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I never thought i'd see the day come when he'd be standing in my classroom , staring down at me with such dark eyes. How could it be me this time? Why me? It wasn't even my time yet, was it? No It wasn't. I closed my eyes tightly waiting for it waiting for him to strike me down but no he only stood there holding something out to me. When I opened my eyes to see what it was, my eyes widened in shock and surprise. I wasn't going to die I was going to be one to. I would be an Angel of Death.
The start of it all
Now, you might think I would have been that normal average kid that no one talked to and everyone hated, well your exactly right. I was that boy that sat in the back of the class watching everyone, waiting for something amazing to happen. Yeah I was the kid that dressed in dark clothes. I wore, black skinny jeans, tank tops here and there, band T-shirts, hoodies, and had scars on my arms that no one cared to ask about.
Today was one of those days, were I sat alone in the back of the class looking out the window with my music blasting in my ears. Today was Mitch Lucker Thursday, well from now on that's what Thursday would be. I had his memorial shirt on, and his name written on my wrist. I sighed softly the song Fuck everything from Suicide Silence, Mitch's band. He was dead. He died on a Thursday in November. Yes he's real go look him up. I watched the sky grow darker as storm clouds started rolling in, they weren't slow moving clouds either they came in fast and now it looked almost pitch black. Until the sky lite up with a bright flash of lighting. I blinked looking at the class, some girls had screamed and boys had jumped. I smiled at that then looked back at the windows seeing more lighting that flashed so bright I had to blink several times to regain my vision. I closed my eyes and sighed then put my head down on my desk while the song played. I lifted my head when a loud crash echoed through the school. The whole class but me stood and ran out of the room to find out what happened.
When I looked away standing in front of my was a man, tall, dark, and very creepy looking. He didn't have any expression on his face. His eyes so dark you couldn't tell if he even had eyes. I wanted to speak but I knew who he was. This is where it started. This is where I became an Angel of Death.
He started down at me holding out a black jagged looking scythe. I stared at the weapon then looked back up at this man, he did not speak to me he only stared holding the scythe out waiting for me to take it. Then he spoke "Take it" Was all he said to me. At that moment I reached out my slender fingers curling around the black cold metal of the handle. I felt power, I felt something dark run through my veins holding the scythe tightly in one hand "Why..are you giving this to me..?" I asked him but when I looked up he was gone leaving me alone with the scythe. I slowly stood from where I was sitting feeling this dark power.
The other students walked in and gasped, what was it? I looked around and started knocking things over but not with my hands, something else was knocking things over, looking to my back I saw it. Wings. I had wings! They were black so black they had a slight blue tint from the light in the room, looking to the students I knew that's what they had been staring at. I looked down at the scythe and smirked, tilting my head my black blue streaked hair falling to the side. "Oh hell yeah" I said and started to walk towards the students who all backed away from me, fear filled their eyes but all I felt was the power. When I walked out of the class there was a portal in the hall. Black and, dark purple smoke seeped out of the portal, well anything was possible now so I walked toward the portal and stepped through.
Why would i walk through a portal without knowing where i was going? I had no idea what I was doing honestly. I sighed softly and flopped down on what looked like dark blood red dirt and just stared out at the fire burning across the ground. What was this place? I looked down at my shoes and played with the laces , the portal had closed behind me so I was alone in this place that I'm guessing was Hell? I shrugged and slowly stood holding the scythe against my chest wondering what I'd do now. Closing my eyes I walked farther and farther into this place, feeling lower and lower. My head fell slightly, my steps became slower, I started sinking to my knees. My whole body felt numb and I knew why I hadn't cut in a while and I was starting to feel odd. I closed my eyes tightly and reached my hand into my pocket tears coming to my eyes as my fingers brushed against the razor in my pocket. The cold metal touched the skin of my warm fingers making me shiver as I pulled the blade out the tears starting to spill over onto my jeans. The scythe had fallen against the ground beside me while I held out my arm and slid the razor across my wrist watching blood slowly start to run across my arm. I sniffled softly feeling so low, like I had fallen into a hole that I could never dig myself out of it.
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