A middle school student walked with his two of his friends towards a video game store around 5pm." ... and in breaking news; another three children have died in this area. The suicide epidemic rate of young children , from ages 5-12 , has been growing increasingl-" plays the radio inside the store.
' .... Hey! I just know I'm not going to do it! I mean I have a family! Why would I kill myself? ' A dark haired boy with bright red jeans said as he walked backwards facing his friends as he talked.
' But they call it a sickness Jiho, its not like you can choose to catch a cold.' a small boy with round glasses replied as they all walked into the warm shop.
' I can dress warm and stay away from who have it, Minseok ' Jiho replied, ' Don't you think so Youngjae?' he said as he looked at the tall boy with dark honey hair looking at the newest video games.
' I donno Jiho. I guess so? ' he sighed looking at the two who have been arguing about this topic for the last half hour. Looking at his watch he groaned. ' We have to be back soon though or our mums will kill us. They're more touchy these days'
' Yeah well, Kids are dropping like flies' Minseok said as he took a few sweets from a nearby shelf and went to the counter to pay for them.
Jiho looks back at Youngjae and nods at the game in his hands, ' You gonna buy that?'
'Nah ' the boy answers and places it back on the shelf as he waits for Minseok to return.
' Come -on lets gooo' Minseok says tightening his scarf around his neck and tossing each of the boys a heated caramel.
They all walked out of the shop into the freezing air, down the street towards their neighbourhood.
Youngjae opens his palm and trys to open the candy packet but it slips out of his fingers and skids into a small side street.
' Shit' he mutters as he yells to the others that he will catch up with them.
He runs into the alley and looks for the candy. A shuffle makes him stop and look around.
' Are you looking for something?' A voice says out of the darkness. The boy jumps as he hears the voice and shakes his head vigorously ,as he takes a few steps back into the light.
The voice laughs, ' Don't be scared of me, I'm just coming though here to get to the video game store. What are you looking for?' the voice says sounding friendly.
' A heated caramel ' Youngjae replies reluctantly, still unable to see the person.
' Ah! Here it is!' the voice says as it moves towards him. The boy takes another step back as an arm comes into the light holding his caramel. The arm extends and gestures him to take it.
'Thank you ....' Youngjae whispers and takes the candy only to be pulled into the darkness by the stranger.
His screams are muffled as his back is pressed against the side of the building, the soothing voice tells him to be quiet.
' I just want to check something ....' It says as it lifts its hand and presses it against his chest and a pain starts to erupt in the boys chest as his screams become louder and louder before his body goes limp and he falls from the figure's hands.
The figure sighs as it looks at the corpse on the ground, ' He wasn't my destined either' the figure whispers.
' I can't hurt my mate' the figure whispers to itself trying to comfort itself as it kneels down next to the boy and takes out a small knife.
Stabbing the corpse in the chest and leaving the knife next to the body, the figure walks away only to be greeted by an old friend.
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" Sister" Carlise nodded in acknowledgment as the woman notices her.
" Well... this is a pleasant surprise." The woman says as she takes off her black hood revealing a full head of flowing white locks, which almost reach her hips. Her bright unnaturally purple eyes, scream evidence of her sins.
" And that was a not so pleasant ...." Carlise gestured to the dead child, " ...performance."
The beautiful woman turned head slightly to catch a glimpse of the boy.
" It must be done, that boy felt so much like Him"
Carlise took a deep breath of the air surrounding her.
The boy was part fae. A very small part.
Carlise studies the figure, as her eyes fill with deep pain. She was not able to protect her mate, and Zeus's promise of reincarnation has made her mad. Unfortunately, she was too valuable to dispose of. She was hand picked, trained, and conditioned to become a future Death , after she completed her task.
Her training included secrets that people would trade their families for. She was a walking book of endless information... information which includes how to find all supernatural beings. Information, they need urgently.
" What if I told you I knew a few boys that may be your mate?" Carlise said carefully.
Her eyebrows raised as her interest perked.
" ... all you need to do is to find them" Carlise continued, quickly forming a plan in her mind.
" .... and what would you be getting from this?" She asked the angel suspiciously, whist stepping forward towards her, eyes glowing. No one gives her an order beside her Master.
" I- I need to kill them" Carlise bluffs. " Zeus wants the young Demi-gods dead and has put a price on their heads. He promised Syon and I freedom."
Her eyes study Carlise for a few minutes trying to break down the barrier in her mind, but Carlise holds it secure. She will not be controlled by this crazy demon.
She lifts an eyebrow as Carlise resists, normally the Master would ask her directly for children to be disposed of. This angel is attempting to use her. Oh well whats the harm, a little fun might brighten her sour mood.
Something warm trinkles down Carlise's ear as the woman smirks and talks.
" Fine, I'll find the little princes' for you, but I want the first contact. You can have the scraps" The woman hysterically laughs.
"Over my dead body you are going to harm them in anyway, you madwomen " sneers Carlise in her mind as she wipes off the blood trailing down her neck, and follows the living corpse.
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