The Case of Biggs and Wedge Part One
Morticia lazily walked around in circles, outlining the pillar of light. She saw herself as a person dead people would ask to for directions. She directed them to where they were supposed to go. Right now though, she was bored to death. Haha, the irony. Anyway, she wasn't attending anyone recently. One would think that with all the wars going on in different worlds one would…
A ping was heard, causing the pale, raven-haired woman to look up and around her. The sound signaled the arrival of a soul.
Quickly, she straightened her robes and waited for the soul to appear. Much to her surprise, two souls appeared, unconscious on the black floor. She pulled out a clipboard out of her robes and flipped through the pages. "Ah… Okay…" she said to herself.
"Oww… My head," one of the souls said. They were males.
"Your foot is in my face Biggs!"
"Sorry…"
Morticia raised an eyebrow. A rowdy bunch they were. "Sir Biggs and Sir Wedge of the Gestahlian Empire?" The said men raised their heads at the sound of their names. "I have come for thee," Morticia stated in a deep, creepy voice. The two men immediately paled. "I am here to send you to…"
"Hell, we know," the man named Biggs say. "We did a lot of horrible things. We expected as much." At his side, Wedge nodded.
The woman huffed. "You guys aren't going to beg or anything?"
They shook their head. "We deserve it. Forcing that poor girl to do what she didn't want…" Wedge mumbled.
"But we suppose that it is already too late for repentance," Biggs sighed. Biggs looked over to the side and saw a blazing red light. "We head towards that direction, right?"
Morticia frowned and crossed her arms. She glanced one more time at her clipboard. "Biggs and Wedge of the Gestahlian Empire, to be sent to…" She traced a fine finger along the chart and tapped it upon finding their destination. "Hmm… That's odd… You're sent to the… Lifestream?" She flipped to the later pages and nodded. "Ah, that's why… Okay, you go on now to the Lifestream."
The two men raised an eyebrow. "The Lifestream?" they echoed in unison. The two were unfamiliar with the term.
Morticia nodded. "Head over to that green light alright? Okay, that's about it…."
"But… What's the Lifestream?" Wedge asked.
The girl with red eyes sighed and shook her head. "Gods, the questions coming from you people are getting to be repetitive." Morticia left her pillar of light and began pushing the two men up and towards the hazy green glow spewing out of a hole on the ground. "Go on, off with you. I don't have all the time in the world to talk to dead people…." Morticia looked up in thought. "Oh wait, I do, but who cares? The two of you need to get going if you want to make your next deadline."
Morticia laughed. "Get it… dead-line. Haha, I crack me up," she chuckled in a rather dead way. When she noticed the two souls were just staring at her weirdly, she cleared her throat and began dragging them along. "Here's where I drop you off."
Biggs and Wedge looked down into the large green hole before them and swallowed the lump in their throats. "Isn't this-" Wedge began, but he was cut by a hard slap from the back, pushing him forward.
"Good luck," she said as she pushed the two dead men into the hole. She could hear their frightened screams, but she merely shrugged them off and dusted her hands off before going back to her pillar of light. "What a bunch of sissies…" she mumbled when their screams died out.