of the world coming?"

"Less than three weeks." was the blunt reply. "Relax, it's plenty of time to save those guys. We save them this week, explain the situation next week, and then hope they do well. Simple as that." Sissel was just staring. "You know that didn't help me calm down at all, right?"

"... Right then. So, you're going to help, right?" Sissel replied, "Of course!" Hiras then looked at the sky.

"It's getting late. You should be getting home. Meet me tomorrow, same time, same place, okay?" With that, Hiras vanished. As Sissel walked home, he couldn't help but wonder to himself. What the heck did I get myself into?

First chapter of first fanfic. Whoo! Review please! Tell me if I suck or anything, okay? Thank you!