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The doors had opened to the creepy chambers of the old house. It was a strange place to invite people to a party, and nobody knew what was to happen yet.

The guests, being told to arrive at the scene of the party promptly at 6, all stood shivering in the main halls of the forgotten house, each one wondering when the fun would begin. This place was definitely not the ideal place for such a love fest to be held as the invitations had stated, but it certainly was creepy enough for the dead. Not many knew why death and love had been linked together in such wording upon their invitations, but as the doors to creaked open and a few rats scurried for cover their doubts soon turned to fears.

Within the newly opened room lay rows upon rows of coffins. Spider webs hung here and there to mark how unused this particular room was in the household. The dust, thick and black, covered almost every inch of the room it could reach. Even the ceiling contained a nice layer of dust.

The guests all stood in a huddle looking into this room of death, each in their own mind wondering if they would ever return to this world from the world beyond as the letter had promised. But the letter had also spoke of a grand party beyond, and so far no grand party had been found yet.

Making her way through the crowd, the smallish female figure weaved in and out of the nearly frozen party-goers to the front of the pack. She had no fear of death herself, but moreso welcomed it with her lifestyle. In the past Death had meant new life, so there was no fear of a new sort of death. It meant being with those she had spend most of her afterlife with anyways, and a chance to escape the lust for blood for just an evening. So as she got to the front she slowed her rushed pace so she was merely strolling into the room. Her movements were fluid and she took the first coffin she came to. As if she had done such a thing in the past she lifted the lid up and slid it to the side before climbing in feet first and laying down. It was not as comfortable as her casket at home, but it was a final resting place nonetheless. Using her free hands she tugged on the side of the wooden lid to pull it down over her body and to close the coffin. Sighing she closed her eyes and felt her body drift off into a sleep of sorts.

Watching what the woman had done several more guests decided to copy her. One being the father and son figures of the dragon realm, who seemed not quite as terrified as some of the other living creatures, but were still weary of the whole thing. The party had been hosted by Anid after all, and he was known for his sneaky behavior. That and his laziness. Moving to the next vacant coffin Azerol lifted the lid to find dirt within the coffin as well. Shrugging he climbed in and closed the lid to start the process of death.

Kahn stalled as his father effortlessly climbed in and closed the lid. He was having second thoughts about all of this because he was the last shaman alive now. Would something happen if he were to lay down and die tonight? There had to always be a balance of shamans and reapers in the world, and this could throw the world out of balance for the night. But he shook the dark thoughts from his mind and had some faith in the world. They will survive on their own tonight, he told himself as he opened his own coffin and climbed in with some effort. He did not know how Nar knew how to get into a coffin so easily, but now he did not care because he had gotten in his and closed the lid. Struggling to find a comfortable position he resorted to laying on his back in a death-like fashion and resting his hands on his chest. Slowly he felt darkness creep into his vision as he dozed off.

Feeling lighter than before Nar sat upright out of her coffin and listened to the light music from afar. It seemed to beckon those who had passed over to the halls where the party would be held, so she stood up and looked back at her coffin before nearly running towards the sound of the music. As she turned the corner of the long stretch of coffins she came to a door where the music was playing. Her hand found the knob in the darkness and she turned it to let the light flood into the darkened room. A feeling of giddiness took over as she slid through the door and into the nicely decorated room. The spirits of those past were already there waiting, and they seemed to be having a good time by themselves.

Both the dragons rose slowly from their coffins and looked at each other. It was a weird feeling to be dead, but they would get used to it soon. The music called to them and the light that streamed in from the opened door served as a beacon to where the party was. Kahn rose first and lent a hand to his father to help him up before creeping across the room to where Nar was standing in the doorway. As he looked out at the people in the room and the decor, Kahn commented softly, "Wow....some party. What to do first?" He looked at Nar as if waiting for a response.

Nar's eyes scanned the area well for certain people, and when she found them she nearly squealed in delight. Forgetting all about Kahn beside her she trotted over to her familiars as fast as the dress she wore would let her and was immediately greeted by her friends.

Raziel turned as he heard light footsteps quickly approaching them and found Nar running towards them. "Nar!" he chirped as raced to meet her and picked her up in a hug. The two spun around a bit, giggling and laughing in glee to be with one another again. When he set her down he pressed a deep kiss onto the woman's lips and held her tight against him. Letting go he nuzzled her forehead and whispered, "I knew you would come. Now we are one once more."

Giggling, Nar brushed a strand of hair from Raziel's face and replied, "we will always be one with each other, Razzie. And soon we will all walk the world again. Just wait and see." She let Raziel go and turned to the next man who stood waiting for her.

