Those That Come in Through the Window

Chapter One:

How do you describe dying? Well, to me, it always felt like I was falling through syrup. Slowly sinking into darkness, into a never ending pit. It's happened once before. That time when Scarface pushed me off of the tower. I remember the rushing of the wind, a jolting of pure pain. I could have sworn at that moment, that all the bones in my body were broken, including those tiny ones in your ears that everyone always forgets about. Then sinking. The pavement seemed to wrap itself around my consciousness, dulling my senses. And the pain. For that much, I was grateful.

But here I am again. Falling. This time into a now-bloodstained carpet. And the worst part? Brian is on top of me, his dead weight seeming to keep me from dropping fully into the darkness. Brian, who I am pretty sure I just killed. A single tear falls down my cheek, blurring my already fading vision.

The darkness seems stronger by the second, and Bastet is calling. She sounds slightly irritated. The soft, black hands of death cover my resisting eyes, and, once again, I am at the home of my Mother Goddess, the creator of our race, Bastet.

She looks at me, her eyes showing great love tinged with slight disapproval.

"You are getting blood on the floor." I look down and realize that my sluggishly bleeding bullet holes are indeed making a bit of a mess. Frantically, I glance around for a bandage. Not finding one, I start to move towards ripping my shirt. Bastet rolls her eyes and snaps. The wounds stop bleeding and the edges pull together. Tiny stitches appear in golden thread. There are three metallic flatters as the bullets drop to the floor. I look up in wonder.

"It's the least I could do for my Chosen. But mind you, I don't want to have to do that again." I continue to stare at her. She sighs. "Enough. We need to talk about your love life, young one, before you go back to the world of the living. I give you your perfect mate, and you go on and chose a human? Someone who you very well know you can't be with? Can't have a relationship with? Can't even kiss?" Tears start to flow as, once again, I realize that Brian is dead. Because of me. Me and my cursed ancestry. Bastet continues to rant for some time, not seeming to notice that I am no longer listening.

"My dear, whatever is the matter?" She looks vaguely concerned. Suddenly she scowls. "This is about that Brian boy isn't it. I'm sorry dear. He's dead." I start crying harder. I had killed him. I knew it. I had been right all along. "You didn't kill him, you know that right? It's a special reaction from a poison they give all Order members. If they kiss anyone, even a human, who is not treated with the same poison, they die. It's a way to keep members from eloping randomly. If a member wants to date a non-Order, there are temporary precautions they can use. They just have to go through their leader first." As her words slowly sink in, I start to feel better. Maybe I wasn't entirely at fault...

Suddenly, realization hits me. She had said 'Perfect mate'. What was that about? Who was that about?

"Wait. You said perfect mate." She smiles at me. Her eyes look almost mischievous in the soft light that filters in.

"You'll just have to find out, won't you?"

"What? You won't tell me?"

"I hope not to see you here for a while, Chloe. Goodbye." I feel myself start to fall again as her smiling face fades. It's funny how you're always falling, but never rising...

A/N: So hello! This is my first Fanfic ever. I'm a really bad writer, but my English teacher says I'm a brilliant editor and reviser, so maybe this will work out too. Eventually. Sorry it's so very short…

If you haven't guessed, I'm a die-hard Team Alek fan. You know, 'Perfect Mate' and all...

I was really upset when they canceled the show. I had watched them all on Netflix after I missed the original showings. During the finale I found that I couldn't stop yelling at the television (-.-'')...

Anyway, I'm not going to set a quota for any of my chapters. That's just wrong. I also promise that if I ever do abandon a story, very unlikely, but possible, I will tell you, not just leave it hanging. No promises on updating everyday though. I'm lying on my bed typing on my phone at 12:21 pm. I probably won't be doing this every night.

So please Review if you have the time. It might take you maybe thirty seconds.

Now Alek, tell the good people goodnight.

Alek: Goodnight! Missy wants you to be a good child and always drink your milk and eat your vegetables. And ~scowls~ always go to school. Anything else?

Me: ~In heaven~ No, no... You're wonderful. Beautiful. Perfect.

Chloe: Back off lady, He's mine.

Me: Oh yeah? ~grabs pillow~ I'll probably be back tomorrow. I'm going to go kill Chloe. Kk bai!