I admit that having my brothers there with me was the best thing just because I would turn into a four year old child again and have the two of them spoil me for an entire day just like those times when we were once a happy family. There was not much we could do in there, not like we did when we were younger, but we would always have fun by the river, or just running, playing hide and seek, literally like kids, and then just cuddle together until we fall asleep together.

We went walking one day, just to explore the place a bit and to talk a little. Back in the secret place the humans were, they were now organizing themselves to prepare to be fierce and strong warriors so they wouldn't be taken by surprise with any attack, coming from anyone. It was nice to see my brothers saying that with so much passion, something they were liking to do. Having the Makers to help would be a great adding to them and so, when the true Apocalypse really comes, humanity might be prepared enough for it.

As going back to Earth was out of permission now, no one would like to be killed, of course they had, however, being going back to our once called home to get supplies, essentials that they could use to replicate the life we once had where they were living now, always in small groups to keep from drawing attention and always with two or three Makers to help if needed. They wouldn't wander too far from Haven and, if needed, Vulgrim would always be there to help with his serpent holes, for a price, obviously.

I just couldn't think of Makers or any human slaying anyone or anything in order to collect souls to pay him. Or maybe he lowered his price. We'll never know, but If that would be used, just one human, the one to be more experienced and skilled in fighting in that moment, and a Maker would go. Better safe than sorry.

With exploring and the gathering of supplies, of course other things that no one really needed started to appear, but that actually was nice for me. My brothers never liked that much, but they decided to spoil me a bit one day by bringing me some sweets, some drinks and a pack of cigarettes. "is that contraband?" I laughed.

"Its not contraband if there's no law to forbid it" they shrugged "and, it is not like it would be used where it was staying before. We just happened to find those when we were searching for some supplies" Jason said. "And we just thought we could spoil our little sister a bit the next time we came"

"And this?" I picked the pack of cigarettes "I've literally spent a century after all of this happened without this. Wanna bring me back to it and feed my addiction?" I giggled.

"We can take it back if you want if you came so far without it" Alex took it from my hand and put in his pocket. I just rolled my eyes.

"Ha-ha, funny. Fine. Give me one" We all shared this flaw of addiction. Once you start you just want to keep it going. "Remember when we would do this after a long and tired day?" I asked and they just nodded "If only I knew this all would happen, I would've valued more those times we had..."

"But you did that. We three did" Alex smiled at me "We were together every single day. Just not when we were undercover somewhere, but we never stayed too long away"

"I even used to say I was sick of seeing your faces" Jason mocked, laughing right next "But then there I was with both of you, cuddling together with hot chocolate and afternoon films"

I sighed, inhaling the cigarette smoke and exhaling right next "I will miss that. But. Going to another topic... I have been dreaming about mom lately... Haven't you seen her there by any means? Has she... come back?"

They sighed as well "The Makers told us that only the ones who died in the Apocalypse or shortly before were brought back" I could see sadness in Alex's eyes "If she is not there, maybe she was already gone before all of this" he shook his head "But you had a vision about her?"

"No. It was a normal dream..." I played with the grass below me "one of the days before she left us..."

"Dont think about that, sis" Jason said and then laughed "Here, have a sweet. It always made you feel better" and I couldn't help but to laugh.

"You're unbelievable" and accepted the bag with sweets he handed me.

After that, we walked for so long while talking that it was almost getting dark when we realised it was better for us to go back. They would take turns taking me in their backs, just like they did when we were kids and would go back home after the whole day in the playground. That gave us good laughs for the rest of the night as we recollected memories until we were tired enough to finally sleep.

Oddly enough, I dreamt about my mother again. An agitated one, that was literally giving me chills until I realised it was a vision rather than a simple dream, what confused me. If she didn't resurrect like the others, how could she be in my vision if the future? I didnt have enough time to think about it once the vision got blurry and switched to other visions I was constantly having. That seducing and charming voice trying to tell me something, the angelical woman with that same mad smile and on top of it I could hear my mother's voice singing lullabies for me.

