He looked 18 or 19 with bright yellow and messy, shoulder length hair. The entire left side of his face was marred by a very large scar.

"Oh my god!" she gasped, "What happened to your face?"

"What? This?" He touched his face gingerly with his fingers. "It's a long story, I got caught in an explosion and blew me sky high. Damn Task Force, they did this to me." He strode over to her and offered his hand to her. When Melissa reached out to shake it he grabbed her and forced her into a headlock, then he pulled a gun out of his pocket and pointed it at her head.
"We can either do this the hard way or the easy way. You can explain everything like what am I doing here, and answer all of my questions. Ill pay you back by not blowing your head off, got it?" She nodded furiously and he let her go, keeping the gun trained on her head. "First question: I know I died in a fire, I felt it. Who are you for real and how the hell did you bring me back?" Melissa swallowed with great difficulty before speaking.

"I'm not anyone special but for some reason I have a power to resurrect dead things, not just people. If I may ask more than one question, what should I call you and is there any way to bribe you into not shooting me in the head?" The boy stared at the gun in his hand, thinking hard.

"You can call me Mello and you can bribe me by bringing back who I tell you to." She stood up and expected Mello to keep the gun pointed at her head but instead he hurried off into the graveyard, frantically scanning the names for something familiar. 10 minutes later he called Melissa to a gravestone with a large M adorning it, much like Mello's but in a different style.

She read the name before kneeling next to it. She pressed her palm to it and repeated what she did to bring back Mello, once again she heard a grunt and someone behind her stumble and immediately fall down into the snow. She whipped around and saw that Mello had already beaten her to helping the person up, another figure in a vest with a fur lined hood resembling Mello's. The figure immediately pulled down his hood to reveal a head full of dark red hair and a huge pair of goggles protecting two dark green eyes.

"Matt! You're back!" Mello said, happiness in his voice. The two hugged and Matt turned to Melissa.

"Am I dreaming or something? Did I die and get turned into a ghost? That would be SO cool! We could join forces and fight against Pacman and his gang!" Matt jumped up in the air and fist bumped both of them.

"Dude, you have got to lay off the video games," Mello said, still smiling. "I cant believe you're back, I thought you'd get killed the first 5 minutes and you obviously did. How did you?"

"I'm pretty sure I got shot, waaay more than once. Wait, Mels, you died?" It was almost scary how Matt had accepted the fact that he had died and come back to life without freaking out or asking any questions.

"Don't call me that, and yeah, I think I got killed in a fire." Melissa was burning with questions herself but the time would come when everything would be answered, she assured herself. She would just have to wait until then.

"Matt, Melissa, you guys stay here, there's something I wanna check out," Mello said quickly before disappearing into the graveyard. Melissa turned to the other boy, who was playing on a GameBoy he had probably stashed in his pocket. He looked to be about Mello's age, but while Mello was thin and lanky, Matt was tall and muscular.

"Hey Matt? Can I ask you a question?"

"Shoot." he murmured without looking up from the GameBoy.

"The game to this graveyard has a giant W on it, any idea what it stands for?"

"It stands for Wammy, probably short for Wammy's House," he said.

"The orphanage and school Wammy's House? The one on the other side of town?" She asked. Before he had time to answer Mello burst out of the darkness, white as a sheet and shaking slightly.

"What the hell did you see Mels? Did a little ghostie come up behind you and scare you out of your little mind?" Matt said, trying hard not to laugh. Mello just trudged past him and grabbed Melissa by the shoulders.

"We are coming back here tomorrow and you're coming. Meet us here at 12 AM tomorrow night." He grabbed Matt and the duo ran off into the darkness.