Okay hey guys, my first fan fic so I'd love it if you'd R & R. I was playing around with this idea and it may seem like 2 different stories at first but it should hopefully fit together. Let me know what you think and whether I should post more. Peace, love and Ice cream.
Summary:
To keep order and balance, some must die. When it's your time to go, will you go without a fight?
Spencer finally convinces Ashley to go camping, but it's not what the world was expecting. Ashley Davies doesn't camp… ever. When a natural disaster occurs that was meant to return a balance of Life and Death to sunny LA, a certain group of friends weren't ticked off Death's list when their time came, because they were too busy obliviously camping. They're soon going to learn that when it's your time, it's hard to fight it.
A small smile graced his face as he sat back and admired the silence that only his office could bring. He had no qualms with the noise from outside, but he took pleasure in the fact that this one sanctuary, free of screams and tears, was his alone. His skin was a dark charcoal grey colour that blended smoothly with a midnight black suit permanently fitted to his frame. His ears had a slight point to them, and his black hair slicked back effortlessly. He knew of morals and emotion, but it was decided by those of a higher standing that he had no need for sympathy or empathy. He had a purpose, a job to do, and those emotions would only prove a hindrance. His eyes were focused on his desk, when his ears twitched and the sound of footsteps echoing around his office alerted him to the fact he was no longer alone.
Silence no longer an option, he gazed coolly at the boy stood in front of him, and raised a delicate hand full of sharpened nails, as he indicated for the boy to proceed.
'Verbal report from Lady Eve that requires your attention... sir.' The boy spoke clearly, making sure he was understood so he would not have to be in this man's presence any longer than necessary.
'Go on,' the man drawled, already not liking the sound of where this was going. The boy nodded. He had his hands clasped behind his back so it wouldn't be so obvious they were shaking.
'Firstly, I was to inform you that measures have been taken and the balance of births to deaths in Japan following their most recent tsunami should be restored within a 10 year limit. Fertility rates have momentarily been increased. Mammals included.' The boy paused as he gulped, not wanting to continue. Noting the apprehension in his informant, the man lowered the black quill that was currently in his grip and rested his hands calmly in front of him. His demeanour sent shivers down the boy's spine, as he realised he had the man's full attention.
'I am already aware of this, so pray tell what it is Lady Birth has to say to me, that she feels the need to soften the blow?' his voice rasped out, each word sounding like fingernails being drawn across a blackboard.
'The state of California, USA, has surpassed its maximum population limit.'
The man stood up and moved soundlessly to stand in front of the boy. He raised a hand, causing the boy to flinch. Chuckling darkly he posed a question to the child.
'What colour is my skin, boy?'
'Umm… black sir,' the boy answered automatically, unnerved and confused from the random topic change. The man examined his own hand carefully.
'Is it truly?'
'Nnn.. no sir. It's a very dark grey.'
'How observant. Now tell me about Lady Eve's current complexion,'
'Sir?'
'Answer me.'
'She is blindingly white, but…' the boy trailed off, believing it best not to continue.
'But…?' the man asked, in a bored manner. Even with his indifferent tone, every word resonated sharply and painfully in the boy's ears.
'Her hair is showing minimal signs of greying, sir.' The man nodded, like the information was nothing new to him.
'Do you know why?' he asked the boy quietly. He turned his back and glided gracefully back to his seat, leaving the boy to continue to stand helplessly in the middle of the office.
'No sir,'
'If the balance is right,
Perfect black, Perfect white,
That is what should be seen
Of the King and the Queen.
But if instability were to be
It is the end you shall see.
The conclusion of time will be near,
So the end of Life and Death you must fear.'
The man finished reciting the words that bound him in place. The words that he was oath bound to abide by. The end being a possibility he vowed to forever only let be words and not reality. For the first time since entering the room, the boy looked up to meet the man's eyes. They were bottomless black pools of darkness; the eyes of Death.
'Come, boy. It's time to visit my Queen.'
Ashley walked through the door, and right away her eyes zoned in on her gorgeous blonde, sitting deep in discussion with her sister. She probably would have happily skipped over, if she didn't think it would ruin her bad-ass image she had going. Instead, she put a flirty smile on her face and sauntered over, catching the eyes of one or two other customers as she walked by.
'Hey pretty lady,' Ashley said as she brushed her lips against Spencer's cheek, taking a seat next to her. She smiled as she saw Spencer duck her head blushing slightly. Reaching over, Ashley laced their fingers together under the table and started to absentmindedly trace circles with her thumb.
'Hey yourself,' Kyla replied cheerfully from the other side of the booth. Ashley rolled her eyes, but was too distracted by Spencer's lips briefly moving against her own, to reply. So perfect, Ashley thought.
'Hey Ash,' Spencer said softly with a smile, as she pulled away. Ashley couldn't hide the goofy smile just being with Spencer gave her, as the waitress came and took her drink order. They were sitting in their favourite coffee shop, tucked quietly in what they would classify as 'their booth' near the back of the shop. They were here basically every day, seeing as Chelsea worked several shifts a week, and got them staff discounts. Spencer turned to Ashley, tucking a loose curl behind her ear.
'So me and Ky were just talking, and we were thinking since this is like our last summer before we all go off to College and stuff, that we wanna get the whole gang and go somewhere.' Spencer informed Ashley.
'Yeah? Like to Cabo?' Ashley asked with an excited grin on her face. Kyla shook her head in incredulity.
