Oh Please.

Not Necromancy.

Each and everyone started showing up at Tate's house that night. You could feel the excitement in the air.
"It's sad that Drave had to work tonight." Cleo pouted as she sat next to Tate's dog. Everyone nodded in agreement.
"I didn't even know she had a job." Misha stood by the TV.
"I didn't either." Tate pushed him to the couch. A knock along with a ring of the door bell filled the hallway near them.
"You guys get comfortable, I will go get the pizza." Tate smiled and twirled to the door. Danny was the first to follow. He thought Tate needed a good prank after scaring him with the mind reader joke. Everyone followed soon after, each head peering behind the wall to watch. When Tate opened the door, the pizza delivery boy held up a knife. It was clearly a plastic fork but to Tate, anything is a weapon. In a sudden movement she was behind him with the fork to his throat. She whispered something in his ear that sent him into a shocked state. She smiled right before slashing his throat. Blood squirting in every direction the boy dropped the pizza any fell to the ground, gasping in agony.
Everyone just stood there. Silence filled the air. It was a moment when they finally moved. Danny held back the puke burning up his throat. Misha stood still, shock resigned across his face. Cleo just rolled her eyes as she retreated to the couch to pet the dog. Tate looked up to Danny and smiled.

"What the f*ck Tate?" He stepped forward.

"What? He threatened me." She pointed down to his lifeless body.

"With a plastic fork! It was a prank! I set it up!" He yelled with force. Tate looked taken back.

"Then it's your fault." She shifted her finger to point at him instead. Danny looked taken back this time. Misha came to his side at this time. He just stared at the body.

"You look like you never seen a dead body before." Tate giggled towards Misha's absently expression.

"No... It's not that. The pizza..." He cried out. With the sudden realization they all cried in sync.

"What are we going to do about him?" Cleo appeared from the darkness with her arms crossed.

"Help me carry him to my room." Tate began to lift his arms. They all agreed and did just that. Cleo stayed back to clean up the evidence of any type of violence. When they stumbled into her room, they noticed how dark it was. That the only light was long candles placed across the floor in a pattern along with some sort of black salt. Tate ordered them to set him in the middle of the star pattern.

"Wait. Why do you have this just set up?" Misha looked up at Tate's dark shadow.

"Is this not what you do at a slumber party?" She asked innocently.

"Okay, I finished cleaning it up." Cleo entered the room after a few minutes. Everyone sat around the star. Cleo joined at one of the points. They waited for a couple more minutes. Ognie entered the room with a nervous laugh.

"You guys in here?" She asked stumbling towards the candles. "Sorry I took too long in the bathroom. I found your soap collection and had to try everyone of them. What did I miss?"

"Don't you just love the lavender lily one?" Tate smiled.

"I do!" She laughed.

"Take a seat here." Tate shone a light towards the spot. She sat obliviously aware to the situation.

"First we call a demon to help us on our journey through Necromancy." Tate bowed her head. She chanted words and cut into her palm. She squeezed her blood onto the lifeless body infront of her. The room filled with light and a green mist flowed around them. A figure appeared next to Misha.

"Hello, My name is Drave and I will be your demon for the night." She bowed.

"Drave? This is your part time job?" Cleo squinted her eyes.

"Oh hey guys! Yeah, it pays the bills. What's up?" She scanned the room. Spotting the dead body. "You killed someone!? Without me?" She looked betrayed.

"Trust me, it wasn't planned." Danny rolled his eyes. Drave kneeled to the body and placed her hand to his chest. Ognie started to piece the pieces together. Panic intruded her heart. Drave closed her eyes and muttered some words. The body lifted on it's own. The lifeless body had a soul again. Drave stood and laughed, raising her arms up and yelling, "It's alive!"

The boy looked up to her and huffed, "Did you just call me an It? How dare you. It's 2019, you know." He stood up and walked away. Everyone just started at the door. Ognie fainted by now. The silence crawled back.

"So, who wants some popcorn?" Tate smiled. A smile crept across Drave face. They raced to the kitchen in laughter.
Danny looked at Misha.

"What the f*ck just happened?"