prologue
It hurt, the pain was like nothing I have ever felt before. I struggled under the weight of the Reaper. He ripped my stomach open, blood went every where, I screamed. He dug into me grabbing all my major organs and ripping them out. He gave me a sorrowful look. I felt the weight of the Reaper lift off of me. I get dragged off the bed, where am I going?, what is he going to do? i'm at his mercy, i'm ripped open, but I am not dying?! What?!, i'm not dying? how could this be?, oh no he's grabbing his scythe it has a long black handle made of souls and a double the blades. The blades where terrifyingly beautiful they curved like a crescent moon, the blades were red and jagged. He grabbed my ankles and dragged me down the hall, I leave my organs behind and an enormous trail of blood. I let out a moan, not because I liked this but I was in so much pain. He stopped and got on top of me, he smiled, oh god he had perfect teeth. He had ancient eyes for such a young appearance, I loved him. He brought his head down, took off his top hat and he kissed me! he kissed me! he lifted his head and kissed me again. A warm sensation filled me, he kept kissing me, oh he had beautiful long black oily messy hair, he had very pale skin and very red lips, he was wearing eyeliner, eyeliner?! and red and gold eye shadow?!, oh I didn't care he was so handsome. He smiled again this time baring fangs, I let out a scream. He laughed and licked my neck and then kissed where he had just licked. I tremble now scared, he puts his top hat back on and gets off of me, he moves to the side of me, he takes his hat off again and brings his head down to my torn open body and licks up some blood. He soon raises his head and pulls a hankie from his breast pocket and whips the blood gently from his mouth. He then puts the hankie away and stands up, walking over to his scythe he grabs it and stands above me. He lifts the scythe over his head and brings it down hard he embedded it in my chest I screamed in pain and felt my soul leave me, the scythe glowed bright red and then faded back to normal. He lifted the scythe from my chest and sat on me again laying the scythe beside me, my vision goes from black to normal over and over again. He brought his head down and whispered softly in my ear "do not be afraid my dear, for when you enter the realm and become one of us, I will make you my wife". And then everything went black.
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Reapers Dance
Horror"Time, it's running out." The reaper deadpanned fixing me with one of his icy looks. I shook my head. "What do you mean, time is running out?" I asked a hint of anger in my tone. "I mean, you just die, within this week, of course" the r...
