Mene Mene Tekel Upharsin

Sorry I haven't been on in like forever. It's been so hectic. I hate school -_- too much work but I'm going to have to get used to it. So today, I took my trip to Tech and I so want to do Commercial Art. I can't wait to do it :P Anyways, here's the next chapter XD I hipe you like it :D

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I sat outside the courtroom for what seemed to be hours. I kept hearing him scream everytime he answered a question or between intervals. I had gotten used to his screaming, my heart became numb as did my whole body. I couldn't even cry anymore. I'm like a zombie except I don't want to eat everyone's brains. Maybe if I leave to where no one could find me, maybe all of this pain could go away and no one would have to get hurt anymore. Maybe if I just give in, things would get better. No, stop thinking about that! It won't get better because Ville wouldn't be there and the children wouldn't know their parents if things turn out to Gaspards favor and everyone would be destroyed no matter what. All because of me.

If I had just given up after I thought Ville died, maybe all of this would not have happened. Or maybe if I hadn't made small talk with him when he bonked me on the head with the frisbee or maybe if I had just rejected him when he asked me out. Maybe? I sighed because I know that I would have fallen in love with him anyways. I know that he would not have given up on me if I had rejected him and he would have made the small talk. We are meant to be together, we're soul-mates.

But what is a soul-mate anyways when one of the pair is dead? Does Ville have a soul since he is basically death itself? Shouldn't love be just a little bit easier than it is? Did I do something to piss off the big man upstairs? Maybe I'm getting my just rewards for my awful past. Attempting suicide is a sin against God anyways and the Lord knows that I've attempted one too many times. Actually, eight times to be exact but who's counting? That is it probably. But why would God give me a horrible life like this? I mean, it's not completely horrible because I have Ville and the kids...for a short while anyways if things go bad. But Gerard's gone, I don't know where Morden is, I don't know where the present Sofia is, Ville is screaming again and I hate life right now, but they could get better right? Oh, I bet God does hate me.

Why am I blaming God though? I do have free-will and I did fall in love with Ville and not Gaspard and everything that has happened up until now has been nothing but choices that we all had to make, not God's. He's just simply there watching as one of his Angel's of Death goes psycho and another one trying to fight for his right to have a family without any "problems". It's not up to God anymore, is it? But what more can I do? What can I do and not mess up anymore lives while I'm doing it?

"Brandy," I heard Audrey's voice say from behind me. I jumped at the sound of her voice but turned around to see her lovely face. There was no emotion on her face, like when David was questioning Ville. But her eyes told a deep story to me. I guess my tears didn't go away after all. "We're meeting in The Dark Room for the verdict." Shr reached her hand out to me and I took it.

"I can't be in the court room but I can be there while they state the verdict?" My voice was dry and coarse but she understood me and nodded.

"It's your right to know what happens to you and your family. After all, it's your life too." She sighed and put her arms around me. I knew this position all too well. We're going to poof. But I can't enjoy it inless Ville's arms are around me and taking me to our park behind the cemetery. I never really understood why they put a cemetery behind a park. That always confused the hell out of me.

We were there in only a few seconds. No wonder they called it The Dark Room. It's pitch black in here. Audrey squeezed my hand and started to lead me forward. I tried not to fall over but I fail at walking in the dark. There is always something there for me to trip over. I felt my foot hit something and the floor gave out from under me and the floor jumped up to hit me in the face. But it didn't look much like a floor, since the whole room was the same shade of black. Before my face hit the darkness, I felt a pair of arms grab me before I hurt myself. They pulled me to my feet and cradled me in them like a baby. I knew who's arms they were.

"Ville, is that you?" I said, trying to make sure that it is him and not another trick. He kissed the top of my head and my cheek.

"Yes, yes it's me, my love." He whispered in my ear. I turned slowly and put my arms around his figure and put my head on his chest. I felt him wince and pulled back automatically.

"Am I hurting you?" My voice had gone up an octive.

"No! No, of course not!" He pulled me back into his arms and put me back into my position. He started to kiss the top of my head again, and as I looked up, my forehead, then my cheeks, and then my lips. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he lifted me off of the ground and kissed me once again. A bright light shined through the dark room and Ville put me back down on my feet. I turned and saw that all eyes were on us. Marilyn's brow was raised curiously and Gaspard's eyes look enraged. Haha. Both sides of the trial were on serparate sides with the three judges in the middle of the room. I realized that the floor we were standing on was lighted and that the walls were still that blackness that made me trip and nearly break myself on. In the middle of the room looked like a big tube that was tinted blue.

"We have heard both sides of the court today," Edgar Allan Poe began. He started to walk forward with his hands behind his back. He looked dignified but eerily spooky at the same time. I know Ville's favorite short story by Poe is "The Tell Tale Heart" so is mine. He's very inspiring to me, but he also holds the key to my future at this very moment. "The truth tells the most interesting stories. Both Reapers in love with a human woman and will do anything for her. Whether if it is destroying her happiness or rebuilding it again. But both have proven each others accusations, therefore, we have come up with no verdict." A small gasp rang throughout the room but everyone's poise and facial expression remained smooth and lifeless. "Oh, but that's not all," he said. He looked towards James and stepped back as James stepped forward with a wicked grin.

