Grimm Legacy: Deaths Daughter

Your Soul Is Mine!

A.N- The pic on the side is Karin in her Grimm Reaper Mode. :)

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I lean over the edge of the building, watching my target. The demon moves quickly and quietly through the shadows of the building. I unsheathe my sword and step over to the ledge.

And jump.

My short silvery red hair snaps around my face as I drop three stories before I twist in mid-air and land behind the demon, glowing rune sword in hand. But before I have the chance to do anything to demon turns on me with inhuman speed, grabs me by my throat and slams me into the wall. I smirk at the demon and before he can respond I shove a rune dagger into his stomach.

Black blood pours from the wound as the demon shrieks in pain and anger. I pull the blade from the demons stomach and more black blood spills out. I flick the blood of the blade and put it back in my belt. As I hold up my sword, the demon calls out. This means there are more demons. And with more demons means more bloodshed.

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They appear out of nowhere. Five demons. Two drevak demons, two ravener demons and one ahiab demon. The demon from before disappeared after the call. Probably dead. The five demons surrounded me. At this action I traded my sword for my favorite weapon. A scythe. My specialty. I do take after my father, you know. The scythe in my hand is pure black with blood red vines twining around the blade and handle.  If you look closer you can see little runes craved into the blades. They read:

Karin J. Death

For those of you who haven’t figured it out already, The Grim Reaper is my dad. And I’m his daughter.

A reaper in training.

 I twirl the scythe in my hand and change my stance so the blade is touching the ground. Then quick as lightning I spin on the balls of my feet and pierce the heart of the drevak demon behind me. The others burst into action, all of them coming at me. I jerk my scythe out of the demon I just stabbed. It screams, crumbling into dust and leaving behind its soul. They demons freeze and look at the soul in hunger. My nose wrinkles in disgust. Eating the soul of your own kind? Just. Plain. Gross. Shake the thought from my head and while they’re distracted, I attack. I decapitate one and cut the other in half, leaving behind two more souls. While I’m sneaking up on the third the fourth whips around and wraps its hand around my neck, digging its claws in. It leans in close and opens its mouth to reveal jagged, razor edged teeth. It snaps at my face, neck and shoulders when finally its teeth sink in. I shriek in anger and pain. I fumble for my belt, pull a dagger free and slash at the demon. It moves out of the way fast. Anger bubbles inside me and I growl like a beast.

“Ooh, the little reaper is angry.” The demon taunts. My eyes narrow. It should not be able to speak. Then I realize.

“You’re not an ahiab demon are you?” I ask even though I already know the answer

“No, I’m not.”

“Then who are you?”

“I’m Azazel, 2nd prince of Hell.” His glamour falls away to reveal a tall, broad shouldered man with black hair and blood red eyes filled with malice and a dark kind of humor. This is the face that hits me like a knife in the heart. My eyes narrow and my face contorts in a sneer.

“You.” I say, low and deadly.

“Me.” He crosses his arms, smiling coldly.

 Anger and Hatred boil inside me, threatening to go over the edge. Azazel, the Demon King that stands before me is the reason I am who I am. The reason why everyone says I'm unstable even though he's the one who made me that way. When I see him I see red. The color of blood, anger and pain. 

 "you killed her." I say head down, my short red hair growing white and long, covering my face.

"Who did I kill? There are so many I don't remeber." Azazel say with a evil smile.

"My best friend, you bastard. You killed my best friend!" I can feel power rushing through my veins as wind swirls around my feet, lifting my hair from my shoulders as I turn into my reaper mode. "And know I'll kill you!"

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I rush the Demon King and slash at him with my scythe. The blade flys towards his face but he knocks it away. Big mistake. I use the momentum from when he knocks it away to swing it back around at his shoulder. The last second before it makes contact another blade shoots out. When the blades hit dark veins snake out from the wound and to the rest of his body. Azazel gasps and falls to his hands and knees.

"What did you do." He asks with a sneer 

"Poison." I say smiling as coldly as he did. The Demon King laughs

"Human poisin won't work on me, little girl." I feel the smile on my face shift into a snarl.

"That's why I used demon poisin. You see my scythe is special. It has three blades. The second, one of the ones I hit you with, holds a great amount of demon poisin." I laugh and lean down get in his face and whisper "See, even the most mundane form of fighting and weaponry can be fun, but then again I'm not an mundane, so this just makes it twice as fun." A s I turn to put some distance between us, He speak again.

"So your just gonna leave me hear?" Azazel asks

"Oh,no. I'm not that nice." I turn back around to face him and close my eyes reaching for the power that I need. When i open the Azazel gasps so I know that they're glowing. ISwing my scythe back as the blade grows bigger and the veins around it start to glow. 

"Blood Moon." I say as I swing my scythe down and into his heart watching as the demon he possessed crumbles to dust and his soul dissapears. As soon as he leaves, The power I felt from my reaper mode is gone which means I'm back to normal. When I finally get back I get back on my feet, I hold my hand infront of me and say 

"nex dico, veneficus speculum." Magic swirls infront of me, expanding and taking the form of a mirror. "Contactus , Nex Cella." The mirror ripples and a man with red hair appears. His name is Kyan Death. And he's my Dad 

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"Hello, Karin." Dad greets, smiling and brushing a strand of bright red hair out of his face.

"Hi, Dad."

"How did your mission go?" He asks.

" It was ok. I got all five souls."

"But..."

"But I-I kinda...sorta..FoughtTheLieutenantOfHell." I says All in one breath.

"Karin please tell me I misheard you." I didn't answer "Karin!"

"I'm Sorry! Atrin sort of took over." I say with my head down "If you would have seen his face you would have know how I felt. He killed her Dad. He was the own who killed Suki."

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 Oooh who's Suki and what does she have to do with this and why did Azazel kill her?  Okay well anyway here's that latin translations for you guys! :D

Nex Dico, Veneficus Speculum- Deaths Call, Magic Mirror

Contactus , Nex Cella- Contact, Death Room

Atrin short for a\Atrum Incendia meaning Dark f\Fire

Okay well time to move on to the next chapter. Hope you injoyed it!!

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