Female Characters X Male Reader

Yan Fem Death X Male Reader

You were lying on the ground in a pool of your own blood. You were suffering from multiple stab wounds saving your (younger sister or girlfriend) from being mugged by two guys in Halloween masks. She had called 911 before a real fight broke out, but even then the police nor the paramedics arrived yet. You were starting to pass out from blood loss when you could faintly hear sirens.
"I'll...be alright. Don't worry". You said to your (younger sister or girlfriend) before completely blacking out.
You opened you wake up in a white room. On one side of it you see a woman in a strange outfit holding  scythe. The woman approaches you.
"(Y/N)?" She asks.
"...Yes". You answer.
"Come with me, you're dead". She says with a smirk.
"Wait, who even are you?" You ask her.
"I'm Death of course".
Your eyes widen and she grabs you by the arm. You pull away from her.
"Prove it. You demand.
"Would I be here if you weren't?" She asks you matter of factly.
You think for a moment, but hang your head in defeat, she was right.
You suddenly start sliding away from her. Guess she was wrong. She chased after you and tried to pull you to her, but whatever force was dragging you away from her was too powerful and you were pulled into darkness again.

Your body aches. You slowly start to open your eyes and see the ceiling of a hospital room surrounded by doctors and your (female companion). You smile at her weakly and she smiles at you.
-With Death in her palace-
Death was furious that you had escaped her she sat in her throne talking to some pawn of the goddess of light about how you were revived by the doctors at the hospital.
"That's bullshit! He belongs to me!" She yells at the winged child.
"Sorry Ms.Death, he's very much alive again". The angel responds shakily.
She groans and reclined in her throne.
"Whatever. It's just one soul. Plus, humans die everyday. There'll be a new one to replace him". She sighs.
-two years later (still with Death)-
Death was currently stalking you in her human form. She had started doing this a month after you escaped her, but a week before that she was peeping on you using a magic stone tablet. She had become obsessed with you by the fourth month and started having fantasies about taking you herself. By the first year of stalking you she had given an honest try to getting you out of her head and to some degree, she stopped acting crazy. However she still wanted to take you. Not only because she felt cheated that you escaped her in the first place, but also because she was still pretty crazy for you.

-Back to you finally-
You were alone in your room in the middle of the night, for some unknown reason you couldn't sleep. You figured you would watch videos online until sleep finally came over you, but it didn't. You heard a knock on the front door of your apartment. You got up, grabbed your (reasonable weapon of choice) and walked to the door. You looked out the peephole and saw a woman, she's not holding anything and she's wearing too little clothes to not obviously hide a weapon. You cracked the door open enough for you to say.
"Can I help you?"
"I'm sorry". The woman says.
You're confused, but then you felt a sharp pain in your stomach. You looked down to see some kind of wide blade coming out the back of your stomach. As the killer pulls the blade out blood spills out and you fall over, dying very quickly.
You wake up in a dark room, but torches of blue fire soon light the room and you are face to face with Death again.
"Hello again Y/N. Did you miss me?" Death says purring.
"...How...how did you?" You started.
"Simple, I blackmailed that woman into giving me an opportunity to kill you, and it worked. Now you belong to me". She explains.
"Like Hell I do". You spat back at her.
She glares at you and pulls her scythe out of nowhere.
"You will behave yourself, you may be dead, but I can still hurt you". She growls.
"I don't ca-"
You were stopped as she sliced off your arm. You scream in agony as your limb burns off like it were dipped in very strong acid. It grew back, but it still burns.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Did I interrupt you? Please continue". She says with a  condescending tone.
You were still lying on the ground in pain.
"I thought so". She hummed.
She put a collar around your neck and dragged you into her throne room.

-One year later (Death's POV)-

I was sitting in the dining room with my sister Life. She was visiting me like she always does on a yearly basis.
"Do you know what happened to that human named (Y/N)?" She asked me suddenly.
"Who?" I replied.
" You know, that human you got all fussy over". She prodded.
"Oh. Him, he's dead?" I asked her.
"You know he is" she responded.
"I must have forgotten. With that war that broke out I've had my hands full. He must have gotten mixed up in the soldiers" I lied.
While my sister could easily tell if humans were lying, she always had trouble with other gods and goddesses. Where is (Y/N) then? He's in the cell under my throne. I always hide him there when my sister visits, and he'll stay there if he wants to have a good afterlife.