"We've seen and heard about how much you two love this woman so we thought of a little wicked way to serve justice for the both of you," Both Ville and Gaspard looked at me at the same time with a worried look on their faces. My heart started to beat heavily but I tried to remain clam. "What you two have put her through was no fair," he said in a soft tone. "But what we are about to commence is even more irrational and unnecessary than what you have put her through. But it is a test and a challenge and the loser of this challenge will be destroyed. The winner will get a fair life with her and the children and they will not be put on trial every again," James paused and looked back at the other judges and then at Gaspard and then Ville and me. "The name of the game is love and she will decide who she wants to be with for the rest of her life-"

"Well that's easy," I said, interupting James. All eyes were on me again which made me feel a little uncomfortable. "Ville, it's Ville and I want to be with him forever and always."

"No," said Mr.Dean. "That's not the way it's going to happen," My heart dropped into my stomach and Ville kissed the back of my head. "We're going to erase your memory of Ville and Gaspard. We're going to erase the emotions that you have toward them and we're going to send you to another town where your memory can not be jolted. You're going to have your kids but you will believe that they came from a one-night-stand and not from Ville. You will have no recollection of this when we send you back," I think I stopped breathing.

"Now," James continued. "They will remember everything. And by they, I mean Ville and Gaspard. And they will fight tooth and nail to get you to love them. And by fight, I mean for you to confess your love to one of them first. But," James looked at Ville and then Gaspard. "You cannot hurt each other, her, or any innocent person, Reaper, vapire, werewolf or any other being in this universe. You can fight dirty, like saying bad things about each other, but ultimately she will decide. And whoever she picks is innocent and whoever loses dies.

"We will let you have one other person help you to get her. They can be either dead or alive, it doesn't matter. So," James paused and grinned again. "Who do you guys pick? And please say their full name so it helps narrow down the list of the millions of people on the planet." James looked at Ville first.

"Gerard Arthur Way." He said clearly. I looked back at Ville with a smile on my face. Gerard knows me better than I know myself, and so does Ville. He's a good choice. And he'll be alive again. James nodded his head once and then looked at Gaspard. I looked at him as well and an evil smile stretched across his face.

"Alicia Way," He smiled. "Mikey's wife." My jaw clentched and I felt heat rush to my face. I do not want her in this at all. I've told myself over and over that I will not let her get mixed up into this. The only thing that I'd ever want her to do is watch the children, not help my enemy win my love. Evil Bastard. But of course, James nodded and his gaze was set on me.

"Brandy," He said calmly and sympathetically. "Please step into the tube." He pointed to the tinted blue tube in the middle of the room. I sighed and hesitated.

"You can do it, love," Ville said to me from behind. "We will find our love again." I felt the tears start to run down my face. I turned to him and threw my arms around his neck. I pulled back and started to kiss his lips. I held onto him tight and never wanted to let go.

"It's not fair." I cried to him. I felt my body shake with each sob and strange gasping sounds escaped my lips. "I will never ever stop loving you." I said as I felt a pair of arms pull me away from him. They were Marilyn's arms and surprisingly, she was gentle about it too.

"It's time, Brandy." She said softly to me. I sucked up all of my tears and let my emotions leave my face. She led me to the tube and helped my inside it. I gazed at everyone in the room and swallowed. Marilyn said good luck to me and stepped back away from the tube. I looked at Ville one last time and I saw his green eyes were foggy with tears. A bright ray of light blinded my eyes and then I was gone.

to be continued...

I need to ask a question....have any of you guys grieved for a person that you have never met? I don't mean a celebrity....just someone you heard about that died. Because it really sucks =/

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I sucked in my breath and the urge to scream and pry Ville form that horrid chair. I watched his face, twisted and contorted into pain and suffering. I couldn't look at his face but I couldn't look away. I felt helpless and useless. Sometimes I wish that I never feel in love with him, so that I wouldn't ever hurt him, or anyone else in my life. Maybe it should have been me who was "killed" by the drunk driver. That would have been a whole lot easier than this. I know that Ville would've moved on. Not like me who hung on to every last hope that he wasn't actually dead. I felt a hand rest on my shoulder. I tore my eyes away from Ville for a second and saw that it was Sofia's hand. I rested my hand on hers and turned my attention back to my Ville in just enough time to see that one of the other attorneys for the Reaper side stand up to start questioning my Ville.

"Alright, Mr.Boreanaz, six questions from your side will be asked and you will ask three," Edgar Allan Poe said in a huff of a breath. "Get started please."

David Boreanaz did as he was told and moved closer to Ville. He threw a glance at me with sympathy painted on his face. Most likely, he's just doing his job. I can see that he didn't want to be on the other side. He cleared his throat and his eyes settled on Ville who was still in pain. I refrained from crying again.

"Mr. Valo," David said in an all business-like voice. He paused, tightening his tie, then proceeded with the three questions. Not all at once though. I can see that all of the emotion that he had for us vansihed. His eyes were blank and his face was like stone. He looked like a real cut throat attorney. "Have you ever had any...murderous thoughts about Gaspard Ulliel, William Beckett or Chris Corner?" I looked at Audrey and Lauri who were writing down the questions eagerly. Ville gasped in pain again and then answered.

"Yes, yes I have...but-" he began but was interupted by another shot of pain. Sofia's grip became tighter on my shoulder and a tear spilled over my face. I hate seeing him in pain. I just hate it so much! My heart felt like it was suck up in my throat or like it had replaced my brain. I can hear, and feel, it thumping everywhere.

