Hey guys!!! (・∀・)

I'm sorry for not updating sooner, when I tried to publish my part, it couldn't open and kept on saying,

'Please enter story text'

So that annoyed me.

Anyways I rewrote chapter 2, and yeah...

Hope you like it!

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Regular P.O.V
"Hey Brick! You up for a drink tonight?!"

"Not today! I've got something important that I've gotta do. Some other day!" Brick yelled. He looked back and after making sure that he wasn't being followed, went into an alleyway.

He knocked on the door 4 times, and the metal door screeched open.

Brick winced slightly at the sound, but kept his gaze firmly on the door.

A large guy who appeared to be bald, dressed in black clothes, appeared and crossed his arms in a menacing way. He opened his mouth to speak but then coughed loudly. His cough echoed through the alleyway. "Request?" His voice boomed.

Brick lowered his voice and replied in a blasé way. "Death Doc."

The man eyed him carefully as if inspecting Brick, and nodded slowly. "The black door at the end." He then proceeded to quickly move out of his way and as soon as the door shut closed, he locked it several times, since there were many silver locks attached to the door.

Brick started to walk towards the hallway when a candle went out. He could still see thanks to his powers, but down the corridor there were more candles hanging on the wall.

He began to quicken his pace since it was starting to get cooler, and the place was deadly silent.

On his right was a pink door, with what appeared to be confetti, pink hearts, and glitter on the handle.

To his left was a blue door, that had some damp spots on it. There was a muddy puddle in front of the door, and water was dripping from the handle.

On the right was a dark green wood door that seemed to have leaves falling out of the keyhole.

As he turned to his left his arms instantly went to shield his eyes from the light. The door was bright yellow, emitting rays of light.

He quickly turned to his right to avoid becoming blind and was met with a pure white door that also hurt his eyes.

Brick ran down the hallway until he reached a gray door that seemed to be giving off an aura of sadness.

He shivered, looked to his right and saw a purple plain door with weird symbols on it. As he looked at them, he almost tripped over a mask of a rabbit but caught himself before he fell on the cold floor. He facepalmed when he remembered that he could fly.

Brick hovered above the floor and reached a red door that was also damp.

Water? Brick asked himself. But upon closer inspection, he realized that it wasn't water but blood, once he smelled the metallic scent.

He cringed and flew faster until he finally reached the back door. He smirked and grabbed hold of the handle, ignoring the skeleton laying outside of the door and flung the door open shouting loudly, "I need a favor!!"

A short man jumped, but after realizing that he had a visitor, grabbed a black coat and quickly put it on. "What is it?" He grunted.

Brick could have sworn he saw a flash of pink but ignored it since he wanted to get out of the creepy place as fast as possible. "I want to-"

The tiny man interrupted him and leaving the leaned against his chair, "kill someone, am I not correct?"

Brick nodded and closed the door, wiping his hand on his shirt. "Yeah. How'd you know?"

The man raises an eyebrow, "I'm the death doctor. I only get requests to kill people. But if you want, inside that white door, you can revive someone."

"No thanks I'm good." Brick replied as he crossed his legs and hovered higher above the ground.

"Alright then. Here." The man threw a black bottle at Brick, who caught it, and began to twirl his mustache. "You know how to use it?"

Brick nodded and began to reply. "Yea-"

The man shook his head and shook his finger. "You don't. Crush these pills, only two, into powder and mix them into the victim's drink. In a couple of days that person will die."

Brick smirked. "And she'll never bother me again."

The man nodded and twirled his black mustache again. "Exactly! But only use T W O pills, or it won't work."

Brick nodded eagerly but then a flash of realization passed on his face. " but I'll get thrown in the slammer!" He threw his arms up in the air in frustration.

"Then just be nice to her and no one will suspect a thing."

Brick threw his head back and groaned. "ARHHH!!!! Why must this be so diFFICULT?! ALL I'M TRYING TO DO IS KILL HER!! IS THERE SOMETHING WRONG WITH THAT?!"

The man shook his head in disapproval and began to laugh. The sight of seeing his visitor frustrated lightened his spirits. "Good job. You made me laugh!" He started to gasp for air as he wiped some tears from his eyes. "Your pain is absolutely enjoyable!"

Brick grunted and crossed his arms. "Glad you're enjoying my pain."

"Tell you what, since you made me laugh, I'll give you the bottle for free." The man waved the black bottle in his left hand.

Brick's eyes widened and his hands immediately went to touch his pockets. "When did you-?"

The doctor smirked. "I have my ways. Anyways run along now. There's nothing more for you here. Unless you wanna pay for the bottle, then that'll be $200 dollars." The man threw the bottle back at Brick who caught it and put it in his pockets.

"Thanks death doc!" Brick yelled as he exited the room and left the building.

The man shook his head and smirked. "You see little boy, I'm

N O T

the death doctor."