Seeing your past all over again...Was just...Depressing. Very depressing. You didn't say anything all you did was sit on the foot of your bed as you looked at the wooden floor underneath your feet.

Tears started to well up into your eyes. You haven't cried in so long it felt strange.

Kiku takes a step closer to you as you look up at him, he bows to you.

Once he looks at you he gives a small smile.

"It was nice to meet you Miss. (Y/n), but seems my job here is done now. Goodbye." Right after he said that he started to fade away. You were once alone in your room, the sound of your clock ticking away as seconds became minutes.

Your clock struck 1 o'clock again.

"Strange..." You said. You could have swore that it would have been morning by now. It felt like hours to you went had only been a few seconds. While you were trying to figure that out you hear a noise coming from the other side of your door along with the sound of laughter as a strangle orange light appeared through the cracks of the door.

As you hesitantly made your way over to the door with swings open. You blinked a few times as you stepped into the room. You stepped into a large room that was suppose to be the hallway.

The walls and the ceiling were hung with living green and from every part gleaming berries shimmered and gleamed. There was holly, mistletoe, and ivory all hung up as they reflected the bright golden light of the room. The room was filled with mirrors as the fire in rose higher into the chimney.

"(Y/n)! Glad you could make it!" Boomed a loud voice. You turned you head and looked up at a rather large person. He had to be around 60 feet tall you thought. He was wearing a green robe and had a torch in his right hand that gleamed a variety of colors at the tip.

"Come! Come! The party is just about to start!" He let out another loud laugh as the rang throughout the room.

As you walked loser you began to feel nervous.

"Um..I'm guessing that you must be the Ghost of Christmas Present, am I correct?" He looked down at you again before going into a fit a laughter. You were staring at him waiting for him to calm down so he can tell you.

Once he did, he wiped away a stray tear.

"Yep that's me but if you want you can just call me Alfred! I know right, totally awesome and heroic name right?" Heroic? ,"And you my dear are (F/n) (L/n), am I correct?" He said with a large grin. You nodded. He smiled and grabbed the tie to his robe and lowered it to you.

"Here grab my robe." You quickly grab on and see as all of the holly, mistletoe, ivory, mirrors and so on vanished. As the room vanished you saw a blue sky with a few small clouds floating by.

Looking down you see that you are high in the air. You started to grab tighter onto the robe and hung on for dear life. You looked all around and saw the building and roofs that surrounded your estate. In the distance you could see the bustling city. There was a blanket of snow covering the ground probably from overnight.

People were already out on the streets enjoying themselves by laughing or singing carols. You could hear the bells ring from the near by church as people began to pile inside.

The spirit began to laugh at your reaction as he began to change the scene to modern day suburbs. You saw the local bakery as people formed a long line around the block. People walked in and out with bread and pastries. You glanced into the window and saw what you believed to be a large goose hanging as passerby's checked it out and walked inside.

"Um spirit,is there a peculiar flavor in what you sprinkle from your torch?" you ask. The spirit chuckled.

"There is. My own." You nodded an understanding.

"Would it apply to any kind of dinner on this day?" OK you were really starting to sound as if you were from the 1800's or something.

"To any kindly given. To a poor one most." He responded.

"Why to a poor one most?"

"Because it needs it most."

"Spirit, I was wondering that if you, of all beings in the many worlds about us, should desire to cramp these people's opportunities of innocent enjoyment!"

"I!" He cried.

"These people have no means to cook their food, and yet you seek to close the only places in which they can warm their meager meals in on the seventh day?"

"I seek!" He exclaimed while giving you a funny look.

"Forgive me if I am wrong. But I has been done in your name, or at least done by that of your family."

"There are some upon this earth of yours who lay claim to know us, and who do their deeds of passion, pride, ill-will, hatred, envy, bigotry, and selfishness in our name. Who are as strange to us as out kith and kin, as if they had lived. Remember that, and charge their doings on themselves, not us."

