Trick's POV
I woke up on the street with a huge throbbing in my head and ringing in my ears. Candy, my twin, was shaking me "Trix!" she yelled, nearly shaking my arm off. "Trixy! Come on! Don't be dead, don't be dead!"
"What the hell Candy?" I questioned, glaring at her. "I'm not dead. Why would I be dead?" I whipped my long black hair over her shoulder and frowned at her again. Looking down at my costume, I growled, "What happened? My costume is ruined!" That wasn't necessarily true, actually. My vampire costume had only a bit of dirt and gravel on it, along with a strange, crusty red liquid... I looked at Candy, who was dressed as a witch, and saw she had it on her as well.
"Oh my God!" I shrieked, jumping in the air as I finally understood. "Candy, you're bleeding! We've gotta get you to the hospital!" I walked over to a man that was picking up a roll of toilet paper off his tree in disgust.
"Excuse me sir," I began, "my sister- ya'know over there in the street?- she's really injured, and I was wondering if-" He cut me off by walking through me. Not shoving me aside, but through me.
"Holy crap!" I turned to see Candy standing up and staring at me, then back at the man, then me again. "Did he just-?" she began, then he walked through her too. We watched him disappear, then both asked in unison, "Are we dead?" Neither of us were expecting an answer of course, other than from each other, but a boy a bit older than us stepped out from behind the tree the man had just been cleaning.
"Naah," he smiled, showing a set of perfect white teeth, "You aren't dead, really, you're guardians."
"And who the hell're you?" I asked walking up to him, seeing as Candy was still in shock. "Did you do this to us?"
"Nope!" he said, popping the "p", "But I'm familiar with your situation. Although, I couldn't remember anything about my life after I drowned. How can you?"
"Whatever, psycho," my sister tried to sneer as I would in this situation, linking arms with me as she regained her very miniscule level of confidence. "We're going home." We turned and began to walk off, but something the boy said made us stop.
"And what makes you think they'll see you there? Your parents were called immediately after you were hit by the car. As far as they know, you died instantly. 'Quick and painless,' that's what the doctor said-"
"Shut up Jack!" a strong Russian accent exclaimed from behind us. "Can't you see what yer doin', boy?" Candy was in tears, and I was kneading my hands together, trying not to punch the twerp who was making my sister cry, even if he was a good head taller than me. The man said, as if reading my mind, "Go ahead, and punch 'im Trick. It'll make you feel better."
He didn't have to tell me twice! I spun around and ran at the little- well, I'm actually not sure what to call him at this point- and punched him square in the jaw. I had a ring on, a cute little one with a pumpkin on it, which should've ripped his face up and created a huge amount of blood flow, but he only winced and clutched his jaw. "Ow!" he whined like a baby. "Why'd you let her do that?"
"Cause you were being a prick, mate," a giant blue bunny leapt up from a hole in the ground that hadn't been there a second ago. It closed up immediately behind him, and I began to feel a bit faint.
"It's all a dream. I'm just hallucinating. It's not true. I'm not dead," Candy chanted behind me.
"It's all a dream."
"Prick!"
"Kangaroo!"
"I'm hallucinating."
"Prick!"
"Kangaroo!"
"It's not true."
"Prick!"
"Kangaroo!"
"I'm not-"
"QUIET!" the Russian man shouted just as I passed out.
Authors Note: Disclaimer: I don't own RotG! And also, I have decided I'll update about once a month, or more, depending on how many reviews I get... BWA HA HA! bribery.
And I apologize for Nicholas's voice. Every time I type him up, he has an British accent in my head. Like Hagrid. So sorry.