"Right," David sighed. I saw the bright eyes of the steroetypical Reaper statue beside Ville glow. David looked at it a second and continued onto his second question. This time, he straightened out his blazer with his hands. "Okay, so, Ville-If I may call you by your first name-Are you sure that William Beckett isn't the one behind. well, everything that had happened to you and your wife?" My eyes widened a bit and I saw Ville deliberating in his head. He still doesn't trust William, I can see that, and I guess I don't blame him. I mean, we thought for years that it was truly William behind everything, maybe it was him and maybe Gaspard is the decoy? But, do I really believe that? Does Ville really believe that?

Ville hesitated for a second before he spoke. "Yes, I-I'm sure." He stuttered. Another shot of pain raced through him and the statues eyes glowed again. I wonder why the statues eyes are glowing? Maybe, it's all connected to the chair? Is it the one inflicting Ville's pain? What does it mean?

"My last question, Ville." David said. He took a sip of the water on the table which he was standing at again. He dabbed his chin and looked back at Ville. "Have you, at any time during these past-eight years is it?-had any contact with any vampires?" Sofia's grip on my shoulder loosened and her hand feel right back to her lap. Gerard. Bill. Tom. Georg. Gustav. All of them, he has had contact with. But it wasn't anything bad. He wasn't helping them commit murders and he sure wasn't committing any type of treason against the Reaper community. He was helping them save me. He was helping them save my children.

"Yes, I have....ah!" Another pain, another glow of the eyes. I can't take this, I can't. Why can't it just be three questions and they let him go? I mean, he's going ot have to go through this for another nine questions (my attorneys have to question him still too), I don't think he's going to last that long. He's not looking so good. I wish I can take his place in the chair so he wouldn't have to go through any pain.

"Okay, Julian, you're turn." David said glumly as his partner stood up and straightened out his black suit. Julian looked more professional than David did. Well, he did play an attorney (and demon) on Charmed. Maybe he's used to it? Or maybe he doesn't like Ville or maybe he's just not on our side?

"Ville," Julian said with a strict voice. Ville's lips trembled, not with fear, but with pain. He looked like an innocent child who got blamed for eating the last cookie in the cookie jar and was being yelled at for it. I fought off another urge to jump up to him and free him from that unGodly thing. "Ville, have you ever helped any vampires fight a Reaper?" What kind of questions are these? They should know what happened! They should know that Gaspard was about to kidnap me and the future Gaspard was about to re-kidnap my future self!Ugh! And they're not going to let him explain anything! They don't want to know why.

"Yes, but I h-had....ah! God!" Ville screamed again. I bit down on my lip, causing it to bleed as he screamed again. I dared not to look at statue. I already knew that the eyes were glowing, and it really creeped me out.

"Huh. Isn't it true that your wife's best friend turned her into a vampire while she was still in a coma?" A gasp rang out through the Reaper audience and I felt many eyes look down at me with curiousity and disgust. Marilyn pounded that gavel thing down on the wood in front of her and ordered order in the court. Everyone shushed up to hear Ville's response. My eyes then met Ville's and he looked at me with fear. But fear for what? He looked down and hesitated.

"Yes." He said flatly as another pain shot through his veins and made him scream again. Outrage rang throughout the large room and after many minutes of trying to get order back again, the judges finally gave up as they saw the order could not be kept if there was a "vampire" in the room. And I wasn't even one anymore.

"QUIET!" James finally screamed, which echoed everywhere, and everyone became suddenly very quiet. Well, except for a few murmurs here and there. He looked at me with accusing eyes and snapped his fingers and two gaurds ctarted to walk toward me. And they were very---built. "Take her out of the courtroom at once."

"What?!" I finally screamed, jumping up from my chair. It flew back and hit the fence that was between Sofia and I. "You can't do that! I have to be here during this I have to!" The two large somebodies sudden;y grabbed me-one pinning back my arms by wrapping his arms around mine and my waist-and one grabbing my legs. I struggled to get free but failed. "I'm not even a va-"

"Quiet, Mrs.Valo or I will have you killed for just being in this courtroom!" James threatened through clentched teeth. The two guards had got to the door and through me out into the hallway. I hit the opposite wall with a loud bang and the doors closed bhind the two Reapers. I screamed as I heard Ville being tortured again by that evil chair. I heard more banging by the judges gavel and then everything became quiet. Everthing but Ville's screaming every few minutes.

I cried silently to myself while I waited for it all to be finsihed.

to be continued...

wow, another update! I decided to start my term paper tomorrow....no, I'm not procrastinating, I just need more help from my teacher. So, woo! lol

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There is only one word to describe the Reaper court: scary. The walls were tall and painted a dark color. Black, maybe a dark blue and there were many many balconies over looking the courts with hooded faces gazing down upon us. The floors were made out of a dark material--granite? Marble? I couldn't tell, the lights were way too dim for me to really examine everything. But the most terrifying thing about the court was the judges chairs or whatever it's called. They rose extremely high and were made out of dark wood. Lights shined on the front of them and threw hideous shadows around the walls in the back and the chair--the truth-telling one--was sitting right next to them and a statue of what Ville calls a "stereotypical" Reaper. One who is a skeleton with a sythe.

