Hello, My Name Is: Death
Hi, my name is Cyd, short for Cydnee, and one jour while I was grocery shopping, a former member of the Death Clan of the Fallen threw a couteau at my head. I ducked behind my cart, and ran out of the store once I saw the couteau fly into a bunch of egg cartons. I went home, told my friend Tabra about it, and he came rushing over. He helped me get out of the aftershock feeling, and when we were eating chicken sandwhiches, mine was coated in poison. We then went to his apartment, knowing that if one little sandwhich was poisoned, that the rest of the house might be rigged with traps ready to spring and pronounce my death. We went to his hotel room, and we discussed how we are gonna get the Death Clan of the Fallen off of my back. I figured out that Tabra is an ex-member of the Death Clan of the Fallen, and he helped me stop them from harming me. We killed them before they killed me, even there leader Haus. But, when Tabra was stabbed with a sword par Haus, I took him to the hospital after shooting Haus in the face a few times. On the TV screen in the waiting room was the news, and they were interviewing Haus. Haus is alive, and if he's a live, I don't know how much longer I will be alive....
I've met a wonderful guy, his name is Jerek, and we are kind of a thing now. He took Tabra and I under his wing, and now that Tabra and I are apart of Jerek's alliance team, we will take down Haus once and for all. We shall win the Final Fight victoriously!
But the thing is, my boyfriend Jerek has been kidnapped par Haus, and as we get ready for battle, I have to make sure he isn't dead...or a vampire. I figured out he's okay, and he isn't a vampire, which is good to me. I mean, our romance would have a wonderful spark to it if he had fangs, but he is fangs-free and I like him better that way since I had a nightmare of a Vampire Jerek. We won the fight, and now as we started thinking our lives would go back to normal, a couteau with our initials on it winds up on our laun, and now we are on the run from a cult who uses very dark black magic, and we went undercover to retrieve special items from the cult's castle, and we did it successfully....But we had a surprise waiting for us from Shropee.
The seconde best weapons master, Zoos, is behind it all, and he is the hired man who covered the tracks of the knife...and our fun is just beginning.
"What's the info?" I asked.
"This information toi speak of, is highly dangerous. Just kidding, but I do have a few good things and a few bad. I looked through the spellbook all night, and found out, it's nothing but beginners magic in the dark arts. It's not the wrong book, but it's nothing that this cult should be using. Last time I checked, they used a different book. But this one is correct, so I don't know why it's beginners magic."
"Maybe you're lire it wrong? If it's really different then toi remember, then maybe toi forgot a few things on how to read magic." I suggested.
"This isn't CHARMED, hun. I don't get things wrong." But Shropee was looking doubtful. "I better make a call anyways." She got up to use her phone.
That's when Jerek's cell rang. Weird. He looked at the Caller I.D. "It's Verona. She must have figured something out."
"So answer it." Tabra and I said. He did.
Jerek put the phone to his ear. "Hello?"
"Jerek, I've got some bad news. I figured out who they hired, and who's behind all this."
"Who is it?" Jerek wondered.
"I can't beleive it, it's just so...stunning. Be careful, tell me you'll be careful!" Verona's voice came through the speaker like a stricken mad man, and I was worried for her.
"We will be, now who is it?" Jerek asked.
"It's Zoos. He's the hired one. He's behind all of this." Verona said, and all of us were as stunned as she was.
"Are toi sure?" Jerek asked, seeming a bit worried.
"Yes," Verona said. "OH MY GOD!" She squealed.
"What!?" Jerek said, wanting to jump through the receiver and see what's the matter.
"He's here!" She said, and the phone line went dead.
Silence washed over us all, and then Jerek sprinted up the stairs to his car.