Title: We Were Born To Die

Raiting: M

Disclaimer: 18+ This story depicts descriptive sexual acts and may contain adult content not suitable for most adults.

A/N: To ensure the progression of this story and to simplify and condense such long chapters I've gone back and reformated my story. I would like to apologize for the massive spam of alerts on my part for the reboot of this story. To clear any confusion what was previously "Shoot and Ladders" Chapter 14 is now Chapter 45 & 46. Any updates after that will be the continual of the tale of Tate and Nira. (Reviews Are Always Appreciated)

Nira couldn't fall asleep after her little encounter so she went and made lunches for her sisters and began breakfast. She wanted their first day to be amazing, she would give those girls the world if she could. She could hear the pitter patter of their little feet running down the hall, heading towards the stairs. Giggles erupted the ancient house, the only radiance that filled this house of darkness. It wasn't long before her family went about their ways. Soon she was alone in the house, her parents never seemed to take time or effort to make sure she went to school. However she had the ability to miss many days of school, hide referrals and letters from school from her parents, yet go in and pass all tests with flying colors.

If she actually applied herself she very well could graduate early. But that would be proving to society that she can play by the establishments rules of what they feel was proper education for the working class minions. She need not prove anything to anyone, including those who doubted her genius. She began to pace about the house, the energy was different. Nira could tell immediately she was in the presence of something from not of this realm. She began to get frustrated, how could she have been here for so long and not detect that there were spirits here, unless they were keeping their presence hidden from her.

A loud bang from the basement caught her attention. "Tate." She whispered to herself. She began to head to the dark, dank basement. As she descended down the stairs the air felt thick, tension crackled through with the intensity of lighting. "Tate, where are you?" She peered around the corner, the basement was so dark she couldn't see much of anything. As she reached against the wall feeling for a light switch, she felt a hand wrap around her mouth pulling her into the doorway that was concealed by the dark. Her heart pounded in her chest, her pulse racing the terror from the fright exciting her more.

The second her back made impact to the wall she knew it was him. She was slammed with the same intensity as the night before, his cruel laughter filling her ears. "I scared you." He rested his head against her forehead, releasing his hand from her mouth, he dragged his hand slowly, calculating down her side. Images of what he did to her playing in her mind. But this time she was going to be in control.

She pressed herself against him, allowing her breasts to fully mash against his chest before slipping away from his reach. "It's cute you think you scared me." Nira purred out into his ear as she wrapped her arms around his back, allowing her fingers to play with the bottom of his t-shirt. Every now and then letting her fingers slide and make contact with the heat of his flesh. Nira became distracted when she felt a presence move out of the shadows in the corner. Just as she stepped away to look over, Tate was looking over in the area as well. They both looked at each other in an accepting look of confusion and awareness. Tate knew instantly she had either seen or sensed the spirit in the corner of the room just as he had.

He crossed his arms over his chest truly amazed by the girl in front of him. "You're different." It was meant to be a question but came out as a comment. Nira smirked back at Tate as she began to head towards the stairs. "With present company included I don't seem to be that different."

"Wait, can you see them or just sense them." Tate went after her trying to keep her from leaving yet.

She sat on the bottom step looking up at him. "You?"

"Both..." It was a simple, honest response. Tate was surprised he gave away a truth so easily, with out making it into a game of manipulation

"Same, well most of the time I just sense them. Lately I've been able to see...things." She wasn't sure of the right word to describe her encounters.

Tate sat down next to her on the step. They were both silent, watching the shadows move around the basement, Tate's fingers intertwined with Nira's. It was the first act of intimacy either one had ever been apart of. It felt right, yet scared both of them to the core. Images of the dream both shared flashed before there eyes. Nira gripped his hand as all the feelings coursed through her nervous system again, assaulting her very being.

"Take her." The voices were screaming in his head as he replayed the events over and over in his head.

"It wasn't a dream was it?" Her voice was soft and sweet, the polar opposite of the voices urging him on.

Neither said a word, enchanted under the spell they were both under.