'Why would we want to go to Cabo?' she scoffed.
'Duh. Sun, beach, Margarita's and hot chicks,' Ashley said giving Kyla an 'are you stupid' look.
'Sweet! Where are the hot chicks? I want in,' Glen said as he plonked himself down in the booth next to Kyla, only hearing the end of what Ashley was saying. Spencer rolled her eyes at her brother's and apparently girlfriends one track minds.
'In Cabo,' Ashley said with a smirk. Glen's face scrunched up, as if he was having to think really hard.
'Why are we talking about Cabo?' he finally asked with a blank look on his face.
'Because we wanna go there,' Ashley supplied helpfully, 'you in?'
'Hell yeah!' Glen shouted enthusiastically, a giant grin plastered on his face as he high fived Ash.
'We're not going to Cabo,' Kyla said sternly. Spencer watched in amusement as both Glen and Ashley's faces fell. It was like someone had told them Christmas was cancelled. 'And Ash you're definitely giving the wrong impression to the hot chick sitting right next to you.' Kyla smirked as Ashley's eyes widened and she looked guiltily at Spencer. She hadn't even considered that.
'I didn't mean that I wanted to… I mean that me and any hot chicks…wait no there wouldn't be me and any hot chicks. Well other hot chicks, because I really like you. I… I mean they're just nice to look at, but you're the only one I'd think about…' Ashley blushed in embarrassment looking down at their intertwined hands, as she cut off mid-babble. Spencer giggled at Ashley's little outburst, and cupped Ashley's face, lifting it back up. She could feel the butterflies in her stomach at just feeling the softness of Ashley's cheek.
'Don't worry Ash, you didn't give me the wrong impression,' She said sending a teasing glare Kyla's way. She then bit her lip before leaning in and whispering so only Ashley could hear. 'Plus, they are nice to look at.' If Ashley had thought her heart had sped up from feeling Spencer's warm breath on her ear, it went in to over drive when Spencer kissed her gently on the neck, sat back and winked at her. Ashley smiled happily and leant in to Spencer's side. God, she loved this girl… she just needed to find the right time to tell her. Glen gave a look of disgust.
'Could you at least try and tone down the cutesy couple stuff whilst I'm here?' Glen whined, 'I really don't need to be getting these images of my sister.' He emphasised the last bit, as if it would have any effect.
'I second that,' Kyla chimed in, fixing Ashley with a look. 'Anyway, before you shallow people came in, Spence and I were discussing maybe camping?' Spencer sat up enthusiastically, grinning.
'We can roast marshmallows and go swimming in a lake. It would probably be really beautiful and scenic,' she gushed.
'Oh yeah, Spence and we can totally have a barbecue 'cause dad taught me how to cook it well, the last time we all went,' Glen spoke giddily too as he bounced up and down like his sister. It was times like this, that you could definitely tell they were twins. Both blonde heads were bobbing excitedly as they talked animatedly, gesturing with their hands. Glen's bright blue eyes were sparkling just like Spencer's, but they weren't as bright or as blue as her beautiful girlfriend's, Ashley thought as she watched them. She loved seeing Spencer all happy and excited, so she felt bad that she was going to have to give the bad news.
'What do you think, Ash?' Spencer asked, her face all flushed from excitement. Ashley gave her an apologetic smile and rubbed her arm soothingly.
'Sorry Spence, but Ashley Davies does not do camping,' Ashley declared. She kept her eyes fixed in Kyla's and Glen's direction, because she could see Spencer pouting at her out of the corner of her eye. The Spencer Carling pout was lethal and Ashley had learned not to look straight at it. That stupid pout had gotten her to visit an actual Museum and to spend a day shopping with Spencer and Paula. She still had shivers at the memories. It was safe to say that Paula Carlin was not Ashley's biggest fan. She was at best tolerant. I wouldn't be surprised if Paula had kept that hair she ripped off when she threw me out of the house as a trophy, Ashley thought. Okay maybe that's a bit creepy.
'Ash,' Spencer broke through Ashley's reminiscing.
'Nope. Nada. Not happening.'
'Please Ash. I really want us all to go,' Ashley could feel herself wavering, which only meant one thing; time for a hasty exit.
'Sorry Spence, but I don't do mud, bugs or nature,' she gave a fake shiver and then feigned looking at her watch. 'Oh look at the time, I'm meant to go…pick up my car…from the shop…where it's being cleaned. Bye babe.' She gave Spencer a chaste kiss on the lips before dashing out.
Phew, there's no way they'd get me camping. That was quick thinking, Ashley thought smiling, proud of her impromptu excuse.
The other three sat quietly in their booth watching Ashley's hasty exit.
'Does anyone else think she loses cool points for her really awful excuse?' Glen finally said after a couple of seconds. The other two snickered and nodded their agreement.
'So we're not going camping?' Kyla said in disappointment. It really irked her that Ashley had so much say in it all, and her one call could just ruin their plans.
'No, we're going,' Spencer said with a smile. Kyla looked over in confusion.
'No offence, but my brat of a sister and your selfish girlfriend would probably throw a hissy fit if we went and left her alone for a couple of days and she already ruled out coming,' Kyla said sadly.
'Oh don't worry, she's definitely coming,' Spencer grinned excitedly, thinking of ways she could change Ashley's mind. Kyla looked sceptical but didn't question her as they went on to discuss plans for the trip. They had a good idea of where to go and all they needed to do was get Chelsea and Aiden on board… and Ashley to agree.
