Phan Oneshots

The Flower of Life

Summary: Companion to A Dance With Death . For a thousand years Dan's regretted the choice he made in saving Prince Phil Lester's life, realizing far too late that love had never really existed for him after all. When the other gods get sick of the God of Death and the God of Life fighting, Dan and Phil find themselves chained together, forced to work out their differences in one way or another.
Word Count: 13,679
Warnings: minor character death, a child dies, general angst (happy ending)
A/N: Hey guys! Back at it again with another Death God AU! This takes place a thousand years after the first part, but the first part is not required to read to be able to understand this! However, it's still a fun read so i recommend it! This one is a bit sad, but there's a happy ending. Since Dan IS the God of Death, however, there is some death of minor characters so be careful! Special thanks to Elizajane  for urging me on with this and making me fall in love with this AU, as well as editing it for me. I literally have no idea how I wrote 13k in like three days, but somehow I did! Thank you to all of the wonderful comments I got from the last installment as well! I love you all!

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Once upon a time, Dan reckoned he used to like his fellow gods. But as time passed and he became more isolated, the only being who brought sorrow to the world, Dan grew to hate the others.

He hated the way they brought light to dreary situations. He hated the way they looked at him with pity as he disappeared from rooms to bring a passing soul to the Underworld. He hated how they seemed to think he was a lesser God because he destroyed, instead of created.

But most of all, he hated the God of Life more than anything.

Everybody loved Phil. He was the God of Light, the God of all things Holy, basically. He brought happiness into the world, made women into mothers, made seeds bloom into flowers. He was the epitome of everything good in the world.

But whereas Phil was wonderful and brought life to the planets, Dan brought death and destruction. He took away the life that Phil made. He was there when Phil's creations took their last exhale, was there when flowers bloomed and wilted. He was there to destroy everything that Phil made, and therefore he didn't blame Phil for hating him because of that.

He would hate himself too, probably, if he didn't already.

And currently, for the past few years, Dan had been walking thousands of people to the Underworld nonstop, children and adults alike, with no breaks in between. As soon as he would show them the way, he would pop back up in a hospital, filled with thousands of sickly people, and he would sometimes be bringing five souls at a time to the Underworld. He didn't have time to go see the other gods, didn't have time to do anything but this. He was exhausted, ready to rip his hair out, because he knew that Phil was going to be pissed at him for 'killing' Phil's children.

Humans were fragile. Every so often, a plague would pop up, and Dan would have to ignore Phil's wrath as he reaped the souls of thousands. This was one of those times.

Finally, finally, after years of hard work, Dan was able to catch his breath. Time moved so much more slowly in the God world than it did in the human world, so when he didn't immediately pop up in a random place, Dan literally pumped his fist in the air and whooped so loudly that Gabrielle could probably hear him from the sky.

He took this to his advantage and disappeared from the human world, only to pop back up in the colosseum, which was essentially where all of the gods slept, ate, and watched over the human world from the sky. It was also where they held important meetings, meetings that were typically held when Dan fucked up one way or another (which was often, to be honest).

It didn't take him long to be noticed, and when he was, Vega quite literally attacked him, pouncing on his shoulders with a loud shriek of, "Daniel!"