You nodded an understanding to the spirit as he began to change the scene and you began to rock back and forth.

Once you left the bakery you both found yourselves in front of a small shabby house that you believed belonged to the Zwingli family.

"Um, spirit?" You said with a questioning look ,"I suppose that this house has some sort of meaning?"

"It's all that the family of your childhood friend could afford, especially with their only son being so sick." He said.

As you and the spirit looked down at the scene you saw an older woman pacing around the living room as her two older daughters and husband watched her do so.

"Wait, that's Mrs. Zwingli!" You said.

"Where is she? She has never returned home this late before, especially when it's with her brother." Mrs. Zwingli said as she continued to pace her husband spoke up.

"Come on dear they said that they were running a bit late. All they are doing is going out for a walk is all." He stated simply. The woman just shook her head as she sat down into the couch.

"I know but with Vash being so ill lately I am starting to worry much more now." The door swings open and two figures step inside smiling.

"There you two are." Their mother said in relief. Lili smiled at me mother as she wiped the snow off of her and Vash's coats. Once she hung them up they made their way to the room where their family was in as Vash carefully made his way over on his crutch.

Once Vash was seated Lili gave the biggest grin that you have ever seen in a long time.

"Mother you'll never guess what we saw today!" She said excitedly as her mother smiled at her.

"And what might that be dear?"

"Well while Vash and I were walking along the bakery we smelled something amazing and when we went to go and check it out it turned out to be our cooked goose!"

"What it is!?" She exclaimed, as she got up to get money from her purse and handed it to her husband. Once he left to get the goose the eldest of the two girls dragged Vash into another room much to his displeasure.

"So how did he due on your walk today?" Her mother asked with sadness hinted in her voice. Lili nodded as she, her sister, and her mother walked into the dinning room and set the table for dinner.

"He did just fine actually, better even." Lili said as she placed the plates on the table.

"Oh really now?"

"Yeah. It's weird though on how he thinks that strangest things when he's alone. He told me that it was his fault that our family went into poverty because we spent the money on his treatment... A-and that we should just stop since he know he is never going to get better..." At that last sentence her mother stops as her face becomes grave and tears well up in her eyes. Lili and her sister had the same expression as their mother.

Vash and the eldest daughter walk back in, Vash obviously annoyed but smiles at him mother and compliments how good her food smells.

You looked down with a sorrowful face and turned to the spirit.

"Spirit...Tell me..What is to become of Vash..?" The spirit paused before giver you your answer.

"I see a vacant seat, in the poor chimney corner. And a crutch without an owner...Carefully preserved." You were shocked as you turned your gaze back to the family when the door burst open with Mr. Zwingli stepping inside with the goose.

"Ah dear that smells lovely!"

"Alright everyone it's time to eat!"

As Lili helped Vash get settled into his set she walked off into her seat and sat down as her mother began to pour water into everyone's cups.

"This is fantastic darling. I just hope that one day our family will get to taste a turkey once again, it's been so long. What do you think Lili?" Lili grinned at her mothers idea and nodded.

"I think that would be wonderful mother!" She reached down to her glass and picked it up holding it high into the air.

"A toast, to Miss.(Y/n). The founder of our feast." You began to get closer to the scene, wondering why anyone would make a toast dedicated to you. Throughout this whole time you had been nothing but nasty to her and here she is doing...This!

The mother laughed at her daughters words.

"Founder of our feast!? Founder of our feast indeed. If she were here I'd give her a piece of my mind to feast upon another good appetite." She stated as she sat down in her seat on the opposite end of the table.

"Mother. Come on think of the others, it's Christmas day." Lily said. Her mother shook her head and frowned.

"I don't care with the way she treats you as well as others I could care less. She is selfish, stingy, rude, ungrateful, unfeeling girl! (Y/n). And did you know that she is the most heartless person I have ever met in my life? And I have met plenty of people like that. Nobody knows that better than you." She finishes off.

