Dead On Earth

Chapter One

Be not afraid of greatness: some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust -upon them.  

~ William Shakespeare

Prologue  

"My name is Elsie Moranthè and I'm here to tell you the story of my life, not just mine but 3 other people as well: Luca Chèlou, Ethan Norallè and Aiden Demonskè. You may think my life is simple like everyone else's; but it's not, it was life changing. It may sound like a load of bullcrap, but I'm not here for your opinion, am I? You know the answer to that. Don't believe me? Go ahead and question my life, I have the battle scars to prove so much. If it weren't for me, you all will be dead by now. I'm so glad for you all to be here listening to our story, let me tell you all of us are here today." My speech was dragged on, introducing all of us, but everyone was determined for me just to get to my life story, and I was happy to tell them. We needed some recognition.

Chapter One

I laughed towards Amie, a physic? I couldn't believe this; my best friend wanted to bring me to a physic. I shook my head, before pushing the loose strands of my blonde hair behind my ear, my face in a pout. Amie's bright laughter lit up the whole shopping centre, her head nodding frantically.  

"Yes! I want to know about your future! Your hot husband, your wedding, children, I want to see if you don't knock me out of your life when we're older." I knew she was joking but she had that serious tone on, my face turning from happy to a frown. Though, I had a feeling she wanted to find out if I would still be seeing ghosts; yes, she knew about my little gift.  

"You know I'll never do that too you, we'll grow old together. I've made you this promise heaps of times; sometimes I think you don't trust me." I said, a teasing tone in my voice, although, what I said was true; I sometimes did think she didn't trust me, and if she didn't, what was I supposed to do?  

I hated it when Amie did those puppy dog eyes and stood there expectantly, I narrowed my eyes at her before stomping into the tent melodramatically. I heard Amie's squeal of success, I knew she'd be happy. The physic looked exactly like I thought she would: purple hair, hippie clothing, and fabric headbands. She had a crystal ball in front of her, she seemed kind of creepy to me. I forced a smile on my lips, even if I was freaked out, what happens if she found out that I could see ghosts? Pft, physics weren't real, they were, but most of them didn't work like that. The future is their area of expertise, even if I didn't believe anything they said was real. I looked behind me my smile turning into a frown, Amie was so pushy these days.  

"You can sit, I won't eat you." The physics' voice didn't help my fear of her.  

So I did sit, the chair was comfortable. It was soft under my buttocks, though it wasn't like my ones at home. I didn't show any signs that will tell this lady of how I felt to be in this unusual tent, I'm pretty sure she already knows. Amie sat down next to me, her eyes full of curiosity, full of anticipation. I wish I could show that much enthusiasm for this slightly frustrating event.  

"How would you like your readings to be read, miss?" The physic asked, and I had to admit, that was a very hard question. I wasn't even sure if I wanted one, okay, yes, I didn't want one but I was doing this for Amie.

Half an hour later, my reading was finished and I couldn't help but think everything through really well, I was also oblivious that three other kids were getting the same reading around the world. Our lives were starting to change and I had no idea. I walked out of the tent and Amie laughed, she saw my face and she knew that I had enjoyed it. I did but only a little, though I didn't totally believe what she had said to me. The future will unwrap when it comes; it wasn't already planned out for you. For anyone to see, you just have to wait and see. The night was starting, and my mother wouldn't be very happy if I got home really late, so we headed home. Laughing at memories that we had until the conversation turned off when I saw the multi-coloured gates. Amie and I hugged in a goodbye before I walked through the gates and towards the front door, which had opened to a silent living room. I was an only child, and that fate bored me, but a good thing was that I had just found out my mother was pregnant, soon enough I'd have a baby sibling, and I knew I'd get frustrated with the child most of the time but already I could feel the love in my body growing bigger just for that one child. We were all excited for the fact, and already had started planning things for the baby even if my mother's stomach had just started to grow. My parents had held a celebrating party to announce the pregnancy, the same way they had done for me, and of course everyone was glad and happy for the new child, actually, that's when I found out of my mother's pregnancy, here I was, thinking my parents had stopped having sex ages ago. I guess I was wrong. Hopefully, I wouldn't be kicked out of my families' lives, like others had. Unless they were just stories being told just to scare me. I didn't know quite yet if they scared me or not, or if they were true or not, but I guess I'll find out soon enough. I went to bed early that night, for no apparent reason whatsoever; I just felt the need to sleep. With the sleep came a present, not the most delightful present, a dream, of one thing in particular, death.

I didn't have a clue onto where I was, but all I could see was the bright glow of red, orange and yellow, and a heap of it. I realised with fear that the town was burning down, I screamed, no one seemed to hear me. What was I? A transparent ghost? I flew down to the ground . . . wait, flew? No, that wasn't right. People don't fly, not without planes at least. I glanced at the people beside me, and I realised one of them was my mother, the other figure was my father, and inside my mother's pale hands was a baby girl, I was nowhere in sight.  

"Oh, Dallas!" My mother was crying, no, bawling her eyes out. "Poor, Elsie! Our baby! Dying so young! In a fire! Why her, Dallas? Why her?" My mother wasn't screaming exactly, but she wasn't keeping quiet either. But what I couldn't understand is I was dead? I couldn't be I felt perfectly alive.  

I didn't wait to hear what my dad replied, I flew towards these three people who I hadn't seen in my entire life, they were fighting these ugly creatures with swords, no one seemed to see them, but I did, and they had seem me. In a second, the blond male threw a sword at me, on the side there was writing engraved in it, in messy calligraphy. I didn't bother deciphering it. "What do I do with it?" The person who threw the sword at me rolled his eyes and laughed, it was eerie.  

"Oh, come on, Elsie! This is no time for games! You're better at killing demons then all of us. What are you? Dead?" The male had said that with an amused laugh and I wanted to scream out in frustration. Was I dead or was I not?  

I walked, or glided, towards them, my hand grasping tightly in the handle of the sword, and it oddly fit in the size of my hands. I had no idea what I was doing, none, and what was I supposed to do other then swing the sword thing like a careless idiot? Up close the demons looked even more scarier then further away, but that usually was always the case, ugly looked further away, hideous up close. I rubbed my eyes, trying to get rid of scenery. I didn't even remember it was a dream, a stupid dream. I was too scared of the demons to realise I could let myself die - if I wasn't dead already - in the dream and wake up alive. I had lost concentration, in my day dreaming state, I managed to cut one of the demons arm off, but it also managed to pounce on me without me realising it.

I woke up screaming. Great, this is what I needed! Nightmares. Perfect.