They say that evil flows directly through Death's veins.
Well let me tell you, Evil is a different being altogether.

"Um, sorry, what did you just say?" Gerard asked, trembling slightly at the figure shrouded in darkness.
"Have you got any beers?" Repeated the figure.
"Um, yeah. Of course."
"Okay, could I have one?" The shadow asked, "I need to refuel on evil."
"Um, y-yes of course. I'll just go get you one. Come on Frank."

Gerard dragged Frank by the cuffs of his shirt into the kitchen and he shut the door behind him quietly. The kitchen was fairly small with a barely used wooden table for two in the corner, white tiles above the cooker and all other necessary kitchen appliances. As mentioned when we first introduced Gerard you probably already know that his cupboards were brimming with cans of alphabetti spaghetti and coffee.

"Do you know what the hell those two things are in my living room?!" Gerard whispered angrily, trying his best to keep his voice down.
"No fucking clue." Frank shook his head.
"Well what should we do about them?" Gerard asked, his voice was almost shaking as much as he was.
"I don't know. Give him a beer maybe?"
"No Frank! What if he kills us?! What if he…"
"It'll be fine Gerard."
"No! But what if it's not fine?! What if they're planning to kill you…or me? What i-"
"Gee! Calm down mate! Now give me the drink and we're going to walk back into that room and ask them who they are. I'll speak most of the time if you like." Frank reassured Gerard by placing his hand on his shoulder, "okay?"
"But what if?"
"Gerard! Look at me!" Frank said, tapping Gerard under the chin so that he'd stop staring at his own feet, "We are going to be fine, okay? Trust me you wazzock."
"Why would I trust you?" Mocked Gerard, a smile appearing onto his face.
"Because you love me." said Frank sarcastically as he rolled his eyes, "Now let's go before they think we've drunk all the beers or something."
"Okay then…" Gerard sighed, "okay."

They walked tentatively back into the living room where the figure in the cape was laid down and taking up the full sofa while the angel-faced figure was trying to move his legs so that they could sit down.
Frank placed the can of beer down next to the shrouded figure and stood with Gerard hiding behind him, he folded his arms and looked suspiciously down at the figure who was now sipping his beer casually.

"You wouldn't mind telling us who the fuck you are, would you?" asked Frank.
"That's Innocence over there!" He said pointing at the angel-faced figure who had successfully managed to move the caped-figure out of the way a little so that he could sit down.
"And you are?"
"I'm Evil." The shrouded figure said, "Nice to meet you Frank….and Gerard." He added peering around Frank to see a trembling Gerard.
"You know our names?"
"Of course I know your name Frank! How else would I create tension? It wouldn't be nearly as tense if I was just like: "Nice to meet you human that I don't know the name of" would it?"
"I suppose not." Agreed Frank.
"Now what are you guys here for?! Are you going to kill us?!" Gerard trembled, his red hair falling over his eyes as he hid behind Frank.
"No No No." Evil shook his head, "We'd never want to kill you. In fact we do want to 'kill' someone and we need your help."
"We're not killing anyone!" Frank yelled.
"What if I were to say that it was in fact Death that we were planning to overthrow, would that make it any better Frank?"

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"I'd sit down if I were you." Evil said yawning, "This is going to take a lot of explaining."
"Okay, come on Gee." Frank said, sitting down on the floor and offering Gerard the chair, who smiled and accepted the gesture. Frank sat cross-legged on the floor and awaited the words that he was to be told.
"You better put seatbelts on your ears kids." Smiled Innocence, "because they're going to be taken on the ride of their lives."
"Would you two stop building the 'tension' and just fucking get on with it?" sighed Frank.
"Um, y-yes. Of course."
"Good."
"Okay, so…where to begin?" Evil pondered, "Okay so. First things first: people have colours behind their eyes and that represents who they are. For example if you have white behind your eyes then you are innocent and pure, you are then represented by Innocence here." He pointed to Innocence who smiled, "He will keep watch over you and make sure you are okay. It's like a job. There used to be lots of us though, but they keep leaving. Happiness and Love left last month because of Death. Death's been a bit of a bitch lately and that's why we want to get rid of them. They've taken away all the love and happiness from people's lives by killing lots of people which forced Love and Happiness to leave for there was barely any people with red and yellow behind their eyes. And we don't want that to happen to all of us. Imagine a world run by Death alone?"

