*first person 200 years ago (1889/90) *
i dont remember much, i was walking pass an alleyway when, everything went black, my eyes flutter open and i am instantly blinded by bright light, squeezing my eyes lightly i slowly sit up.
i slowly open my eyes and wait for my to slowly adjust to the brightness of the...room i was in, " what the hell" i say, my voice echoing around the 'room' i was in. i slowly got up off a pealry white slab (table) i awoke on.
" Welcome, Darcy Wikham' an angelic female voice said, the voice was soft, like a delicate feather, i spun around, my white dress, swishing at my feet " a-am i d-dead?" i asked stuttering my thick irish accent made my words slurr a little bit.
the Angel nodded solemenly, i looked down refusing to become upset, everyone one day will leave the human world to continue on in the next life, i lifted my azure blue eyes and looked at the angel again,
"Darcy whikham, follow me to meet father of all creations" her angelic voice pulled me out of thoughts that were brewing in my head.
now i was sceptical about believeing in god when i was alive, but being dead had nearly changed my view, i uslly believed in more than one god like the vivkings, Romans and Greeks, now thats a little bit confusing and abnormal but believeing in one god is...well...was one of the things that caused arguments through my village
we reached a pair of pearly marbled double doors, that had no limits when you looked up to see where they eneded.
"Just push open the doors in there, there will be two men waiting for you, God the father of all creations" she said with love and adoration, then her attitude changed " and that evil man.... Satan/devil/hades i don't care what his name is" venom leaked from er words causing me to flinch and look down "thank you..." i trailedoff hinting i wanted to know her name
" angelica" she said, smiling and bowing, walking away her pure white wings stretched out behind her,
' what a cliche name' i thought to myself, shrugging and pushing open the doors, cautiously i walked in, looking around, great huge concreate beams with gold go around it in a swirl and designs lined a path way to a pure white throne with gold designs etched on it, while next was a black throne chair, that black withred designs etched onto it, blones lined the arm of the throne.
i gulped and picked up my pace, my nerves were all over the place, i finally reached the steps leading up to the thrones
" Darcy Wikham, died April 15th 1889, killed by a phsycopath ( serial killer) in an alleyway in London" a deep voice boomed, it was a male voice, i flinched, " i believe it was your birthday?" the voice questioned, i looked up and gasped quietly, there on the white throne was a man who was in his, i believe in his thirties, he had white long hair reaching his shoulders and a white beared reaching half way to his stomach and had crystal blue eyes.
" t-thats correct" i stutter standing up straight and clearing my throat, a new voice joined in deeper and gruffer " God, why dont stop trying to frighten the poor girl" a man sat in the dark throne chair and rested his chin on the palm of his hand, his hair was long and black and tied into a ponytail to side fringes frammed his face, rusty red eyes stared at her, blinking with a smirk on his face
"lucifer, why dont you tell miss Darcy Wikham why you are interetsed in her , and please make it quick" God said staring at the me without blinking, " straight to the point" lucifer got up from his chair and walked down the steps, circling around me, " i want to make a proposal" he said, stopping in front of me
" whats the proposal?" i ask, placing my hands behind my back and fidgeting with my fingers, lucifer grinned " you know the four horsemen of the apocolypse, well i have three of my horsemen, war, famine, conquest ( pestilence) but i am missing one more...Death, my grim reaper" lucifer said " i want you to be my death, i want you to become a horsemen" he offered, putting out his hand.
me become a horsemen, i gulp " i-i thought you only wanted men?" i stutter curious of why he would want me " oh Darcy, your a strong woman, and our loyal, so do we have a deal"
i shook his hand, i wouldnt want to be bored now that im dead and i knew that with becoming a horsemen i could travel the world " deal"
as soon as that word came out of my mouth, thunder was heard and lightening flashed out side the room, " Darcy Wikham you are now a horsemen of death"
thats how i became a horsemen, death itself, the thing that people feared the most, but the thing is death is beautiful
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so, im going to continue i promise, its just i want become up with really good ideas, i already have 7 reads and im proud, but i would like a little more
anyway
im going to fisnish wiriting the secnd chapter and maybe the third one two
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