Ghost (By @artificialheartbeat)

Chapter 2: Name

Klein's POV

Ten Minutes Ago...

*ring* *ring* *ring*

"Hello, who's this?"

"Um..... is this Klein Hart?"

"Yes, why?"

"Its about Ms..... Brimney, is it? Wait lemme check her name again."

"Dammit man! Just tell me what happened to Dana!"

"She got into involve in an accident and she is now being brought to the hospital. You have to hurry."

*end call*

I hope she's alright.

(Well technically speaking if she's alright she wouldnt be brought to hospital, would she. So gudlck wid dat m8!!!)

I drove as fast as I could, and as I reached the hospital i was just in time because they had just brought her in the entrance.

I ran to her. She was lying down, wounded, struggling to live, and even with her eyes closed, I could see the pain she feels as she bled.

Her mom was right across me, feeling the same way I do except the pain she felt, was much more painful than what I feel. We were told by the nurses to stay outside. And thus as the doors of the E.R. were shut, we stood behind it apart from Dana.

Then a man in a rescue team shirt approached us and introduced himself.

" Mrs. Brimney, is it?" he asked Dana's mom.

" Brimney is just her stage name," I said.

" Well then how must I address her?"

"Mrs. Rosswell."

" Um... Mrs. Rosswell im one of the rescuers that save her. Um also the one that called you Mr. Hart. You see, your daughter's car crashed and rolled down the street. We're suspecting that she was drunk driving or maybe she just really lost control of the wheel. And sinnce she drove the car, she might be held liable for what happened to the four other girls. But we are still undergoing investigation and we hope that you'll keep in touch."

And so he left. I hugged Mrs. Rosswell while she was sobbing. Way to go man! You just made her feelings worst with the news flash you just brought.

Dana's POV

We just walked, and walked, and walked without talking to each other. I have no idea where we are. Well specifically speaking, I have no fvking idea where the fvk we are in the woods. And why the fvk are we even here!

"Hey Grimm Reaper with a cute face and really great hair, where the fvk are we going?!"

" Im not Grimm Reaper."

" What's your name then mate?" I said teasingly.

" Kryztan Grimm."

"So you are-"

" It's just a surename.... I have no relation of any sort with Grimm Reaper."

Well he surely looks annoyed. At least he's still fine with me following him and all.

He suddenly stopped infront of a... what is that anyways? It looks like those little houses where they place coffinsto me though. It's creepy but it's kinda cool though. Its got these really cool and artsy patterns all over it. And on its doors of steel there engraved were the initials KG.

" This your place?"

"Sshhhhhhhhh.......  Shut that mouth of yours for a while," he said while knocking on the door.

*knock* *knock* *knock*

"Who is it?!" asked a man behind the door.

"Kryztan!"

I could hear the sound of chains and locks being unlocked. There's just so many of them, it'll probably take a while before he'll be able to open the door. And thus, after what seemed to be  hundreds locks being unlocked one by one, alas the doors were opened.

" My sincerest welcome to you Mr. Kryztan and  Ms. Daeanne," greated the man who wore a butler suit and a really fancy ring.

There was a charming boy beside him with blond hair and eyes as green as the leaves of the trees outside. He was the one who opened the door for us but not a single word came out of his mouth. He just stood there with a warm smile of welcome and bows as we pass in front of him. He appears to be of the same age as I am. But he looks like he's done the same thing over and over again for more than the number of years that I have lived on this earth.

As we entered, we came through a tunnel lit by lamps that contained blue flames. Its floor is toped by a very soft royal blue carpet and its walls were made of lapiz lazuli. It isn't as cold as I thought it would be in here. This place is quite warm and comfy.

We entered the room found at the end of the tunnel. Blondie boy (lets just call him that) opened the door for us again.

"We'll leave you two for now, but if there's anything you want pleae don't hesitate to call us," said the butler guy as he gently closed the beautiful laquered door.

"How does he know my name?" I asked Kryztan.

"We know every soul that gets lost from their bodies. And its either we help them directly or we act as fate."

"So what do you call yourselves?"

"Ummm... I dont really know our name. I've been doing this for quite sometime now but I still dont know, or maybe I forgot? I dont know."

"Then let's give it a name of our own."

"Hmmmmm... I'll think about it."

"I guess you're not all so dark and gloomy after all."

And there we sat looking at each other's smirk.

I think we can be great friends.