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This is a one shot thing, based of a RP I have always wanted to do, but never could since no one is ever interested.

Also, there is a Gideon reference in here, the artist, you know, big horses. It's meant as a joke, and I really love his drawings, mostly the quality as I don't like hyper junk.

The beginning theme is Last Dinosaur by the pillows, and ending theme is The Only Exception by Paramore (I think that is there name) And yes, I do make up theme songs for my rp's.

My writing, when detailing someone, isn't just pointing out everything about them, but I want to get into the swing doing stories as if I wasn't writing, but someone else was, that way when I wanna detach myself from something I don't want to write, I can have those styles that aren't as personnel, if that makes sense. Basically be a different me for a bit.

The smoke was everywhere, it stung my eyes, hurt my throat, but worst of all was the stench. The stench of burning bodies. Hair enough is bad, but a body is, well, it is one of the one things that makes me gag to this day.

I guess I am getting ahead of myself, my name is Cody, I am seventeen years old, a bear, no real head fur, tubby, straight, a nerd, and I love it. I go to school, and then go to the local cemetary to help new ghosts find their way, and to fight the undead no matter what form they take.

The undead aren't a spawn of satan or soemthing, they are ghosts that inhabit something, if it is a new body, they become vampires, or, that's what we call them. (Notice I said we? That's a big deal later) If they take over a body and it's old and rotting, it's called a zombie. They don't need flesh to live, like vampires do, they are to far gone... Oh, and weres, were means human in some country or another, so it is a human, or human fur trapped in a animals body, like a werewolf, or a were bunny or were hippo... Or if you are my friend Jimmy, a were hamster. Also, animals don't need to be dead to be posessed, there souls are in there cells, unlike ours.

I know, really dumb, vague idea, but that is just how it goes.

Anyways, you don't care, if you have read my last journal entries on furbook (I doubt you have since the only friends on it are Sarah, Nix, Timmy, and Jimmy the rock and roll hamster) then you know all this.

I guess the day began like every other. I woke up at seven, having fallen asleep at around three the last morning, and got ready for school. Fighting evil keeps you up at night. Anyways, I feed Jimmy some remainder of my eggs and toast, giving him a thimble full of coffee, something I don't think a small hampster should have, and then go to school.

"CODY!!!!!" as soon as I here my name, and all those uneeded exclamation points, I know it's Fiona. She is this girl I like, a cheetah... Her hair is in a bob cut, has a green streak in her bangs, otherwise black hair, soft green eyes... The smile that always makes me happy... She is a lesbian damnit get it TOGETHER!

"H-hey!" I say turning on my heel to get tackled. The reason I mention the lesbion thing is, I love her... I mean, we were friends since second grade, and she always meant so much to me, but who do you think she went to when she came out? Me... It's always me...

"Aww, you need faster reflexes Cody, you could have been killed if I was an assasin or something." She says pouting, looking into my eyes.

"Yeah, well let's just hope no one calls for a hit on me, a ordinary boy with nothing interesting in his life." I can't help but smile. She had a small speech problem, my name specifically, she can't pronounce cody, she says Cod-eh.

"You know... I haven't seen Lily in a few days..." She says frowning. "I told her I just wanna be friends and she sais sure, then she just kinda dissapeared... and... I had a bad dream..." There were tears in Abby's eyes... "I dreamed she had hung herself and her body was swinging on a bridge..."

"Highly unlikely." I said rolling my eyes.

"Why do you say that?"

"We don't have any tall bridges around here." As soon as I said it, I regretted it, even though I don't think she heard me because some friends called her name. I know, it's sick humor, but when you fight the undead, who can blame you. You have to have a dark humor or you won't live.

School starts and is at lunch in a blur, mostly because I sleep through it all. My grades are good, I remember things better when I'm asleep anyways.

Anyways, here is our sitting arrangments, more or less, at the table.

Cody Nix

Abby Sarah

Nix and Sarah are dating. I dunno, I can't see them with anyone else, Nix is a tiger, a kind of slim build, a signature plaine green cap, and a lettermans jacket... you know the kind, you can tell just by looking at them they are the class clown... And Sarah... Well... She was a goth, I say WAS lightly, because she is still dark, she just wears bright clothes and such, but her room is black and purple, lots of poetry and tim burton stuff.

I know, a nerd friends with a jock and a cheerleader (Once again, Sarah is a pretty awesome person) well, we are friends for a reason. Way back, like, four years ago, a cult sarah was in were going to revive one of their leaders. I don't know how they found out that the dead can walk the earth, but they did, and they were going to use Nix to do it. Nix was a Decatur, like me, meaning he has special powers...

Anywhoo, they were going to off Nix so someone could take over his body and use his powers, long story short, Sarah had a change of heart and wouldn't help them with the ritual, I was there that night, kicked butt, been friends since.

"So, what are you guys doing tonight?" Abby asks sipping her soda, looking up at us. It's hard for her, I bet, being the odd one out. She want's to do things after school, I get that, but Nix has after school practice, Sarah has cheer leading, and I? Well, I sleep... Don't look at me like that, I go hang out with her sometimes... but most of the time I am just to tired, and I need the extra rest I can get, seeing as I stay out the longest.

"I have to go to town with my mom and dad, there getting new furniture." Nix says, good cover up.

"Well, I was thinking about joining the play, and need to practice lines." Sarah says, smart thinking.

