how I met death

How I Met Him

In the night snow flurries around us as we wonder, cautiously we walk down the dark alleyway were we meet Death. His hood is pulled over his head concealing his fetchers. Moving closer we see his skin, his white translucent skin, hidden beneath the sleeve of his reaper like jacket. We close the distance between us, when we are within arm's reach his head snaps up. Then and only then do we know we are going to die. "I am not going to kill you tonight," he pauses thinking "but in five months I will not be so nice." Suddenly all the lights went out and an eerie laugh echoed through alleyway. Frantically we grab our torch only to find Death is gone...

(Time laps) 2 months later. Dan POV .

She walked into my life a month ago trying to fined a cure for her curse, I have been traveling with her ever since. It has been a dangerous way of living since she has no name or passport. She is called Rose, as in the flower, she had some in her hair when I found her. She has a person reference disorder( a PRD for short) as I call it I'm used to her referring to herself as we and us instead of I and me. She is pretty but is always wearing black, normally with were we go we fit in looking like that. We go to all the dark places looking for Death, at least that is what rose said we are looking for. At the minutes we are in LA were we first met.

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I was walking down the street when a girl about the my age walks in to me, she has roses in her hair and is wearing a black flowing floor length dress, her raven black hair flows down past her waist swaying lightly as she bends down to pick up the torch she was holding. Her sparkling blue eyes meet my dull grey ones as she stutters "I am s-so s-sorry I didn't m-mean to b-bump in to you,"you can tell by her accent she is British probably from London, I reply in my most soothing voice "It is okay I am fine, can I know your name? Mine is Dan."

"Rose. It is nice to meet you Dan, can I ask you were are we?"

"Los Angeles. Were are you staying?"

"no were. I don't have a place to stay."

She got more confident the more she talked to me. She looked up at me as quickly texted my step-dad asking if she could stay he said yes.

"You can stay at mine if you want," I said and her face lights up.

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