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It has been three days since Father- Lord Death came down. Usually he comes down twice a day. He has never not come for two days, let alone three. And I'm bored. And lonely. So lonely... I mean I have Valiant. But... It's not quite the same, is it?

We have done everything. I painted him, over and over, in silly poses or when he took a nap in the little sunlight we get from the window. Then he tried to paint me, which sort of worked. I mean, you could tell it was me if someone told you before hand. Then we drew each other drawing, which was funny, since we had our own drawing in our drawing. Valiant once again tried to teach me how to climb up vertical walls, which, as usual, failed. We played he sims for a while, then Halo. He is a lot better then me, even though he can't get his paws around the controller. We took naps together, and jumped on the bed until I hit my head on the ceiling. I took pictures of the sky through the bars, tried to squeeze Valiant through the bars. Of course this failed too. We talked for hours, about anything to distract us. We both knew we were both silently keeping count of every hour he left us alone.

"Let's goooo!" Valiant nudged me, trying to convince me to leave the room. "He said to stay here." I said for the millionth time. Valiant just pulled at me feet, and then ran over and opened the door on his back legs. "If you don't come I'm leaving without you." He said defiantly, then ran out of the room. "Val!" I shouted, panicked. I ran out the door- to see him around the corner, smirking at me. I growled at him, and he purred against my legs, then kept walking. I sighed in defeat. It had been 78 hours since Lord Death had come.
We crept up the passageway, careful to check for souls before continuing the climb upwards. Finally we came to a small wooden door. Val looked up at me and nodded. I slowly turned the handle and pushed open the door.
In front of us was a tall mirror, facing the other way. Behind it I could see a weird cartoony sky above small graves marked with black crosses. "Weird..." I said softly through our mind connection. Val motioned towards the mirror. Strait ahead of of, I could sense Lord Death's soul, with a stranger. I could hear them talking in low voices. I sat down and Valiant climbing onto my lap. And we waited.

After an hour or so I heard a door open and close, and I looked up to see a lord Death looking down at us. "Father!" I said, springing up and hugging him, spilling Valiant off my lap, who glared at me before purring up against Lord Death's leg. "Hello my little ones." Lord Death said warmly. "I am very sorry for leaving you alone for so long, this man refused to leave without getting exactly what he wanted." He sighed a little, before stiffening as a door opened at the other side of the room. "Father?" Someone called out.
Lord Death sprung out, as natural as can be. "Howdy howdy howdy! How are you son?" I stayed behind the mirror, trying not to breath. The voice said "Father, I sense a witch in the city. No one else seems to sense it. Is it just me?" his voice was concerned. I slowly opened the door to the passage, and creeping in with Val, shut the door behind me. I ran as quietly as I could down the hall.

"Wait!" Lord Death called behind me. I turned, confused. Had the other person stormed away? "Ivy, I would like you to meet someone." I whimpered, but Val bounded back up the passage way. I walked up more hesitantly. I heard the voice ask, "Father, Ivy is a cat? If that is the correct name for that..." Valiant hissed, and I giggled quietly from the shadows of the doorway. I peeked my head to look at this person- only to make eye contact accidentally. We stared at each other.

He was short, though still slightly taller then me, with black hair with three white half-stripes running through his hair. His skin was as pale as mine, even though he must go in the sun, and his eyes were two layers of gold. He was wearing a symmetrical black suit with white accents.

I sprung out of my little hiding place and hid behind Lord Death, eyeing warily. He didn't seem bad, but I didn't have enough experience to judge. "Father...?" I asked, looking up at him. He ruffled my hair fondly. "Ivy, this is Death The Kid, my son. Kid, this is your sister." The boy looked shocked. "Father, why didn't you tell me this sooner? And how can she be my sister if she is a witch?" He looked like a lost puppy. Lord Death sighed fondly. "She isn't your blood. When I destroyed a witch coven I found her with this guy." He said, motioning to Valiant, who was staring at Kid coldly. "So I raised her." He finished simply. Kid just stared at me. I waved a little before burying my face in Father's cloak. Valiant went up to Kid and put his paw on his leg. Kid bent down and put his hand against Valiant's paw. A shudder went through them both, and I heard Val say quietly "If you hurt her I will rip you apart." Kid fell back, shocked. "It can talk?" he asked even more confused. Lord Death only nodded, then gently pushed me towards Kid. I sat down across from him. "Hi." Kid said weakly. "Hi." I replied, just as softly. Valiant put his paw on Kid's hand again. "Do you promise?" he asked. Kid nodded mutely. He looked so overwhelmed. Val purred against his hand, and Kid's panic faded away. "So, you're a witch, huh?" he asked, collected again. I nodded mutely.

"Well, you two seem to be getting along. Kid, you should visit her some times. She needs more contact with people, as you can see." Lord Death said cheerfully. Kid nodded, smiling at me.


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