Original Purpose

The church was small, barely able to hold fifty people. It was built when the town was only forty or so people, but with the Willis family and the Thompson family moving in, it was quickly overwhelmed.

Shortly after, a new one was built, large enough to handle things for decades, but the old one remained, unused.

Every so often, someone would try to come up with a new plan to use the building for something, but it had to remain a church, they said.

So I came in with the Church of Sin.

Surprisingly, they were cool with it.

Data Mining

Out here on the edge of the known galaxy, you learned to just put up with crazy shit. So when I cracked the asteroid and the alien ghost attached herself to me, I just learned to put up with her.

If anything, it did give me someone to talk to on the 24 hour mining shifts. Although she didn't like me taking the Buzzshots to stay awake, but she understood.

She also didn't like me spending most of my credits on Calmshots, but she understood.

Eventually, she understood enough to no longer need me.

Although she needed my body, naturally. 

The Cost

I crawled out of my tent, expecting to see a sunrise. Instead I found an angry woman with pointed ears and small wings staring at me.

"Uh... Did I mix up my mushrooms?"

She tilted her head, mouthing the words, then speaking.

"Human, you slept in the Forbidden Valley!"

"I what?

No, wait, I can't be the first person to sleep here!"

"I didn't say you were the first. Now the cost must be paid!"

"You can't have my name!"

"Fine, no name, how about your tongue instead?"

"Fine.

Wait!"

She spun her hand and gjdafv bkjfx dyijcsfb...

Lougljf!

HTUJVDY!!!

Chain Of Command

"Fine, fuck it, I'll do it myself."

The captain strode off the bridge and down to engineering, just before the power conversion coil exploded and took out all biological officers on the deck.

"Navigation, take the chair!"

The first officer ran to the missile bay, just before the launcher malfunctioned and it blew up.

"You have command!"

The navigation officer said this and ran to the escape pod, unaware it had already left and sucked him out into deep space.

Then, the enemy vanished and I was alone for the last five years, as I told the other investigation team.

Missed Heart

The assassin ended up standing between the target and their client, guns trained on both of them.

"You lied to me!"

The client shook their head.

"I never said the client wasn't a child. You never asked. So now you have a choice, do you break your stupid personal rule, or do you break the contract? Choices, choices..."

The assassin glared between the two of them, before finally turning to the target, and shot the target in the chest.

"We done?"

The client nodded.

The assassin then shot the client multiple times, and then began first aid on the child.

Pass It On

As he went to shoot me, I thrust forward with the broken umbrella, piercing his heart with it.

He dropped the gun, and lacked the ability to pick it up, as he felt himself taking his last breaths.

Instead, he managed to pull off his sunglasses and held them out to me.

"Given to me by my first true kill..."

He died. I took the sunglasses, and went to put them on when I saw the small bomb hidden inside it, so I passed it out the window where it exploded harmlessly.

I'd have told him off, but you know. 

Mislabelled

I opened the storage unit with trepidation, unsure what to expect. I was somewhat surprised to find it neatly organised and laid out. Having been used to dealing with disorganised messes, it was a nice change.

But as I began to sort through it, the labels kept being wrong. The sofa was labelled as the dining room set, a lamp with a label saying it was clothing.

And then it got weird. A pack of plates was, apparently, 'Spot (Dalmatian)', and so on.

I checked the will again, and suddenly realised they had wanted to hide their wishes while alive.