We were sitting back at the table and I was waiting for Ren to explain herself. She looked nervous and was fidgeting in her seat.
"I'm waiting." I told her while crossing my arms and glaring.
"Where do I begin?" Ren muttered.
"Oh I don't know, the beginning?" I sarcastically said while rolling my eyes. She glared at me, which I responded with a raised eyebrow.
"I've always had this gift." She started while looking far off. "I had the ability to see things farther than the average person. I simply thought it was my imagination, but I knew it wasn't when I could see my mother at my door
before she opened it. I tried to keep this 'gift' under wraps until a certain organization recruited me since they heard about my ability. They called my ability The Eye." I sat in my chair stunned.
"The Eye? "
"Its a gift that Death gives to some to be able to see all of the holes she caused."
"She seriously does not like cleaning up after herself." I muttered to myself.
"She appointed a special group of people to monitor the holes and terminate potential threats."
"So she actually cares about something." Ren awkwardly chuckled.
"Not really, it's more like she believes that the more deaths that are caused by the holes, the more work she has to do."
"Why is this Goddess so fucking lazy? She seriously needs to retire or something."
"Believe me, she's tried, but she is the only one that has the ability to do the job."
"It sounds like you know her personally." I stated while curiously looking at her.
"She is my boss."
"Mine too." Angel said while leaning back into her chair. I honestly forgot she was even there.
"So you're part of this secret organization also?" Angel gave a nod.
"I'm the one who recruited her."
"Well that explains why Ren wasn't a blushing babbling mess when you introduced yourself."
"I do not babble!" Ren protested stubbornly while leaning forward in her chair.
"Yes, you do." I told her seriously and she sat back down in her seat while crossing her arms and pouting.
"I'm guessing you know about me then." I directed my question toward Angel.
"That you'll bring peace and harmony and all of that bullshit?" Angel asked with boredom.
"Yeah."
"Its kind of hard to not know since our boss is your creator's sister. Death loves talking about how amazing Soul is and all of the wonderful things she created."
"Sounds like someone has a sister complex."
"You have no idea." Angel and Ren both sighed out.
"Does she get along with Life?" Angel shrugged her shoulders.
"Don't know, she only talks about her one sister."
I wanna see your Peacock cock
I said I want see your Peacock cock-
"Seriously?" Angel asked Ren who gave a nod.
"Hello?" I asked whomever was on the other side of the phone. I knew that it was either Paul or Peyton since they're the only ones who had my phone number.
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The Life Of Sarenda Sitzer(DISCONTINUED)
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