Pulled By Strings

Deal

        The warm breeze brushed along my cold skin in the dark of the night. I could only imagine that the moon was shining on the wood floor. My electric blue eyes now had a white haze over them. I only saw darkness. Oh, I wish to see the sun and the urge to see the color red. I yearned for it thou there was no explanation to why i did. I had lust to make the people who did this me to make them pay. I wanted to feel there screams of pleading and crying.

        Silently I shook the feeling and turned over in the bed. What's wrong with me? I guess I'm not getting any sleep tonight. Out of no where I felt a poisonous presence in the room. Like a dark storm cloud had been draped over my head. I felt like I was screwed. Slowly a rough bumpy arm lifted me from the warmth of the blankets. I smelled decay and blood. Like a morgue was now built into my room. For one thing was for sure. I'm dead as a skinned horse.

        Fear surged through my veins as I awaited for my doom. It never came... Slowly I loosened up. What kind of drugs was I taking today? I tried to see I tried so hard my head pounded in anger. " Go away.. Please or just kill me already. I might die of old age." A raspy chuckle emerged from the creatures throat. " Now, why would I do that? You'd be pretty useful." I nearly snorted. " Me? Useful? Don't make laugh now."

        The air in the room shifted. " You underestimate me? Lord Zalgo?! I should have you mounted on the wall... None of the less I have a much greater future in mind for you. Your coming when ether you like it or not." Oh, he just didn't.... " What's in it for me Oh high and might Dumboarddore" He growled in anguish. I like this. I was nearly on the verge of laughing. What's gotten into me? He's practically lucifer and I'm egging him one. I need to stop... But this is fun. " I was going to restore something you yearn for but I can just slaughter you instead."

        I slightly jumped. " No, No need to do that." I heard a satisfied grunt. " How many fingers am I holding up?" (Oh, ho ho ho he just went there didn't he) I growled loudly. " You little--" He cut me off. " My point exactly. You come work for me. I'll grant you sight" Ok, caught my attention now. " What kind of work.?" I didn't want to expect anything my job could involve me dieing every single day. That would be stupid of me. " Basic work in the underworld. Few extra side jobs. It varies. What do you say kid? i don't have all day."

        " Well, Will I live in the Underworld?" I felt him nod. " You'll live with my other errand runner. everything you need is already there." So if his other one is alive everything should be ok. I mean the worst that ca happen is that I die. Which I have no fear of. " Ok, your own Mr. Dumbboarddoor" He hisses and sets me down. Untieing a cloth that was over my eyes? Since when was that there? I swear if that was all I had to do I will go berserk.

        The mirror in front of me shock me a lot. I was fairly short. (Thought I was tall? Your wrong) Bright green eyes and shockly red hair. " Since when was I a red head?" I saw small fangs protrude from my mouth. " Since when did I have fangs?"  He grinned and grabbed my arm. " Just a perk of being a creature of the night." With that I was whisked off and stood in a small apartment. I gazed out the window into the sky. It was red. The color I've been waiting for. Yes, I love it.

        A hand touched my shoulder causing me to jump and hit my head against the window. " Oh, I'm sorry." I met face to face with a boy. Well more like face to chest. I was like a little tiny barbie doll compared to him. I mean being only five feet. I noticed his brown hair and oddly glowing green maybe hazel eyes. Then the little small fangs of his." You must be the girl Lord Zalgo was talking about. He smiled lightly. I rubbed my sore head. " Yeah, I guess so." He gazes at my hair like it was some alien life form. " Yeah, I know I look like Satan." He lightly laughs. " Eh, it's not so bad." I felt heat in my face but managed to hide it. At least i think i did. " T-thanks"

        " So.. um what's your name?" I gazed up at him. " It's Amanda, Mandy, Panda, whatever you want to call me. I'm called so many different things." He goes to a thinks face and smiles brightly. " I'm gonna call you Red." I sigh. " Oh, very clever." He ruffled my hair. " I think it fits." I grumble curses. " So mystery man what's your name?" He laughs. " It's Nine.. Nine Lives." I smile. " I'll call you Nine because I'm a nice person." He snorted. "Ok, Misses egging on Zalgo he so could of spontasley decombusted you right there" I snapped my attention towards him. " You little stalker" A statstifyed smug was plastered to his face. Oh, I see how this is he just gonna annoy me. Well two can play at this game.

        " Well I know who won't be on the special friend list." I plopped on the old dusty couch. " Oh, really Red? Oh Really" He sat on top of me I groaned and tried to push him off. " Get off of me you ugly little hamster." He gazed at me. " Is that what you really came up with?" I nodded and yawned. " well I'm going to bed." He pointed to the door. " Bed room is right there." I nod and walk off. At least this room isn't infested with the smell of meat. ( Yep, vegetarian here) I plop onto the bed snuggling into the blankets. 

 The sunlight or whatever the underworld had slips into the room and wakes me up. I open my eyes to once again to see Nine. "Good morning Red." I scream loudly and shove him off the bed. He laughs. "Good morning to you to" He gets up. "What are you doing in my bed'" He looks confused. "There's only one bed." I shudder. "Well that explains why I thought a dog was sleeping with me." He gasps. "Kidding Nine." He throws me some clothes. "Hurry up were gonna be late."