A Good Way To D.A.I

Chapter 2: Death's Mercy

"Having fun aren't you?" Death whispered quietly in Zoe's ear. He yelped in surprise as the illusion crumbled away to reveal the once more peaceful night. The chirping of crickets continued their song in the quiet cemetery like nothing had ever happened. The two teenagers are now on the ground, asleep, courtesy of this man's supernatural powers.

"L-lord Death?" Zoe gasped as he fisted a fist across his chest and bowed.

"Skip the formalities." Death replied coolly.

"I-I can't believe that you're here. Oh how I've dreamt of meeting you..." Death coughed pointedly. "Continue with that I'll make sure to drag your soul down with me."

Zoe gulped as he tried to sneak a glimpse of the dark form. But all he saw was a man in his twenties wearing a black shirt, torned jeans and a pair of raybans that covered his eyes. He thought to himself that this man doesn't look all that godly when his mouth opened on its own accord. "We had a report of a zombification happening in this part of the city and I was sent by Lennoz. But, all I found was a part of his hand." 

Zoe frowned in shock once he realized his mouth had blabbered on its own. Death flashed him a sweet smile. Damn the gods and their powerful asses.

Rolling his eyes mentally, Zoe lifted the now dusty ziplock bag towards the man known as the legendary god of death with steady fingers. Or as steady as he could to mask the stomach of nervousness. Today must be his lucky day to be able to see the lord in the flesh and bones. Imagine how the rest would squirm with envy if they heard that he met their most revered lord in one of his assignments?

Death wrinkled his nose in disgust as his dark eyes studied the package in that mortal's hand. The man is pale, almost as white as marble. And maybe those abs would be as hard as marble too.

"What in hell's name is that?" Death raised his brow.

Zoe shrugged. "Uh, the instant I had it inside, it was reduced to a pile of ashes. I wasn't incompetent or what I swear. Even though this was my first assignment, I promised I followed all the procedures in the codex... I didn't know it would turn out like that--- I swear my name by the River of Nyx."

Death waved his hand impatiently. "Yes yes I get it. You don't have to be overdramatic. Jeez, even my grandma on her deathbed speaks less than that." The last sentence wasn't even filtered from Zoe's ears, much to his annoyance. But he pretended to ignore it.

"So what else can I do for you my lord? I may seem small and very mortal in your eyes, but I promise I'm pretty useful." Zoe bowed as an offer of his service. After all, Lennoz had personally trained him himself, he didn't want it to reflect badly on his mentor.

"There is something I've been curious about. What were you doing with these two people? Care to tell Adevine?"

Zoe tried to hide his surprise but it was too late. "H-how do you know my real name?" He never told anyone his given name. Not even Lennoz.

"It's pretty simple. I'm a god. I know many things." Death smiled.

"Well I... all I wanted was to scare them away. I know the raiders are coming and made the judgement that they should leave." Zoe sighed. "I'm not such a meddlesome person right?"

Death had a bemused expression. "Scaring people to chase them away, to my knowledge that's not meddlesome but rather cute. Is terrorizing fellow humans a part of the Codex or what your mentor taught you?"

"I--- no, sir. I just thought since it's Valentine's Day, we should have some fun. I apologise." Zoe shrugged with a silly grin.

Death smirked. "That's what you call fun? I guess we have very different definitions, Adevine. That being said I'm not here for this. How many times has the vaporising happened?"