Chapter 21 Hollow
Claire walked her dogs (Oh snap called Skye a dog!) across the bridge to East town, were their hotel was. She noticed wile they walked Skye's eyes seemed to be looking everywhere, wile his face staid strait.
"What thee heck are you doing?" She asked.
"Looking at the islands, it was called Sunny Island, but there are several islands." He replied. "Also, I love the countryside…it's like the valley…except more exotic, making it perfect for vacations."
"You mean get-away place right?" She said.
"And there's no cops." He smiled.
They walked up to the hotel, Claire opened the door, and said hello to the women at the counter, Claire had staid her before so she knew her well. Claire paid up front, and got the hotel room.
She, and Skye walked into the room, and dropped there luggage off, the got into their pajamas, and went into the queen sized bed together, it had gotten late.
Claire turned to look at Skye, his eyes instantly opened.
"Can't sleep either?" He asked.
"I'm to used to going to bed at midnight." She said.
Skye sat up.
"What should we do?" He asked.
Claire sat up as well.
"There's a Diner right across from us, as long as they got booze, we could go there?" She asked.
"Nah…we're already in bed…" he sighed.
"Alright…how about your story?" She asked.
"Okay." He said. "Where were we?" He asked.
"You had just went to Hell, and you met the other three phantoms, and the Grim reaper." She explained.
"Oh right so…."
S.P.O.V.S.T.
The man I now know as the Grim reaper looked at me with his cold dead black eyes.
"Do you know where you are?" He said the first impression I had on is voice, was he was hollow.
I was frozen with fear.
"Well of course he does I told him where we were going." Salem smirked, which did, and still does surprise me.
"Salem shut the hell up or I will kill you." The Grim reaper said, less hollow then before, but he seemed more aggravated.
Salem shut up.
"Uh- uh-umm-" I stuttered trying to remember what Salem had said, then I remembered.
"The Underworld…" I said in a small voice.
"Yes, so can you guess who I am?" He asked voice hollow as a drum.
"The reaper…" I said smaller.
Over the next few days I learned the way of the phantom from my mentor, Salem who was mentored by Serenity, who was mentored by Sinister, who was mentored by Creed himself. You may say he say he's rude, or…odd, but when I heard his story… I was devastated.
"We phantoms come from all round, Sinister he's from an island in the middle of nowhere, Serenity is from France, and me I'm from Japan!" Salem smiled.
"How do you become a phantom?" I asked.
"Well, whenever Creed thinks e needs more help, he finds the toughest people who're stronger, and cold because of bad fortune, he times it by when you snap, and kill some one." Salem said quieter.
"Who'd you kill?" I so much wish I hadn't asked that question.
"My parents…" He sighed "I had a little sister…my dad killed her…her name was Mio…my dad was an alcoholic…he killed her…my mom didn't care what happened to us…I killed them…I was 18...I'll stay imprisoned in that age forever now…" he didn't cry ever, he just sat there hollow…
Back to reality…
No way…
"I still can't believe, because of my own loving mother…that a mother wouldn't care at all about life or death for her own children…"
A/N: Yes the back stories get worse...and worse