prologue 

“Our god, is he real?” a young man asks his brothers.

“What do you mean? Of course, he is real” the youngest one replies.

“But what has he done for us?” Ryuk replies.

“Stop brothers” the middle one replies. The year is 1367, The oldest is Ryuk, middle is Zeke, and the youngest is Giyu. They were walking around in a forest, trying to find an animal for food. before Zeke points at a grizzly bear, Ryuk nods and tosses and nearby stone to Giyu. It’s about the size of his head, Giyu catches it but hunches down of the weight of the rock, he looks up at Zeke before getting up. Ryuk grabs Zeke’s shoulder and taps it twice. Zeke runs towards the bear, hands in the trying to startle the bear. The bear stands up and roars, Zeke weaves out of the way while the bear crashes down on the ground next to him. Ryuk goes back behind the bear and grabs one of its arms making sure to not let go, Zeke goes on the other side and grabs the bears other arm and makes sure not to let go. Giyu runs up with the rock in front of the bear, he sits there scared, unable to move, frozen in place. 

“KILL!” Ryuk yells struggling to hold the bear still. 

“Kill it giyu!” Zeke tells Giyu. 

Giyu still sits there unable to do anything. The bear claws at Giyu and Zeke falls on the ground and trips Giyu so he doesn’t get clawed. Giyu lays there looking up at the bear, Zeke grabs the rock from Giyu’s hand. Ryuk kicks the back of the bears leg so it tumbles down, he pokes the bear in the eyes. He pokes them hard enough to draw blood, the bear roars out. Zeke slams the rock into the bear’s head, blood splatters over Giyu’s face. Zeke stands up and looks at Giyu, he gives a quick jab to Giyu’s jaw. 

“You won’t be strong if you are like that, do better” Ryuk says angered while walking away from Giyu. As Ryuk catches up with Zeke he says “you should have let the bear kill him”

“He’s family I’m not going to be like him and kill family” Zeke replies. 

Giyu falls on his knees, his brothers are gone in his eyes they abandoned him. This isn’t the only time they have done this. “They blame me for killing out mother, they blame me for the deaths… they blame me for… everything… if only I was stronger…” he puts his head in his hands.

“Stronger you say” says a booming, deep, chilling voice, coming from all around. Giyu looks up and whips his head around looking for whoever is talking. “I can make you so much stronger”

“W- who are you?!” He says spinning around. 

“The question is not who, because I know just who you are. Giyu, son of Thorfinn and Frejya, brother of Ryuk and Zeke.

“H- how do you know that?!?” He says whipping his head around violently.

“That is not the question, Zeke” it says emphasizing his name “the question is… do you want to be stronger”

Giyu pauses and thinks for a second “yes” he says looking.

“Great” it says.

A crack starts to form in front of Giyu, a red light starts to brighten as the crack gets larger and larger. It grows to be about larger then 3 grown warriors, Giyu is frozen in place in awe about what is happing in front of his eyes. A black shadow type figure starts to climb out of the crack, its hands digging into the ground cracking the earth. 

“What is that thing?!” Giyu says hesitating to bringing his hands up to fight.

“It will make you immortal” the voice says now clearly comping from the crack beneath the earth. 

“Immortal? W- what’s that?” He says as the creature starts to tower over him. The creature was built, broad shoulders, big chest, strong arms and tall almost 10 feet tall.

“You will live forever, but at a cost” the voice says. 

“Which is what?” He replies with a shiver.

“The most painful death you will ever experience” almost immediately after the voice said that the creature reaches inside of Giyu. Reaching for his heart. In the distance Giyu hears a set of running footsteps coming from the forest, it’s Zeke and Ryuk. Giyu smiles a blood-filled smile as his heart is slowly getting crushed. He coughs up blood trying to spit it at the creature, it doesn’t even seem bothered by it. Zeke manages to grab the creature; he tries to push it and tries to get the upper hand. Ryuk grabs the hand that is inside of Giyu, he tries to pull it out of him. Ryuk struggles to get the upper hand of the creature, but he is slowly managing to pull out the arm inside of Giyu. As they start to pull out It’s arm it starts to bring out blood with its arm, it smiles. It has no teeth, no mouth, yet they feel it’s evil devilish smile. It pulls out its arm from Giyu, pulling out his still beating heart tearing out his ribs and organs, they fly out catching the brothers off guard. Zeke looks at his dying brother, he smiles once more before the creature drops him to the ground. Ryuk screams while charging at the creature, it just pushes Ryuk away, he stumbles and falls into the crack. Zeke tries to punch the creature; the creature just looks down at Zeke. 

