Plot Out

Noa helped Katsuya leave Purgatory though the entrance. The lt. couldn’t bear to look at his friend like that once more. Such a shame. Noa didn’t deserve any of this at all. He and the others needed to be in Heaven. But what could Katsuya do? He just died after all. Not much he could do anyway.

The lt. wandered out into the streets. As he walked around the city, Katsuya looked up and noticed his surroundings. Black and cold all around. The rain had just finished up. Katsuya realized where he had walked into.

“I’m home!” he thought. “This is Jade City.” Another thought crossed his mind. “So,” he thought. “Am I a ghost?” Only one way to see.

The lt. began looking for a body of water. In one minute, Katsuya found a big puddle near a closed noodle bar. He looked in the water. His reflected looked very faint. The lt. smirked to himself.

“Just as I thought!” he called. “I am a ghost!” Made things easier for him here. Katsuya continued on with his walk.

It all still didn’t make sense to him. Why him? Why did they want him to take out Ume-Judas and his regime? Why not someone else? Or rather, why couldn’t they do it themselves? It didn’t make sense at all.

As he thought this, Katsuya walked all the way out of city to the main bridge. He happened to look up ahead of him. A young man stood on the edge looking down into the water below. The lt. watched him closely. He predicted what would happen next. “Aw crap,” Katsuya thought. “A suicide! Perfect!” The lt. looked around some. No one in sight. “Aw great!” he thought. “Now I’m going to have to play the hero!” Katsuya walked over to the lad in peril.

The young man began to jump off of the bridge. He would had hit the water if someone hadn’t grabbed him by the shirt right away. The man looked up immediately. Katsuya held onto him tightly. (The lt. found himself amazed that he could touch the man even though a ghost.)

“Hang on!” the lt. called out. “I’ve got you!” The man struggled to get free.

“Let me go!” he cried. “I want to die!”

“Why?” the lt. asked. The man looked at him blankly. He couldn’t think straight at the moment. Katsuya used this opportunity to pull him back over the bridge.

In a few minutes, they sat near the road talking.

“Now,” Katsuya spoke up. “Why do you want to die so much?” The man thought about that for a moment.

“I hate my life, I’m poor, the soldiers have imprisoned my wife for praying for her ill niece, my home is going to repossessed soon, and the rest of my family has disowned me because I married my wife,” he listed. Katsuya shook his head at him.

“So?” he asked. The man looked at him surprised. Katsuya turned to him.

“You said so yourself,” he went on. “You have a wife. How do you think she would feel if she found out you died?” The man stared at him surprised.

“Now,” Katsuya began again. “You love your wife, right?” The man nodded at him.

“Why yes,” he said. “We just got married after years of dating. She’s a beautiful Catholic. Really smart and funny. Good with her hands too! My parents didn’t want to me marry her so I could avoid persecution. But what could I do? I love the woman. I love her that much to risk my life.”

“Well there you go,” Katsuya spoke up. “Live for her. Live and survive until she is free again!” The young man stood up.

“I will!” he called. “I will live for my wife, Susan! Thank you so much, uh…” The lt. shrugged.

“I’m just an angel,” he replied as he stood up as well.

“Okay,” the young man spoke. “I thank you!” He bowed and hurried all the way home. Katsuya watched him leave with a smile on his face. “There’s my good deed for the day!” he thought. Then, the lt. walked away to the land of the dead.

Live for Love