Hey sup... humans? (should i make a name for all you people? i dunno, i could call you pansies or something :3 thats a name for my school project thing and i think it seems pretty manly XD) Anyway, guess what? (you) whaaat =u= *cough* ANOTHER CHAPTER! :D and no, this doesnt mean im not grounded. i am :/ But i pleaded with my dad to let me upload this. Hey, it's not my fault im too apathetic to do homework and that the teachers love to lie to student's parents... Anyway SHORT CHAPTER ALERT! thanks so much everyone for the reviews! ill take the time now to answer shtuff so, bear with meh :3 MMiladinova: Well here you go :P chapter~ aaand *hugs to death* i love nightwish ;~; TheYoungVolcano: Thanks! glad you lurv it :D twonormalgirlsandaiportal: mmm yes... he is quite scary... but awefully hot OuO Strange Demise: Thanks ^.^ love your name btw Yeah! Dandy99: hehe, sorry, ill update soon i swear, once im not grounded anymore... hehe Dandy... Dandyman... that's my new name for you :D Mythicalenchant: Thanks so much! glad i could get Death's personality down, im constantly worrying that im making him too ooc. :) READ MINIONS READ! (hmm... minions?)

When I awoke, I was completely disoriented. I didn't know where I was, which way was up, why it was so cold, or what was licking my face. Wait... What?

My eyes flew open to see that I was in my living room, almost completely bathed in darkness. I was lying on my couch, one arm hanging off, and Foalen was sprawled out on top of me. Once he saw I was awake, his tail started wagging and he resumed slobbering all over my face.

"Foalen... Get off," I grumbled, my breath billowing into a cloud in front of my nose. The mutt whined and slid off me, sitting by the table as I sat up. The house was freezing, and as soon as Foalen's shared heat left me, I started shivering. The fire was out, must've gone out during the time I was passed out.

Slowly getting up and trying to ignore the throbbing in my head, I stumbled to the fireplace and sat on my knees. The blanket from the guy was still there, and as I set more wood into the fireplace, I draped it over my shoulders. It smelled like dirt and cold.(1) As the fire suddenly came to life, I shuddered and sighed. The house was quiet, so the guy must've left after putting me back here. Well, wasn't that nice.

I stood and walked over to the window. It was a full moon tonight, and the light glistened and reflected off the snow, giving everything an eery glow to it. I could see the large shadowed barn in the distance, and I strained my eyes to see if Ruthad was anywhere to be seen. Weariness rose in my chest as I imagined him still standing out in the forest from where I left him until I saw his large figure striding around in the fenced in pasture, just enjoying the night. Thank God.

I walked back to the fireplace as the fire grew and sat down sighing. Foalen silently walked over and sat beside me, resting his head on my shoulder and huffed. I pat his head gently, slightly looking over the swollen area behind his ear. The swelling wasn't too bad, and there was some dried blood around it. Nothing too bad. I kissed him lightly. He was just a good little bodyguard. I heard the soft footfalls of Coada as he walked next to me on my other side. I smiled as he meowed quietly, crawling into my lap and curling up.

"You're so spoiled, you know that?" I chuckled, receiving a grumbling meow in response. I just rolled my eyes and stroked his fur. We sat there in silence while gazing into the fire until a sound snapped us from our comforting trance. Footsteps came from down the hall, and I was to frozen with fear to turn around and see who's they were. As they grew louder I could hear my heartbeat in my ears and feel my breath quicken.

They stopped right behind us, and a faint green glow was emitting from whatever it was, lightening up the dark room along with the , much to the animal's protest, I was picked up by the front of my shirt and came face to face with an angry looking Death. Though, I was just assuming. All I could see where his eyes, and even then they didn't show much. Did he ever take off this skull-mask thing? I could only imagine what his face looked like. Judging by his deep voice, I assumed it was pretty hot. God dammit, my life could be at risk right now, I shouldn't be fangirling over a stranger! (A/N: hehehe... Shit happens, get over it)

Both Coda and Foalen growled lightly, but Foalen knew not to quarrel with Death again unless he literally tried to kill me, and Coda was just too lazy for that.

