death's request

Zoey walked through the woods.She had to get out before..."Rawr!" It screamed behind her. She knew it was happening again. You think you know ghosts? well they arent just the dead, they are death's servants. If he tells them to fetch a soul they will. Death was picky about  the souls. Not too good, but not too bad either. Zoey was right up his cave.

  His servant knew this so he chased her across all the way to Death's palace. Zoey had put up a fight, throwing bread, powder, and even her favorite hat had to be thrown. The beast had bruises all over, but his eyes glowed in anger at her. Her picked her up, engulfing her in his body.

  Zoey passed out from lack of oxygen, and was taken out from his body and taken to death. "Ron's Essence, you did perfect," Death said grinning. "I needed a new wife."

Zoey woke up in a lavished room. She knew it was happening as the fortune teller had for told. She ran to the door, just noticing she was in a black gown. She knew that the only way to escape was to do the spell....the spell that would kill her. Or she would marry Death itself. Live for eternity with death or die and be with your love forever. But she knew the gown was not a gown but a servant in disguise. The gown knocked her out before she got to the door.

 She awoke by death, chained to a stake. 'Now I can burn your soul so it never existed, Death said grinning, his teeth dripping venom, "or you can marry me. you choice." I murmured the spell. Death turned pale. He knew what I was doing. I was asking for his name from his previous wife. Names have power over the owner of the name. "I name you Evil Essence, the Lord of Evil, And Chaos! He wailed in pain, as he shrinked into a cricket.

 I now rule the dead with Vander, for I died doing but lived in my essence. I know all about the dead. Fear Zoey Sierra for she knows the most terrible deaths!!!