"Whereas I play a paladin, which is a warrior with healing abilities. Lore wise, most are lawful, and purge the forces of evil... Like zombies and necromancers." "...Hey, that's what I play." "Yeah. If I met you in-game, I'd kill you immediately." Chase said with a grin. "Wha- You know I'm only level 27!" "If it's red it's dead. That's how I play." "But that's so mean! You know I get killed all the time!" "Don't hate the player, hate the game." Chase used his left hand to wipe his hair away from his face.
"I'm going to throw you in front of a bus." Chase just smiled and put his hands behind his back, prideful. "Hey, hey, hold on. In a video game, you'll just respawn in ten seconds. In real life, you know... when it's over, it's over. No respawns." Scarlet crossed her arms and looked at him. "I-I mean, no shit captain obvious-"
Something shattering caught both of their attention. There were more noises of things falling and hitting each other. A limping man walked out of a small window of a shop, hunched over. His shirt was stained with blood from his stomach and he was carrying a bag. He started walking oppositely from Scarlet and Chase, limping. "...A robbery?" Scarlet narrowed her eyes. 'We're clearly standing here, is that guy an idiot?'
"I need to deal with this." Chase started walking forward, toward the man, and Scarlet widened her eyes. "Wait, Chase!" Chase stopped. "S...should I stop him? Are detectives even equipped for a live burglary?" '...I have a really bad feeling about this...' She started walking faster to catch up with the man who had turned the corner. He was walking awfully fast for his state. Scarlet finally turned the corner and stopped walking so fast, since her footsteps were so loud. She heard the man muttering, "..Will this be enough... Will this be enough.." over and over again. He paused, his hand wandering to his wound. He then brought it up to look at his hand.
"...Blood...I'm bleeding...? What am going to do..." Chase and Scarlet came to a halt behind the man, Scarlet practically hiding behind Chase. Chase held his gun up. "Drop whatever is in your arms and put your hands up." Scarlet watched the man closely. 'I probably shouldn't interfere... after all, this is his job... He remembered to get more bullets for his gun, right...?' She glanced at Chase holding his weapon before looking back at the man. "...Put my hands up?" The man dropped the bag, and money spilled out. "Or what?" He started to turn towards them. "You'll kill me?" He turned around to look at them fully, and Scarlet's eyes widened.
He looked bad. Like, really bad. His mouth and nose were bleeding. His eyes looked like they were going to pop out of their socket, and blood was dripping from them, too. Chase seemed unphased by it. "...If you cooperate, I can help you get medical attention." "Yeah? And who is going to pay for it?" "Now is not the time to worry about that. If you don't get medical attention within the day, you're going to die." The man was very upset, putting his arms out as he yelled. "You think I don't know that?! I don't know what fantasy world you're living in, but no one is going to give me treatment for free!" If possible, his eyes became even wider.
"Besides, trust a cop? You bastards are everything wrong with this shithole of a city... It's teeming with crime, and you just stand aside and watch us rot!" "...I know. I'm trying to fix it." "Hah... Starting with me, huh... I killed two already to get this money... What's one more..." The man reached into his pocket, and Scarlet, noticing this, started to dash in front of Chase.
Before he could process what had happened the man had pulled out a gun and already shot it. Chase seemed to accept the fact that he wasn't going to get out of the way in time rather quickly, but Scarlet jumped in front of him just in time. It went through her forehead, and as she didn't have time to catch her balance, she fell sideways.
'There's a few things I've learnt over this past month. First off, the nature of sin is complex. I met Chase immediately after Jordan. My assumption was that he was just like my first sinner. Evil. But over time, I discovered that rarely are sins so black and white. With that in mind, somewhere along the line, I guess I decided to trust Chase. He was a lot of things, but he wasn't evil... Though, I'm still unsure if he actually won my trust, or if it's because I have no one else. Regardless, in this split second, my unconscious mind decided he was worth taking a bullet for. A bullet won't kill a reaper. Even if we're chopped into little pieces, we'll still be 'alive.' And of course, I'm already well aware of this.'
Chase's eyes widened as he watched Scarlets 'lifeless' body fall to the floor next to him.
'But to Chase... I just died.'
"Cliffhangers. Heehee." - Graveweaver
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Brook X GN Reader || I'm The Grim Reaper
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