Here I go at an attempt of a Guardians of Time fanfiction...here's to hoping it doesn't suck -raises up glass of grape juice- Sorry, i'm weird. Anyways, on with the story...Please not this takes place right after the last sentence of 'The Key.'

Message From The Dead

Idiotamerica56

Ethan

"Good riddance," I muttered as I watched Marduke's body turn into cold, lifeless stone. "You got what you deserved in the end." I bent down and picked the golden arrow up off of the ground. My only rememberence of Rochelle. My soul mate. Someone I used to hate. Someone who sacrificed her life to save me.

You should have just let him kill me, Rochelle. I thought. I deserve to die a hell of a lot more than you do, that's for sure. I stared up at the sky, clouds moving in front of the sun, casting Marduke's shadow on my back. I stare downwards at the lifeless body of Rochelle below me. She's so beautiful...my eyes move from her face to her chest, where the arrow had pierced through her heart. The bleeding has stopped now, but the blood has stained her clothes.

"Damn it..." I mutter under my breath. "Damn it, Rochelle." I turn my gaze towards the cloudy sky, open my mouth and scream. "ROCHELLE!" I scream at the top of my lungs. "WHY DID YOU HAVE TO GO?" The scream was a bit out of character for me, but it was the only thing that was able to comfort me at the moment.

Matt walks up to me and places a hand on my shoulder.

"I'm sorry about Rochelle, Ethan," he says.

"Thanks, Matt." I reply. "I still can't believe she's gone. I can still feel her hand in mine, the perfect smell of her perfume, the feeling of us kissing. It's all still there, but Rochelle isn't."

"Yeah," Matt said, not knowing the feeling but agreeing with Ethan to make him feel better. "Let's go, Ethan." He grabs my arm and pulls me away from Rochelle's body, which angers me.

"We're leaving Rochelle here?" I shout.

"No no no no no," Matt says quickly. "Jimmy is taking her back to Arkarian's chambers."

"I'm not leaving here without her." I say, ripping Matt's hand off my arm and pointing the golden arrow at his face. "Bring her. Please." Matt called for Jimmy, and he immediatly came and picked up Rochelle's dead body. "Thank you," I mutter to Matt.

"It's no problem," he says. "I don't think Rochelle would like just laying there on the ground anyways." Jimmy slowly walked down the path, carrying the body with him. Matt was joined by Neriah, and I was left to walk back by myself.

"I'm going home," I said to Matt.

"Okay," he replied, entwining his fingers with Neriah's. As I turned towards my house, he yelled something else. "Make sure to stop by Arkarian's chambers later tonight." I nodded in response and headed home. At home, I instantly plopped myself down onto the bed and drifted into a deep, dreamless sleep.

Rochelle

I'm dead now. As I close my eyes, Ethan yells "Noooo!" My soul is ripped from my body and I am lifted upwards into a bright light. I stare down at Earth, the place where I should be and see Ethan ripping the golden arrow out of my chest. I feel the sharp pain, but it quickly fades as I rise higher and higher into the light until it becomes so bright I have to close my eyes. As I do this, I feel myself slipping away from conciousness and into a lifeless sleep.

When I open my eyes again, there is white all around me. I rise from the ground, which is fluffly and comofortable on my bare feet, and stare at my surroundings. Everything around me is white, and this white area seems to go on forever and back again. I wished Ethan, or someone, any one of the Named, even Dillon, was here with me. This place is a little too big and spacy for my liking.

"Overwhelming, isn't it?" says a booming voice from behind me, followed by a placement of a hand on my now shaking shoulder. I whip around quickly to see the dead immortal Lorian and his sister Lathenia. Lorian was the one who put his hand on my shoulder, and spoke.

"Lorian!" I say. "What are you doing..." I stop, as I remember the incident of brother and sister commiting homicide on each other.

"It's all right, Rochelle," the immortal says with a smile, reading my mind and seeing how embarrased I was about forgetting he had died. "I hate to say this, and I think you already know this, but you're dead." No duh, I thought to myself, but instantly took the thought back as I had forgotten to shiled my thoughts from the immortal. He scowled for a second, but soon his face returned to it's normal expression. "Anyways," he said. "I've found you here to give you a special offer." This sparked my interest.

"Keep talkin," I said. "I'm listening." Lorian smiled and continued.

"I have an offer here to bring you back from the dead." What? Bring me back from the dead? This was unbelievable! Just the thought of seeing Ethan again was amazing!

"Yes!" I yelled. "Of course I'll do it!"

"But that comes at a price," Lathenia said, finally speaking. "Returning from the dead is temporary. And if you do return from the dead, the memories of everything that occurs while you come back will fade after you leave. Still up for it?"

There was the first chapter...hope guys like it. Expect this to be updated fairly quickly...probably next week, or sooner, depending on the number of reviews and if they flood in or come in slowly or don't come at all. Well, enjoy, and please review! You do know I can see how many hits I get...but whatever. I'll continue this even if I get no reviews. Cheers!