"I need to... uh..." I say... FUCK I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO TELL HER!

"Uh what?" Abby asks eyeing me, readdy to jump on an excuse that isn't a real good. one.

"Masturbate." I say quickly. It shocks Abby. It shocks Sarah, Nix, The people at the table on the other side of mine, and Rock, that really buff killer whale that stalks me in school because he has a thing for chubs.

But the shock is a good thing, it gives me a chance to escape. It's just chaulked up as another one of my jokes and left alone, thank god, and I leave quickly.

I wish I could draw this out, tell you more about my life, my family, my other friends and school, but that isn't what this journal is for. If you want the normal one, go to my other furbook account, this one is for the undead.

As soon as the sun goes down, we're off, all four of us. Me, Sarah, Nix, and Timmy. Timmy is a fox, about twelve years old. I know, to young to be killing undead, but he has a stake in this, the soul of his brother.

We reach the cemetary at just around the same time. Despite what you think, the graves are empty, the only ones that aren't empty are the bodies of people who died happy with nothing holding them back... those are rare.

And we wait. It isn't long before the first one "pops" up. They spring out of the ground, or out of the woods, or if the cemetary is in the town, then from behind houses.

Our killing method is simple, baseball bats, metal ones, blessed with olive oil. I know, the cooking stuff? Well, when Noah sent out the dove, the dove came back with a olive leaf. Well, the idea of civilization must have sounded great, and the land must have been paradise, and that is what it signifies with the oil. We are knocking the paradise into them, if they won't go themselves.

The fights are in small bursts, which can last awhile. They don't bite, they hit, kick, slap, whatever they can muster with rotting bodies, and by the end of the night, ussually around two o'clock or sometimes twelve if were lucky, they stop comming.

But not tonight. Tonight, we got blessed with a vampire.

Lilly, noose around her neck.

CHAPTER TWO

We were about to head home when I heard it, the grun of something being lifted, and turned just in time to see a headstone being thrown my way. I hold my arms up, letting them get hit, my Decatur ability is a body made out of stone, well, not really, but the point is, I can take a beating that would kill others...

Anywhoo, There is Lilly, I met her once, so I knew here almost right away. Blond hair, pale skin, curvy body. Noose around her neck... You can imagine my shock. I mean, how would Abby have known?

"You... You son of a bitch... You took her from me!" I know it isn't Lily, the voice, it's wrong.

"No one took Abby from you." I say, trying to calm her down. Sometimes vampires can leave there body, realize they don't need to stay behind.

"No... Her... she was everything to me!" And with that, Vily attacked. (Cliched, but when we meet a vampire, and if we know their real names, we replace the first letter of their name with a V.)

It wasn't tough, I think Lily was anorexic, her bones were weak and her skull smashed with one swing of my bat... seeing as I can bench press more than any of the characters Gideon has ever drawn could, with that in mind it shouldn't take me any energy to break bones but still...

It's hard, killing a vam, especially one that is missing, one that wasn't buried. They want the body, they want to bury it. People want to see that person alive again, they want to wish that person a happy afterlife, but we can't do that. Vamps can regenerate, maybe not today or tommorrow, but it is better to burn them now then wait till after the funeral, only to find out they jumped out of their coffin and killed three people to feed on.

So we burned Lily's body. Timmy said the incantation and we watched, the smell is terrible, the heat intense, but we do it because this is the only good funeral, if you can call it that, that the person is going to get...

The body turns to ash. There is nothing left after a vamp is burned, and when we leave Timmy does one more incantation, all the damage done is repaired, it's like watching a time go backwards. The graves destroyed seem to repair themselves, the headstone that hit me seems the float in the air, back to its owner, and plop itself down...

And then we leave, with little good nights. I take Timmy home as me and Sarah take turns doing, and then go home myself.

And when I get there, Abby is waiting.

"Abigail?" I say slowly, biting my lower lip. She is just sitting there, here eyes fixated on the ground. "You guys... went out without me..." She said frowning. "I went to all of your houses, and all of you were gone..." She looks up. "If you hated me you could ha-"

"That's not it!" I cry out, blushing. "We just... we have to do something dangerous, something you can't..."

"I saw Lily today, after school... She... She looked so sad... I saw her from far away, and only for a moment... She said your name." I know immediatly, it was her ghost, don't ask me how.

"Cody... I know, I told you I was... well... you know, I liked girls... but... I think I love you."

DAMNIT! I know, wrong choice of thoughts, er, words, but I know, she is sad, she wants someone to be there for her, and I don't know if she will hate me or whatever after I say these words.

"I love you too, Abby, Since were were in second grade..."

I swallow hard as she gets closer to me, her eyes closed, lips perked, slowly our heads inch closer. I can smell alcohol on her breathe, and I know she is drunk, maybe she doesn't mean it, maybe she won't remember.

But it would be my first kiss, and I can't say no to it.

THE END.

Yeah... >.> Late plus Nyquile equals short lame story, but it has been a idea gnawing at me for awhile.

Why is Jimmy, a pet hamster, important?

What are Nix's Sarah's and Timmy's Decatur Powers?

How did Timmy meet the group?

Where are there parents during this?

On a scale of one to ten how hot is Abby?

Hot singles in your area are looking for you, care to meet them?

If anyone wants to know the answers, I'll tell 'em, but like I said, there will be no sequals, prequals, inbetweenquals, or behind the scenequals to this one.