the world dimmed, the sky screamed out with millions of voices as a thudding pain hammered into his skull and visions of a towering glowing tree filled his shut eyes
'...it hurts'
the first words that echoed in his mind, his face on a pool of blood and his sight blurry, then he suddenly jerks up stumbling off the chair onto the cold, dirty, blood stained floor as a voice whispered into his mind one name
' Ethan Kendrick'
He turned around questioning who had just spoken but saw nobody else in the moonlit room, slowly he had made his way towards the closest reflective surface he could find,
a shattered mirror on the wall besides a well-made bed, his brows rose in shock and his heart thudded faster and the sides of his mouth lowered arcing down,his brown skin Turning mildly pale as he reached for his cheeks
"This body...it isn't mine"
he muttered in disbelief before rushing to open the window only to see a a moon as red as blood illuminating its crimson light onto the dark foggy town that surrounds a massive black tower, and a small chuckle of disbelief escaped his lips
"I am just dreaming any moment now I'll wake up back in my comfort room seating on my chair near my computer, that's right all this is just a bad dream from playing to much video games"
But then it hits him the pain hammering his skull, the memories of Ethan Kendrick and he staggered back grabbing the sides of his head only to feel a wet fluid coming out which made his skin crawl and spine shiver
slowly he moved his hands away from his sides and towards his gaze as the sight of warm blood immediately makes him sick, walking back to the mirror he gently moved the messy gray hairs on his sides revealing a small hole straight through his skull which was slowly putting itself back together by same magical intervention
he froze, not in shock but in pure bone chilling horror, a cold hand rested on his shoulder and a voice that simultaneously came from everywhere whisper one name to him
"Ethan"
he quickly spun around to find no one behind him only the table and chair in which he had first woke, blood stained with a notebook and revolver placed to the side
Ethan or the person now in possession his body slowly walks to the table and placing a hand on the notebook slowly opening the pages and reading the content within in stopping on the last date
'June 24, 1854, the church has caught on to mine and the Marvins' affairs it is only a matter of time before they discover my blasphemous deeds against the goddess and sentence me to death, oh goddess why has it come to this, one must surrender their own life in order to be spared a fate worse than death but be assured I will not leave this world alone for all followers of...the order will follow in the cold embrace of death'
Slowly he went back to the first page and written in smooth sharp cursive was the dairy's owner
Ethan Kendrick
It was clear whoever Ethan was and whatever he did put him and the people around him In great danger
stunned by this revelation he slowly closed the book and pinched himself but the pained and hopeless expression that edged itself onto his face made it clear this wasn't a dream
"I'm..... I'm not him.... I'm not Ethan Kendrick.I'm just Nate" He weeps quietly while looking at Ethan's hands or rather his hands, trembling and unsteady then grabbed the revolver in order to examine the barrel
One shot,clean through the skull...it wasn't murder it was suicide or worse... whatever the case one thought filled his mind,leave the house immediately and don't look back and grabbing whatever he could,the blood stained note book,the revolver and the Brown coat hanging on the bed side
He prepared to leave but a horrid stench like rotting Flesh or dead fish filled his nose causing him to recoil and cover his mouth as well as desperately search for its origin then his eyes locked on the exit, oak wooden door with ornamenting
Step...step...step he slowly steps towards the door each one measured and unsure,his hand grasps the cold bronze handle and with a loud creak the door is slowly open
on the other side a hallway with stairs leading to the rooms underneath as well as mutilated corpses and intestines across the floor and ceiling,headless bodies arched over the rails of the stairs and there heads lining the hall sides
Colouring the hall a deeper crimson then the red moon's light and the smell of rotten Flesh and blood filling the air
Nate holding back bitter vomit stepped back his knees seemed to shake but his thoughts drifted in wonder of what had transpired in this house before Ethan's suicide and what could have done this to so many people
Nate mustering what little courage he had, took a step forward then another as he began walking out into the hallway,the sickening sound of the blood squishing against his boots
Then he reached the stairs, closer up he had noticed the bodies are twisted in the wrong direction,limbs facing the wrong ends but he didn't let that stop him
Reaching the bottom he looks around the living room to find two more corpses, one of a middle aged man who had crushed his own skull against the wall and the second of a middle aged woman who seemed to have sliced her own neck
A cold sweat come down the side of his face as he gazed down and kept walking reaching the exit out of this slaughterhouse