"But mom...Christmas day." Lili said with pleading eyes. Her mom stared at her for a bit before nodding.

"I'll drink for her, but not for her more for you and how you have to put up with her." As she raised her cup so did the others.

"A very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year." She said as Lili's father joined in.

"God bless us." As everyone repeated Vash smiled.

"God bless us. Everyone." He said as he turned to Lili who smiled back. And with that they began to eat their feast.

"Kind spirit, say that Vash will be spared. Lili, would be devastated if something happened to him." You said as you watched the family.

"If these shadows remain altered by the future. Vash will die."

"Ah no! Spirit! No..." You said reaching out to the young man.

"What then? If he is to die then who cares.." Your eyes went wide as you turned to the spirit. His voice started to change into your own as he leaned in to face you to eye level,"if he is he might as well do it and decrease the surplus population.." You remember those words. You had told Lili that when she started working for you.

As he spirit started to back up he picked up his torch it started to glow brightly. The room began to spin faster and faster. The spirit started to laugh again as the room disappeared into a golden light as you entered upon a new scene.

You found yourself looking at what seems to be a party with some people doing what you think to be a game of charades. Your eyes widen at the person in the center of a group of other teens that you had seen around at your school.

It was Arthur. He was walking around the center, his hips slightly swaying obviously trying to mimic whoever he was suppose to be. As people made guess one of the girls shouted out excitedly.

"Let me guess whoever it is, are they some sort of ass?" She said. Arthur smiled and nodded.

"Yes I guess you can say that."

"Do they go to out school?" Arthur nodded once again as everyone gasped know full well who it was.

"Oh! Oh! I know who it is! It's your old childhood friend (Y/n) isn't it?!" Arthur clapped his hands and smiled.

"That is right!"

Everyone started to talk about you as you just watched them until they were called to come and eat. The scene faded and there you stood. Next to the spirit as they looked down upon you with pity in their eyes.

The ticking of a clock was hear as you looked up at the spirit as he hovered over you.

"Are spirits lives so short?" You asked.

"Our lives upon this globe are very brief." You noticed that he was shrinking in sizes as he spoke, and then he smirked ,"It ends tonight."

You were puzzled.

"Tonight?"

"Tonight." He repeated.

"At midnight." You turned around and looked up at the clock. Indeed you were standing inside one as the hand was about to strike 12. Looking at the spirit again you see something out of the corner of your eye and look down. As you backed up you started to point.

"Forgive me but there is something strange coming from between your robe. Is it a foot or a claw?"

"It might be a claw," he said ,"for the flesh there is upon it. Look here." From the folding of his robe revealed two children. They knelt down at his feet and clung to him. You refused to look at the making the spirit fill with rage.

"Hey look down here. Look down here!" exclaimed the ghost. You turned to look at the children, it was a young boy and girl. They were ragged and scowling.

"Spirit are they yours?" You said not not wanting to look anymore. The were miserable looking and it broke you.

"No, they are man's" He said looking down at them. "They cling to me, appealing from their father. The boy is Ignorance. The girl is Want. Beware them both, and all of their degree, but most of all beware of the boy. For on his brow I see that written which is doom, unless the writing be erased. Deny it!" cried the spirit as he outstretched his arm towards the city. "Slander those to tell it to you! Admit it for your factious purposes, and make it worse! And bide the end!"

"Do they have no refuge or resources?" You cried.

"Are there no prisons?" Said the spirit turning on you one last time with his own words. "Are there no work houses?"

And with that the clock struck twelve.

You looked for him but he was no where to be seen. As the clock ceased to vibrate you began to remember something about what your aunt had told you. And you knew what spirit would appear next and you only hope that-

Slowly lifting your head you hesitantly started to turn around. You gulped at the sight as you started to shake. Lifting up your eye you looked at the solemn Phantom, draped and hooded in black torn fabric, coming, like a mist along the ground towards you.

"Y-You must be the Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come."