"Hell? Why do you wish to know of that place?" Death asked, raising an eyebrow. "I want to know if I've done enough to get in" Reina laughed, leaning back on Fred. "Well, under most circumstances, most definitely" the old man replied. "However, please remember, your reasons for committing an action are taken into account." The ravenette nodded, her eyes unfocused as if deep in thought. "So if you committed genocide on a group of people who tortured, mutilated and killed your family, you would take both aspects into account?" Death nodded, sliding a drink down to Reina. "I cannot reveal to you the results of your judgement as your life is not yet over." The ravenette sighed, scooping the glass up before downing the entire drink in one. "Heh, that's fair I guess" she said.
*Drip*
*Drip*
*Drip*
"Hazal, wake up. Please."
The wolf girl suddenly snapped awake, looking around her in a panic. The last thing she remembered was storming out of Helheim after having an argument with Arthur not long after returning their parents bodies, and now she was standing in a dimly lit clearing. "Hey, eyes on me" a weak voice called, making her gaze snap forward. In-front of her was Arthur. His black hair now had grey streaks through it, and a neatly trimmed bread rested on his chin. But what shocked her the most was the fact her hand was sticking out of his back, holding his still beating heart. "Art?" She whispered, horror filling her face. "Well, not how I wanted this to go, but job done nonetheless" a new voice said. Hazal looked over, seeing a short woman with flowing blonde hair, pointed ears and a bright white dress. A Elf. Kneeling on the ground next to her, being held up by his hair, Connor looked on in disbelief at the sight in-front of him. The blonde man opened his mouth to speak, only for his throat to be unceremoniously ripper out.
"No!" Arthur yelled, shoving Hazal back, her arm being dragged back out the way it came in. The Elf lady grew startled, before leaves swirled around her and she vanished. Arthur crawled over to Connor, gripping his shirt and pulling himself closer. "Art... What happened? What am I doing here?" Hazal asked, staring down at her best friend's heart in her hand. "No time *cough* to explain" Arthur choked out, somehow finding the strength to stand. The ravenet stumbled over to Hazal, reaching up and placing a hand on her head. A soft blue light emitted from the hand, slowly drifting down and covering Hazal's entire body. "Art, what are you-" "No time. This spell was meant to be a last resort for anyone, except myself, since, ya know, it consumes my life force" Arthur said, a weak smile playing on his lips. The same smile his mother wore, moments before her death. "Thank you, for being my best friend." With that Hazal's vision went black, and her body vanished into white particles that flew off into the sky. "To think that within 50 years of each other, I'd be taking both yours and your mother's souls" Death said, appearing next to Arthur in his true form. "Heh, yeah" the ravenet muttered, his vision clouding. "She'll be fine, right? I didn't fuck up my spell, no?" Death only nodded, seeing a relieved smile form on Arthur's face. "Good. Alright then, I think I'm ready to go see everyone again."
Death nodded again, tapping his scythe on the ground. Arthur and Connor's bodies glowed lightly, before two balls of blue fire rose from their chest, dancing in a circle around each other, before five others flew out of nowhere, joining in on the fun. "Now now everyone, you'll all have plenty of time to catch up soon enough" Death chuckled, wrapping his cloak around him and walking off into the shadows, promptly vanishing.
Many centuries later, on some unnamed island.
*Beep*
*Beep*
*Beep*
Diagnostics complete. Void connection verified. Coolant modules intact. Kinetic syphon operating. Motor functions ready. Memories unavailable. Recalibrating... Error, memory files under administrator lock. Reactivating with uncorrupted memories.
Gauss, online.
A/N: and there we go. I know these last two chapters were shorter (and shitter) than normal, but I was writing these in a rush on lunch break and because I wanted to get them out before the session of Saturday.
737 words.