"All of us? How many of you are there? And where are you?" asked Gerard, crossing his legs and scratching his head.

"There used to be many of us. Now there is only me, Innocence, Spite, Narcissism, Jealousy, Hunger and Lust and I think Fear is still hiding in the toilets since about 10 million b.c. And anyway, we are in a world quite close to yours. You also must understand that a human can have many colours behind their eyes, but Death takes them all away. If humans spend time with others humans then they often act like each other and their colours can change. For example someone who is constantly hungry for knowledge (that’s the colour blue) hangs around with someone who is always Jealous (that's the colour green) then both their colours will eventually go turquoise. Each person is different though, a humans colour is like their fingerprint."
"So you're telling me that every human has a different mix of their own colours that we can't see our fucking selves?" asked Frank.
"Precisely." Nodded Innocence.
"And what are our colours?" Frank asked.
"Well. You two are rare." Continued Innocence, "You two used to be of just one colour. Gerard you had white and were innocent, Frank you had black and were evil."
"Used to?" asked Gerard.
"Yes. Now after spending time with each other your colours are a mixture of black and white. You are both grey-ish."
"And what does the colour grey repres-"
"Death." Cut in Evil, picking his teeth with his finger.
"Death?"
"Yes. Well done you heard me correctly! Anyway, only a person with grey eyes is able to defeat death."
"Why the fuck is that?" asked Gerard.
"Because…" sighed Innocence, "Because you seem innocent on the outside but are actually evil. Only this combination is able to deceive death."
"So you're saying that because Gerard was 'innocent' and I was 'evil' that we are now both capable of defeating death?" Frank asked excitedly.
"Soon." Smiled Innocence, "Soon you will be able to."

"So…" Evil began whilst rolling his eyes, "all this serious shit is starting to bore me? Have you got anything with batman in on this tv? 1989? Batman and Robin 1997? You know…anything with Batman?"
"Evil…we have to go now. We'll watch batman later."
"But Innocence…" Whined Evil.
"Come on, It's almost 8 o'clock and we don't want Death to start suspecting us, do we?" He dragged Evil to his feet where he wavered slightly and blinked several times.
"But…"
"Evil. Get here…now."
"Okay…Okay. Calm your non-existent tits dude."
"Shut up Evil!"
They walked/Innocence dragged Evil towards the door of the flat.

"But how will we defeat Death? And when?" Frank asked, running after them.
"You'll know how and when, you never know; you might get a visit from us (or the others) anytime soon," Replied Evil as he stumbled out of the door, "I'm not too sure if your friend is too on board with the idea just yet…maybe you should persuade him. After all: you have higher chances of succeeding if the two of you decide to save us and the world. Goodbye Frank, you were like a son to me."
"Bu-"
Before Frank could finish his sentence both of them had disappeared. He was caught with the words falling out of his mouth, he turned around embarrassed and walked back into the flat.

"I'm going to go to bed now Gee, okay? I'm dog-shit tired. I think we should probably talk about this whole thing in the morning." Frank said, shutting the door behind him and trying to shake the thoughts out of his head.
"Yeah, that's fine." Gerard smiled, "I'll see you tomorrow."
"Oh and Gerard….thanks for the pizza."
"It's okay." Gerard replied as he watched Frank limp to his room and shut the door quietly.

Gerard smiled to himself contently but then frowned at the proposal that their two visitors had force fed them both. He laid back down on the sofa and pulled the blanket over him, 'geez, I must make sure Frank goes to the hospital to get his wound checked out' he thought to himself. He fell asleep with the image of Franks eyes running a marathon through his mind.

Notes

Hello! Late night Friday update! YAAayyY!
Anyhoo, sorry if this chapter was a bit boring, it was basically just a ton of explanations which will be important later on. btw, I've planned for this story to have about 16 chapters.
I saw some wallabies and giraffes and zebras today, so that was fun. (we went to a wildlife park)
Hope you are doing well and sorry for this paragraph of notes. Thank you for reading. Till next time! (which will probably be soon because I'm trash and have no life- yay!)
-lou