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A/N - Okay this is my third fic on ffl (second one bombed so I had to delete it *sniffle*) so I'm attempting a third one, which is pretty damn much a Dead Like Me fic but LP & co... If ya don't know, Dead Like Me is about a girl named George who dies in a freak accident and becomes a Reaper with a host of other colourful characters. Tis very funny but have only seen episode one and two so stick with me. Okay here goes... :S

*Chapter One*

You never know when death will hit.

It's like gambling. I mean you can never tell if they're bluffing, and sometimes it's hard to tell if you're bluffing.

You can never tell if you're just going to drop dead while you're shopping with your mum or, maybe, when you're a hundred and seven and you can't use the toilet properly anymore.

It's like, if you're told you have two months left of your life to live, you won't know if after that two months you might have two extra days.

People who commit suicide are different, they choose their moment of death although it won't always go to plan. Plus you can never really tell your exact moment of death. The moment you realise there isn't a white tunnel, there's just a whole lotta black.

/Ever get the feeling you've been cheated/

I saw an episode of Six Feet Under once where Nate had made this friend while he was helping him sign his last wishes etc. Anyway, he had promised to be there every day because this guy, who was suffering from pancreatic cancer, felt like he was totally and utterly alone.

In his last few moments he started yelling out that he couldn't see a white light, he didn't want to go, he couldn't let go.

I'm not a particularly cry worthy person but that one scene made me break down. I didn't want to feel like that at all. But I knew that I wouldn't want to go if I faced death.

I was eighteen when I saw that episode. Eighteen when I realised how lonely it would feel. That was the year I saw Donnie Darko. When Donnie Darko met Roberta Sparrow and she leaned over and whispered in his ear

Everyone dies alone

Yeah so they may be movies and t.v. So maybe I over-reacted but I'm the experienced one here. You're the one who still breathes oxygen and enjoys long walks along the beach. Okay so not everyone does that but it's the kinda cheesy thing I just had to say.

And before you ask, yes I am dead.

/I'm trapped in this world, lonely and fading/

I cannot pass over, however, until I have passed my quota. I have no idea when this will be but I will know when I see them.

You see I'm a Reaper. I reap souls as they die and allow them to pass over. You become a Reaper when you are another Reapers last reap. Sounds complicated doesn't it?

However you meet the strangest people... I work with the strangest people.

You should get to know me right? I don't blame you, I mean here I am talking about a ton of stuff... I'm sorry if I've melted your brain. I'm also sorry for the person who'll have to clean it up.

Well my name is Bradford Phillip Delson, but I prefer Brad. I'm nineteen and I died about two weeks ago in a car crash.

It was a pretty normal day. I had just been to the cinema with my little sister and my dad and I noticed some girl looking at me through the whole damn movie.

Afterwards I walked up to her. She was a little taller than me and had long blonde hair in pigtails. I remember thinking that she looked like an angel.

She asked me what my name was and I said it was Brad. I heard my dad calling so I turned and walked away but I felt her hand brush past my hair.

Shrugging it off as the wind I got in the car and about five minutes later I was dead. It was that quick.

My sister, who was sixteen, was telling me that she was going to be the best damn journalist the world had ever seen. A rock journalist like my parents had both been. I had merely nodded and tried to tune into the song on the radio.

/I watched a change in you. It’s like you never had wings. Now you feel so alive. I've watched you change/

Deftones, a fucking amazing band. And a fucking amazing song... Change (In The House Of Flies).

And then there was a head on collision with a broken down truck. Never would've know what was happening but I remember singing the song in my head. The crash was so quick I didn't realise I was going to die.

I didn't feel any pain, but I remember suddenly being face to face with a young man with dark spiky hair. Standing next to him was a purple haired girl who was bobbing along to music. She smiled at me and looked at her friend

'Mike... Uh I think you may need to help Brad'

'Right sorry. I'm Mike and this is Kali... I'm not sure how to tell you this but you're dead'

Now that really melted my brain. I mean there I was, at the cinema and suddenly I'm dead and talking to strangers who can see that I'm dead

'I'm only nineteen... Why am I dead? Okay this is some warped joke right? haha very funny now where's my sister... Where's my dad?'

In a way I was really pissed. I mean I didn't even get the chance to cry out because there wasn't a white tunnel and I didn't even get to fucking see if there was or not!

'Your family are probably on the way to the hospital right now. You were in a car crash but they survived'

'Oh great... Well that just adds to it doesn't? I mean hey you just died but your family are alive and well' I flexed my hands into fists 'So what's next? Do I get to go to the other side? Or was I a bad boy? Am I forever scorned to stay in Hell'

Mike sighed and massaged his temples

'Just love that sarcasm kid... But you're not going anywhere, well yet anyway'

'What the fuck does that mean? Spit it out!'

Kali took off her headphones and rolled her eyes

'You are now a Reaper. Charlie, who took your soul, was also a Reaper except she had reaped all that she could. You were her last'

'She was the angel at the cinema?' Mike laughed

'I wouldn't call her an angel but yeah she was'

'So what is my job again?'

'To reap the souls out of the dead. You know those tall figures in black robes and scythes? Yeah that's you'

'And if I wasn't Charlie's last... Would I have passed on?'

Kali nodded

'Yeah you would've been gone like that' She snapped her fingers and I looked up at the sky. Just fucking great.

I looked at them and sighed

'So where do we go now?' Mike scratched his arm

'Well we can start out slow and let you meet the others, or you can come with us and watch some reapin' in action' I grimaced

'Let's meet the others'

Mike grinned the most amazing grin I have ever seen and walked off... I followed Mike and Kali came behind.

I just wanted to know what was going on... I was completely, totally, fantasically, retardly and utterly confizzled beyond my wildest dreams.

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A/N - There ya go... fairy cakes for reviewers and I really hope people will actually read this one *fingers crossed* I wrote this to an amazing soundtrack which I will prolly post on my livejournal when it's up -_-. Lots of huggles! CeejxXxXx p.s when stuff is surrounded by // they're song lyrics or quotes I've picked up along the way.