Demon Life: Chapter 1

“Hey…” “Hey kid, what money do you got on you.” “Dude, its how much not what money, just how stupid are you?” “Kid, I didn’t come here for a grammar lesson- now shut up and die.” The mysterious man ran at the young high school boy with a knife and within a moment, “bam!”, the kid looked down at the knife penetrating his stomach. The boy fell to the ground and the older man took his wallet as the kid laid in a puddle of his own blood; and all the while all the boy could think was, ‘so… this is the end huh...’. He smirked, then stopped breathing. The man carried the kid to the river and threw his lifeless corpse in, never to be seen again.

Atsuko: *Suddenly awakes in a cold sweat* What… the hell… happened? *looks over to see a girl sleeping right next to him*

Mr. Fluffywovemitten: *wakes up, yawns then rubs her eyes* Good morning... pervert.

Atsuko: *Pinches her face cheeks* What the hell did you call me?

*Someone knocks at the door*

Atsuko: What now? *Gets up to open the door*

Mr. Fluffywovemitten: Who’s that, Mr.Pervert?

Cecile: *Kicks the door once more* I'm going to take down the door if someone doesn't open it within another 10 seconds.

Atsuko: What are you, the big bad wolf? You gonna huff and pu-

*Door slams onto the ground*

Cecile: *Walks in with Zess* No, I literally mean I'm going to unscrew the screws and take down the door. *Holds up electric drill-zib zib- Zess smirks*

Mr. Fluffywovemitten: Is this Mr. Pervert's girlfriend?

Atsuko: *Glares at Mr. Fluffywovemitten* Why would I date her!?

Cecile: *Looks at the two with a suspicious look* First day as the dead, and you're already sleeping with your pet-? Damn, you're fast. I was about to come congratulate you for joining this world. Guess not, well. Bye. Come on, Zess, let's leave this idiot alone. *Turns and walks out*

Atsuko: Wait… what!!! What do you mean dead? *Looks at door* And fix my damn door!!!

Cecile: Ask your little pet next to you. *Yells as she walks out* Oh and I'm sure you'll survive without your damn door. *Waves*

Atsuko: *Looks out the door and sees someone*

Mr. Fluffywovemitten: Mister, do you not understand what has happened?

Atsuko: *Looks at Mr. Fluffywovemitten* Understand what?

Mr. Fluffywovemitten: Ahh.*Jumps up* First off, I'm Mr. Fluffywovemitten, your connection companion. So now that you're dead I'm here to connect you to your demon world body.

Atsuko: Dead… *Looks bewildered* What do you mean dead?

Mr. Fluffywovemitten: Yeah, remember you died in that robbery and I carried you back here. *Smiles*

Atsuko: *Makes the 'what' face* You carried me back… why were you in my bed!?

Mr. Fluffywovemitten: Ehh… I was super tired!

IN THE HALLWAY

Homura and Ziral: Having heard the commotion from her downstairs apartment room, the girl had quietly made her way up the stairs and into the hall where she overheard the conversation going on between the two newly deads. She could sense it. Their soul there, but not really. Flickering in this false sense of life and drowning in death. Her luminous and bright amber gaze flickered as she watched the slim girl leave the door-less apartment. She recognized the girl; she was a familiar face from the world opposite of this one. A reversed, artificial life derived from the longing of the dead. Well, she certainly longed for it. Her arms crossed over her chest, peeking out further from behind the corner of the hallway. Should she speak up? Probably not. It wasn’t her problem, even if she was a newly dead too, just like them. The presence behind her brought her out of her thoughts, warm and frigid at the same time. Like hot metal with a sharp edge. “Are you going to visit them?”, his average toned voice spoke in her mind, like he was there instead of creepily close to her shoulder where she could feel his breath. “Yeah, soon. I’m not one for socializing.” He snickered almost inaudibly and leaned back against the wall, watching for her reaction instead of looking around the corner. She didn’t like the feel of his gaze upon her back, but it was tolerable. At least it wasn’t the gaze of the bastard who caused her...death.