The Soul Reaper

Through Death We Part

It was a cool night. It was silent save for the sound of the humming car. The two in the car didn't speak. The place they would be going was special to one of them. The girl in the passenger seat held a bouquet of flowers close to her chest. He kept his eyes on the road. Deer were very common on these roads. 

After some time driving, the car halted outside some iron gates.  

???: This the place, Lucia?

Lucia: *Nods* When am I wrong, y/n?

y/n: Not often. 

They both got out of the car. He waited for her lead, having never been to this place before. 

She creaked the iron gate open, and stepped inside. He followed close behind. 

They were in a graveyard. One that held a grave of perhaps the most precious soul Lucia had known. Her older sister. Over the past few years that y/n and Lucia had been dating, this was the first she had brought him here. 

Lucia knelt at a grave, and laid the bouquet of flowers down on the stone base. She whispered a quick prayer, before she started to cry. He knelt down next to her. He knew that the issue couldn't be fixed. Her sister was dead. He could never help that. So he opted to comfort her. He wrapped his arms around her, letting her cry. 

A wolfed howled nearby. Two figures were watching this unfold. They crept forward towards the iron fence. One raised a rifle, and etched it between two bars. With his other hand they signaled the taller of the two to move in. 

Lucia and y/n were getting up. They started their way back to the car. Something whizzed through air, and Lucia suddenly went limp. Startled, he struggled to keep her up.

y/n: Lucia? *frantically leans her against the iron fence* Lucia?

Then the smell hit him. It was an unforgettable smell. The metalic smell of blood. His eyes widened, and he began to pat her down. He was completely oblivious to the figure approaching him. When he got to her chest, he felt the warm liquid, and a dip. A hole through her heart. 

He got up quickly, needing to get to his car and call help. He turned around and his throat tightened. A clawed hand was tightening its grip around his neck. Now very much aware of the figure, he smelled perfume, which he was completely oblivious to before. 

The grip tightened, and his vision began to go black. No amount of him moving and fighting would stop them. His eyes rolled back in his head, and he too went limp. The figure tossed his body next to the girls.  The other figure approached. 

???: Great job Loony!

Loona: Fuck off Da- Blitz!

Blitzø: I'm glad you wanted to come with me this time. *begins to walk cheerfully towards his bag* 

Loona: Better than that fucking babysitter. Which I don't need! 

Blitzø: Plus, it's nice to not do this alone.    

Loona follows Blitzø. They walk near the gate, and are illuminated by the cars lights. Blitzø had fairly broad forearms and hands, and a long narrow head, out of which extends large, curved, black and white striped horns. He has black spines on his head and upper back, as well as on his tail. His tail ends with a triangular point that has a black spot at the tip. He was an Imp.      

Loona was a hellhound. She stood taller than Blitzø. she had white fur, and gray hair. her large fluffy tail was mostly black but had white tufts on the underside. Loona grabbed a book from the bag, and opened a portal.