THIS BOOK IS BAD

and so it all starts.

Aro's POV

i was on my mission to gather 4 souls tonight, and i came across this one house where i sensed great power of a grim reaper, a blue ranked i'm guessing. but the strange thing was; i was the only grim reaper out that night. 

how strange... why don't we just go check it out!

i walked in and up the stairs to a pink door with blood on it. "any last words? not that it really matters.." i heard a female voice say. "please! i didn't mean-" but the man didn't get to finish because the lady in there took his soul. she then walked over to the baby. i snuck in and sat on the bed. she must of sensed me because she turned around. "for an untrained reaper- excuse me- grim reaper, you sure did a good job. do plan on killing that mortal?" i asked. "no. and neither are you." she spat, subconsciousness that she held the baby closer to her. "of course. what's your name and why don't i sense royal on you?" i asked. ""my names Staffie Hyde." she said. "Hyde? that's not a royal name... well, i'm prince Aro McMagee." i said proudly. "cool" she doesn't care? "not very good manors, i'm a prince" i said, trying to get the reaction i wanted. "ye i know, i'm not deaf. but i could care less who you are." well that was blunt.  "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." she said looking down at the baby in her arms.  "what did you just call me?" i asked, completely shocked that such a beautiful girl could say such a thing.  "you heard me." she said, and then she jumped out of the window. 

a baby, a scythe and a hell hound? i wonder... Hyde? i see...the miracle child. mother and father will be quite happy to know this. even better, i might have found a wife..

i followed her home to the Skalls residence. for a girl with a child and scythe in hand, she sure can run fast! she reached her room and there was a boy sitting on her bed. 

Staffie's POV

when i got into my room Tay was sitting on my bed. "Taffie, i'm sorry.." he said looking down. i walked over to him and sat down in his lap. "it's fine. while i was out i found this baby. i think i'm going to name her... Carry." i said looking down at the small child in my arms. "i like that name. did you know that if Ethan was a girl his name would have been Carry?" he said wrapping his arms around me and Carry. "the little bastard suites Ethan" i said. then there was tapping at my window. i handed Carry to Tay and walked over to my window. i opened it and the snob came tumbling in. "did you follow me?!" i yelped. "um.. well yes." he said. i ran over to Tay and summoned my scythe. i got into a fighting stance and glared at the snob. "listen! i didn't come here to fight! i just want to know why you're living here, how you got your Scythe and why your parents haven't taken souls." he said. "alright, i'm living here because my parents... died. one night my blue buddy just kinda showed up. OK? now get lost." i said. "i'll be back miracle child..." he said and then disappeared. "who-" "don't ask, Tay. don't ask." i said flopping down onto my bed. "right. let's set up a bed for Carry." he said. i took the baby and put her next to me. "she can sleep here, good night." i said stroking her full head of brown hair. "alright." he said and then curled up like me, so that we made a circle and Carry was in the middle. and we fell asleep.