Death's Assist

Chapter 5

Hey everyone. Sorry for the long wait but I delivered. There has been a lot of stuff going on but I am working through it. I hope things just turn out for the best. It took me a while to write this one. Hope you like it.

- N.

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"What the hell?" Amy breathed as she looked at where Carl had just been.

She looked up back to the roof to see that Allon had disappeared.

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'Hello again Amy.'

Amy jumped as she glared down at the cat that sat on its hunches beside her.

"Allon..." Amy responded with a snide tone.

'Now now, why so upset? I just helped you.' He sent her telepathically as he looked up at her.

Amy gave him a forced smile of irritation. "Yeah... You put me in this mess in the first place," she muttered.

'What was that?' Allon asked as he licked his paw.

"Nothing." Amy answered a little too quickly. She sighed and looked at him. "You wanna explain what just happened?"

Allon yawned and shook his head slightly. 'Well... That man was a Crow.'

Amy stared at him. "Yeah. That makes so much sense."

'I forgot I'm dealing with a novice,' Allon said to himself.

"What was that?" Amy asked threateningly.

'Oh nothing. He is a Crow. As in Scarecrow...'

Amy's eyes widened as she looked down at him.

"You've got to be kidding?"

'I don't think I'm laughing...'

Amy looked at him, then nodded to herself. Right... This is Death... He ain't supposed to be funny.

'He does basically what a human version does. Frightens away the birds. Or so to speak.'

"So...you're saying a scarecrow killed a man?"

Allon sighed. 'Where do you think humans got it from?' He asked, giving her something to ponder. 'I'm sure you saw the likeness between the fake and real deal?'

Amy just shook her head and sighed. She dropped down beside him, not caring that she was sitting in the ground.

"Okay...so scarecrows are real." She said as she looked at him. "You said about it scaring birds?"

Allon looked at her with his intense purple eyes. She seems to be adjusting nicely... I thought she'd lose her mind by now.

'They don't just scare birds. They are a predatory species. They feed on fear. From anything that they can get it from. They exude it and paralyze their victims while they absorb the emotion for sustenance.

'The victims normally die from intense shock and fear. Some die by cardiac arrest.' Allon stated as he laid down on his gut beside her.

"What?!" Amy asked shocked, making Allon jump. Her eyes were incredulous as she tried to process the information. "That's just messed up..."