Brook X GN Reader || I'm The Grim Reaper

Chapter 13

     'What a filthy, filthy world. How long will it take me to kill all of them? To pour salt on every one of these snails? Infected... Infected... Disgusting...' (In case you don't know what's happening her demon is out since she lost control of her emotions. She had no control.) She came to a stop in front of Chase's apartment door. 'DIE.' She grabbed the handle to the door, and turned it, opening the door. She slammed it open, only to quickly come to her senses, her demon retreating.

   Chase stood by his bed, a pair of jeans on, him shirtless, a sweater halfway over his head. He was obviously changing. Lightstalker was on the bed next to him. "... Chase..." Chase, the sweater over his head and one arm in it halted. "Wait, Scarlet?" He frantically tried to get his sweater on. "Oh my god, can you knock?!" He fell over, letting out a grunt as he tried to fit it over his head.

   He finally for his sweater on and sat up, looking at scarlet. "D-did you see my nipples...?" "Yeah." Chase put his hands over his sweater where his nipples would be. "Y-you can't just walk in you know!" Scarlet walked to the computer. "I really needed to use your computer."

    'What...what that? Just a moment ago, I felt like ripping out his spine... I barely remember... It was such a primal feeling...' Scarlet sat on the computer, and Chase sat on the floor by the table on his phone. Chase glanced at Scarlet, then back to his phone. "I do wonder where you disappear to." Scarlet stopped playing the game and looked at Chase, then put her hand together and rested her chin on them. "... Chase, do you think murder can ever be justified?"

    Chase's eyes widened and he narrowed then at Scarlet. "Yes." Scarlet pushed the chair out from the desk and turned it to face him. "You responded quite... Fast.." "I've thought about it a lot. What about you?" "Not sure. Killing someone makes you a killer, too. But you know maybe in the right situation.." Chase rested his head on his hand, shoulder on the table. "I don't agree with your first statement. You can have a bed of flowers, and a single weed can sprout and strangle the flowers around it. Any responsible gardener would rip the weed from its roots, instead of sitting around hoping it'll turn into a flower." "It's awfully bold of another flower to think they're the gardener." "It really isn't. Society has a system like it, for flowers to judge the weeds. I'm part of it, as a detective. There are too many things wrong in this world. Cults, criminals, and gangs... The Red Spades, for example." Scarlet's eyes widened as she remembered what that one woman had said to her.

    "A-are you from the red spades? Please, I never did anything to you..."

   'That name again...' "Why did you ask such a weird question?" "The quickest way to get to know someone is to ask hard questions, is all." "... Alright." Chase went back to his phone for a minute or two. "You should take a shower." "Well, that's rude." "You smell like blood. Again." Chase looked at her with narrowed eyes. Scarlet widened her eyes, and Chase looked at his phone, acting as if that was a completely normal thing for her. Well, technically it was.
    
      "You know, if you have a part-time job as a butcher, you can let me know! Nothing wrong with manual labor!" Scarlet stood up and scratched the back of her head, trying to play it cool. "Woaahh, haha, was it that obvious? You got me! It's just such a lame job!" "I knew it, the hours were so weird, and you were so sneaky! You should have told me from the start!" "I really should have, you're so right! I was just so embarrassed!" They started laughing and it eventually died down. "Well, if you insist, I'll be borrowing your shower!" Scarlet said, quickly making her way to the bathroom. She shut the door and leaned against it.

    'I need to kill him after he solves case x. He's suspicious of me... But isn't acting on it to keep me around, out of self-interest. When we lose usefulness for each other, I need to make the first move.' "I guess I should wash my clothes too.." Scarlet said as she slipped off her jacket. She slipped the bandana around her neck off of her as well.

    "I really haven't showered since I've become the grim reaper, huh...." Scarlet pulled her shirt over her head, but stopped. "Wait... What is that?" Looking at herself in the mirror, she saw her torso. There were scars littered all over her stomach and chest. Her legs sort of wobbled, and she started to feel sick. 'Who the hell am I?'

  
    "This is the fan service episode I guess." - Graveweaver

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Fun fact of the day: The last point you'll need to climb on mount Everest is called rainbow valley, because of all the colorful winter jackets of the frozen people who tried and failed to climb it.