chapter 2

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Grim's P.O.V. (2 years erlier)
Hatrid,sadness,fear and missery might be the most horrible of feelings but in a world without pain, love would not be so amazingly, apritiated - K'zandra Kruger. I know who would have thaught that quote would be stuck in the Grim's mind, but there is just the most beutifull grief that is in the air and I know how can anybody say that grief looks beutifull. But this grief is diffrent. As I wonder the streets I still hear her soul screaming, but this sounds diffrent. It sounds like strength but also weakness at the same time. She is probably a todler or something because she smells pure. Meaning heart of gold and full of belief.

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A few minutes later I was at a gate. I was standing on what looked like the entryway to a farm. As I walked up the driveway I could sence the war inside of her even more vigorisly I could not wait to see what was going on. It was a little after midnight and it was pitchblack. As I peered trough the window of a room that was black I was almost sad for her, wich was almost inpossible. The grim reaper can't have feelings so I just ignorred it. I walked trough the window (new thing I learned). The smell of vanilla was in the air and so was the smell of sweet blood wich was rare considering it usually smells like iron and taste like iron. As I looked at the figure that was sitting againts the door and quitly sobbing I was amazed to see it was a girl that was about my age( a human would say I was 18 but instead I was about 190 years old) . She had red hair but it was a light shade. She had beutifull silver blue eyes with tears making the moonlight shine into them. She was so beutifull. I wanted to keep that light in those eyes because they made her look inoscent. And thats when I saw something I never tauhgt I would ever see: although her aura was a misty black coullor, coulers like bright red, blue, purple and indigo came bursting out of her I never saw anything like this. Each emosion makes a diffrent couler like happiness is yellogw, passion pink obviosly, jealosy orange, fear purrple, anger red, disgust and disbelief indigo,sadness blue. She was an emosional hurricane and I had a feeling I was going to become the storm chaser. Sudenly she looked up, those beutifull eyes met mine and I knew I was inlove. My imagenary heart skipped a beat when I looked at myself in her mirror she would never ,fall for a demon , aspecially not the grim reaper.

AN
So my preties this is actually like the prolgue and the chapters were you get to know the characters. So it started when kathrinne's dad didn't come pick her up for the holidays and he'd told her that he would pick her up on his way back and he had forgotten. He always forgot.

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