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Author Note: Please note that this will contain blood, description of injuries and swearing.

I mean it's Zack, that's kinda what he does.

Please tell me if you find any mistakes and I'll fix them as soon as possible.

Enjoy I guess.

Zack Foster, a self proclaimed monster, is currently bleeding out on the floor.

If somebody had told him a few days ago that he would die from a self inflicted wound on his stomach, he'd probably kill you.

Hell, he'd kill you even if you didn't say it.

So there he waits for Rachel, his life slowly oozing out of his body.

He felt like a child again. Helpless.

The cold started at his toes, creeping up his legs to his torso. It continued up until all he could feel was the chill.

His eyes were dropping and this time he was sure he wouldn't wake back up.

He stopped resisting and closed his eyes, embracing his fate, even if it was to burn in hell for eternity.

•MONSTER IN NEW YORK•

The blackness was everywhere, and nowhere at the same time.

It was all he felt, but was he really feeling?

The first thought to enter his head was; Well, this is boring.

Out of the darkness a flash of light blinded him. Ah shit!

Frantically trying to rub his eyes, only to remember that he no longer had eyes to rub or hands to rub them with, he relaxed.

Wait how was I blinded if I have no eyes?

Damn it this was what Rachel was for!

Focusing on the task at hand, the light was gone, only to reveal a paper.

He assumed it said something but alas he couldn't read.

DAMN IT THIS WAS ALSO WHAT RACHEL WAS FOR!

Grumbling mentally, he squinted at it, trying to decode the jumble of words.

He felt frustration well up within him, before once again, there was a change.

"Are you having trouble Zack?"

The voice was a little robotic, but definitely feminine, and soothing. It sounded like Rachel.

R-Rachel? Did you die too?

There was no response for a few seconds before it replied.

"I am not Rachel, but after looking through your memories, she is the best voice I could use."

Oh. I knew that.

"Of course Zack. But I ask again, are you having trouble?"

Asking for help was not something he could do well.

Well, if you're already here than I guess I could allow you to read the paper out loud. Not for me, of course, but for you.

It seemed to call his bluff, before continuing. "Thank you so much Zack."

Was that sarcasm?

"Of course not. Let's begin shall we?"

Zack reluctantly forgot about the snark to focus on what the entity was saying... for about 2 seconds.

It was rambling on and on about the sheet and being completely boring. He soon started to zone out, thinking about what Rachel was doing without him.

Some how, without having a physical body, a sharp feeling of pain entered his mind.

WHAT THE HELL?

"Now, if you are quite done day dreaming about Rachel, do you have anything to say?"

...About what exactly?

The being's sigh seemed to echo around him, "Have you even been listening?"

Did you really think I was going to?

"Actually, no."

Rude.

It sighed again before exclaiming, "This is getting nowhere!"

If Zack had a mouth at the moment, it would be grinning.

"Luckily, I have a dumbed up version for you."

I DON'T NEED A DUMBED UP VERSION!

"You forced my hand on this, Zack. Now, listen. You have been given another chance at life because I feel bad about your childhood."

...that's it?

"Yep."

Your not giving me this chance so I can 'change' or whatever?

"Hahahahaha, no. We both know that won't happen."

Huh. No strings?

"No strings."

...will I get my knife?

"And your hoodie, along with your scythe, an apartment, and a debit card with an infinite amount of money on it."

You've thought this through, huh?

"What else is eternity for?"

Good point. Ok, I'll take your deal.

"Smart. You will be transported into the apartment. Also, I have transferred myself into your brain. I will help you will certain things, like reading and making decisions. Basically I'll be your Rachel. You will be wearing the clothes you died in."

Convenient.

"Now, are you ready?"

Hell yes I am.

Notes: Sorry for the long introduction chapter...

I hope it wasn't too bad.

Did I purposely make everything easy for Zack because it's easy for me as well? Yes. Yes I did.

If you have questions, feel free to comment them, and I'll try to answer.

I'll try to upload the next chapter as soon as possible.

Until next time!