“You… KILLED THEM!” Zeke yells at the creature. It back hands Zeke breaking his jaw, Zeke tries to fight back, a weak attempt to fight back. The creature grabs his jaw and rips it off, it pushes Zeke away as he bleeds out. Zeke falls to the ground trying to keep himself up, he looks up at the creature that stands over him. It kicks Zeke in the face knocking him out, he bleeds out soon after. A girl comes running from the forest, the creature grabs her arm and snaps it upward, instantly breaking it. It hits her after and that hit knocks her to the ground hitting her head hard. The creature goes back into the crack in the ground, it forms back into soil as it drops down back into the realm known as Hell. The woman hears a voice call out from a distance before she passes out. 

“Evergreen”

           Chapter one. . .

This night was like any other night for Gwen, she was home alone. Mom out working out late, Dad out probably with another women Gwen thinks to herself. why couldn’t mom just leave that jerk, insignificant of a human! doesn’t she know that he has cheated on her multiple times. . . why can’t it just be me and my mom. Why can’t we. . . just.  Gwen can feel her eyes start to water, she wipes her face and screams into her pillow. she rolls over and looks at the flickering light in her room. She hears a knock at the door of her house. She stands up and walks downstairs, wiping her tears. 

“h- hello?” she asked her voice shuddering looking through the peephole.

“Hey, can I come in? I need help. I’ve been having a rough time,” said a boy the about the same age as Gwen. “I need a place to stay for the night at least”

“How do I know you’re not going to kill me?” 

“Do I really look like someone that had the capabilities to kill someone?” 

He was a skinny kid not that much muscle, he looked kind of nerdy as well. She fixes her hair and tries to slow her breathing. Gwen slowly opens the door she decides to let him in it was cold outside anyway she gestures him to the couch, the kid sits down. 

“Hey what’s your name?” Gwen asked the kid. 

“Uhm Ry- Davis…yeah, Davis, yours?”

“Uhm my name is Gwen, nice to meet you Davis” putting her hand out the shake his hand, Davis starts to reach out his hand then quickly switches to his left hand. 

“Hey, is something wrong that is kind of weird” 

“No, I just got something on my hand,”

“Oh, cool let me see,” Gwen says reaching quickly to his hand. 

She grabs it and flips it so he can look at his palm she sees a scar on his hand, still bleeding. 

“OH my god! why didn’t you tell me??? Hold on ill help you, stay here I’ll get you some stuff be right back,”

She runs upstairs to grab the first aid kit. I guess I was right to trust her, but I don’t know why this urge is wanting me to do this, ok take a deep breath in, out ok don’t do it. Davis thought. Gwen came running back down arms full of stuff.

“Here sit down on the table it’s easier to do it on the table” 

A few minutes go by and his arm is wrapped up in a bandage, as Gwen starts to clean up he thinks. What the fuck is happening right now, this shouldn’t be happening. They go back upstairs to Gwen’s room she sits on her desk and pulls out a notebook, a few pencils, then turns around and gesture’s Davis to her bed. 

“Sit down I’m going to draw you” Gwen gives Davis a concerning look then looks back down then scribbles an outline looks back up then continues to draw a few minutes pass. Davis looks at Gwen’s golden-brown hair. Her curly yet straight hair, her wavy hair reminds him of someone. She glances up and gives him a smile. He smiles back and get reminded of who she reminds him of. His childhood. Friend, she was almost an exact mirror of her. They even had the same smooth voice and perfect body. It’s like it’s the same person, he leans back into the memories he has of her. 

“You moved” Gwen told him without looking up.

“mmmm? What?” he said confused.

“I just mean you moved go back to the same position that you were in,”

“Oh sorry” he shifts back into his original position. “So how good are you at drawing, just asking,”  

“Here look through this” she said handing her notebook to him

“Wow these are really good, how did you learn how to draw like this?”

“I didn’t I just draw like this naturally-” she was interrupted by the sound of the door opening. “Ok stay here, don’t make a sound, ok?”

“Yeah ok”

She opens the door and rushes downstairs leaving a crack in door. Davis can hear her going down the stairs. He can hear Gwen and a man, possibly the dad. 

“Hey dad” Gwen said sounding down. Silence, Davis can hear footsteps start to go up. 