Jumping up and down the orange haired man took Nar's hands and led her in a goofy bouncing game. The two laughed with one another, both carefree of what was going on around them. "Ah, love is in the air! And I cannot wait till the real party begins! Oh, how I love parties!" he chortled as he danced about happily.

"Me too, Herman. So wonderful to be here with you as well," she giggled as she pressed a kiss on the giddy man's cheek. As she stopped bouncing she felt hands wrap around her torso and squeeze gently. Turning her head she was face to face with Kashmir, who beamed back at her. "Hello, old friend. It seems like I was just talking to you not too long ago," she grinned as she pressed a kiss on the man's cheek as well.

"Likewise, Miss Lee," the ex-god teased as he rubbed his head against hers in an affectionate way. He began to sway back and forth as he turned his gaze from Nar to the man in the doorway that she had come with. "I do not believe your lover enjoys this sort of affection for you," he cooed as he rested his chin gently on her shoulder. The way the man stood watching he assumed this was the Kahn she spoke of before. Had he not given off the stench of a shaman maybe he would have been open to meeting this man.

Nar followed Kashmir's gaze to the door where Kahn stood watching, but she shrugged and replied, "it matters not what he thinks. We had a spat awhile ago so we are not really with one another right now. And being free gives me reign to see whoever I want whenever I want and do whatever I want."

Kashmir chuckled and replied softly, "well in that case we shall ignore him. And if he bothers you tonight we shall see that he gets a personal meeting with the vampire ancients." He kissed the ear of the small woman before backing up and turning her gently so she was close to the last ancient.

Letting herself be guided Nar froze in place as she stood before Nickolas. He looked both classy and sexy in his party attire, but by the way he stood with his arms crossed on his chest he gave a presence of authority that demanded respect. She wanted more than anything to just tackle her twin and be happy, but she knew how he was when it came to showing affection. So instead she held out a hand and cleared her throat before saying, "Brother."

Nodding his head towards his sister and her way of addressing him, he bypassed the handshake and stepped forward to wrap his arms around Nar. "Sister, how wonderful to see you," he replied warmly as he held his sister close and ran a hand through her hair. He looked out over the other ancients who had gathered close and gave a small smirk.

"Likewise, Nickolas," she purred as she buried her face into her brother's chest and closed her eyes. She felt safe and warm here, a feeling she had not received for some time. It was a feeling she only got when being held by her other half. Slowly withdrawing from her comfort zone she looked up at Nick and nipped at his chin gently.

Nickolas chuckled and tilted his head so he could look down at his sister. He pressed a kiss on her lips and danced about them with his tongue before withdrawing and letting his arms fall from around her. His body was filled with warmth and he felt like a complete creature once again. "So, now we are one again," he addressed the others with a smile. "And soon to be amongst the living again too. But for tonight let us enjoy ourselves and catch up on the old times."

The group moved together towards a section of the room with comfortable chairs and each took up a spot somewhere. Nickolas, being one of high stature in the group, took up the most comfortable chair he could find before propping his feet up. Herman also took a nearby chair with a footrest and made himself comfortable. Raziel and Kashmir took up spots on the couch and motioned for Nar to join them. Giggling, Nar came over and perched in Raziel's lap. She patted her own lap and Kashmir lay his head in it so Nar could play with his hair. The whole group seemed happy and they began to share stories with one another like old friends.

Kahn, who had watched all of this from his spot in the door, stood dumbstruck at the sudden mood change of the woman he thought he knew well. "Well....so much for us spending time together...." he mumbled under his breath as he entered the room and headed nowhere in particular. His blue features stood out amongst the dead spirits and he found that he could not shake his shaman form while amongst the dead. Maybe that is why she does not want to be near me. Here the dead can see shaman from reaper, and she does not want to associate with me, he thought sadly as he approached Hathern and Anid.

((wow...sorry guys for the long first post. Hopefully my other posts will not be as long... lol ))

Azerol walked through the rows of coffins as if he were waiting for someone in particular. He had seen Kira come out already, along with a few other familiar faces, but when he heard the thump from a coffin a few rows up and some whining he knew that Cozen had arrived. Chuckling to himself he crossed through the rows with great strides till he stood nearby the boy and his father. Both looked dashing in their party garb, and he was not sure which one to greet first. Ah, well....let instincts guide you tonight, he told himself as he sauntered up behind Chaos and gave the man a most playful lick on the cheek. "Thought you would be here, and indeed I was right. Welcome to the other side," Azerol purred in Chaos' ear as he could feel the red swirls become vibrant in his hair here. Though the years of not moving between worlds had dulled his senses, the apparent shaman blood in his veins could not be denied in this world. Looking down into the coffin at Cozen the dragon king smirked and offered another hand to help the boy up by. After taking such a hit he was bound to need as much help as he could get.

