The Grim Reaper and The Easter Bunny
“Uuhmm, well I would love to stay, but just I need to get something from here.” Py-Bun said as she scratched her side. “Although I forgot what it was.” She shrugged.
“Sorry if I made you forget, maybe a tour of the manor would jog your memory… I mean I might be after the same item…” Ire walked up the stairs, the grand hall decorated with tattered tapestries and cobwebs, “Home sweet home, make yourself comfortable, I will get the fire started… You are after all a guest.” Ire glanced over to the empty fire place and snapped, a white flame haunting the black void, “It is amazing what you can do with two months of solitude searching for RED documents…” Ire sat on a tattered couch, hands hovering above his mask. A sudden knock comes from the door, hard, rapid, threatening knocks, “WHO’S THERE!?” Ire calls out as he reaches for his scythe.
Py-Bun didn’t want to interrupt him. So she just sat on the couch still trying to recall what she was ordered to find in the manor. While she was waiting, a question popped up in her mind…. “For a Pyro, why does he reveal his face that easily?” She reserved the question in mind as she looked at the Blonde headed Pyro, wielding his weapon.
Ire flung open the door as a shot of lightning shot out across the sky, "Here are the documents you needed…" The owner of the voice was a silhouette of a man in the door way, his soulless voice continued, "You might want to look over them… there is some freaky stuff about this place… on how it can bring back the dead…" Ire refused the documents as he turned around, "Of course we come back to life we have a respawner here…" The man’s voice faded into the rain as Ire crouched by the white flames. "Crazy bastard…" muttered Ire as a tongue of white flame hovered like a wayward soul above his hand.