There's always something
Hello.
This is my first story here, so I hope that you like.
If not you can let me know and I'll do my best to improve.
Now enough of that,
On with the story!
A small, white sports car was coming out of a local donut shop, inside 2 friends, Josh and James, ride with Josh's house as a destination. James was more than exited, his best friend's sister was having a birthday party and he had the hots for her dad, so he didn't notice the red light he ran or the semi he crashed into.
James was the first to awake, as he stood up he noticed......
Nothing, there was just an emptiness and lack of everything. It was just him and his friend. Suddenly a red glow surrounded his friend and he vanished, leaving him alone.
- I see you're awake. That's good, I was worried you'd be in worse shape than you looked.
Came a voice.
James looked around, in an attempt to find the source of the voice, but all he saw was the same emptiness he saw when he awoke. So he tried a different approach.
Hello? Who's there?
Hello. Your name's James, correct?
Y....yes.
Good. Now if you'd be so kind as to turn around.
With some doubt in his mind he did as the voice asked, and turned around.
He immediately got the scare of his life, and landed on his ass.
In front of James was a tall, 7 ft tall figure.
His first thought was to run and hide, but quickly remembered that there was nowhere to hide. He braced for the worse, but nothing. The figure just stood there, like a statue, or a doll.
Relax James, it won't hurt you. After all, that is you.
M.....me? What do you mean me?
I mean that the figure in front of you, IS you.
To say James was confused would be an understatement, but knowing that he wouldn't be hurt he proceeded to inspect the figure more carefully.
It was visibly taller than him, him being a smallish 4'5" and the figure an even 7'. A closer inspection revealed that it had some features he had missed, a long, bushy tail, and sharp claws. As he inspected it he remembered.
Where's my friend?
I'm afraid he's in Hell.
Hell? A.....am i......
No. You're in neither Heaven nor Hell. You're in Limbo.
What does that mean exactly?
It means that you were neither good nor bad. And since I'm in no mood to deal with deciding where you go, I'm gonna give you a chance to get into either.
W.....what do you mean?
I mean that you'll wake up as a survivor of the crash.
Ok..... What does that have to do with that?
James said pointing at the figure.
Well that's part of a favor I wanted to ask. You see I find life on earth dull and boring. Even though angels and demons battle constantly, humans don't see those fights at all. So I want to send someone that can turn the tide of the war. You pick who you help, and who you fight, I won't intervene. The only catch being that the fighting is done in that body, and that you are accompanied by an angel and a demon. What do you say?
Let me see if I get this straight. You want me to fight against angels and demons, for your entertainment? You realize I'll look like an idiot, right?
Not at all. Whenever you encounter an opponent it will become visible, to you and others.
And if I refuse?
We'll let the coin decide. Heads you go to Heaven, Tails you go to Hell, Side you will do as I say and be forced to do it anyway with no reward in the end.
Nice to know you're flexible. Well I have nothing better to do, but before I make my choice, I'd like to meet the 2 'companions' I will have.
But of course.
As the voice said that, 2 more forms appeared. One was sleek and feminine looking, bluish-white fur, green eyes, and feline appearance. While the other was more robust, well defined muscles, purple-black fur, white eyes, and canine appearance.
- Hello. My name is Beat. I'm your angel guide.
Said the canine figure.
- Name's Shade. I'm a demon, nuff said.
Said the feline.
Nice to meet you both, I guess. So what now? Do I just randomly wakeup at the hospital or something?
Silly human. Things don't work that way. For starters, do you accept the deal I've offered?
I accept.
Good. Boys, do your thing.
As the voice said that the canine and feline took hold of his limbs. The canine taking the left, and the feline the right. Before he had any time to think, a burning sensation rushed over James' body. He tried to get away but found his strength sucked out of him, the only thing keeping him upright were the 2 figures holding him. He looked around and saw that some weird markings were crawling up his arms. The pain proved to be too much for him, before passing out he heard the voice again.
- From now on your name is Chriss
The end