Kahn nodded and smiled at Hathern as he approached, "good evening to you too, Hathern. Lovely party you have set up here." He rested a hand on the man's shoulder, then looked back towards the group that Nar was with. Something told him that there would be time to talk to her later about things, so he would just bide his time until then. Turning his head back he smiled at Hathern and asked, "how is the king? He looks rather out of it right now."

Chaos gave a chuckle to his soon to be son in laws unusual greeting. Perhaps I dressed to well. He couldn't help but grin as Azerol to offered out his hand, in which Chaos retrieved his own and placed it in a pocket. "Nice hair, and thanks?" Chaos patted the other mans shoulder. "I will meet you guys inside." He nodded to his son's as he took leave of the two.

"Ah, don't speak of him in such a manor! Anid may look out, but he isn't. He is listening, thats what he does." Hathern had lowered his voice to a whisper. But coming back up to his normal voice he gave a nod. "Yes indeed, the party's set up... nothing fancy, but then again this was just sprung on me as I entered the room and it looked like crap." He had lowered his voice again, and held up fingers, and counted down from three. As he held no more fingers left, he heard what he knew he would.

"Bah! Thats your own damn fault you lazy a**!" Anid stretched, and then hung his head and arms from the chair. Looking at the upside down figures of Hathern and Kahn, the king smiled. "Youngling! I thought I had heard that voice before!" He twisted his body and landed out of his chair on his feet and faced the two men. "Glad you chose to come." He grinned though, one that was of amusement more then joy.

Cozen gave a nod to his father. "Alright." After Chaos had left, Cozen stopped rubbing his forehead, and patted down his hair a bit before taking up Azerol's out stretched hand. "Thanks, Azi." He grinned as he used the man's help to stand and step from the box. He like tongued him... Azerol tongued my dad! That... that... ew.... He gave a nervous laugh. "Ah, at least we are not in the middle of the party right?" He colored again as he rubbed his arm with his hand.

Popping into the room, Shadow looked around to see a nearly vacant room with coffins in it. "Oh how charming. It's like a valentine nightmare." With a short chuckle, the fox put the peice of paper that had been the random invite and took one of the one's in the corner--farther away from the rest and still open. Slipping inside, he pulled the cover over and turned over onto his side, comfortable. Hmmph...if I'm not careful, I might fall asleep and won't wake up until someone finds me...and then I'll be buried in this coffin. Well, it saves on funeral bills. Another chuckle and his eyes slipped closed, allowing him to fall asleep.

Waking up a second later--or so it seemed-- Shadow pushed the top off of him and sat up to louder sounds of people talking--some he knew, some he had to try and place a name too. He shook his brown hair and fixed the black collar of the shirt he was wearing. Standing up, the small vulpine blinked rapidly, before shaking his head again, clearing the sleepies that had accumulated.

Cozen giggled as he listened to the simple and yet so entertaining words that came form the elder man. Enjoyable thoughts! He grinned as he squirmed his own hands so they were now around the man and let himself settle into the warmth of the other being. He said something, but it was mumbled from his face being buried into Azerol.

Anid gave a loud laugh at that. "Damn s**t they are, but no, I feel their spirits here." He gave a small turn of his head. "Chaos is there, in the red top hat... and little blue must not of entered yet..." He gave a small hum as he looked over the group. He then broke out in a small laugh of entertainment. "So many dead idiotic fools... Ah what people will do in moder times for a party."

Hathern smirked as Anid was being himself around the boy, in which ment he felt comfortable with Kahn. He wasn't being an a** to him yet, but in time Hathern bet that Anid would find something repetitive to do to Kahn to show his approval. It was like the slapping of the side of the head and the nick name of Lazy a** that Hathern received from the king.

Kira had made her way into the main rooms and from group to group not really knowing any one. I guess this is one disadvantage of being a maid... you don't know those who normally attend parties! She gave a small pat to her dress as she set up a determined mind set to enjoy the night. She continued to walk casually around the room.

Chaos turned to the young man and gave a grin. "Good to see you as well, puppet master." He tipped his hat slightly, and took a look around. "Hopefully when I died, it wasn't for ever. I am surely not done with living my life." He gave a small chuckle.