"As touching as this scene is, I'm growing impatient, which, mind you, is rare. I need answers, and I will get them," He snarled.

A flare of anger and defiance made itself known as I glared hatefully at him, "You come into MY home after I saved both you AND your horse from freezing to death, you hurt my dog, scare me shitless, knock me out then sneak up on me, and you expect me to tell you anything?! Yeah right, good fucking chance!" My voice rose with every word until I was shouting. I guess that was the wrong thing to do. Normally I was ready to stare death in the face, but I never meant to take it literally.

Death's eyes blazed a brighter orange and his grip tightened around my shirt, "You are a fool. Raising your voice in the position you're in?" He grabbed one of his scythes from his waist and held it up to my neck. "Now, I will not tell you again, I need answers. I'm wasting time and I have a very tight schedule." The scythe got closer to my neck and Foalen growled louder.

"W-wait!" I pleaded, trying to lean away from the sharp edge. "Sorry I yelled, I tell you... Whatever it is you want to know!" Ok, sorry, but I was done pretending to be brave. I'm a wuss, get over it. I was dropped back onto the floor with an undignified 'OMFF!' and landed on my backside, looking up at Death as he crossed his arms. Grumbling, I sat on the couch. "Alright, what do you want to know?"

"Where am I? And do not bother lying to me"

"I wasn't lying the first time. You're on Earth, just outside the small town of Anchorsville."

"Impossible, the Third Kingdom is gone, every world knows it."

I shrugged, "Maybe where you're from, it is, but not here."

His eyes narrowed, "What're you saying?"

"I'm saying, that maybe you somehow jumped into a different 'dimension'. Sure, to you there are multiple worlds, but getting sucked into an alternate dimension is a familiar fiction subject here. It's always in movies and I used to see it all the time when I was younger and read fanfictions online. I believe it's possible, it's the only explanation as to why you're here." He was silent, his gaze lowered to the floor as he thought. I fought the urge to say 'You just got served.' and instead left him to whatever he was contemplating. Quietly walking into the kitchen, the blanket still around my shoulders, I put some water onto the stove and looked into the fridge, still keeping one eye on him. I was a little low on food, I'd have to go hunting later tomorrow.

As I was getting the tea from it's cabinet, I heard death walk into the kitchen and spun around to face him, worried that he might attack me or something. But he just stood here, apparently still thinking as he watched me.

"Uh... Do you drink tea?" I asked, coughing. I was feeling slightly comfortable as long as he wasn't threatening me, but I was still ready for a surprise. He was a stranger after all.

"I do not need human sustenance..."

I sniffed, "Suit yourself. If you do ever get hungry you're gonna need something. Up here you need to stay bulky to stay warm."

"Then you're doing an excellent job of that," He scoffed, his words coated in sarcasm.

I sent him a small glare, "I'm big enough." With a huff, I took the medical kit from a different cabinet, "Um.. You're still bleeding, so I'm gonna have to stitch it up."

"I do not bleed," He growled 'matter-of-factly', with a hint of defensiveness.

I deadpanned, "You think I'm playing pretend dress up princess? Why would I just randomly say out of the blue that you're bleeding if you're not?" I motioned to his arm. I was surprised to see the injuries had healed themselves from when Foalen went berserk, except one fairly bad gash on his lower arm. Death seemed astonished to find the red, almost black-ish blue(2) liquid coming from the wound, which made me wonder. What was this guy?

you liiike it? :3 plots being formed... hehehehehehe :P Also, i'd like to point out on how fast y'all review... I LOVE IT! *hugs all of you*

(1): Cold does have a smell. It's a unique smell, and personally i like it. It clears out the nostrils. :P

(2): I dunno what blood to make Death's... :/ he doesnt have any so i just have to make something up. sound good?

Anyway, i gotta go. mother figure is getting pissy :3 wish me luck in enduring this grounding week XD