When You Live Forever...

Sticking with friends will save you

"Friends show their love in times of trouble, not in happiness"

-Euripides


Marinette

I had just made it to the museum when the akuma showed up.

I stood on the top of the museum, by the sunroof. I was listening to the livestream, and I wanted to help Adrian, but I needed to get my textbook back. Curse my clumsiness.

When I saw the akuma, though, I made a rash, second quick decision. I broke the sunroof, falling down straight on top of the mummy.

I was hopeing that it looked super heroic. Chat's 'Nice Ladybug!' Helped.

The mummy moved away, growling when he saw me. "Ugh! Bug! How are you still alive?" He shifted his foot, anger showing on his masked face as his posture went into an attack position.

I blinked, confused. "Uh, have we met before?" I don't remember ever meeting a mummy before.

"Back then, you went by the name Natra, correct?" The mummy asked, smirking as he saw my face change. How did he know that? There are only a few hundred people who knew that name, and most of them are dead. "I failed to defeat you there, but I will defeat you now!"

He ran forward, but was stopped by a baton thrown in his face. "Dude!" Chat yelled, running up besides me. "Can't you tell that we don't know who you are? Geez, take a hint!"

The mummy growled again, and I risked a look behind me. The security and curator had ran, and Alya had hidden behind a pedalstal. Any memory of what Chat told her was gone, and now she was smiling widely at us.

"We need to get him out of the museum before he breaks or hurts anyone." I whispered to Chat, swinging my yo-yo. The mummy was eyeing the tablet with interest, which made my stomach turn.

"There are people outside this building though." He hissed back, extending his baton and barring his teeth at the mummy.

"They've gon-"

"Stop your whispering!" The mummy bellowed suddenly. "You say you don't remember me, but you'll soon wish you did! I am The Pharaoh, and my beloved Nefertiti sacrificed her life to save you. Now, I've finally figured out the way to bring her back to me, sins be damned!"

My mind was running through the name. Nefertiti… Nefertiti…

My mind clicked. "Nefertiti was a name Jani adopted." I hissed. Chat's eyes widen, his jaw clicking.

"You can't bring the dead back to life, Pharaoh!" He yelled at him. "Let the dead Rest In Peace!"

I swallowed dryly, forcing myself not to think about that sentence, not to think about how that wasn't true for Jani.

"You can't stop me!" The Pharaoh yelled, clasping his hands together. "Skehmet, lend my you're strength!"

His mask changed, turning into a lion, and he clapped his hands. A force wave ran forward, smashing us into the back wall. I fell, getting to my knees as Chat landed in a cat's pose. I frowned, twirling my yo-yo. I flung it towards the mummy, but he clapped again, making it go off tilter.

Alya backed up a bit, tripping and falling with a yelp. The Pharaoh looked at her, tilted his masked head. A purple mask shimmered into existence on his face,leaving again before he spoke. "You, Pure Lady, you will help me."

I took the distraction to wrapped the yo-yo around his arm, yanking him away to the floor. "Back off bub." I almost snarled.

"You should be helping me, Natra. You were her friend! She lost her life for you! You should be helping me bring her back!" The Pharaoh jumped up, backing up a little.

I kept my face blank, but it still hit me. Jani was hiding in Egypt at the same time we were, just in different places. She visited us to catch up several times. The last time though, Gabriel had caught up to us. He cornered and almost killed me, but Jani stopped him.

And that tombstone was made for her.

Ten years ago…

She was running, running too fast. Sweat ran down her face in streams as she huffed, moving shakily forward. Her hand held her side as she limped. Above her, sitting on her head, a small animal sat, looking around.

She finally fell, curling up in herself to keep from hurting her side even move. Blood soaked the ground as she struggled to get up, struggled to escape.

Arden will kill me if I die. She thought lightly to herself, stopping a chuckle as she finally got up. So I better not die.

But she knew it was a lost cause.

The small animal on her head growled lightly as she stopped in a small clearing between houses. It was empty, the only way in were from alleyways.

The girl sighed. "I know you're here Gabey! Show yourself!" She yelled into the darkness. A low chuckle started, but she couldn't pinpoint it. "You always had a thing for theatrics."

Finally, the immortal showed himself. He looked older than most of the immortals, except for Wu. His hair had turn platinum, his violet eyes darker. He looked to be rounding 30s. His little moth sat on his shoulder. Unlike last time, it looked sad and terrified at the same time.

"Ah, the hunter has become the hunted. Funny how things change, isn't it?" He said, gliding out from an alley.

"If you're going to kill me, then kill me."The girl breathed. "But I want to know something first. Than you can collect my soul or whatever."

She could practically feel the other immortals in the man's brooch, screaming for her to run. Crying in pain and torture. She swallowed thickly, she was about to join them.

"What's the question then?" He asked. "You've caused me so much trouble, but you've entertained me as well. I think you deserve a last question."

The girl's small animal was growling lowly at the man's moth. The girl herself was having problems standing. "What happens to the Kwami when you take our souls? Where do they go? Why do you take their souls?"

"That's three questions, but, oh well. I thought the saying was 'Curiosity killed the cat, not wolf' but if you really want to know…" He pursed his lips. "They merge back with their respected immortal. That was one of the things I couldn't stop from happening. And if they merged back, then they'd be invincible again and they'd come back to life and, well, it makes it annoying for me."