Looking back he noticed a picture in the middle ages man coat and walks back to take it in order to get a closer look , it's a picture of the middle aged woman and the man standing together infront of what seems to be a school with Ethan behind them smiling,happy
Putting the picture back Nate mutters a small prayer in a tongue he has never spoken then raises to leave, opening the door and feeling the cold night air touch his face
...few hours later
The door creaks open,two man enter and examine the scene before the first Klaus Hartmann,a tall man with broad shoulders and parted blonde hair wearing a two piece black suit and white shirt along with a long trench coat with pocket watch in hand,walks towards the corpses
His eyes dot from one body to the next as if piecing together a puzzle as he gently puts the watch in his chest pocket
"What does the report state "he asked the man behind him who wore more like a pirate prince then a investigator before gazing at the pictures left besides the middle age man
The investigator behind him Lena Dunhel smirked before leaning the against the wall the sun seemingly caught between his long navy hair and ember eyes
"Officially its a suicide case, Mr and Mrs Marvin,ages 45 and 36, found dead by their neighbours after they didn't leave for work,me Marvin smashed his own head against the wall and Mrs Marvin slit her own throat,but that doesn't explain why twenty of their staff mates were found upside dead and their bodies beyond recognition, I suspect they were meddling with mystical forces"
Lena explains with a voice as smooth as water and stares at Klaus, who nods in agreement barely gazing back at him
Klaus reaching down to take the picture from the puddle of Mr Marvin's blood,bring it up in order to examine it,his eyes lingering on the young man behind the couple, narrowing his eyes he turns his head slightly towards Lena
"And the young man in this photo",Klaus muttered his eyes never leaving the picture
"A student"Lena purrs,"his name is Ethan Kendrick,his had close ties with the couple"Lena grin faltered slightly as he looked at the pictures
"Do you have any suspicions about him" Lena asked curiosity flooding his voice as he tilts his head slightly to the right
"I suspect he may be involved with more then just thus case I want you to pursuit him discreetly of course and report any suspicious activity back to me"Klaus calmly ordered before turning to exit
Klaus stepping out looks back at Lena who follows
The scene shifts to Nate entering a small one bedroom House,he looks around,calm almost as if everything he sees is familiar and the feeling of emptiness is naturally after all this is were Ethan lives
He sit down near a dusty desk were books were kept neatly by author
He takes our the note book from his coat and puts it down on the desk
"This...this is the only connection I have to the previous owner of this body"he muttered with a trembling voice while his thoughts drifted to who was Ethan really,his memories are foggy and mixed in with his own
His experiences,his life and the things his done the only true way to find out in a leather bounded book that looks like it's seem better days
With an almost reluctant sigh he opens the book and begins reading
'January 22,1854 I celebrated my birthday with Mr and Mrs Marvin today,they have been a guiding light during my dark age,after the demise of my family, everyone abandoned me'
'February 6th, I was offered a job in the university I study in as a assistant, pathetic if I had to say but in my current situations I have no better alternatives'
'March 26,Mr and Mrs Marvin have been acting strange lately muttering about gaps in history and missing pieces,but what I have done is worse I killed my fellow student in a fit of rage and fed his body to dogs,shall I turn myself in and face the consequences or remain silence but the must disgusting part was not the deed itself but... The sense of pleasure in ending his life'
'April 14th,Mr and Mrs Marvin...they asked me to join a cult in order to find out information about a royal family and there secrets I agreed only to keep them safe but I fear my own hunger for death has only increased...three more lives I have ended,just after face and body to be used and discard but the metallic scent of their blood was strangely intoxicating.'
'June 4th,I can't believe it they found it the Gabriel family notebook...with it we can finally achieve our great God's dream and....'
Nate looking down at the words written,his jaw tightening not with rage but with disgust,in Ethan's actions and in the fact he now inhabitants such a man's body
He throws the book across the room in a fit of rage before grabbing the sides of his head
"This can't be happening what did I do to desire this, being stuck in the body of a murder...no a monster" he grits his teeth but then takes a deep breath and attempts to calm himself
Focusing on the task at hand figuring out who was Ethan Kendrick really and why did he get transmigrated into his body, getting up from the chair,Bare bends down in order to retrieve the diary then re-reads the dates once more
Noticing how Ethan use to write once every month then skipped a month,Nate eyes widen as he reads the entrance once again stopping were the Gabriel family notebook was mentioned
'I guess whatever happened during that month must be what triggered the transmigration but it doesn't add up' thought analysing everything pieces of information he could but then it hit him
"Maybe I have to...."