Ville sat next to me in the defendants table which was right in the front of the scary scenery. I could hear my heart pound in my ears and all thorughout my head. Sweat dewed on my forehead and I wanted this all to be over with. And court hasn't even begun yet. Sofia sat behind me, whispering to Atilla about something having to do with Chris. Oh no! What's going to happen to Chris and William? Do they have their own separate court dates or are their lives in the balance with this date as well? This is all my fault! Maybe if I had never fell in love with Ville, maybe this wouldn't be happening. I wouldn't mess up anyones life. But I want to love him and I want to be with him forever and always. And if you love somebody, then you never give up, even if it means screwing up other peoples lives.

"Honey, are you okay?" Ville whispered into my ear. I looked up at him and nodded my head. He didn't seem to believe me and he took my hand in his and squeezed it just like Lauri had back at Audrey's place. I wiped away tear that was hiding in the corner of my eye with my free hand. "It'll be okay, sweetie. It will all be okay." I nodded as Ville said that to me. It has to be okay, it just does.

"We're starting." Lauri said with a strange seriousness in his tone. Ville let go of my hand at once and I let it fall to my side. I looked up and saw Gaspard walk in with Aros right by his side. Gaspard wore almost the same outfit as Ville except he didn't have a white button-up shirt, he had a red one. How can someone so beautiful be so evil? I scowled at him as he walked by and Ville suddenly went rigid all over. Everything in the court suddenly went quiet. All the talking came to a stop. I would say that I could hear a pin across the room if one dropped, but something tells me that no one would dare drop a pin in this room to hear it clink.

"The judges are coming. Sit up straight and fold your hands on the table." Audrey whispered harshly to both Ville and I. We both did as we were told automatically. I straightened up and cracked my back. I was embarassed at the noise that it made. Sofia chuckled. I had meant to turn and glare at her, but my eyes were dead set on the judges stand. I heard them coming and I saw the shadows appear from the back. My jaw dropped.

"It can't be," I whispered mostly to myself. Ville gave me a 'shut up' look but I ignored him. At first, I thought I was hallucinating but even after I pinched myself I still couldn't believe what I was seeing. I turned to Audrey with a strange look of swe. "The judges are Marilyn Monroe, James Dean AND Edgar Allan Poe?" I squeaked in amazement. She nodded her but also shushed me. I can't believe this. This is amazing. I mean, they're Reapers but they died in real life didn't they? I mean, like they died and never came back? Maybe it was on purpose? Maybe they're the permanate Reaper judges?

"All rise for the honorable judges Marilyn Monroe, James Dean, and Edgar Allan Poe." We all rose, kind of like in the human courts, and then sat down as soon as we were motioned too by Marilyn. My mind was still trying to recover from this--this Reaper court weirdness. I mean, damn James Dean looks so hot.

"All right, let's get started. Shall we?" Marilyn said. Her lovely eyes scanned the audience behind all of us, and up above us, and then finally, her eyes scanned across the defendants table until she saw me. Her face became unreadable and she cocked one of her eyebrows. "Why is there a human in the courtroom, Miss Kitching?" She asked Audrey. Audrey stood up and stepped in front of the table.

"She's Mr.Valo's wife, ma'am."

"Oh. That's right. He's the married one." She smiled down at me and I felt my heart slow down a bit. Her face now looked warm and open. Maybe she'll be the one to set Ville free and let him home with me. I took Ville's hand this time and he smiled a bit. I can tell that he's nervous or frightened or both.

"Can we just get started?" James said with a sigh. He made me wonder if he had said 'Live Fast, Die Young, And Leave A Good Lookin' Corpse' after he became a Reaper? It wouldn't really surprise me, since his corpse is good looking and so is basically everyone's in this room, well, everyone who is a Reaper. Unfortunately for Atilla, Sofia, and I, we all will die old and wrinkled.

"All right, fine." Marylin said as she sunk back into her chair. "We call, Ville Hermanni Valo to the chair." My eyes gently looked up at Ville and I saw that he was giving me the 'I'm going to be fine' look. I let go of his hand and he started to head up towards the chair. I don't know why, but my heart started to pound again and my breath was fading away. Carefully, Ville sat down on the chair and at first, everything looked fine and I started to ask why I had been so afraid of the chair. But then, as Ville set his arms on the arm rests, metal cuffs sprang out around his wrists and around his torso. I heard myself gasp as I saw that the cuffs were burning just like the shackles in the jail cell. Ville screamed out in pain but everyone else looked calm. Scary-calm and all I wanted to do was scream.

to be continued...

Dude, I haven't written in like a million years. Yeah, I'm not starting my Term Paper until tomorrow so I thought I would post up a chapter tonight. There's a lot of shit going to be going on in these next ten weeks and it really sucks -_-

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Lauri, my second attorney and friend, came as my hair was drying and I was in a fresh pair of clothes. Audrey had cut my hair along with the dye and Sofia had decided to get a new hair-do too. I keep wondering where my Sofia is. You know, the one from this time. I could ask this Sofia, but something in my gut tells me that she wouldn't know. Without wanting too, I thought about future Gerard and how he told me that everything that I described didn't happen in his past. SO maybe, maybe that Gerard is alive in the future and maybe we can fix this. Maybe we can fix everything.

