My Random Stories

From Death to Life

A/N: If you couldn't tell by the title, this does have mentions of death, as a person and as people passing on. If you are uncomfortable with that topic please feel free to skip this one.

Death's POV:
At first I was just doing my job. When the apocalypse came my job took me everywhere in the matter of seconds. Several years later the human population went from the millions to 10. The next day there was 9. And then 8. And then I couldn't take it anymore. I needed to help them. I went to the survivors and started keeping watch around the clock.
Soon there was a baby in camp. It was a joyous day for everyone. The first baby in a long time. I visited briefly that night to say hi. The child, like all children, could see me. They smiled when they saw me and reached out to me. I didn't touch them for fear they'd die but I did gift them with a teddy bear. As I turned to leave I saw the mother looking at me. Which was odd as no one really acknowledges my presence. She then walked past me and to the baby.
A week later I was watching the perimeter again, closer to the fire in the center of camp when I overheard a conversation. The mother said "I swear I felt someone in there with the baby"
Another voice, male said "you know I've felt someone by me when I'm out on a hunting trip"
Several others piped in and mentioned times they felt me by them. All of them were true but they shouldn't have been able to sense me. They should've just ignored my presence like the others.
From then on I continued keeping an eye on them but I kept my distance. Which seemed to make their anxiety on things worse. They did more rounds and would take turns sleeping again. That's when I decided I needed to go back to what I was doing before.
They seemed to relax when I went back to staying near them. There was less worry, people slept through the night and everyone seemed happier. Months went by quickly and no one died. In fact two more women were pregnant. I made sure to keep everyone safe as best as possible.
The first time I heard it I thought it was a mistake. I was near the mothers tent. She was talking with one of the pregnant women. She said "I think it's life. I think life is helping us." The other women agreed. I just walked away thinking it was a mistake.
The second time I thought it was a coincidence. The men were talking and I heard one of them say "I think life comes with us on hunting trips."
When it started happening more frequently I couldn't ignore it. I was no longer death. Even my form changed. I went from a scrawny unhealthy person to a healthy person. My skin went from a sickly pale to a dark melanin rich skin. Wherever I walked, plants grew. Soon the group was in an oasis in the desert. They had plants and shade and soon their group grew from 8 to 20 to 40. I was still death but I was also life. I was the center of their town. Years later the world was populated again. Everyone was healthy and life went on. All while I stood and watched over them. My people. My loves. Humanity will never fade away.

Word count: 554
A/N: I know this is a bit of a different take on death and life. I hope everyone enjoyed it.