Grim: Hey!

Broken: I'm so sorry people! I TRUELY AM!

Grim: Hush you. Anyways! Welcome to the new story, 'To the End'.

Broken: This takes place before GJ got her job as a cop.

GJ: So I can't shoot people?

Grim: NO!

GJ: *sad face*

Broken: Maybe that's a good thing. Anyways, enjoy the story.


GJ woke up, the bright morning sun almost blinding her. She yawned, and got out of bed. She wore a white tank top, and gray shorts that reached her knees. Hearing the sound of her mother cooking, she went into the kitchen, seeing her two brothers.

"Morning GJ!" Lucky greeted happily, as he looked at the younger girl.

"Yeah. Morning." she replied tiredly, sitting in a chair. Her mother put the plate of food in front of her, the child wasting no time to dig in.

"GJ, you wanna come with me to the stream when you're done?" Scars asked, finishing his breakfast. The dog nodded, watching as the boy went outside to go wait. She soon finished, and put her plate in the sink.

"Are you coming, Lucky?" she asked, looking back at her brother, who shook his head.

"Nope. I'm going to stay here and read." he replied, holding up a new book. She nodded, and went outside.

Scars and GJ arrived at the stream, the cold water feeling like heaven to them once they dipped their hands in. The hot sun beat down on them, but they didn't mind. The clear water was ice cold, making GJ lay in the stream, making sure not to be harmed by the water.

"Be careful sis. Don't drown." Scars spoke, smiling at her. She laughed, and splashed water at him. He laughed as well, and helped out her. He then put some more water on him, before walking home with the girl.

"Hi Flippy!" GJ said happily, waving at the green bear, who smiled.

"Hello GJ! Hello Scars!" he replied, walking over to them.

"We gonna train some more today?" Scars asked, smiling at his friend, who nodded.

"Of course! We do it everyday buddy. Nothing's gonna change except when I go in." he told him. GJ waved goodbye, and went inside her home.

Sometimes looking out the window, the dog could see both Flippy and Scars fighting each other, both getting stronger and learning more moves. She knew about Flippy's father and brother, and how they teased him about being a weakling. She never understood why.

"GJ, what are you doing?" her mother asked, walking into the room.

"Nothing. Just watching Flippy and Scars." she replied, looking at the woman, who smiled.

"Those two will make good soldiers one day." she spoke, looking at the two. The girl nodded, agreeing with her mother.

The clock struck seven in the evening, the sun already setting. GJ was outside, her two friends, Flyaway and Midnight, playing with her. Flyaway was a brown bat, and Midnight was a black cat, that wore a midnight blue t-shirt, and gray jeans.

"Hey GJ! I found a new spot about two miles that way!" Flyaway spoke, pointing to the little trail to his left.

"Lets go see it." she said, standing up. Midnight agreed, and both got on their bikes. They followed their friend down the trail, the tall wheat passing by them quickly.

"Here it is!" Flyaway announced, as he stopped flying. There was an old, broke down brick house, that had broken windows.

"It sucks out here, but it's really peaceful." Midnight spoke, as he walked around.

"Agreed." GJ mumbled, looking through one of the windows. The only thing inside, was dust, dirt, and cobwebs. She shook her head, and jumped down.

"Yeah. But we might wanna get back soon," Flyaway said, as he pointed to the sun. "There's not much daylight left."

"Yeah. Lets get back now." Midnight agreed, getting on his black bike. GJ nodded, and did the same. The two drove back home, Flyaway leading their way back.

"See you guys later!" GJ said, once they made it home. The two waved goodbye, and left for their home. The dog then walked inside, and started to her room.

"Where were you all day?" Lucky asked, looking at the girl.

"I was out." she replied, smiling at him. Nodding his head, the cat went back to his own room, allowing the girl to go to sleep in hers.

Turning off the light, and getting under the thin sheet, GJ closed her eyes, telling herself a ghost story in her head.


Grim: And there we go!

GJ: When is it gonna get good?

Grim: Here *tosses gun* Go kill things.

GJ: *smiles and happily takes gun*

Broken: Insane girl. Welp, BYE GUYS!

Grim: *waves* See ya next time!