My mind started to wonder off again. I've been doing that a lot to avoid thinking of everything too much. I can't help but wonder where Tom, Bill, Georg and Gustav went. Did Gaspard kill them too? Or did they flee in time? Or maybe they weren't with Gerard at all, maybe they were with Sofia or Frank or Mikey. I hope they're safe. "Sof," I sad as Audrey pulled out her blow dryer to make my hair dry faster. Sofia looked up and I saw that her ice blue hair was finished and looking great. "Where are Boll, Tom, Georg and Gustav? Do you know?"

Sofia smiled and nodded her blue head, making her hair bounce a little. "They're watching over Kaiden and Desdemona with Mikey and Alicia of course. I asked them to after I found out about Gerard. They were happy to help in any way they can," She smiled and gazed at herself in the mirror. She was pleased with her new hairdo. "Bill actually sang Des back to sleep when she woke up crying. He has a really nice voice."

"But you really like Tom, don't you?" I said without my word filter. She chuckled and blushed with a slight nod of her head. She looked almost embarassed to admit it, but she did. I always had some way of knowing who she liked and she was always amazed by that.

"He's really sweet and adorable. And no, in the future, Chris and I aren't together anymore," And Sofia always knew when I was going to ask her obvious questions. I truly smiled for the first time in a few days. I remember back in High School when I like this guy named Kyle and she liked some guy named Jason. We would always gush about them like a lot of teenage girls would. I think Sof and Jason even went out for awhile, but it didn't work. He was too into himself and she did not like that at all.

Audrey turned the blow dryer on and made me jump. The noise of the damned thing seemed to drown out everything. I saw that Atilla and Lauri were talking in the living room. She was showing him the notes that Audrey wrote down and he looked at me every now and then with a sympathetic look on his face. He's so sweet and caring and I'm glad that he's one of my attorneys. A few minutes went by and Audrey finished my hair. I look so different with black hair. Red was more me and black just seemed to make me look...mysterious in a way. I like it.

Audrey, seeing the satisfied look on my face, smiled. "We have to leave in like twenty minutes to see Ville and Lucias in Lucias' Chambers. It won't take long and Gaspard won't be there. I have to get ready and then we'll leave." She said. She darted into her bedroom and closed the door gently. I slowly got up from the chair that I was sitting in and joined Atilla and Lauri in the living room; Sofia followed but lingered near the doorway. As soon as I sat down next to Lauri, he wrapped his arms around me in a hug.

"Thanks," I said as soon as he let go and pulled back. "I needed that." He smiled and patted my shoulder. His green eyes looked at my face with scrutiny. Lauri's facial expression turned serious and his eyes were hard with emotion.

"Brandy," He said firmly. "This is going to be a very hard trial and Reaper courts are not like Human courts. Reaper courts don't care about evidence, they don't care about anything other than the truth." He looked up at the ceiling like he was trying to figure how to explain something to me.

"If they don't care about evidence, then what do they look at to figure out the truth?" He looked down at the ground and only glanced at me for half a second. My heart started to skip beats. Nervous, I was nervous and I knwo we have evidence against Gaspard but the Reaper courts don't care. How will we win?

"They let both sides talk," Lauri finally said after a few minutes of him thinking. He took my hand in his and squeezed it. "They sit you in a chair and they let you talk. You see, the chair has it's own powers...It can make anyone tell the truth when they're sitting in it. Then the judges decide whether whoever the Defendant is is innocent or not. If they're innocent, then, well, they're set free. If they're not, then they will be hurt in the only way they can be hurt."

"By turning them human again and killing them, right?" I asked. I remembered Ville saying that if Reapers help their enemies-the vampires-then they get turned human again and killed. I'm hoping that he was wrong about that.

"In some cases, yes. But in Ville's case...the only thing that will hurt him is losing you and the kids," Lauri paused and sighed. "If we lose, he'll lose the three of you and the three of you will lose him."

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We waited patiently outside of Lucias' Chambers, waiting for him to invite us in. We came early just to be certain that we were there on time. I played with my thumbs, waiting for the doors to open and for us to go in and see Ville. I can't imagine not having him in my life orin the kids' life. I don't remember ever loving anyone the way that I love him and I will never love anyone else like that. Ever. But if Ville and I go on the chair that makes us tell the truth, then we'll have to win and Gaspard will be the loser and he'll be the one who gets hurt. And I want to be there to see that. I want him to get hurt like he hurt us. That damn bastard...

"Brandy," Sofia said lowly, breaking me free of my violent reverie. I looked up and I saw the door open and Atilla and Lauri going in. Audrey must already be in there. I stood up and held the letter I wrote for Ville in my hand. It was burning in my hand. Sofia let me in first and then she followed. The door closed gently behind her.

The first person I saw in the rom was Ville. I couldn't help but run to him and throw my arms around him. I noticed that he was wearing a black suit with a button-up white shirt and a black tie. And, no shackles or handcuffs were on him. I was relieved by that. He hugged me back and I slipped the letter into his pocket surreptiously. He pulled away and his green eyes started down at me while his fingers played with my new hair.

"You look so beautiful." She said with a sad voice. I placed my hand on his face and with my thumb, I stroked his cheek. He put his hand on mine and smiled.

"I really do hate to break this up, but we do have to go." Lucias said. I have never really gotten a good look at his features which were surprisingly--lovely. He had honey-colored hair and bright blue eyes that shined like a blue sun down on the Earth. He had very fair skin and a fierce bone structure that made me jealous. Were all Reapers gorgeous?

