uh... hi? *hides behind giant stuffed sour patch kid (dont judge)* Im sorry! i have a reason for the wait! things were crazy last week, it was spirit week for homecoming and homework was off the hook. ;.; im sowwy... but here you go! i cant seem to find any of my fanfic notebooks :I im getting the feeling that people are hiding them, because i just found this one in the bathroom :/ i dunno... whatever! oh and btw, if i dont update this week, that means im grounded :D yeah, parent teacher conferences are today and tomorrow, and my parents are just oh so excited to go, and when they talk to my science teacher and possibly my math teacher, they might be fed lies (like always) and POOF! ill be off the internet for awhile... eh, one can dream? Thanks for the reviews! i love reading them :D and im sorry i cant find your name, my gmail isnt letting me do stuff, but whoever said they like bvb bands and stuff like that I LOVE YOU! *hugs to death* all the other reviews were great and i love reading them :) glad you an enjoy this! read on!

Death was silent as the humanoid figure strode into the house with the brown and black dog. As it slid off it's outer clothing layers, the horseman saw it was female. He still didn't show his confusion. Humans were gone, this must be some race similar in from that he didn't know about, though that was rare.

The cat at the female's feet meowed, and was picked up by her much like one would an infant. The woman smiled and sat on the couch, just enjoying the silence. The horseman almost smirked. The woman didn't seem too observant, having walked right past the spot he'd been laying on previously. But as the dog walked happily back into the room, the horseman stiffened as it turned back to him.

Instantly it's tail was up and it's ears were pointed, an obvious sign of aggression in this situation. Death clearly knew what the canine was saying. There was an intruder on his territory, and he didn't like it. The humanoid woman sprang to her feet to face Death when the dog started snarling, the cat springing from her arms and onto her shoulder. Death rose slowly, observing the appearance of the female. Everything about her seemed human. She was slightly shorter than himself, and skinny as a stick with some muscle. Her black, tangled hair contrasted her white-as-a-sheet skin greatly. Scabbing scratches marred her face from something possibly earlier in the day, being red around the edges from the cold outside.

What astonished Death most was her eyes. They were almost comical, being very wide, with long lashes, and a blue that even Death himself could hardly look at without being lost in it's depths.

But Death ignored that. Obviously she wasn't beautiful, not in the slightest. Not even the angel women impressed Death. Not even any of the female Nephilim did back when the race was still alive. (Honestly none looked that appealing anyway) The only Death was concerned with, was where he was, and how to get to the tree of life, his original goal.

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I sprung forward with as much force as I could around the couch and towards the kitchen, dislodging Coda from my shoulder in the process. Though it was in vain, for the now awake guy must've expected me to do this, and lunged after me with an arm outstretched at such a speed it made me stumble. But Foalen was going to have none of that. With a snarling bark, the mutt jumped forward and viciously sunk his teeth into the guy's outstretched arm.

Not even a grunt escaped from his hidden mouth from the attack, and I wasn't about to stick around to hear one. I sprinted past the kitchen and down the hallway into my room. Snarls and loud barks, as well as numerous thumps and crashes emanated from the living room, and I suddenly felt worried for Foalen, but he could take care of his self.

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Death reached for the woman as she tried running past him into the other room, only for her dog to go into attack mode and begin mauling his arm. The woman disappeared and Death growled, flinging the canine away as if he was nothing but an annoying bug. But the dog was back on him, now ripping at his shoulder, before Death could go after the woman.

They proceeded to wrestle and beat the other down, trying to knock the other away and make them run off with their tails between their legs, so to speak. Of course, it was obvious who would win.

Death struck out with his legs, catching the dog in his jaw and dazing him long enough for the horseman to jump up, grab the dog's head, slam it on the floor to knock it out, and run down the hall before the dog had even collapsed and realized what happened.

As soon as he burst into the back room, he froze as there was a loud 'click' behind him, in the doorway. He turned to come face to face with the double barrel of a shotgun, slightly shaking in the female's hands. She looked scared to death. Death took a step towards her but she raised the gun closer to his head, and he stopped.

