Stuff,thangs

I cross my arms, then sigh. I kiss him on the cheek, "Stay safe, Tech boy."

Trent winked and revved the bike."As always blood girl."With that,the suit's helmet morphed on and Trent drove off in a fiery inferno,eventually driving into the almost closed gate,pulling the bike up next to Aaron.

Aaron looks about dead. "Hey, Trent..." He says spitting blood. "Tell Jenny, she owes me twenty bucks.." He goes limp.

Trent poked his body."Well...shit."Trent sighed and picked Aaron up,he put him on the back of the bike,then drove out,once back he began making a grave in the outside area of The Mansion.

Two pieces of paper appears on his grave along with a chilling wind.

Trent wipes sweat from his forehead,he had taken off his blazer and under shirt and was now in only a white wife beater,dirty now because of the grave digging.He picked up the pieces of paper and began reading.

The first paper is an ancient looking contract. "The soul of Aaron Johnson, signed in blood. Aaron Johnson must scour the earth for as long as Satan says. He will kill the souls, and sacrifice them to Satan, if Aaron Johnson does not concede for 6 months, Satan can take him."

Trent finished reading the paper and pulled out a lighter."Rest in peace Aaron."He whispered and lit the paper on fire,then threw it onto the freshly dug grave.

The second paper is the will. "The Deceased, releases there bike to Trent Washington. The deceased, releases their wardrobe to Kenneth Barton. Jenny Treveanny, is to leave a 20 dollar bill on the deceased's final resting place."

Trent gave a slight laugh at the last part and put the shovel down."And for the deceased."Trent grinned and put on the hell rider suit,he then got on the bike and did a few doughtnuts around the grave, leaving a hell fire trail around it.He then stopped and took off the suit."You never even got to use it.."Trent sighed,his voice cracking as he dug up a little bit of the grave.He threw the wallet into it and closed it up.Then sat against the bike while the sun rose,it was a foggy day already.

A man walks up behind Trent, not making a sound not even footsteps.

Trent turned around to get on the bike and see's the man."Hello..?"He asked,knowing it has something to do with Aaron.

Aarons ghostly image stands behind him. He has a little boy (His son) and a young woman beside him. He's smiling at him and he whispers "Thank you...."

Trent saw them and his eyes began to get watery,he wiped them with his forearm and nodded."You're welcome Aaron..."He whispered,mostly to himself as he turned on the bike and began to drive back to the tower,the sun rising behind him.

(lol its like the end of like the Breakfast Club)

Trent got back to the tower and walked inside.He tiredly said hello to the staff that was just coming in for the morning,got on the elevator to the pent house and then sat down next to Madison who was sitting on the couch.

Madison sighed, looking at Trent, "So... he's gone?" // A knock was at the door. Which was odd, since it was really late out. (beep. :p)

"Mhm."Trent said,his voice cracked as he looked over at Madison.

Another knock.

Madison frowned. She'd seen a lot of dead bodies before. Like, ALOT. But she felt bad for Trent. Maybe he wasn't used to it. Or... he's done it even more. She hugged him. (aweee moment)

Trent was shocked for a second but then hugged her back,with how he felt right now he didn't want to let go.

"Hey, let us in!" A slurred voice says.

"I CAN'T EVEN GET IN A MOMENT WITH MY GIRLFRIEND BEFORE THERE'S ANOTHER FUCKING KNOCK AT THE DOOR?"Trent yelled through the speaker that played outside."Come back tomorrow."He muttered and then went back over and sat down next to Madison.

Madison laughed. // Taylor pounded on the door, "Let us in, or I'll... hit this door down!" She said with a pause, as if choosing the correct word.

Trent can't hear the door anymore,considering he closed down the communications to outside from the pent house,and they're like on...the 87th floor.Without a word Trent kissed her,then got up and began to go down to the workshop.