Chapter Two

Souls

A sound soul

Dwells within a sound mind and a sound body

Maka Albarn, Soul Eater

"So, how the bloody hell are you alive?" George asked them so bluntly, Alphonse choked on his soup. Fred absent mindedly pounded him on the back.

"We're gonna hunt demons." he said casually. It was George's turn to choke then.

"Demons?" he asked incredously.

"Well, they have a name. Jigoku no supon. It means Spawn of Hell." he continued, scowling into his soup. "Apparently thay've been sneaking out of Rinbo and devouring humans for their Souru."

"Souru." George repeated blankly.

"Souls," Fred said.

"Maybe you should tell them the story, from the beginning." Al said timidly.

"All right," Fred groaned, leaning back in his chair. "Well, after I died, I showed up at this place called, the Gate..."

"You're dead, they don't matter." Truth locked eyes with him. "Now, do you want to live again or what?"

"Yeah," Fred grumbled, irritated that he wasn't answering his questions.

"Alright then," Truth said, lacing his fingers together. "This is the Gate. It's where everything comes when it dies, though, it's not always the same. Right now, it's in a form most people don't usually see. Anyways, down the the point. I need someone back in the mortal world to bring back the little things that keeps slipping out. They're called the Spawn of Hell by humans, or Jigoku no supon. They sneak around the planet stealing souls, a human's Souru."

"And you want me to do what?" Fred asked. "Walk up to them and say 'Hi, Truth's not happy with you. Do you think you could stop here and run along home?' I really don't think that's gonna work." Truth rolled his eyes.

"Idiot," he sighed. "Of course not. You'll have training, on the field and off. Alphonse here will be going with you. We have a previous agreement. Now, do you agree to my terms?" he asked pleasantly.

"Yeah, yup, sure, whatever." Fred sighed, pouting a bit. He liked being in charge. And Truth didn't even laugh at his joke!

"He didn't even laugh at your joke?" George asked, horrified. Molly swatted him with a Daily Prophet. "Ow!"

"This is serious George!" she said, glaring at her sons, who ducked their heads. Fred glanced up at his mother and spotted the newspaper in her hand.

"Hey, what've I missed since I snuffed it?" he asked. Molly looked tearful, so George spoke up for her.

"Hogwarts was pretty much destroyed, so there's work going on to rebuild it. Bill and Charlie are over there with Ron and 'Mione helping out. Harry's here with Ginny right now," George darkened slightly as he mentioned them together. "They'd better not be doing anything, or I'll kill Harry. I don't care if he did defeat Voldy Moldy." Fred snorted.

"Voldy Moldy?" he snickered. George grinned at him and opened his mouth to continue, but was cut off.

"Fred?" someone asked from the doorway. Fred turned in time to see a red head launch herself at him.

"Nice to see you too, Gin." he said lightly, trying to pry her off of his neck. "D'you think you can let go before I die again?" George raised his eyebrows.

"I can see it now, 'Vitim of the Battle of Hogwarts Returns From the Dead to be Killed by a Hug.' Make a nice headline, don't you think?" Ginny smacked both of them with her fist, making them cringe.

"How?" Harry asked as he walked in the kitchen, never taking his eyes off of Fred. With a sigh, he retold his story, Harry's eyebrows getting higher and higher at everyword.

"Careful there Harry," Fred said as he noticed. "You don't want to loose those in your hair. You'll never get them back."

"So you went to a white spance too, huh?" he asked, sitting down. Fred jumped.

"You died too?" Harry shook his head.

"Not really, but I did go to a white space." he rubbed the back of his neck. "It turned into King's Cross. Dumbledore was there." Fred blinked.

"Weird," his eyes lit up. "Wanna see what Truth gave me?" he didn't wait for an answer, but pulled a small ring off his finger, one no one had noticed before. He held it in the palm of his hand and stared at it intently.

If he was expecting a dramatic and graceful transformation, he was greatly disappointed. He dropped the ring on the table and blinked at it.

"It worked in the Gate," Al said, confused. Everyone seemed to notice him.

"Who are you?"

George: That's a lot to process.

Spy: Perhaps, but everything will work out. Well, not if Aro writes another chapter.

Aro: [mutters] Whatever. At least I don't get distracted by shiny objects.

Fred: Hey! You know you love the Ring!

Aro: [rolls eyes] Of course! I created it. Not the movie.

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George: Hey, drkphoenyx, we're glad you like it!

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