The woman smiled. "And satisfaction brought it back." Keeping her hand pressed to her side, she looked up, her posture straightening. "Well then, Gabey. This is your best chance to get me. The wolf doesn't always get it's prey."

Gabe chuckled darkly. His sword materialized, and with deadly accuracy, he threw it. "And finally, the thorn in my back is gone- what?!"

In mid air, something hit the sword, a foot away from the bleeding girl. It clattered to the floor, as another laugh echoed through the alley. Suddenly, before the girl could move, someone grabbed her from behind, pulling her into the shadows. Another sword slammed into the stone next to her, but a hand on her mouth stopped her from talking. Instead, she slumped down, pressing her hands to her side to stop the bleeding. The hand disappeared.

"TchTchTch." She heard, and looked up. It wasn't Gabe though, as he was in the middle of the clearing, looking every which way. Another, more soft pitched laugh echoed through the clearing, and, for some reason, the girl's heart spiked. She recognized that laugh.

"Gabe Gabe Gabe. TchTchTch." The voice said again. She knew the voice, but from where? She kept her mouth shut, since she was hidden, and just worked on keeping her wound closed. Her small animal was trying to help too, keepings its small paws pressed against smaller bleeding wounds.

"I expect better from you." A voice said, not the same from the first. Two people, talking one after another. "You used to be so much fun." "Just had to kill though." "You're as bad as Darth Vader." "Voldemort, maybe-" "Not Voldemort, brother dearest. You almost died." "Well, you almost lost an ear-"

She knew those voices. Tears of pain and relief started falling, and she let them. Alive, she was alive, they were alive...

Gabe understood to. He scowled, but regained posture. "So, you've finally showed up. I've been looking for you two-"

"Oh shut it" "You did a bad job, lookin." "We stay in the same place nearly thirty years." "Just moved families, yeah." "Didn't think anything of it, since they could stay young as well-" "We learned a lot from them, didn't we?"

The tears wouldn't stop. She missed them, missed them so much.

In the dark corners of the clearings, a face appeared. It wasn't human, though, this face was long and pitch black, blending into the shadows. All that could be seen was it's sharp pearly teeth, the size of small heads, and it's big purple eyes, globe size. As the hidden voice spoke, it moved as if it spoke. Another one showed up on the other side, speaking for the other voice.

"Tricksters, through and through." Gabe muttered, standing in an attack position. "Show yourself, your death will be short."

The faces, which were arguing, stopped to look at Gabe, before they both started laughing. Suddenly, something flew from a shadow, and Gabe raised his sword to reflect it. "Funny" "That was." "We were scared." "Of you at a point." "But after the last few years." "We've seen a man with no nose." "Nothing." "And we repeat nothing." "Is scarier than." "No-nose man." With each change of voice, another weapon was thrown. Gabe was starting to sweat as he deflect the weapons, which came from two ways. Twice, he had been cut already.

"I mean, one time-" "-He saw Rabi and Trix-" "Scary time, that was." "Tried to take them, he did." "Tried to kill em, he did!" "Ah, that's when we really got involved." "With no-nose man." "I mean, you just can't mess." "With a guy's kwami." "Can you believe that, George?" "No, no I can't, Fred."

She was openingly sobbing now. She didn't even like to cry, but she didn't try to stop herself. They were back, they were making him retreat, they were alive.

Not another grave to dig.

Not another body to find.

"But if there's." "One thing no one" "We repeat no one can do." "Is mess with our girl." "Don't look at us funny Gabey." "We haven't seen each other in awhile." "A long while, in fact-" "Thousands of bloody years, more like it." "So, as to reintroduce ourselves…"

Gabe was at the edge of the alleyway, backing up as he eyed the thrown weapons, and the shadow faces. The shadow faces morphed, and two men walked out. The woman could see messy red dulled hair -could remember when they dyed it-, could see their bright blue eyes.

"Im Gred." One said with a silky smile.

"I'm Forge." The other one beamed.

And with a final weapon, Gabe was barely able to dodge. With a sick crutch, two gloved fingers slipped off his hand.

Gabe got up and ran, not even looking back, while he screamed in pain. At the same time, the girl, despite her injuries, got up, before running at the boys, they barely had time to turn around before she fell straight into Forge (she knew this was George), hugging him tight.

"Woah." "Calm down there Mase." "How's it been?"

"Shut up and let me hug you." The girl grumbled. The boy she was hugging chuckled, she could tell by his moving chest.

"That might have to wait." "We got to get you back." "To a safe house." "And have a look at that wound." "Yikes."

The girl smiled, but it was a lost smile, as the blood lost finally took hold, and her eyes rolled into the back of her head, and she started to fall.

Only to be caught in the end.

Hahaha... I totally didn't forget to upload this... this hasn't been collecting dust in my document manager for an entire month... no... that's not me...

A few things to discuss. This will have some stuff that I will add to the book, so if you don't want any spoilers whatsoever, don't read.

Don't Read If Want No Spoils

1Alya will learn their secret... probably somewhere in the late ten's chapters.

2The three still alive side immortals will show up soon.

If you have any questions, don't be afraid to ask.

Oh, and Lady-Rose-Noir2018... I didn't give much detail on purpose. I wanted to be like that when I wrote it. Gives you something to think about. But still, thank you for the critique!

And thank you everyone who's reading and a double thank you to everyone who's reviewing! It's really hard for a writer to write their heart out for people and then not get any feedback!