Who Are You?

Part 1: Pilot

^ I drew Mathew for you guys ^

Mathew's P.O.V.

I woke up from my half slumber to a text I got from my best friend, Tyler

Tyler: sorry.

Me: What, Why?

Tyler: i just can't anymore

Me: Tyler calm down it's going to be ok, im coming

As I sent him that I was getting ready to rush to his house, he lived two blocks away so it wasn't that far. Tyler, my best friend, didn't always have the best emotional state and has done irrational things before so I was genuinely terrified. I quickly grabbed a hoodie putting it on as I sprinted to Tyler's house. Houses flashing past me as I ran to the muddy green, house. Walking up the steps to his front door I noticed all the lights off except one, the bathroom.

"Shit"

I grabbed the spare key they hid in an obviously fake rock that was at the side of the door. I unlocked the door and walked into the dark house. I knew his house like the back of my hand so I didn't even have to think about where I was going, I ran down the hall, fake happy portraits flew past. Tyler was never happy but he always tried to make others happy and that's why we were friends, he was so kind. I turned to the second door to the left and opened the bathroom door. I looked into the bathroom, the sink was to the left along with Tyler and a hand full of pills, the dark blue walls set a depressing mood. Then I saw him, a dark hooded figure stood over Tyler.

Who was he? What was he doing here? How could he just stand there not doing anything?

I couldn't help but get mad at this guy. I could feel my cheeks flush with rage.

Hooded figure P.O.V.

    I could feel another presence in the room, I turned around locking eyes with a boy, his face red with rage staring right into my soul, or the lack thereof. His hair was messy and  blond, his light brown eyes staring at me,

Wait me?

No, he couldn't be, nobody should be able to see me except for the soul I'm about to take.

I looked at him questioningly, scanning his face carefully, his eyes almost looked golden as the bathroom light reflected on them with a hint of emerald green around his iris.

Suddenly he came towards me at a quick pace, his fist clenched as it hit my face. I felt a throbbing pain, burning on my cheek.

He punched me. I stood there amazed, slowly bringing my hand to my now bruised cheek.

Not only could he see me, but he could touch me as well.

"Who are you!" A stern but soft voice echoed through my ears, I blinked a few times before realizing the boy said it. I just stared at him not knowing what to do and he stared back, but not in confusion like me but in rage." um-" a voice that sounded weak and raspy like it had been crying for hours, which, looking over to who said it, it had.

Tyler, the soul I was supposed to collect by 11:53 tonight,

"Who are ... or" he paused "what are you?" Tyler said still as weak as before his voice trembling as he looked at me, fear, I knew that look anywhere.

"Psychopomp" I replied bluntly looking into the poor boy's eyes, the ice blue color contrasting with the red color around his eyes from crying.

"You've got to be kidding me? Who the fuck do you think I am?" a voice snarled from the blonde haired boy making me jump, remembering he was here and
could see me.

I sighed, realizing I now had to explain to them what I am.

I really hated talking my voice always sounded hoarse and dead, usually scaring the weak souls.

"I have many names coming from all kinds of religions" I continued "Reaper, Death, Ankou, Dullahan, morte, Hel-" I stopped to look at them, both of them looking at me fearful and confused. I gave one more deep sigh " I basically am here to guide Tyler here's soul to the realm of unconsciousness" I stated.

"So basically-" the blonde haired boy paused, his brown eyes suddenly widened glaring up at me " You're here to kill him!" he snapped in an almost threatening tone. "No I'm not going to lay a hand on him I'm just here to send his soul to where it belongs when it leaves." I proclaimed calmly hoping he would calm down.

Suddenly I realized that Tyler was no longer here well, at least his soul wasn't. I noticed his soul behind the blonde haired boy and started to go past him bumping into him hard.

"Shit" I hissed loudly remembering this boy and I could touch.