It didnt make any sense at all. Those two visions, despite calm, were completely frightening to me, specially the one with the voice. Even being a smooth and charming voice it was completely intimidating and terrifying. It would make me shiver every time. The angelical-demon woman would never say a word, but her presence, though, was frightening as well. Those visions would make me wake up sweating and shaking, but having my brothers there to calm me down was enough to make me forget about that for a while and have a nice sleep without visions.

That is why it hurt me so much when they had to go. Death would buy us good five or six days, but whenever he came back we already knew that was to take them and my heart ached a little every time they said goodbye with that good and tight hug that only big brothers have. When they disappeared through the portal, I would sigh and just sit there, closing my eyes and trying not to be sad about it.

That day, though, Death, seeing I was a little blue after my brothers left, said that he decided to help me with keeping my mind busy, and, yay, that would mean training, saying that I had to occupy my mind with something as most of the time I would be alone there. It was awesome, obviously, as being trained by him would be totally amazing, if only I knew he would ruin everything.

He was a very practical person, but he said first that knowledge doesnt come only from physical combat, and so we would spend most of the time in theoretical studies and only when it was enough it would go to practical studies. "Aah, Death. I's this tally necessary?"

"Do you want to train or not?"

"I do, but..."

"training never starts directly with combat" he put one book in front of me "You will not be ready for it until you understand that"

I folded my arms, that immense pout on my mouth as he opened the book where he wanted me to read "Fine"

"Is just something to help you. If you don't want it, I have other matters to attend to"

"I said fine" and turned the book for me to read "Everything from here?"

He just nodded, and I sighed. Mandatory reading was never my favourite thing to do. I would do that for fun only and only with those I wanted to read. But later on I would learn that no matter how angry you get, the pout you show or puppy eyes, Death knew well how to deal with that, once I was not the first person he was trying to teach. Apparently, his brothers weren't the best students he one had.

I, on the other hand, was trying to be a good student, even though I had to read a pile of books and hear him explaining everything I read and showing some of them. It wasn't boring, I liked how he was good on doing that. And that was our routine for a couple of days, that were just enough for me to read almost everything he asked me to. There was just one book with about a hundred pages left, so he said I could finish reading it outside so we could start the practice right away and, excited, there I went, with the book under my arm, sitting by the river to finish it.

While reading, I noticed he was staring at me, maybe just making sure I wouldn't just stop reading and tell him otherwise later, I did that in the first day and that's exactly what I would've done and I laughed with that thought, but I wouldn't do that for being stubborn. My focus was somewhere else that day, in my visions, to be more specific and he noticed that.

"What troubles you, little one?"

I giggled. I liked the way he calls me little one. Closing the book I just ran my hand through my face, inhaling deeply. "I... keep thinking about my visions... They're repeating a lot lately..."

"What did you see?"

"Not much, but enough to make me feel afraid..." I sighed "The first one I actually can't see a thing. Everything is dark and cold, and I can only hear a voice. It is soft and sweet when starts, gentle and even calming, but the more I hear it, I don't know, it completely terrifies me" my entire body shivered "It is related to me, I feel that, but theres nothing more I know about it"

He was thinking about what I said, maybe trying to find an answer to that "do you remember what the voice said?"

"It said that the time for us to meet is soon... It seemed that it was speaking directly to me, as if it wasn't a vision, but rather a connection. I... think that is why it scared me so much...

He thought about that for some time, whatever he had in mind, he didn't say it out loud "You said first one. You had others?"

"Well... the other one was just a sight of someone, a woman. She didn't appear to be a demon, didn't look like one at all, she even had this beautiful black feathered wings that went all the way down to her feet and there was even a bit more that was right behind her when she walked. But I could feel she was a demon, she had that evil aura around her, blood red eyes and a creepy smile, but Her face was so... beautiful. I didn't know a demon could look so beautiful like her." The pain in my chest came back in that moment to bother me, but I didn't care.

"They can..." I heard concern on his voice. "Any other?"

"I saw my mom." I looked down "but my brothers said they didn't see her anywhere in the refuge, so I dont think she was resurrected... Maybe she died long ago and it was just a dream" inhaling deeply, I opened the book again and resumed my reading "Twenty pages to finish" I smiled, changing the subject "Then, training!"

He chuckled with my excitement "Alright, so finish it"