"Go? To court? Then why did we come here?" Sofia said with confusion in her lovely brown eyes. Lucias smiled a bit and muttered "witches" under his breath. But that confused me too. Why did we come here if we were only going to leave? I guess it's because maybe the Lawyers had to enter with their clients? Ville wrapped his lovely arms around me. I smiled and tried to move back after a couple seconds but he wouldn't let me go. I realized that we were leaving the Reaper way to the courts. I love poofing.

to be continued...

lol. I'm serious though because so much drama happens in my life, like my life is like a Soap Opera and it really sucks. Now there's drama between my sister and one of my best friends and ugh, I wish it will stop soon! And then there's drama with my other friend who is having a lot of problems and then she hangs out with people (not me, two chicks) who just use her! I'm so worried about her, it's not even funny. I'm so confused about a lot of things and when I try to help my friends, I can't think of anything to do besides hug them. I'm so lost in my own head, and caught in the drama, and I can't even help them. I hope things lighten up soon.

And I have to start doing my Term paper which will take me 10 weeks to do. I will try my best to be on here as much as I can but I also have to work on my paper AND my apparel design fashion project.

*sigh*

xoxo Brandy a.k.a. Mikey♥

My horoscope is right...I should pend a little time today to sort threw all of my worries and pains and clear my mind -_-

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"Rory, please take William and Chris back to their cells. Gaspard, take the ladies to Pruedence, please. I will be needing to talk to them later about this whole--- ordeal." This can't be happening. This can't be fucking happening. Does he not know that it was Gaspard behind the whole thing? Does he not know that he killed Gerard?! Lucias will probably reward him for that act, but Gaspards the one who tried to harm a fellow Reaper, not Ville. Villle would not do anything like that at all. BUt he's taking Ville away from me again. Where is he going now? Jail? The Box of Fear? He better not let Gaspard anywhere near him. And I'm not going anywhere with Gaspard either. He's going to try to kidnap me again. I know it, I just know it.

A grin grew upon Gaspards face as Lucias gave him his orders. Both Atilla and Sofia took their positions in front of me, as if to protect me or to stop me from attacking him. I looked over at Ville who had a forlorn look on his sweet, soft face. All I want is to hold him this time and to tell him everything will be okay and that we'll fix it. We have to. If we don't, it'll be like this forever. "Don't let him near them. Please Lucias, he'll hurt them. I swear it."

"No, Ville. He won't hurt them. He can protect him from William. They'll be safe, I promise you that, my boy." Lucias said with an aging voice.  As Ville started to protest, he flung his hand up in the air as if to wave off anymore words that came out of Ville's mouth. "We can talk about this in my office, Ville, if it makes you feel any better."

"It'll make me feel better if---" Ville had started to say but was cut off at the end by his sudden vanishing. I gasped in shock and fear. Where did he go? What did he do to my husband? Where is he? Lucias stepped toward me and placed his hand on my shoulder. His grip firmed and he whispered, "Aion tehdä kaikki kunnossa uudelleen. Vannon sen sinulle, aion tehdä kaikki kunnossa." I had no idea what he had said or what he had meant, but I knew it was in Finnish and I wish Ville was here to translate it for me.

Lucias stepped backward and puffed into the air like Ville always does. I felt my heart stop as I felt hands tug on my arm but I turned to see who it was and it was Sofia who was urgent and panicked. She pointed to Gaspard who still had the creeper grin on his face. He started to head towards me with his fists at his sides. I grabbed Sofia's and Atilla's hands and we ran like hell down the hallway. It was still really dark, minus the dom light from the candles, and we all stumbled every now and again. We came to another long hallway and ran until we were surrounded by nothing but doors. I leaned against a wall and sunk down onto the floor and sobbed.

I felt Sofia's comforting arms wrap around me in a supporting embrace. Atilla stood standing and staring at the door that I was leaning next to. My wrist still throbbed from earlier, but I don't mind. Pain, right now, is the only thing letting me know that I'm still alive. My children came to my mind. I saw their faces, they're older faces, and a shot of pain and sorrow swam through for them. Right now, they're parentless. I'm a horrible mother, such a horrible mother. Ville and I should be there for them right now. Changing their diapers, feeding them, playing with and singing them to sleep. At least I know that they're safe with Mikey and Alicia. I know they're taking care of them and doing everything that I can't. I hope I can be with them soon, with Ville at my side. But what if Ville and I...what if we die? Then I can never ever see my children, ever. I hope they know how much I love them, because I'll always love them. They need to know.

"Hey, I know who's room this is." Atilla said finally, cutting through my dreary reverie like a knife. Sofia and I stood up and looked at Atilla with a strange curiousity--and a little bit of hope. Atilla knocked on the door and patiently waited, rocking back and forth on her feet. Sofia and I both looked at each other and sighed. A little shout (saying "Coming!") came from the other side of the door. A few moments later, the door flew open and a pink haired woman stood in the door frame.

"Audrey Kitching?" I said in disbelief. She reguarded me with a slight smile and a shrug. Atilla smiled and asked Audrey if we all could come in to talk. As we enetered the room, we realized that it wasn't really a room at all, it was a house. With stairs and a living room and multiple bathrooms. From what I could see, the rooms were painted pink. Audrey had motioned us to sit in the living room, and we all did. Sofia was playing with the Hello Kitty lamp on one of the side tables.

