Now or Forever Never

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<Makhi's P.O.V>

When Crest ran out, I knew exactly where he was going. I wasn't going to interfere though. He'd get pretty damn mad at me, and I don't need that weight on my chest too. I glance at Kaylee, who seems satisfied with herself. Being her favorite child, I keep my mouth shut. Most people would say that's insensible. Not defending my siblings to stay at the top. And I know that. But that's not tho only reason. She's powerful. I know what she does to her kids. At least, the ones she doesn't like all that much. Them being the kids who argue with her. I decide it would be a better idea to scope out the void for lost souls for a while. They come in handing when I need assistance. I make my way to the basement door. But it's locked. Odd.

"Hey mom.... why's the basement door locked?" I call out, not turning away from the door. I get no reply though. I look over to find Kaylee gone. She must've left while I was lost in though. Geez. Can't she stay here for more than a couple of hours? I roll my eyes. No free souls today, I guess. I open my soul-space. A none existent plain found in one's soul. Or something like that. I enter, closing the opening behind me. My soul has always been dark, so spotting a light ahead of me is surprising. I glance around for evidence if somebody had entered my soul while I wasn't paying attention. But there's nothing. Not even the outline of a forced entry.

"Hello?! Who's out there??!" I yell. The light shifts. It suddenly becomes three different sources of light. Each one a different type. There's a bright white light, a dim-ish yellow, and a dark, almost dead, orange. I stop in my tracks.

"It can't be them, can it?" I stare, confused. Why would they come for me? I reach for my knife, only to find an empty sheath. I yelp like a scared animal. Without my weapon, I feel insecure. Unsafe. Weak. A take a step back as the figures approach me. I'm suddenly frozen in place. I struggle to leave my soul-space. But at the attempt, and fiery pain shoots through my eye. I cry out, scared and in pain.

"Come on now, Makhi." The brightest one hums.

"You know that won't work." The second snickers.

"Now please, calm down." The dimmest sighs. All I want to do at this moment is scream, but my voice refuse to work. All I get is a burning sensation in the back of my throat, causing me to fall into a fit of coughing. The brightest makes a "tch" sound while shaking its head.

"I told you. Don't struggle. Or call for help."
I laugh hoarsely.

"I don't remember you saying a-anything of that sort." I cough out. The figure rolls it eyes. But only one eye moves. The other stays directly in the middle of the far inside of it's eye. The dim-ish one snickers. The darker one groans.

"Can we just get this over with?" The dark one complains.

"Fine fine." The bright one straightens up. "Makhi, it has come to our full attention that your brother's soul scape is shut off from us. And he is slowly losing it to darkness."

"Which brother? I have plenty." I tilt my head.

"Crest. The short one." The dim-ish one states.

"Eh-?! Are you serious? He has the same problem as me?!" I yelp.

"No, no. It's not the same thing, luckily. But it seems quite problematic. We need to deal with immediately, but that can't be done without access to his soul." The bright one sighs, continuing. "We need your help, admittedly. Please, find him and bring him into your soul-scape so we can deal with it, ok?"

"Sure...." I reply. I don't know if this is the right thing to do. But I need to get away from these creeps.

"Good." They say, synchronized. And then they're gone. Like they were never there. No evidence, no trace left behind. I sigh in relief. But suddenly feel sick to my stomach. Maybe I'll stay in my soul for a while. That way I don't have an outburst in front of my family.

<???'s P.O.V>

Makhi has always gotten on my nerves. But he's the only one who can help us. So I can't kill him just yet. Eventually I'll have to claim him. I don't care who complains. Everyone has to come to an end eventually. Some people die way to often. Some very specific ones like Kaylee (insert L/N here) and Zons. They're quite annoying to deal with. But whatever. Can't keep the one's who aren't SUPPOSED to be dead.

"So, Casey.... when are we gonna claim him?" My younger brother, Abe, asks. His dim-ish light fading away.

"Yeah, can it be soon?" My older brother, Yeun, groans.

"Nope. We need him. Plus, we have more important jobs to deal with. I heard reverse Crest is experiencing the "thing"  again." I sigh.

(I know this one is shorter than usual, and im sorry. But who's reading this anyway? Not enough to care. ~Kay)