I'm Aberash Abara, I was born in Aswan Egypt 1949. I grew up poor in my village, it was small and everybody knew everybody. The men harvested and built new houses, while women cared for their houses and the children. I didn't have a problem with it though. I had always wanted to help my village. 

  One day I decided that I was going to venture through the desert that would lead to the Americas. I knew that it would be difficult and risky. I could have a heat stroke, or starve, there was a lot. Once I got there I was going to make enough money to come back and help my village. 

  "Wadaea al'umi", I told my mother as I put on my backpack. "Are you sure this is what you want to do?" she asked me. I nodded my head and ventured out of the village. The first day was fine, I ate my meals and at night I slept. Soon it had been days, then weeks.

  I was dying, I ran out of food and was very tired. The nights started to get colder, the days got hotter. That's when the sand finally turned into dirt. I had reached Libya. It wasn't America but I could stop and get some more food. I was starving. I looked at the city and smiled. That's when everything went black.

  Turned out I had starved to death. Just as I had reached a checkpoint I died! When I woke up I was in a morgue, tied in a clothe next to a bunch of other dead bodies. Someone had found me at the lines of the country. I squirmed and kicked around to try and get free. I got frustrated and punched straight through the cloth. "Was I always this strong", I thought.

  I stood up and I was naked, a worker came in and shouted at me. "Madha tafeal"! I tried to run and he grabbed me. "Stay right here young woman", he told me. I elbowed him in the stomach and roundhouse kicked him in the face. I stole his clothes and left. I went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror.

  I turned when I saw a book on the sink. "Kayf yakun min alsahl almawt". I read through it, I was apparently a phantom. I noticed in the mirror that my reflection appeared as a ghoul. Now unless I was in phantom form it wouldn't look like that to anyone else. I was stuck in purgatory and had to, "Aikhurj". Yet it gave me no instructions on how to do so. I closed the book and put it on the sink.

  The grim reaper appeared in front of me. "Hello sir", I said looking at him. "Hello, you will need help escaping purgatory. Pick a weapon to help you fight". There was a sword, a whip, ninja stars, and a bat. I chose the sword. "Great choice-". "Wait sir, can you give me any clue on how to get out of here"?

  "I suggest you move to New York City, the answers will be there soon", he said, leaving. "New York City, I haven't thought of that", I thought. Not too long after I moved to NYC and lived there peacefully for 52 years. I started to hear about "Alley Cat", a woman running New York's projects and not aging.

  Having had the name for 23 years. I decided to find her. I went to the shadiest alley I could find. A girl with an Afro and a person in a hoodie walked up to me. "These are our streets ma'am, go ahead and leave". The girl in the hoodie was staying quiet. With my night vision, I could see the girl in the hoodie was a jumjuma, a skeleton!

  "Are you who they call, alley cat?", I asked. "What's it to ya"? "I'm not leaving until I get answers". Another girl walked up behind them, her hair was long and brown and she was wearing sunglasses. Then another girl was wearing an academy school uniform. "Then I guess you'll have to deal with us", she said, shrugging her shoulders. She took something she was carrying over her shoulder down.

  It was a scythe. She swung it at me and I jumped over her head and behind me. I punched her in the back and she turned around and hit me with the handle of her scythe. The girl in sunglasses did a double backflip while shooting arrows. Three of them hit me. The girl in the uniform flipped back and shot both of her handguns at me. I sliced the skeleton girl and the one with the bow and arrow before getting shot twice.

  I fell down and everything went black. I woke up on a couch surrounded by all of them. "Who are you?", the girl with the scythe asked. "I'm Aberash, I wanted to get to the phantom Alley cat". "Well she's here, are you another phantom"? "Yes, I'm a ghoul, I need to get out of purgatory". "Fine, that's what the four of us are trying to do, I guess we could use one more", she said, helping me up.

  (Mitsuki POV)

  I was walking through Central Park when I saw a small house. I walked up to it and heard people there. What made me shake was the fact I sensed no life at all. I knocked on the door. "Fine, that's what the four of us are trying to do", I heard someone say. The door opened and I smiled at them.

  "Hi, I'm Mitsuki". There was a tall girl with long brown hair at the door. "Hi Mitsuki, I'm Veronica", she said, shaking my hand. I sensed no life in her, and by the look on her face, she sensed none in me. She yanked me inside and quickly closed the door. "You guys we have another", Veronica said. They all introduced themselves. 

  Little did we know the six of us were the start of a journey. That just by gathering our path out of purgatory had just begun.