This is going to rock, big time.

~Ems~

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(Trickster's/Beatrix's POV)

"Guys I know a way out, but Its going to cost something. My life", I said looking down at my feet.

"No, we'll find another way out", Nightingale shouted at me.

They tried to talk me out of it but I didn't change my mind. I walked over to the center of the room a laid down flat on my back and closed my eyes.

(In Beatrix's mind)

I willed myself to the Door of Death. I knew if I knocked, my Life Force would create a portal that Nightingale and Blaze could use to get home.

I lifted the door knocker and let it fall. It hit the door with a loud bang.

The door opened to reveal a Reaper. My parents told me stories about them and how people could willing give up their Life Force to save or protect someone they cared deeply for.

The Reaper wore a dark hood and a white mask that covered his face. The Reaper gasped to she me. He stepped threw the door and closed it behind him.

"It is not your time Beatrix May Wilson", The Reaper spoke in a very formal but it sounded like my dad's voice.

"I have come to trade my Life Force to save two people", I said standing up taller.

"Trix, no", The Reaper said firmly. His voice was defiantly one I had heard before, but where.

"I know the rules. You have to let me do this", I yelled. This stupid Reaper thought I was just a nobody. It ticked me off.

"The rules are meant for humans, not Living Reapers, my daughter", The Reaper said. I wasn't paying attention to what he had said.

"Just let me go", I yelled at the Reaper.

"Beatrix May Wilson", I heard a female voice say as a female Reaper stepped threw the door.

"I know my own name already", I said.

"But do you even know who you're talking to", The female Reaper said taking off her hood and mask. The male did too.

I looked at the faces of my parents. I went through a million thoughts in a second flat.

"You're Reapers", I said running up to them and hugging them tightly.

"Yes and you are too", My dad said, pulling back to look at me.

"How am I one. All I've done is hurt people, not help them. I'm not a Reaper", I said, looking down at my feet.

"Beatrix, baby. You're one. In fact, ever since we died, you've had all of the powers of a Reaper", My mom said, pulling my face up to look at her. I looked into her green eyes that were so much like mine.

" What powers", I asked.

" Your fear mist. All Reapers have some. We use it to scare spirits of the wicked. That's why it works so well on the people you deal with", My dad said.

"But how can I help my friends with that", I asked them both.

"You have all the powers of a Reaper in you, you're just too scared to use them. If you believe in yourself, you can uses a portal to get you and your friends out", My mom said, kissing the top of my head.

"How can I", I asked again.

"You have two people who care for you and believe in you already", My dad said, as both my parents put on their masks and hoods and left me standing in front of the Door of Death.

(No longer in Beatrix's head)

I woke up with gasp and sat up, smacking my head against Nightingale's, who had been leaning over me.

"I know the way out", I said pulling myself to my feet and helping Nightingale up.

"How can we help", Blaze asked me.

"Believe in me", I said, with a large smile forming on my face.

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I told you that this chapter would rock. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did writing it.

~Ems~