"Woah! Woah! Woah! I WIN!" Lock yelled, beating me in air hockey.
"Knock-knock ladies and gents." Jack said, walking in without knocking… again! "I see you're all enjoying the new pool and air hockey tables."
"Got that right, they kick total ass!" Lock said with a smile.
"Thanks Jackie." Barrel laughed.
"Don't thank me, you kids earned them from what happened with Ni-" Jack started
"At Angel Cage." I interrupted.
"Yes. Speaking of which, how are your wounds?" Jack asked. I took off my shirt to reveal many stitched wounds.
"Getting better, after about a week it doesn't hurt to breathe, still hurts to talk a bit." I explained, putting my shirt back on. Alex came from behind me and gave me a tight hug. "OW! OW! OW! Watch it Lexie!"
"Well I didn't come up here for no reason. It seems when Nick came here in the Jaq Hallow costume it sent a bit of a rupture through this world, a second rupture happened when he died." Jack started.
"You mean that chilled wind from when Nick arrived and the one from when he died did something? If he comes back from the dead… again… I am going to be PISSED!" I said, holding one of my ribs. "That bastard almost ripped off my tail!"
"Dude, you got a tail?" Lock asked.
"Usually keep it under my pants." I explained. (A/N, if you remember the beginning of His Angel, Her Savior, you'll remember the tail.)
"Wait a second, go back to that chill wind thing, you guys felt that all the way in Halloween town?" Angeline asked. "I thought the wind from Halloween was just a fluke or something. But then a week ago, when the boys snuck out there was another one, like my bones turned to ice for a split second."
"That was the reality for Halloween Town rupturing." Jack explained.
"We're all going to die, aren't we?" I asked.
"No, but because the town is tied so closely to the holiday on earth, time went back on earth a bit and went even more back the second time the rupture happened." Jack explained, I raised my hand. "Yes?"
"I'm guessing Doctor Wheelchair told all this to you and like us, you have no idea what you're talking about." I said with a smirk.
"What I'm saying William, is that time on the human world has gone back and tonight will be Halloween night again! Lucky for me all the preparations are still in place. Oh and you guys can actually participate this year! Angeline was born here, and Lock, Shock, and Barrel died extremely young so nobody should recognize them but Will, because of the age you and Alex died you'll be on the opposite side of the country you lived in… New York City to be exact!"
"Yay!" Alex yelled… right in my ear.
"Hey! My mask still fits!" Lock said, taking a devil mask out of the closet. He snapped off the horns on the mask and his horns peeked up over the top of it.
"So does mine… I can't believe how big my nose used to be." Shock said, looking at herself in the mirror.
"Well let's get ready." I said, grabbing a torn leather jacket.
"Team Lock away!" Lock said, running out of the building.
"Team Lock? What are we, some sort of Twi-tard group?" I asked. "Besides, if anything I 'm the leader."
"Heh." Angeline chuckled.
"Let's follow the retard so he doesn't end up in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean." Barrel said, walking out the front door. About halfway through the hinterlands we caught Lock and Shock tied a rope around him… maybe the coffee this morning was a bad idea.
"Calm down Lock, we're almost there." I said, taking some rum out of my bag.
"What's with the rum?" Barrel asked.
"Well at first I was going to get myself drunk and scare children but with just enough of it we can get Lock to calm down and we can all get a shot or two before it's time to join the living." I explained before dragging Lock to the ground. I found out from one of Angeline's books if you keep your finger on a certain part of a person's jaw, their mouth stays open. I did this to Lock and poured half a bottle of rum down his throat. At this point he was back to 'normal'.
"So your plan was to get drunk and act like a retard." Alex asked.
"Kinda." I said with a smirk and a shrug.
"We're here!" Barrel said, looking at a large tree with doors and stairways that led to more doors all over it. "We just say where we want to go and step into a door and we get there almost instantly." The skeleton-clad teen said, reading from the paper with instructions written on it. "Get back by going through any mausoleum within twenty four hours and you will return, if you can not you will be stranded for one human year."
"So we have until one thirty-four PM tomorrow night." Tut explained.
"Angeline, you've been kinda quiet, anything on your mind?" Shock asked.
"I had a weird dream last night. It was like this, we went in the door and went out with a little kid running around us. It was really weird, even for what my dreams are." Angeline piped up.
"Come on, after we make a couple kids cry and kick some stupid kid's ass, you'll feel a lot better." Barrel interjected.
"No, that's just me." I smiled.
"Shut up Will." Alex said, hitting me in the back of the head.
"Wha-pish!" Tut yelled, making everybody but me and Alex laugh.
"I think I hear the neuter fairy flying by." I said, tripping my pet Jackal.
"New York City." Barrel yelled, opening a door. We were sucked into it like a vacuum cleaner and landed in some graveyard. We landed hard too.
"OW! SON OF A BITCH!" I yelled, I opened up my jacket to see some of my stitches got opened up. "Crap. We brought med supplies right?"
"With you, Barrel, and Lock? Of course, at this point we need medical supplies to go to the grocery store." Angeline said, taking out the first aid kit and getting needles and stitching thread.
"OW! OW! OW!" I yelled as she stitched up the open wounds.
"Stop being a baby." Alex said, sitting on a tombstone.
"Hey, you fight a demonic sociopath, get stitched up by a living sock monkey (Sally), and having to get re-stitched twice a day by a person who kicks you for fun and then you can tell me to stop being a baby." I complained.
"You tell her man!" Lock smirked, just to be kicked by Shock.
"Haha Lock, you and Shock are a worse combo than peanut butter and ham!" Barrel laughed.
"For the last time I was drunk! Do you have to keep bringing that up?" I asked.
"Let's just start trick or treating." Alex said, kissing me on the cheek and leading us out of the cemetery.
"I'm with her." I said, zipping up my leather jacket.
It was going to be a long night.