I opened my eyes and found myself laying on the ground next to the spike pit. For a minute i thought it was all my imagination, or that Darren and Vancha saved me. But there was no feeling in my whole body. No wounds from the fight no cuts or bruises, nothing. I searched my surrounding and soon spotted the others. they were all crying. I got up and moved to them.
"Everyone why are you crying? We won the war we have no reason to cry. We should be celebrating!"
Then I noticed what they were all looking at. Me. It was me, but not quite me. It was my body. Impaled on stakes and burning from the fire. I now knew why they were not answering me, they could not see or hear me. I stood there and looked closely at myself. No heartbeat, no skin color, not even really skin i was clear and easily passable. I knew I was dead and all I was looking at was my soul. then I heard a familiar voice from across the way.
"hey fellas what cooking it smells good!" the voice came from Steve Leonard. "Hey Darren can I talk to you for a minute?"steve asked after a while.
"Stick it in your ear steve!"Darren snarl back.
"Come on your really going to kick yourself in the pants if you don't hear this," steve said with a wagging finger. Darren followed him to the side of the room. So did I. I listened in on the conversation and then out of nowhere I hear Steve Leonard, Darren and I's arch rival, say, "I AM THE VAMPANEZE LORD."
Then Steve's body-guard breathed the toxic gas into Darren's face. He collapsed. I ran for Steve and intended to ring his neck, but all my hope was gone when I passed right through him.
"Why?" I asked myself "Why am i still here, I thought I was good enough to go to paradise, Why am I stuck here forced to watch this?" I screamed.
"Because I knew you would want to watch this." I looked around, nobody. "Larten Crepsley, you are good enough for paradise, but I knew you would want to see the truth instead of finding out later." The voice said again.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"I have many names but you may call me Death, but do not fear for I am here only for you, Larten Crepsley, please just close your eyes and it will be over."
I hesitated, but I soon closed my eyes. Then my feet felt like they were not on the ground anymore, but I dare not open my eyes from fear of the voice. Soon I was sure I was floating, but then I lay still on a hard surface. Right then and there i could feel my body again. I was sore and tired and I just stayed still and sleeped, the ground was hard but it was better than the spiked pit, that was certain.