“Go get me a beer girl,” the man said. 

“No get it yourself, you can’t even say my name right!!”

“Go get me a beer girl!” the man yelled.

“NO!”

“Ok then you asked for it”

Davis could hear a belt clicking off then a hard snap. The sounds of footsteps rushing to the room made Davis jump back onto the bed. Gwen walks in holding her wrist with tears about to come out, she sits down back at her desk and faces the wall. Davis can feel his hand start to twitch. It’s her, it’s evergreen Davis thinks I have to wait, I have to follow the plan that Zeke gave me. But she’s right in front of me, why does he get to kill her. Fuck it, I’ll not even use most of my strength. If I’m not killing her, I will certainly give myself a show.

Chapter Two. . . . . .. .

“Hey where is the bathroom?” He asked.

“Just over- no you can’t go right now it’s too risky”

“What-? Why?”

“My dad he is home and he” she lets go of her wrist and shows it to him. “he is very abusive, and drunk. he will kill me if he found out I let somebody inside”

“Well, why don’t you do anything about it?”

“can’t he be a cop, and he won’t even let us call the cops let alone a lawyer”

“oh. . . well I’m sorry about that I’ve been having a few problems as well” he reaches over and examines her wrist “it doesn’t look to bad” she stays silent his grip starts to tighten his grip. She tries to pull her arm back and it takes a minute for her to succeed. Davis looks down at his feet and asks again. “so, where is the bathroom?” 

“Fine, just be quiet, ok?”

“Yeah, yeah I got it”

“Ok, to right and the second door on the left”

“Thanks, be right back”

Davis slowly opens the door and looks around, slowly walks out and closes the door he looks down the stairs he sees the father watching TV he is crouch walking down to the kitchen he slowly walks over and slowly pulls out the knife the sliding of the knife is satisfaction to his ears, he walks to the couch and is shaking with joy, he walking slowly he starts to raise the knife and just says

 “Let’s make this fun”

 The father turns around davis stabs him in his shoulder, the father lets out a scream. Davis pulls the knife back out and thrusts it to the father’s face, he manages to put his arm up just in time to have the knife just hit his forearm piercing through. Davis jumps over the couch to get the upper hand, he starts to punch the father, and tries to push the knife through his arm more and more. He pulls the knife out and strikes right into his throat, Davis watches the life slowly leave his eyes and looks over to the stairs he sees Gwen looks back down to the father “looks like I have to kill your daughter now” Davis pulls the knife out of the father stands up and looks to the stairs Gwen is running back upstairs. Davis walks up to Gwen’s room, he starts to attempt to open the door, locked. He kept trying to bash through the door, the door started to crack, the bolts started to rattle out of place.

“WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS??” Gwen cried out.

“No witnesses,” Davis replied, his voice calm. Like this was his favorite thing to do. The sounds stopped, no more bashing into the door, no more rattling. Gwen is on her edge, another bash, a small click, one bash opens the door. He walks in, Gwen jumps out from behind the door and stabs him in the shoulder with a pencil, he lets go of the knife. He attempts to get her off him, he fails, he resorts to falling on his back. trying to force her off him it only helps the pencil drive further into his shoulder. He grunts from the pain, he jumps up and dives for the knife, Gwen quickly gets up and kicks him in the back of his head. Bashing it into the ground, she looks around for something to defend herself with, she picks up a paper weight and smashes it into his ear, causing him to hold his ear and letting go of the knife, Gwen dashes to the knife and stabs in the back of his head. He is struggling to get up. Knees weak, arms are heavy, but he manages to stand up. 

“I . . .. never . . .. . DIE!!” Davis manages to spit out, without hesitation Gwen gives him a right hook to the jaw. His eyes roll to the back of his head, he falls backward and forces the knife through his head. A gruesome sight to see for a 16-year-old. Gwen starts to feel nauseous, she steps back and leans on the wall to catch her breath. I killed someone. I killed someone! I killed someone! I’m going to go to jail. Why, why, why, WHY?!?! Gwen’s mind was racing 100 miles a second and questions kept going into her mind. She sat in her room wondering what to do. She ran downstairs, she stops halfway down and she is now looking down toward the couch. Staring at the body of her father, she rushes over to the body. As she gets closer to the body her legs start to shake, her legs are giving up, she looms over the body and falls on her knees. She puts her head down and starts to cry. She slowly picks her head up and looks at the face of her father, eyes still open and lifeless. She slowly puts her hand over his face and closes his eyes shut.