"So, I heard about your situation," Audrey said, sipping a pink smoothie with her red colored lips. She set the smoothie down on her coffe table and pulled out a pad of paper and a cute garfield pen.

"You heard about what had just happened?" I asked with a large amount of confusion. She nodded her head and wrote something down on her pad of paper. "How did you find out?"

"News travels fast around here, sweetie. And Lucias made a quick stop here before he met with Ville in his office. Lucias wants me to be your Reaper attorney. I said yes but I know this is going to be a very tough case to work on. But I do have a partner in crime, but he's not here yet. I think you know him," she said, taking another sip of her smoothie. "Lauri Ylonen. He's the singer of The Rasmus. And he's so funny, and amazingly good at being a lawyer, well, a Reaper lawyer." My head felt light and my stomach felt like it did after I rode the Gravitron at the June Fete.

"Lauri is a Reaper? How come he never told me?"

"We're allowed to have our secrets, and plus, I do believe Ville knew. I don't think it's really that important for Lauri to tell you that he died and became a Reaper. But that's not important now, what's important is winning your case. I need to know everything that's happened in these last, what, eight years?" Audrey tapped on her pad of paper with a bit of excitement. "Come on, let's go."

"Um, no offense, but are you a really good attorney, like, really really good?" I asked with a small twinge of guilt.

"Yes, I am. Don't let the pink fool you, Brandy." She sighed. "Come on, let's get started." I nodded and spilled everything out at once. I told her about how Ville and I met, about my alternative past and then going back into the past to change the future. I told her about us thinking that it was William and then Ville and I getting married, Sofia supposedly dying...everything up until the moment when we ended up at her door. I had tears streaking my face and a knot in my chest. My children came to mind again. They need to knwo how much I love them and they need to know about everything that went on that might lead to our deaths, that is, if things don't go the way we plan. I know that it might be Ville who might be the only one killed if the court finds him guilty but something tells me that Gaspard will try to take me and that I might have to die to be free of him and to make sure they are safe.

After Atilla and Sofia both talked to Audrey, I asked Audrey for a piece of her notebook paper and a pen to write with. All that was on my mind right now was to let them know everything. It took an hour and a half to write three letters. One to the children to tell them about what happened. Another to Ville, so he can have if we lose. And the other is to my children again, telling them how much we love them. It reads:

"Dear Kaiden and Desdemona,

          I’m writing this right now with tears in my eyes and love in my heart. If you guys are reading this, then I’m probably gone, and your father is probably gone too. I just need to let you both know how much your father and I love you and that we’re both deeply sorry for not being there for you two. It brings such a great pain in my heart just to know that I’m not there to watch you guys grow up and love you like a mother should. You two deserve so much and I hope Mikey and Alicia are taking good care of you guys. I know they’re taking good care of you guys because they’ve taken good care of me through my toughest times.

          I just want you two to know how much your father and I love and care for you two. You know, your father was so excited when he found out that I was pregnant and when e found out that we were having twins. Your father is such a great and loving man and he loves the both of you with all of his heart. I do too. I love you both so much and it hurts me to write this. Please, take good care of each other and be who you want to be and do what you want to do (nothing too vulgar of course). The both of you are absolutely the best things that has ever happened to your father and I. We love you.

                                                                             Xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo,

                                                                                                Mom and Dad

                                                                             (Brandy and Ville Valo)"

I hid my letter to Ville in my jacket and held the other two in my hands. I turned to Sofia and handed her the letters. She looked down at them with confused brown eyes.

"What's this?" she asked in a whisper. She looked down at the letters and noticed who they were addressed to. "Brandy, you need to give these to them. Or you should never give these to them. You're going to be there and so is Ville." Angrily, she put the letters onto my lap and crossed her arms. She's so cute.

"Please," I whispered, taking her hand and putitng the letters in it again. "Just in case, Sofia, I need you to give these to them. It's very important." She thought for a moment and then nodded with a sigh. If things don't go our way, then I would go down knowing that my children know that their father and I love them.

"We need to make sure that Gaspard doesn't find us before the trial tomorrow morning," Atilla said with a definate tone. Audrey smiled and cocked her eyebrow in a way that made me fear for my hair.

"I can so take care of that." She smiled. She turned to me and said, "You'd look great with black hair."

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Sorry I haven't written in like a billion years again. For some reason, I've been having trouble getting this chapter...typed. You know? Like I know what's going to happen and I know what's going to be said, but it doesn't come out. But, I feellike typing it, like, I'm in the zone. But if it sucks, sorry lol

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My mind couldn't seem to process anything. Too much pain and too much...how could this happen? How could all of this happen? How coud I let it happen? I just--I just don't get it. I've been nothing but a good person. I've never deserved to be treated like this. But, why should I blame God or fate? Maybe I did bring this on myself? No, I didn't bring it on myself, I brought it on everything else. My insides twisted and turned like I was going to throw up, but that couldn't process either. All I could do was let the water stream down my face and let my mind blink in and out.

Ville had me pressed against his chest and he kept saying "It'll be okay. We can fix this, we can." But how can we fix this? How can this ever be okay? I've felt loss before, but never like this. At least Sofia didn't actually die. But, Gerard did. They did it, those twisted men--man---who claims that he loves me. Nobody who loved me would kill my best friend.

"Why would they kill him, Ville?" I choked out in a sob. I looked up at himwith blurry eyes and a wet face. He kissed the top of my forehead and pulled me closer to him. I felt him sigh and pull back.

