We Live a Dying Dream

Ami

Key Seven: Ami:

-The Living Realm-

"Hurry up!" Ami complained. "I want to go get something to eat!"

"Okay, okay," Lavi said. "I'm coming." The angel ran to his girlfriend with stuffed bags in his arms. He peeked out through the hole. Ami frowned, folding her arms across her chest.

"Can't you keep up?" she asked.

"Sorry," Lavi said. Ami sighed, shaking her head.

"What am I going to do with you?" she asked. The spoiled little princess stood three months pregnant. Her grandmother still gave her hell at home. Bookman gave her and Lavi judgmental looks. Her boyfriend gave her a goofy grin.

"Keep me around forever," he said. Ami rolled her eyes.

"Right…" she muttered under her breath. The teenaged mother-to-be walked down the pathway in the outdoor market. She needed to get out of that house today. Her grandmother and Bookman gradually plotted to break up the couple.

"Ami," Lavi spoke up.

"What?" she asked.

"Do you really need all these clothes?"

"Yes!" She clenched her fists at her sides. "Shopping is how I keep from stabbing people!" The angle nervously looked down at the boxes in her arms.

"Yeah, yeah," he said in a low voice. Ami was walking past a dark shaman booth when something caught her eyes. The teenaged mother-to-be backed up for a better look. In the centerpiece of the display sat a big black book covered in rubies and diamonds. Ami tilted her head as she looked at the skulls and blood red Kanji on the cover.

"Welcome, young lady," a raspy voice said. "See something you like?" Ami leapt back when she saw an old hag in gold and black silk robes. Silver rings covered her wrinkled fingers as did a huge silver necklace. The young mother-to-be stepped back when she said the gold in the old lady's teeth.

"Not really," she said. The old merchant took a smoke of her long pipe.

"Pity," she said. Ami frowned as her eyes moved back towards the book in the middle of the display.

"What is this?" she asked. The old lady blew at smoke as she looked down at the book.

"Ah," she said. "My Book of Amida is not for sale." Ami sneered as she reached out to touch it.

"Don't want it anyway," she muttered under her breath.

"You mustn't do that, dear," the hag said as she eyed Ami's pregnant belly. The heiress's fingertips touched the giant skull with ruby eyes. Whispers of death filled her ears. Suddenly, she screamed as it felt like her baby was clawing at her womb.

"Oh god!" she screamed. The old lady dropped her pipe.

"Miss! Are you okay?" she asked. Ami could barely hear her voice. She turned and ran down the path. Ami's eyes darted around the place. The people in the crowd looked like ghouls with razor-sharp teeth and dead eyes. Their laughter and muzzled voices made her head spin. Sure, they may have been shopping and talking like normal to a sane person, but the teenaged girl felt like she was walking through a feast in Hell. One mother looked like she was about to eat her newborn baby that she held in her arms. Two blacksmiths' hammers made a sound that made Ami want to scream. The children running towards her looked like miniature devils in masks swinging paper lanterns around. Ami panted as the pain grew worse. It felt like her unborn child was trying to crawl its way out of her belly. The teenaged mother-to-be looked around, frantic. Help me! Help me! Ami looked up and saw a staple of a church up ahead. Before she knew, the pregnant teenaged girl ran through the crowd, clutching her stomach as her baby's clawing grew worse. She fell to her knees, panting.

Help me. Help me! Just as mysterious as it started, the pain in her womb stopped. Ami removed her hands from her stomach and looked around. Judging by the broken and moss-covered headstones around her, she realized that she was sitting in a graveyard. She put her hand to her forehead and took a deep breath. What was that?

"Ami!" someone shouted. The teenaged mother-to-be looked up to see Lavi running towards her. He stopped to catch his breath.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"I think so," Ami said. Her boyfriend pulled her to her feet.

"What happened to you?"

"I don't know. I just touched that stupid book and it felt like that kid was trying to claw its way out of me."

"Do you want to go the hospital?"

"Alright." She let her boyfriend walk her out of the graveyard to the hospital down the street. Ami just wanted to pass out right there in his arms.

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