“May you. . . rest in peace,” she said, her voice quivering. She reaches into his pocket and grabs his phone and calls 911. The police and ambulance arrive 5 minutes later, Gwen is found sitting on her porch looking up in the night sky. They go through the normal procedure of asking what happened and when everything happened, they bring out one body bag. 

“Hey Gwen” a cop said to her kneeling down.

“hey” Gwen said slowly looking up.

“Do you mind coming to the scene really quickly to explain what happened?” 

“No not really” Gwen said looking back down.

“Ok that’s fine, can I ask you a question though?” he said looking through a notebook.

“Yeah”

“You said there were 2 bodies, right?”

“Yeah, what about it?”

“We only found 1 body and writing in blood saying ‘no witnesses’ do you know what that means? You don’t have to answer” Gwen looks back up eyes wide and full of fear. 

        Chapter Three . . . . .

“I- I’m sorry. what?!” she runs into her house, straight to her room stopping at the door frame, and reading the writing on the floor, the blood is steaming. “No- no- no- this no- I KILLED HIM, I KILLED HIM!! HE HAS TO BE…” She stops and takes a few steps back, leans on the wall and slides down. She sits and runs her hands through her hair. She puts her head in her hands and starts to cry. The cop walks back up to her putting his hand on her shoulder. 

“Hey why is this here?”

“He was here… he attacked me…… I- I fought back… he- he Died then I called you guys- “she was interrupted by chatter on the cop’s radio. 

“We got a 10-32 near your location” the radio sounded.

“Roger that, on- “the sound of gunshots sounded outside the house.

“Officer down I repeat officer down requesting backup” the radio sounded once more. Followed by gunshots once more.

“Get down here follow me” the officer runs over to the end of the hallway. He opens a door and signals her to walk inside, he looks at her and puts his finger up to his mouth telling her to be quiet, she nods her head then he closes the door, it felt like hours before a sound came. She could hear the distant yelling of the cop telling him to put the gun down, silence follows. About 2 minutes pass and she is scared to move, what the hell?! Why is this happening? I’m hiding in a closet and I’m being hunted by a psychopath, and now a shooter at MY HOUSE. This day cannot get any worse. Gwen thought to herself, she started to breathe faster, and louder. She can hear slow moving footsteps; she covers her mouth and listens. The footsteps grew louder and louder. A door opens next to her, she can hear him walk into the room. She crouches down in the tight space, she starts to hear the footsteps again. They grow louder to the door where she is, they stop in front of the door. She looks up to the door handle, it starts to turn. 4 gunshots were shot at that time 2 of them hit the door piercing it shooting shreds of wood on her head. She notices a warm liquid starting to cover her hand. She looks down to hand, to it covered in blood. She screams, she tries to open the door, but something is blocking the door she pushes harder and harder, it slowly starts to move, she keeps pushing the door. She pushes it enough to put her head out, she looks at what is blocking the door, she sees a man with two gunshots in his head, some of which is gone. She froze staring at his head.

“Hey, don’t look at that come here” the cop said, holding his hand out his other hand which was holding the gun still had a little smoke coming out. She starts to squeeze through the door, looking at the dead body. Steam starts to leave the bullet holes, heat blasting her face.

“Don’t look at him, look at me” the cop said trying to sooth Gwen. She started to go into a heavy jog to reach the cop faster, she grabbed his arm, hugged it tight and pressed her head tight into his chest, he pats her head. They walk downstairs but halfway the cop says.

“Sit here, I’ll be right back” he walks downstairs, walks to the open door and peeks out. His eyes widened from the gruesome sight of 3 cops and an unknown woman’s body, or was it unknown. Her moms body, it was her. The sound of cop cars ring in the distance. He looks back at Gwen who is looking at him, looking at each other. Gwen gives a shaky thumbs up, the cop gives a thumb up back less shaky. Gwen looks out the door and notices her mom’s car. She stands up and starts to run to the door. The cop stops her from going anywhere she tries to break his grip; she manages to push enough to see the body of her mom. She freezes her eyes and starts to water; she feels her legs give out. She kneels and starts crying into her hands. The officer hugs her and comforts her. She looks at his uniform and sees a small hole in his chest, she can see his skin. Her eyes widen as an overwhelming feeling comes over her while she closes her eyes calmly, finally resting.

”It’s okay Gwen it’s going to be okay”  the cop says with a grin on his face.

End of part 1