Grimm's Little Reaper

Chapter 1

Present Day

Willow's POV

I scaled the wall like a spider. I crawled along the rough red bricks. 

I felt laughter ring in my ears as I neared the end of the alleyway. I hopped down behind one of the two dumpsters.  

I smirked as I heard them near my hiding spot. The vibrations under my fingertips told me that one was leaning against the wall and the others were sitting down.

I reached into their minds and found their memories of the girls they sexually assaulted. Shrill screams and sobs pleading for them to stop made my stomach growl in hunger. 

I reached deeper into their minds and made them hear the crying of their victims. 

Their shudders made me smile.

"Hey, you hear that?" One of them asked hitting one of the others in the arm.

"Nah, you dreaming," The other said lighting a cigarette. The smell made me sick, but the intoxicating smell of aura overpowered it.

"I hear it too, it's coming from over there," A different one said, I had a feeling he was pointing at my dumpster.

"Fine then, go check it out if you're scared," He chuckled, taking a long drag. 

I felt the shuddering guy hop to his feet and he sauntered over to my spot. I had pulled my knees to my chest and feigned a defenseless fifteen-year-old girl. I made a small wall of my perfect raven black hair and could just make out his gross, devilish smile.

"Well boys, look at what we got here," He grabbed my arm and roughly yanked me up. I let out a strangled yelp.  All of them smirked. Their thoughts of sex made me want to puke up my last two meals.

 "Looks like we're going to have fun tonight," His suggestive tone made the death inside me growl. He threw me on the ground in between all of them.

"Don't worry sweetheart it will be over soon," The presumed leader said in a husky voice as he went to take off my black hoodie. I lifted my head and they all looked at me with wide eyes. Their minds were screaming in panic as they looked into the black abyss of my eyes.

 I smiled showing my razor sharp teeth and they all froze in fear.

"I love scared souls the best, very....enticing. You smell so good, I can hardly hold myself back," I growled playfully as I rose to my feet gracefully, "You know fear can paralyze the body...makes for an easy target, but it's extremely dangerous," Their scent and heart rate skyrocketed making my inner death purr.

The leader was the first to make a move, but being too quick I blocked off their exit. They all backed up slowly stumbling and tripping. The one that had first discovered me tried to scream for help. I dashed toward him and put my finger up to his mouth.

"Shh, shh. We wouldn't want to be found out so quickly," I taunted. I smiled my teeth gleaming in the dull light of a single lamp.

I sunk my teeth into the nape of his neck quickly and I watched his fear grow and disappear slowly as his soul exited his body. The taste of blood and the sweetly bitter soul filled my inner death with pleasure, but he wasn't quite full.

 I wiped a little bit of excess blood from the corner of my mouth and looked at it on my paper white finger.

"Beautiful isn't it?" I asked showing the pure red blood on the tip of my index finger. One of the guys gulped. I jumped into his mind and shook my head.

"Running won't save you," I said looking directly at him and his face paled.

"Jim, your friend isn't very loyal, he was planning to run and leave you. What a pitiful excuse for a friend," I mocked pouting my lower lip. I shook my head again. "Enough of this. Even though playing with your food is fun, I'm hungry," I laughed.