The Crossroads of Life

Chapter 4: To be or not to be

Ronald's P.O.V

'That was fun.' I thought as I'm walking to my house. I can see my warm breath in the cold air. With each step, the fresh snow crunching under my feet. I'm shaking so much. My suit almost dried but my pants and shoes still wet. Finally, I got to see my house's rooftop. I stepped in the doorstep and unlocked the front door. I can feel my living room's warmth. I quickly changed my clothes to dry ones and put a small amount of wood into my fireplace. *sneeze* 'I can't believe that I catch cold.' I walked to the kitchen and made a cup of hot chocholate. I sat down to one of the chairs and drank the hot liquid. It tastes so good. I looked at my watch. 5:49 pm. Our little fight took some time to end. I smiled. I know that I'm not a child anymore but I wanted to play in the freshly fallen snow! It istantly turned me into a child when I saw it falling. I just wanted to use the opportunity to play when we were speaking. I just hope Spears-senpai didn't cath cold too. It would be my fault. My body's aching. This isn't good. My nose is stiff and my throat is sore. *cough, cough* "Please, don't get any worse." I muttered under my breath. I have to pull myself together. I stood up and placed the empty cup in the sink. I pull up my shoes and opened the door. The cold air blowed through my body. I locked the door and headed back to the Dispatch. I walked down the halls to Will's office. He waited for me. I walked over to him. "I thought you'll never come." He said a bit annoyed. "Sorry, I just relaxed a bit. I don't feel too well. Anyways, how long have you been waiting for me to arrive?" I asked him and leaned onto the wall. "For about half an hour. Did you cath cold? Indeed you don't look so good. You're awfully pale too." He had a worried tone in his voice. I looked at him with a quick glance and in that moment I turned my head because of a coughing fit. "Stay here. I'll go get some water." William said and walked into the kitchen on this floor. He returned after some minutes with a cup full of water. He handed it to me and I swallowed it down fast. "Thank you." My voice is weak. *cough, cough, cough* Another coughing fit is taking over me. I felt one hand landed on my back stroking it gently. "After we finished I'll escort you home." His voice is filled with worry. "We must go now. It takes time to arrive to the right place. "He informed me and we took our leave. We're using our super fastness to arrive on time. We're running and jumping on the roofs of Whitechapel. Where most of the crimes happen. 'I feel so weak. Just get this over with, so I can go home.'

William's P.O.V

Ronnie looks so tired. Poor thing, I feel so sorry for him. I will reap that soul instead of him. I want him to rest. Also, it got really dark and reapers don't see well, especially in dark. Plus he got sick and this three comparisoned are the worst.

~some minutes later~

We found the target. 7:36 pm. 2 minutes left. We're watching her as she walking on the street not knowing anything. 7:37 pm, 1 minute left. The murder waiting for her in the corner of a building, preparing the revolver. 7:38 pm, the final judgement.

*loud bang*

"Ahhhhh!" The woman collapsed to the ground. Her crimson blood flowing on the stones of the street. Her scream echoed from pain and agony. The Cinematic Records of her are flying to the sky. The replay of her life.

"Ronald" I called out. "I'm going to reap her soul. You're too weak to do it." He's staring at me. "No. This is my task! You've already got a lot of work to do back at the office. This is my chance to help you. Just stand aside and watch me reaping this soul, just in case if anything bad happen you can help me." I saw the determined look in his eyes. Even though he is sick, he doesn't let me do his job." With that Ronnie began to reap the soul with his 'schyte'. Some moments later I hear him crying my name out. "Ahhh, Will, help! The Records trapped me!" I immediately turn my head and see how the Cinematic Records attacked him. They're flowing through his body. His lawnmover nowhere in sight. "Damnit!" I hissed. "A determined soul." 'She's fighting between life and death. She doesn't want to die.' I'm cutting the records to save Ronald. 'Many records killed reapers in the past, I dearly don't want to loose Ronnie.' "Don't worry, I will save you! I'm almost done! Please, hold on for only a little bit more!" Moments later I escaped Ronald from the records. "Ronald, are you arlight??" I'm out of breath from the fight. "I-I am fine. I'm just feeling very weak. My whole body is aching. My head pounds. I-I..." He passed out. I caught him and holding him. "Do not worry, Ronnie. It's only because you are sick. You are going to be fine." I whispered in his ear. I hold him close to me while he's sleeping. Why I'm not worried about him? That's because if a record captures a reaper but he escapes from it, it doesn't have any symptoms. I know, it happened to me too.

A/N: I know, the 'fight' part is very lame but it's my very first fight scene! The previous parts doesn't contains too much fluff but this contained some and the next chapters will have much more fluff!
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