Your Last Wish

Chapter 4

!!WARNING!! This episode takes a real turn and mentions of drinking. If u no like, you may skip to end.

(You're lost in the wood)

                 You sat by the fire's burning embers humming the music that protruded from the Governor's mansion a few nights ago. You blew the long H/C strips of hair out of your eyes. "I kinda wish I went to that party." you whined to yourself.  

"Well then you wouldn't have met me!" a familiar voice answered. 

                  You looked up to one of the trees shielding me from the night sky to find two blood red eyes staring back at you. You shrugged. He landed silently on the ground as he threw something from over his shoulder. Death sat down as he kept his glance on you. "What's in the sack?" you asked cautiously. 

                 Death let out a chuckle, "It'll pay off the drink debt for a bounty hunter like you." he answered. 

                  You untied it's drawstring to find a man completely unscathed but unconscious in it with his wanted poster, Dead or Alive. You weren't able to suppress the shudder that radiated off your body. Death sniffed the air as he let out a peaceful sigh. 

                   "How did you...?" you trailed off. Death huffed, "What do you mean 'how did I?'. I knocked him out and brought him to you. He's worth a lot of dinero." he said, clearly disgusted. 

                    "I meant, how did you know I was a bounty hunter?" you finished, not daring to look at him. His tongue lathed the side of his face as he chuckled darkly. "I know a lot of things about you, chica." he answered. You mustered up the courage to stare at him as you retied the sack. His eyes seemed to deflect the dying embers as he stared at you. 

                     "Yes, yes, I remember now. Your padre was a teacher. Your crippled madre fell in love with your father and secretly ran away to live together. Over the time your parents found themselves in debt and your father became abusive, always buying drinks to satisfy his thirst." he spat with a thick venom. 

                      You looked away as tears swelled in your eyes. "Your poor mother was left with nothing as her health started to fail. But she promised she would bring you into the world before she passed on." he added, watching your expression. 

                      "That sweet innocent baby girl, born on her mother's carcass!" he snarled. You squinted as tears rolled down your face. "And we can't forget your father. Drunk as a man can be, walking through the streets only to be ran over by a wagon! A fitting end for the monster he is." he said, finally relaxing again. You stood up as you shot a glare at him. "I don't know how you know about my parents, but you have no right to talk about them that way!" you hissed. He looked satisfied with your reaction as he stood up. 

                       His eyes shined viciously in the moonlight. "Because, querido, I am Death. And I have come to take Puss in Boots' life!" he grinned madly. You pulled out your blades. His eyes traced over your weapons. A smirk drawing from his face. "Not if I have anything to say about it!" you snapped.

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