"Do you know how to reverse vampirism?" he asked with a controlled tone. I shook my head no and he continued. "If you didn't drink any blood after your transformation, which you didn't. Then the only way to turn you human again is to dust the one who turned you. I'm sorry." Mechanically, I pulled my bloody hand to my neck and felt no wounds. I'm not a vampire anymore and that's why I can feel my heartbreaking.

"I don't mean to be rude, but we have to get out of here." Atilla cut in before I could ask Ville another question. But she was right, we had to leave. I can't risk anyone else dying. Sofia came up behind me and gave me a supporting hug.

"Brandy, let me heal those wounds." She said taking her hands in mind. She closed her eyes and little beams of light came out of her hands and onto mine. The wounds started to vanish and the blood retreating back into my skin but my wrist is still broken and it hurts like a bitch. "I'm sorry, I can't heal broken bones." I shrugged slightly and Ville took my good hand into his as soon as she released me.

"This way." he pointed ahead of us. Quietly (almost quietly, I was still sobbing), we stalked our way down the hallway. It was dark and surrounded by creepy dancing shadows. Nothing lit the hallways besides candles and torches. I wonder if anybody here knows what a lightbulb is? Ville had his free arm around my shoulder in a protective way. Whatever came out of those shadows, he will not let it hurt me, I know that.

"Sofia," I said after fifteen minutes of silence. "Where's the present you? Like, you...now..." My voice trailed off at the end as I thought I wasn't making any sense. She chuckled awkwardly and shrugged.

"I don't remember this part of my past. Because this isn't really my past, if you understand. It happened, differently." I knew what she was talking about. Future Gerard told me that everything had happened differently as well. None of this is effecting the future? Then maybe the future Gerard is not dead. No, don't think about it right now. Just don't think about it. But I can't help it. I can't help seeing his face in my mind. I wonder if he knows that Lyn-Z is pregnant? Or, I mean, knew, I wonder if he knew that she's pregnant. I think I ruined the future I wanted for Morden. Little Morden...

"Wait," I said sharply, causing everyone to stop and turn to look at me. With the strange dancing light on their faces, it makes everything look like a stupid horror movie that everyone loves because everyone dies in a stupid way. "What happened to Morden? You know, Gerard and Lyn-Z's future son? I know it was him before he went with you and future Ville to come back here. So where is he? And where is prudence?"

"I don't think we should worry about that right now." William said with a serious face. "We have to get out of here."

"Not without my dead best friends son." Ville nodded along in agreement but all the others looked at me with sympathetic faces.

"It's---not a good idea for that, Brandy," Sofia started. "William is right. We have to get out of here and save all of friends who he might be hurting right now. We can aklways come back." She sighed and looked down. "And plus, he's the future Morden, not the little fetus."

"It doesn't matter, Sof. He's still a kid and I--" Ville clasped his hand over my mouth and looked up at the ceiling. The others automatically shut up and did the same. With his arm around my shoulder and his hand over my mouth, Ville pulled me closer to him again and backed us both up against the wall. The others moved back too but I had failed to see the reason why. Until, I looked up myself and saw that the ceiling was rippling like when you throw a rock across a lake and it made a million little ripples in the water. Figures moved down slowly and lightly hit the ground. I recognized one of them immediately. The other two were hooded and I could not make out their faces.

"Lucias, Rory what on Earth is going on?" Ville asked in shear astonishment. But my eyes weren't on Lucias or Rory. Gaspard was standing behind the two with a devious smile on his perfect face. I want to kill him so much.Ville's grip had gotten tighter around me. I think he sees him too.

"Rory, Gaspard. Please take Chris and William back into Reaper custody." Lucias said with sudden authority. He walked closer to Ville and I with no smile on his face or in his grey eyes.  Inches away from us, he stopped and Ville's hand dropped from my nouth so I could breathe.

"I'm sorry," Lucias began as real emotion seeped up through his skin. "I'm sorry, Ville. I'm afraid I have to arrest you too."

"What?" I screeched. "Why?" Ville clamped his hand over my mouth again, but all I could do was roll my eyes.

"He helped our enemies, had freed two criminals, and tried to harm a fellow Reaper. I'm sorry, but you've broken the law and this needs to be taken care of." Lucias looked down at me with deep sympathy and pity. "You will be put on trial immediately. I should let you know, that if you are found guilty--the consequences will be extreme..."

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sorry of it's REALLY crappy. My mom made me cut it off at here because she needs to go on the computer... =/

Yes, a cat. Mostly because cats can just fuck another cat and then leave. No, I haven't have sex, I am virgin and I am proud. But still, I don't really think that there's any emotional attachment between two cats after they...you know. But guys, oh my goodness, they confuse me so much. I mean, they're nice to you and then they tell other people that they like you and then they fricken don't make any effort to talk to you or anything! What the heck?! It pisses me off! And here's me thinking that I'm too ugly for him -_- I mean, I'm not that good looking, but do looks really matter? And you know what's funny? I now have class with one of the guys I like and *sigh* This is going to be fun, right? Wrong, it's like I'm not there -_-

But with the other guy I like, he's nice and all and he at least acknowledges me, but I think he likes someone else. Why do I always like the guys who don't like me back? This, I will never know. And for some reason, I think I'm going to die alone. I always think that for some reason. Dude, I wanna slap some guy now....lol.