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Wind whipped past the Keepers' pale faces, leaving only that sound to comfort the darkness that surrounded them. Lying flat on the ground, his face planted deep into the dirt, Jack lay motionless as if he wanted to become part of the soil and sink away unseen. Yet, Jack never stays down for too long, with that he jumped back upon his feet waving his skeleton arm into the air, his fist shaking at the dark sky.

" WHY WHY WHY? Of all times to do that, WHY THAT ONE!? WOE IS ME!" Throwing up his other hand to accompany the other, Jack jumped up and down as if in the midsts of a tantrum. " I MEAN COME ON! I'm a SKELETON! I CAN'T FART! IT'S IMPOSSIBLE, I DON'T HAVE ORGANS OR BODILY FLUIDS AND GASES AND ALL THAT STUFF! GAAAhhh!" Finally gaining an ounce of his sanity, Jack turned his gaze towards that of the Keepers', their white eyes resting upon him with utter confusion.

"HEY! What are you two albino weirdos looking at? Can't a guy rant to himself without being looked at like that? Geez..no decency..I swear." Shaking his head disapprovingly, the young skeleton boy took in a deep breath and with a couple of shakes of his body released his inner tension.

" Ok, now that we have that taken of...We demand no more funny business!" Said Chrono with his frustraion rising with each word. " It is our duty to take your soul and remove it from this place, thus placing you were you should have gone years ago: To your final resting place."

The words Chrono spoke went through young Jack's mind, and normally, such words would result in his wacky responses filled with sarcasm along with optimistic views. However, this time Jack did not even bother to crack the slightest grin..his face remained cold and distant, his empty eyes never leaving the pale figures that stood before him.
"For you information.." Jack said speaking in almost a faint whisper. " ..I only learned about the day of my death a year ago. It still haunts me to this day..and even though I want very badly to see someone on the other side ..I can't..I broke my promise to her." Taking his hands from his sides he moved them along his chest and heaved a sigh that seemed to be heavy with sadness.

"I promised a very special person that I would live to be an old fart, complete with cracking spines, wrinkles everywhere and no more control of my bladder, therefor having to wet myself constantly.....and then I went and died at the ripe age of thirteen. I can't go yet, and if you try to take me..I swear I'll eat your faces off."