"Lacy, you know I love you, right?" he bent down and patted her head and she laughed, "Of course brother! I love you too!" The locket continued the sad music box tune. He looked down, "Then you would understand that what I'm about to do is right…." She tilted her head, blonde curls following it, "Damien?" His eyes filled with tears, "I'm sorry Lace…" He pulled out a knife and all that could be heard was screaming, crying, and a locket still playing a sad tune.
Lacy sat up in bed and screamed; she was shaking really bad and was sobbing at the nightmare. She rocked back and forth trying to calm herself down, but couldn't help but mutter "Damien, why, why, why would you curse me like this?" She was still shaking when someone knocked on her door. She gulped down her hiccups and dried her face with her sleeve, then answered the door; it was Mordecai.
"Dude, are you ok? We could hear you talking in your sleep, then you liked screamed." "We?" Lacy said then saw a not to happy Rigby standing beside Mordecai. She felt embarrassed for waking them up. "I-I'm so sorry guys. It was just a nightmare…" Mordecai looked kind of curious, "Want to talk about it?" Lacy considered it for a moment, then shook her head no, not wanting them to have a clue about her past. "Thanks Mordecai, but I'll be fine," she smiled, "I promise."
"Good, now let's go back to sleep," Rigby whined already walking away. Mordecai hesitated, then went with him, "'Night Lacy." Lacy closed the door and sunk to floor, not really wanting to go back to sleep. Instead she pulled out an old locket from under her baggy jacket and opened it. It took a moment but the sad tune it played flowed out and she closed her eyes. Remembering the nightmare she had more hot tears ran down her face. Laying in the fetal position on the floor she took in a few breaths and sung out, "It will all be over and here we are we're stuck inside this salted earth together. You'll pierce my lungs my limbs go numb as my colors fade out. You watch me bleed. "You watch me bleed." The song did little to comfort her, but it helped her stop cry and she sat up with a sigh. She heard a dry laugh from the other side of the room and she sighed once more,
"Hello Death." Death stepped out of the shadows and asked, "How's my little living dead girl doing" Lacy hated the pet name, she hated that stupid accent, and most of all she hated him. But she kept her voice calm and said, "Don't call me that. And you know perfectly well how I am. Now what do you want?" Death chuckled once more, "Well somebody's a little edgy today. But I just wanted to remind you of that little contract we have…"
"WE have no contract. You and my brother do, I'm just in the middle of it. And as far as I can tell, you kept your side of the deal, he kept his. So you have no business with me." Death smiled evilly, "So you think. Your brother gave you a gift. But all gifts aren't free, so I need a little something out of you." Lacy snorted, "Gift? More like a curse! I only put up with it because it's what he wanted!" She stood up and walked over to him, "Now, his debt has been paid. I'm not required to give you anything. So get out. Now." Death glared, "All right girly, you win for now, but I will be back." He vanished in a black smoke, and Lacy felt a heavy weight lifted off her shoulders with him gone, but it was soon replaced. Lacy knew he'd come back, there no way to avoid it, eventually she would have to give him something back.
She looked down at locket, where a black and white photo of her brother was placed inside, "Thanks Damien…for your great 'gift'"
The sun practically blinded Skips as he skipped across to fix the cart that Rigby and Mordecai had once again destroyed. He was half way there when a voice sounded from behind him,
"Skips can we talk?" It wasn't hard to place the soft voice, Lacy…Even though he didn't like the aura this girl gave off, he said, "Sure, what is it?" He turn around to face her and was shocked to see her still wearing the heavy black jacket, with worse bags under her eyes than yesterday, she looked close to a dying person. "You're immortal, right?" Again he was shocked, he never told her that. The yeti was officially creeped out by this girl,
"Um yeah…Why?" She turned her head a moment then looked back at him, "Could your immortality be taken away if you didn't hold up the end of a deal?" Now Skips was confused, why would she need to know? Then it finally hit him, and the memories came back to him, "Damien Todd…" He said in a low voice. Her eyes widen then she looked around nervously, "Don't say that here, please. He might be listening…" It wasn't really hard to figure out which he she was talking about. He sighed, he understood now. "Come on," He commanded skipping back to the garage with Lacy in tow.
Once inside Skips turned to her, "So what was the deal he made?" Lacy sighed and looked down, "His soul for my immortality…" Skips sighed again; the fool had no idea what he did to the poor girl. "Lacy," he started, "he held up his end of the deal, right?" She nodded, and he continued, "And what was the condition?" She pulled out an old rust locket from out of her jacket. It looked like the kind that played music. Skips thought for a moment, "Death still needs something out of you for it to be final, what is it?" Lacy frowned, "I refuse to do anything for him. He paid me a little visit last night and got mad. I can't hold off forever."
"If you don't pay soon Lacy, he'll take it away." She shrugged, "I don't care anymore…I have nothing left you know…" Skips understood being immortal was a lonely path; she was too young to be put through all those years with nobody. She stood up and started walking out, "Thanks Skips," She called out and he grunted in reply. He remembered how she used to, all those years ago, but that side of her died along with Damien.
High Five Ghost had finally finished with his work and was looking around for Lacy. He felt like she understood him, the reason why, he didn't know. But the girl was easy going and nice, she was the nice change that he needed. He floated through the air and passed an arguing Rigby and Mordecai,
"You idiot! Why would you say something like that?" Mordecai yelled at Rigby. Rigby retorted, "It's not my fault she can't take a joke! That's all it was!" High Five stopped, "What did you do Rigby?" Rigby threw his arms up, "Nothing!" Mordecai punched him, "He told Lacy if she killed herself then her and her brother could be twins," Fives glared at Rigby,
"Dude, what's wrong with you?" Rigby stuck his tongue out, "All I meant was that they already looked a lot alike. Geez what is with every one today?" Fives was already floating away, looking for Lacy. He found her in her room, face down on the bed, shaking violently. He spoke as softly as his quivering voice would let him, "Lacy, are you ok…?" Lacy sat up fast and looked at him. Fives immediately notice how pale she was, almost as pale as him. She hiccupped and said, "I-I'm fine Fives…" She was lying and HFG could tell, he went beside her held her hand.
Lacy stared at their conjoined hands for a second then said, "My brother use to call me Lace, as a pet name. He was a good brother, our parents didn't want us, and he raised me all by himself. He never meant for things to turn out this way…" HFG looked thoughtful, then carefully asked, "So did he kill himself?" Lacy looked spaced out for a moment, as if remembering something, and then nodded, "He felt like it was the only way…" Fives didn't press into it anymore, "Is it ok if I call you Lace?" Lacy smiled softly, "Mhm…I miss hearing it."
Fives noticed for the first time she had icy blue eyes, like a wolf's. They were beautiful, 'just like her' he thought. There was a knock on the door and Fives unwillingly let go of her hand so she could answer the door. When she slowly opened it, there stood Rigby, "Hey Lacy, I just wanted to let you know that I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you." Lacy smiled sweetly, "Its ok Rigby, I know you meant no harm." Rigby smiled back, "Cool, so you want to play some video games with me and Mordecai?" Lacy tilted her head, then said, "Sure why not?" She turned to HFG,
"Coming Fives?" He smiled at her, "Yeah, of course." He would go anywhere with her…