You can't stop me

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No way.....is that the light...am I dead... I'm sure you go to the light.. But I don't wanna...i don't wanna die...

" GET UP"

Eyes snapping wide open I sat up very startled.

Huh what's going on

Looking around me I realised I was in a white room. By white I mean white everything was white.

"over here sleeping beauty" a voice muttered near me

Eyes staring down at me a young women of about 20 was muttering of some gibberish that I did not understand. She had hazel brown eyes and electric blue hair and piercings all over her face.

I found a goth...sort of person.

" Ah here we are so girl what's your name" she asked

" uhhhhh... Thana Driston"

"ok ok ....mmm....do you remember what happened?"

" I was hit by a truck...wait...OMFGG I WAS HIT BY A TRUCK AM I DEAD IS THIS HEAVEN although I'm surprised Im in heaven BUT OMG" I rambled on.

"Would you shut up for a minute" she huffed annoyed at my outburst

"so it seems you have remembered and yeah by the way your dead"

I'm......dead

"come with me girl" she ordered, grabbing my arm she dragged me to my feet and huddled me along. Everywhere looked the same it was white, I'm surprised she knew where we were going.

After walking for a couple of minutes we stopped in front of a white wall. Like seriously. I looked at her and asked

"miss but are we like lost"

"just knock on the wall"

Ooooook she was officially crazy

Breathing in deeply I lifted my hand ever so slowly and knocked three times.

............... Creeaaaakkkk

Now this is creepy

"enter" a powerful voice commanded to me

Looking back at the miss who's name I still didn't know I gave her the should I go in loon and surprisingly she nodded.

I took a step in and found myself in a massive room. Not white but a wooden colour like leaves crumpled. In the middle was a table that was as long as who knew where. In other words it looked like a school hall.

I'm a fucking wizard...this is Hogwarts isn't it.

At the front of the room sat an old man who could have passed of as Santa Claus, his eyes were an ice blue that could hypnotize you. He had white hair that made him into bloody Rapunzel, his face and arms were covered in wrinkles and a scar was visible on his neck.

" No need to fret child im only here to help" his voice rumbled like an earthquake but it was kinda comforting as well.

"you may call me Azgard, as you may have been told your dead"

Nice way to point it out

"oh hi im Thana..Thana Driston"

Staring at me he replied " I know"

Ooookkkk another weirdo

"so....whats up"

Eyebrows raised he stared at me.

My sister! What happened to Dayna

"she's fine, luckily your sister managed to avoid death since the truck had hit your side of the car mostly, she barely escaped, her injuries are just fractures" he comforted me clearly seeing the panic and worry on my face.

"huuuhh.. How did you know I was thinking that" I questioned.. That was weird

He just smiled at me. A smile with many secrets.

"I'm not staying here you know" I shouted out randomly.

No way...im only what 17 and this is happening I just started my life. I need a job a house a boyfriend a family. I'm going home..im not staying here

" Hey Mr Azgard I won't be staying ill be going straight home if you don't mind me saying"

" Your dead Thana" he replied with no reaction

Wow he must have heard this alot

" then make me alive again, you can do that right in still so young and I need to get home and live my life"

"Tha-" he started

"SHUT UP SANTA CLAUS THERE'S NO WAY IM DEAD, IM GOING HOME SO YOU CAN KEEP ALL THE YOUR DEAD SHIT TO YOURSELF AND SHOVE IT UP YOUR ARSE YOU HEAR ME" I screamed at him, clearly emotional.

Staring hard at him, not caring he was older than me I ran to the door I came in from just about to pull it open when a hand slammed itself against the door keeping it shut.

Still fuming I turned around and met eyes with the most attractive man in the universe. There he stood leaning against the door, replacing his hand with his body. A very sexy body.

He had ash brown hair that was ruffled on both sides, grey stormy eyes that could possibly whip up a thunderstorm. His jaw was a sexy as a nail if that's even possible.

He wore black fitted jeans which showed off the length and muscles of his legs and wore a white shirt which carefully but obviously show of the outline of his abs.

This is what you call perfection

" See something you like princess" he smirked

My bitchiness returned

" move it dude"

" ooh.. It seems the princess has some claws" his smirk deepened if that was even possible.

A gasp echoed in the hall. I turned around to see Azgard standing up and staring at the punk in front of me.

" Master reaper what brings you hear" he questioned

Staring at the man I saw he held a lot of respect for master reaper here

" well I was just strolling when I heard a barbarian screaming at the top of her lungs so I was curious what kinda soul I brought back here"

B...ba...barbarian..did he just

" Excuse me I'm not a barbarian and how dare you....you...you...dickhead" I stuttered.

He stared at me for a few seconds and laughed , a deep throaty laugh...

" well your something else..no ones called me that before" he smiled at me.

" Glad I'm the first" I replied voice dripped with sarcasm

" THANA" a voice yelled at me from across the hall

Looking back at Mr Azgard, I saw fury spread across his face

Whats his problem

" Show some respect that young man over there is non other than what you people know as the grim reaper" he explained

The....grim reaper this guy... No way.

" Hahahahaha very funny but no way is he the grim reaper" I laughed hysterically.

" oh but I am..maybe you don't believe me because you humans portray me as a man made out of bones and someone who wears dark creepy clothes" he responds to me all humor gone.

No way

" at least you got one thing right I do own and carry a scythe with me sometimes" he added on.

He stared at me and I realised this man was the real deal. Who had I just walked into and what on earth did I say to him.

Oh Fuck

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