Hell's Towers

Chapter One: Flos (part 5)

A tall tree was in front of her, acting as a shield. Then a soft bell noise appeared, and all the glass in the windows was replaced; as if nothing had happened. Next to Flos, a small blue flame appeared, then moved above her head, making a halo.

"Oh, I see now. Why a flesh-bag like you never feared me. You are practically good as dead, allowing three to serve you." -G
"They chose me; I almost had no say in it. But I decided I needed them just as much as they needed me. And if required, I will give up my blood for them."-F
"Haha! You Stupid Child! Who would've thought a mere piece of garbage would tame not one but three soul children? By the end of this month, they will have devoured your soul and body, leaving nothing.  It would be so much better if you let me kill you." -G
"Pfft! I rather chose my death instead of letting you kill me. They will not destroy me, and I will not end them to save my life." Flos said with great determination.

'Night-Shade ghost has two more knives in its stomach. One hit and game over.' Flos thought. She was highly nervous from that first attack, and there was no way she could have dodged that. She wasn't sure if her newfound stalkers would save her. They had been saving her from her gracefulness over the week, but who knew when they would stop helping her?

Honestly, she had no idea what the ghost was talking about; the ghost knew more about her stalkers than she did. She couldn't see them or feel their aura. Therefore, she was utterly in the dark. Her stalkers knew all her blind spots, making it hard to catch them.
'Soul Children, huh? Interesting, I'll have to ask Aunty what she knows.' This was good news for Flos. She finally had a small clue about her new companions. It was better than calling them stalkers, she figured.

"Hey there, little piglet! Don't forget that you're still in the middle of a conversation with me."
"I haven't forgotten."
"Good, because I have an exceptional offer just for you."
"What is it?"
"Now, now. Don't get annoyed with me, Fles...I mean, little girl. Yes, that's right, Little girl. Let's make a wager; how does that sound?"
"Okay, I'll bite for now."
"Oh, goody. I'll let you go if you can prove to me that you are not the light but the soon-to-be darkness. You must know what I'm talking about."
"I don't... Should I?"
"No, no, you shouldn't. But every monster, ghost, demon, and child of the stars know it. Maybe those little ones are smarter than I thought. Kekek!"

'For the love of drunkards and coffee addicts, spit it out already! I wish this dude or woman would stop beating around the bush.' Flos thought to herself before another thought came to mind. 'I'm not a gatekeeper, meaning my power of identifying monsters won't always be correct, making it easier to be fooled by monsters, demons, etc. Mother trucker! He didn't pull the five knives from his stomach; I know exactly what he is. Every tricky indeed.'

Flos face soon lit up with a smirk. She began laughing hard, and all the tension in her body left. Soon making, her body collapsed to the cold hard floor. "I should of know better than to believe what you were. All the facts showed a nightshade ghost would not be lying in wait for its prey. God, you got me good." Flos looked up at her attacker and slowly got up from the floor. She didn't know if she could be flooded with fear; all she did know was that the ghost she was facing was way more dangerous than the nightshade.

"The Joker, or the Black Jack ghost. Known for slicing its victim's head off after the victim loses a bet or card game with you. And you always pick a game where you know you will win. " Flos said to answer his unasked question.
" Keke. Oh my goodness, you're so bright. Hehe, but how do you know I'm male, not female? Hmmm."
"Females are more touchy with human girls. And tend to make their victims feel like they can win."
"That's correct, but didn't I make you feel like you had a chance?"
"No, honestly, I thought I was going to die. If you were a she, I would probably be squished in a hug by now. They tend to have their victims more relaxed and calm. Though I wish you were one."

The Joker merely chuckled; his counterpart did have a better reputation in both departments. Ace, or Heavenly Poker as they are called, had a higher killing streak and more victims, thanks to their attributes.
To be honest, he had no intention of killing the young Keeper in front of him. But he did need to know where she was on the food chain. She may not realize it, but she was ranked as a  predator.