THIS BOOK IS BAD

a baby, a scythe and a dog.

"wait- what?!" i asked in utter shock. "DAMMIT AIDAN! SHUT YOUR TRAP!" Tay screamed. they started yelling back and forth, but i just ignored them. i looked at the D.S. "so... i'm a grim reaper..." i mumbled to myself. i picked it up and a flash of blue light came from the metal object, and then i had this... urge to go out to town. "someone's dying..." i said, i was sad but, at the same time, excited to go out and use my new found powers. "SHE CAN'T-" "she must. also, Staffie, take Unicorn with you. she'll protect you. have fun...?" i nodded and started to walk away. "don't you dare go, Staffie! i will never forgive you!" Tay said with clear anger in his voice. "then hate me." i said simply and kept walking. i found Unicorn and headed to town.

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i don't even know how i got to this house. but here i was, standing in front of the doors, the stench of death thick in the air, the sound of crying on the inside, and a soul to take. i walked into the house and up the stairs. i reached a door with a pink door, and blood(?) on it. i walked inside to see a horrifying sight; a man/boy with a bloody knife in hand, a woman with stab marks in her stomach and a small child choking on its own blood. i walk over and rise my death scythe high into the air, ready to take all three souls in this room. i first start with the woman, absorbing her soul into my weapon. then man then sees me and starts backing up, each step he takes back i stalk forward. "any last words? not that it really matters," i said, rising my blue friend. "please! i didn't mean-" i didn't let him finish, i striked and took his soul. i then reluctantly went over to the baby who was now breathing just fine. i pick the small child up and cradle it in my arms. i felt like i was being watched, so i turned around to see a boy around my age sitting on the bed, a silver glow coming off of him and his oddly shaped death scythe. "for an untrained reaper- excuse me- grim reaper, you sure did a good job. do plan on killing that mortal?" he asked. "no. and neither are you." i spat. "of course. what's your name and why don't i sense royal on you?" he asked. "my names Staffie Hyde." i said. "Hyde? that's not a royal name... well, i'm prince Aro McMagee." he said. "cool." i said with no interest in who he was. "not very good manors, i'm a prince" he said. "ye i know, i'm not deaf. but i could care less  who you are." i said bluntly. "but- ugh! why aren't you bowing?! it's supposed to be instinct to bow to a royal!" "shut your trap prince of snob ville, she's a sleep." i said motioning to the small baby in my arms. "what did you just call me?" he asked in disbelief. "you heard me." and with that i jumped out the window, scythe in one hand, baby in other and dog by heals.