"Sing To Me"

So Sam never told anyone of her exceptional voice, she figured nobody needed to know. Sam could sing beautifully but not in the amatuer range of hip hops voices, if you asked her almost all those girls had a similar and un-original voice. But of course no one had ever heard Sam's sweet voice, except for a few maids who'd passed by her room when she'd been absent mindedly singing an Afi song. Her pitch always matched with Davey's voice but her tone was a little more girly.

Sam's friends never knew of their gothic friend's muse. And as far as Sam was concerned they never would that was until one day she was caught.

Danny was extremely exhausted after a long fight with a ghost. He was struggling just to walk home but he was too drained to even thinkor try to fly. Pain wracked his body as he continued his strife to get home, suddenly a sweet sound reached him almost like an echo from a heavenly creature. A seraphin echo that lifted up in it's own meloncholy tone. Danny was immediately drawn to it like a moth to flame. It was a stupid idea to go looking for the owner of such a voice but the familarity of it only drove him closer.

That's when he saw a familar figure come into view. Could this be the owner of the sweet voice. The closer he drew the more the person became someone he knew. But then he thought that this couldnt have been the owner. But the closer he got the louder the sound became, this was surely the owner. But the owner was Sam? How could that be?

Danny tread on silent feet, but they werent silent enough to keep the song going. Sam stopped, she thought she'd heard footsteps resounding on the frozen ground. Fear struck her, who had heard her no one was suppose to know. She hoped it was a stranger who was just passing by.

She had to look, the temptation was too strong. And she turned to see Danny standing in motionless awe.

"Umm hi Danny," Sam began hoping he hadnt heard anything and that maybe her senses werent as dull as she pressumed.

"Wow, Sam that was amazing."

"Uh I dont know what you're talking about." But he raised an eyebrow at her, dashing her hopes of her secret remaining concealed. She sighed looked down for a second then back up. "How much did you hear?"

"Not much, but I did like it. So why are you so ashamed?"

"I dont know I just was never really into gloating or anything. Singing cant be that much of a talent."

"But your really good and not only that, your voice is unique, it doesnt sound like anything the hip hop artist can do. It's much better."

Sam blushed at the compliment, she couldnt help but feel special. "Please dont tell anyone Danny." She said.

"Ok, ok I wont."

"Promise?"

"I promise, but will you sometimes sing for me?" He asked.

"Oh, so you're black mailing me now?" She asked raising an eyebrow and placing her hand on her hips.

"No, and I really dont want to make you do anything you dont want to, but you know since I know that you can, maybe you could, every so often." He stuttered trying to make sense to the goth.

She sighed, and looked at him, he really was trying. "Well I guess I couldnt see any harm in it, but only if I want to, and you cant tell anyone. Deal?"

"Deal." Danny smiled. He left after that and suddenly he didnt even seem to notice the pain he once felt. Almost like Sam had taken that away with her lovely singing. Her voice floated up to him as he flew away.

"I hear the morning choir, Sing to me, their elegy. So beautiful." She sang.

Another inspiration from AFI, the last few words were from the song A Story At Three.