NB. Just a quick word to say that, in this version of Discworld, Death is
Irish. It just sounds cooler.
Chapter 3 Jae spun around so quickly that she practically fell over on the spot. The room was dark, and from what she could see it was empty. Yet, a voice had come from somewhere, and it was starting to freak her out.
"Who's there? "Jae was really afraid now, she was certain that she was alone.
"Me" the voice came from somewhere behind her. Jae spun again, but not as fast as before. She was slightly dizzy. "Don't be mad, I didn't mean to creep up on you. It's just, how did you get here?" Jae could see the figure more clearly now. She didn't look very tall, about the same height as herself and she had long hair, quite tatted and worn. Jae didn't know what to say. She was about to say 'I come from a land where everything is topsy- turvy and the flowers are made of candy.' It sounded slightly odd, but, hey, it's just the truth. However, as the words reached her mouth she remembered the simple phrase that Death had whispered before she had entered this room. 'Deny everything'.
"I... I'm not sure. I've been unconscious for a while. I was outside a moment ago. Are-are you Sophie?" The girl stepped back, not quite sure of whether to be afraid or whether to be honoured that someone actually knew her name.
"Yes. And you are-?" Jae smiled. She didn't seem that odd.
"Jae. Gray. Jae Gray, at your service." She held out her hand, not quite knowing what to expect. She didn't have a real last name, just fairy Jae or Jae the fairy. She'd have to make one up. But Sophie still looked at her, with a look of wonderment on her face.
"Jae Gray?" Jae cursed under her breath. Very clever, make the name rhyme, it sounds so much more normal that way!
"Yes, it's a very high-class English name, my family was extremely rich. I suppose it doesn't make much sense, me being here." Sophie just stared. Stood and stared.
"Yes, I suppose." She looked around, as If to find any way of avoiding conversation. "I'm Sophie Ellis. You must be Cathy's replacement. They don't usually bring in newcomers to my room. So," She slumped onto the bed. "What's wrong with you?" Jae raised an eyebrow and sat down on the bed opposite her.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"You know, are you a bit funny in the head, do you hear things, see things... are you like me and believe things?" So this was what Death had meant when he said odd. But what did she believe in that was so wrong?
"No, I'm – I'm here to help you. Look after you, that sort of thing. A lot of people think you're crazy, and I want to help you through this. Do we have a deal?" Sophie didn't look up, just fiddled with her hands and muttered things to herself.
"Alright. But you have to believe me; I know I'm right, everyone else is wrong. They close me up here and pretend like I don't exist just because I'm not afraid to tell the truth." She glanced up at Jae and then proceeded to mutter. Jae thought she could hear the words "Just because I can see him..." Sophie stood up and walked to the door. Jae quickly followed her, not sure where they were going. As Sophie opened the door, she turned to Jae.
"Why is Death Irish?" Jae was stumped, what a good question.
Chapter 3 Jae spun around so quickly that she practically fell over on the spot. The room was dark, and from what she could see it was empty. Yet, a voice had come from somewhere, and it was starting to freak her out.
"Who's there? "Jae was really afraid now, she was certain that she was alone.
"Me" the voice came from somewhere behind her. Jae spun again, but not as fast as before. She was slightly dizzy. "Don't be mad, I didn't mean to creep up on you. It's just, how did you get here?" Jae could see the figure more clearly now. She didn't look very tall, about the same height as herself and she had long hair, quite tatted and worn. Jae didn't know what to say. She was about to say 'I come from a land where everything is topsy- turvy and the flowers are made of candy.' It sounded slightly odd, but, hey, it's just the truth. However, as the words reached her mouth she remembered the simple phrase that Death had whispered before she had entered this room. 'Deny everything'.
"I... I'm not sure. I've been unconscious for a while. I was outside a moment ago. Are-are you Sophie?" The girl stepped back, not quite sure of whether to be afraid or whether to be honoured that someone actually knew her name.
"Yes. And you are-?" Jae smiled. She didn't seem that odd.
"Jae. Gray. Jae Gray, at your service." She held out her hand, not quite knowing what to expect. She didn't have a real last name, just fairy Jae or Jae the fairy. She'd have to make one up. But Sophie still looked at her, with a look of wonderment on her face.
"Jae Gray?" Jae cursed under her breath. Very clever, make the name rhyme, it sounds so much more normal that way!
"Yes, it's a very high-class English name, my family was extremely rich. I suppose it doesn't make much sense, me being here." Sophie just stared. Stood and stared.
"Yes, I suppose." She looked around, as If to find any way of avoiding conversation. "I'm Sophie Ellis. You must be Cathy's replacement. They don't usually bring in newcomers to my room. So," She slumped onto the bed. "What's wrong with you?" Jae raised an eyebrow and sat down on the bed opposite her.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"You know, are you a bit funny in the head, do you hear things, see things... are you like me and believe things?" So this was what Death had meant when he said odd. But what did she believe in that was so wrong?
"No, I'm – I'm here to help you. Look after you, that sort of thing. A lot of people think you're crazy, and I want to help you through this. Do we have a deal?" Sophie didn't look up, just fiddled with her hands and muttered things to herself.
"Alright. But you have to believe me; I know I'm right, everyone else is wrong. They close me up here and pretend like I don't exist just because I'm not afraid to tell the truth." She glanced up at Jae and then proceeded to mutter. Jae thought she could hear the words "Just because I can see him..." Sophie stood up and walked to the door. Jae quickly followed her, not sure where they were going. As Sophie opened the door, she turned to Jae.
"Why is Death Irish?" Jae was stumped, what a good question.