This is extreme supernatural. I'd love it if this actually happened though! We'd get to see all the old faces... Sadly, CoD is real life, no ghosts, demons, witches, spirits or zombies (Apart from that Halloween case) will ever come up. *Sigh* Such a shame... Anyhoo, tada!
Ghosts are works of imagination, zombies are stories and witches are for Halloween. At least that's how Mal saw it. So when his girlfriend, and amazing partner, Natara brought up the discussion, he scoffed slightly
"Nice joke, Nat."
"It wasn't a joke." She looked at him fairly confused and hurt "They're real."
"Sure they are." He said, then he walked closer to her and wrapped his arms around her waist and muttered "Happy one year anniversary." He smiled at her, he used to hate all of that keeping track, and he never used to do it with Sandra, but with Natara, it just felt... Right.
"Happy on year anniversary." She kissed him "So, we still on for tonight?" She smiled at him
"Yeah, I'll pick you up at six."
Mal picked her up at six, and they went to her favourite restaurant, much to her delight, and it wasn't much if a surprise that she brought up the subject of him not believing in anything supernatural.
"So you seriously don't believe in vampires?" Natara grinned slightly, her finger traced the rim of her wine glass. Mal knew she looked as beautiful as ever, and found it somewhat hard to believe that they had been together a year now.
"Nope." He shook his head "They're not real."
"What about zombies?" She asked
"Not real, unless if you count kids in the morning." He smirked slightly
"Ghosts?" She raised an eyebrow "C'mon, you've got to at least believe in ghosts."
"Sorry, but they're not real." He simply said, and little did he know, he would come to take back his words.
The next day Natara was walking down the street, on her way back to work after her lunch break. She kept her focus mainly in front of her, when she ran into someone. A familiar face. She was extremly confused, as she didn't see the person until the collision.
"Sorry, was I in the way? "The woman she ran into smiled at her
"I know you..." Nat said, backing away slightly. This person's face was familiar, but she knew she hadn't seen this person in at least a year
"Of course you know me! Who wouldn't? I'm a famous news reporter." The woman grinned.
"No." She muttered "I've talked to you before."
"Really? I don't really talk to the fans..." The woman smiled again, and that made Natara slightly uneasy and her eyes widened when she realized who it was
"Your Tasha. Tasha King."