I tried to kill my pain

But that only brought more

So much more

I lay dying

And i'm pouring crimson regret and betrayl

Am I too lost to be saved?

Am I too lost?

Tourniquet-Evanescence

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Kaitalin's POV

I opened my eyes and shivered. I was on some beach somewhere but it was freezing. Why would I got to a beach in winter?  I wondered. Probably to check out a cute boy. I am a 33 year old mess and as Aimlea would've said I needed to act my age. I went to let out a sigh at the thought of my murdered best friend when I realised no breath came out. My eyes widened. I felt my pulse, my skin cold from the biting wind. There wasn't a pulse. I went to scream expecting nothing since I had no breathe but a horse cry came out. I jumped to my feet and looked around. To my right was an extremely short line of old people. On the other side was a rather long line of scary looking people. Apart from a little girl with huge blonde pigtails. " Next." A voice called out. My head snapped up in recognision of that voice. It couldn't be.  I looked to where I heard the voice and saw a mess of blonde curls. The curls were attached to a tanned head with bluish lips and violet eyes. " AMMY!" I cried out and ran to her, wrapping my arms around her and squeezing hard.

She didn't respond. She just stood there, I could've sworn I heard her growl at me. " Don't growl at me ammy! It's been ages since you were murdered. Wait. If your here, and your dead then that means." I screamed again. Aimlae just tilted her head to the side and looked at me strangely. " Name." She said, her voice cold, detached and slightly sad. " It's me! Kitty Kat!" I smiled, using the nickname we had given each other in school. She just raised an eyebrow. " Real name. Do not be funny with me or I will not hesitate you to send you to the flames." She growled out glaring at me. " Kaitalin Howard." I answered. Slightly scared at how she was being. She checked an old looking scroll in her hand. "il nuovo mietitore," She whispered in Italian. I was always jealous of her talent. 

Her mother had insisted she was to speak Italian when she was at home and so she was fluent in the beautiful language. " Ok, your the new reaper. I'll take you to the master." She froze. Then dropped to one knee and bowed her head. I looked at herconfused then noticed the other people dressed in black were also down on one knee, all the other people in the lines were cowering. I turned to see an extremely tall man stand in front of my. His eyes were pitch black like his hair and his skin was pale. " Oi. Ammy. Whos this dude and how many steroids did it take to make him that tall?" I asked Ammy, nudging her with my leg. She let out a low growl at me and kept her chin down to the top of her black shirt.

I realised now that Ammy was wearing black. She never used to. The day before she died she was wearing a white summer dress with a rope belt, a straw like hat and a denim jacket. Not the black and leather she was wearing now. I turned back to look at the tall man. " You. Get to your line." He boomed at me. I folded my arms and cocked my hip at him. " And who are you? Controller of people?" I asked sarcastically. He glared at me with thoose deep, cold eyes.

" Aimlea. Stand." He ordered and she rose quickly, keeping her eyes averted. " I will get Keo to cover. Show our new reaper to her room. Which is yours. Now you have a female reaper who seems to think she knows you to moan too. I'm sure Dave would be very happy to not have a depressed reaper constantly talking about nonsense to him." He ordered. I noticed Aimlea's jaw clench before she nodded " Yes Master death." She bowed quickly then grabbed my wrist and dragged me towards a castle.

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