Goblin

Three

Namjoon sat on the letter on top of the building, drink in hand. He sat quietly. He smiled as the looked over the city.

The sound of a car caught his attention. He looked over at the scene below him. The car running over a woman. The driver stopped and looked out before driving off. The woman groaned in pain, blood covering the white snow. She tried getting up but couldn't. She cried and cried asking for help.

"Help me please!"

Namjoon sat still looking at the dying woman, hearing her praying yelling for help. Namjoon finished his drink and sighed. He leaned forward teleporting to the woman. She looked at him with hope.

"Help me please!" She cried out.

"Well I'm not supposed to mess with life and death." He replied.

"Please.. I-i can't die like this please at least my baby." She cried placing her hand over her stomach. Namjoon watched the woman struggling to breath. Her eyes finally closing and breathing her last breath. Namjoon sighed.

"You're lucky.. I just don't feel like watching anyone die tonight. He said walking closer to her. He placed out his hand over her. His magic working.

The woman took a deep breath her pulse back and eyes opening.

"Thank you." She cried.

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Reaper made his way to pick up his next dead person.. Or should he say persons. He made his way to the blood puddle but stopped when he found nobody. He picked up his information sheets and looked at his clock. Nobody was their for him to take.

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9 months later.

The woman held her baby in her arms. She cried in joy to finally have her little boy with her. The ghosts surrounded the two. The woman was completely oblivious to them.

They whispered and whispered.

"He's marked, he's the goblins bride."

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8 years later.

The woman made her way to her son. The mark on the little boys back shining.

"Seokjin What kind of rice cake do you want for your birthday?" His mother asked.

"Umma could we throw a party instead?

"Why?"

"I want a cake instead of a rice cake, I want to blow the candles and make a wish, I think my wishes aren't coming true." He explained. His mother laughed.

"I never thought of that I just always got to rice cake because you like it." She smiled. She grabbed SeokJin's hands in hers. "But okay we'll throw parties from now on with cake and everything." His mother smiled.

"You're the best umma! I love you!" SeokJin cheered and hugged his mother. SeokJin looked behind his mom and noticed something.

"Look a puppy!" Seokjin smiled and ran to it.

"Huh?"

SeokJin kneeled down in front to it and started to pet it. His mother looked at him and frowned. Seokjin was kneeled down petting nothing. His mother signed as she seen this.

That night seokjin came home excited. He couldn't wait to spend his birthday with his umma and eat cake and make his wish. SeokJin walked into the house smiling as he seen his mother in front of the cake.