"Don't move!" She ordered, her voice cracking. Death could easily overpower her, even with his eyes closed and hands behind his back, but even a shot from a gun as weak as this would set him back a few seconds. Seconds he couldn't afford to lose.

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I was scared beyond reason. Never before had there been a dangerous stranger in my house. How did I not see this coming? I'm so stupid! Oh well, no dwelling on the past, that causes wrinkles doesn't it? I couldn't stop my hands from shaking as the gun was pointed at the guy's face. We stood there motionless before he huffed.

"Well?" I could imagine him raising an eyebrow.

"W-well what?" I squeaked. Granted, I bet I didn't seem intimidating at all, even if I was holding a gun.

The man held his arms out, "Well, aren't you going to shoot me?"

I blinked in confusion, "Huh? What are you ta-"

He cut me off, his voice still deathly calm, "Are you not prepared to shoot a foe that could kill you in the blink of an eye? That sort of defeats the purpose of wielding a gun, doesn't it?"

I managed enough bravery to glare at him, "S-shut up! I'll be asking the questions here!"

He seemed to take amusement in my false bravery, "By all means, ask away."

I thought of a question for a while. What COULD I ask? I didn't know what would make him angry or not, I wasn't the integrator type!

I stumbled over my words, "Um... Who are you?"

"You will call me Death," Ok, odd name, but still a name. So far so good, I'd gotten more info than I'd hoped to get.

"Ok... Death... Where are you from?" This time I was met with silence, not a sound. "Ok, nevermind... How'd you get here?"

He shrugged, "Took a wrong turn."

My eyebrows furrowed, "From where? You mean like... Dimensions, or from a city?"

"Worlds would be a better term."

"Ha, you expect me to believe that?!"

I guess I should've been more polite, for he seemed to be getting annoyed, "Enough of this, where am I? What world is this?"

I snorted, "This is Earth. What are you, an alien?"

His voice grew cold, "Do not lie to me woman." My finger trembled on the trigger.

"I-I'm not lying. I don't lie! What exactly would I gain from lying to you? This is Earth!"

"The third kingdom is extinct, my whole mission, the entire reason I somehow appeared here, was to bring the blasted humans back. And you mean to tell me they already somehow are?"

"I'm here aren't I? And hang on just a minute, I still have one more question!"

"Hurry up and ask it then, I'm losing my patience," He growled.

"Are you Despair's rider?" I was surprised at the steadiness of my voice.

Death's eyes narrowed dangerously, "How did you know my horse's name?"

"He told me. Well, at least I'm pretty sure he did. Something told me. Anyway I'm gonna take that as a yes so-"

"Enough! You talk too much," Death was glaring at me. Suddenly he took a step towards me and I freaked. I slipped backwards and stumbled, accidently pulling the trigger and shooting him in the chest.

He grunted faintly, taking a step back and glaring at me. I didn't waste time dropping the gun and sprinting as fast as I could outside and towards the stables. I heard the door slam behind me and knew he wasn't far behind. I jumped the fence and blew on Ruthad's whistle, getting a response almost immediately. My feet were already numb from having no shoes, but I was thankful that the horses had already run through the snow, giving me a path.

As Ruthad galloped towards me, I jumped and swung around him so I landed on his back. With a slight thrill from riding bareback, I directed Ruthad to the road towards the town and we were gone. I figured that if I got to town then I could somehow find help.

Ruthad had a little trouble running through the untouched snow on the road, but we were still going quickly. suddenly a pale blur raced past us and we skidded to a stop. Death rode upon Despair, the bullet wound gone.

I watched, frozen, as he raised his hands and I heard a distant rumbling. Suddenly something burst from the trees and flew into Death's hands. They were his scythes.

Afraid for both my life and Ruthad's now, I quickly steered him towards the forest, only to be blocked again by Despair. I let Ruthad do his own thing and he ran quickly down the snowy road, Despair and Death close behind. As we ran, a sudden sharp pain his the back of my head and I flew off my mount, sinking into the snow with just my head staying above it. (just my luck, right?)

Ignoring the pain, I stumbled to my feet but froze as Despair reared in front of me, and Death lifted his scythes to strike. The scene took me back to my most recent nightmare, and I screamed before everything went black.

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