I could hear sobbing. But where from? I was surrounded by darkness, but soon everything became clear. I saw where I was. A graveyard. My family was here..my friends were here. Why?

I walked up to my mother and tried to tap her on the shoulder, but my hand went right through her. What the fuck? "Mom?" I asked softly, reciving no answer. I tried again, louder this time. Still, I got no reply. I stood there screaming at her, trying to get her to notice me but nothing worked. Why wasn't she listening? Why was everyone around me not noticing me yell? I gave up, walking forward, looking down at a closed casket.

"Mackenzy was a great girl. She had a good life. I don't know what made her want to take her own life." My stepfather's words floated throught the air.

Memories flooded back and I remember someone yelling at me. Screaming at me, fighting with me, being hit, and taking my anti-depressants that only my aunt knew about. I didn't mean to overdose, I guess it just happened. But.. who was I fighting with? I asked myself this several times before Randy came up to say a few things about me.

Randy! I broke things off with him because he cheated on me. We got into a fight and then smacked me several time before I locked myself in my room I took my pills because I was upset, not because I wanted to die. I'm 29! or was 29. I had a lot of shit that I wanted to do.

"Kenzy." An unfamiliar voice said. I jumped, turning around facing a guy with long red hair.

"Who are you?" I asked.

He shook his head. "Later. Come with me. We have..things to discuss." The man said as he lightly grabbed my arm and pulled me along with him.

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"I have to chose my fate?" I asked, very confused.

He nodded. "Not on your own, of course. we have chose a 'partner-in-crime' for you. His name is Jimmy and he's been waiting for three years for this. When you find him, your journey will begin."

I had so much to ask him, but he vanished before I could say a word. How in the hell am I supposed to find this 'Jimmy' guy, and what if he's a creep? What I don't understand is why he had to wait 3 years for him to find his fate, why I was his 'partner-in-crime'. Would we even get along?

I walked along the empty streets of Huntington Beach almost all day. Well, I think it was all day. Shrugging it off, I walked to the little park and saw someone sitting on a swing. I stepped on a twig, making a slight crunch noise, causing the person's head to snap up. We made eye contact and both of our eyes widened. He could see me?

"Hi!" He said jumping up. "I'm Jimmy, you must be Kenzy."

I nodded. "Yeah, that's me."

"I was told you..uh, passed last night." He spoke softly. "How did that happen?" He asked.

"I got in this huge fight with my boyfriend and he hit me a ouple times. When he left i took my anti-depressants and I guess I overdosed. It's not like I meant to." I looked at the ground. "My family thinks it was suicide."

"I died from accidental overdose while I had alcohol in my system." Jimmy told me, a slight lisp coming from his words.

"Oh. I'm sorry." I said awkwardly as I scrunched my eyebrows together. This guy seems really familiar. I shifted my gaze from the ground to my converse that had half a skull with wings on one tip of the shoe, and the other half on the other shoe. When my feet were together it made a-

Oh. My. God.

"You're The Rev!" I yelled, my head snapping up in amazement.

He gave me a sad smile and nodded. I couldn't help myself, I had to hug him. I mean, I have always wanted to meet him.

"Yay! Hugs!" Jimmy yelled and spund me around.I laughed and he set me back down.

"So, now what are we going to do?" I asked.

Jimmy shrugged, "The ginger guy said when we meet each other than our journey will begin."

Just as Jimmy said that, there was a weird flash of light and we were soon standing outside of a ten foot tall gate that was half gold, half red. Once again, the ginger appeared and placed his hand on the gate, pushing it open. He looked at us seriously, "When you walk through that gate, there is nno going back."

What the hell are we about to walk into?