You had just finished baking cookies and brewing tea for Sally when a shiver ran down your spine. You arranged the molecules that make up you and the treats, and transported them to Sally's room. Once there you knocked on the door, setting the dishes down out side her door. After that, you transported yourself to the threat you had sensed moments ago.
It was Death. He's been causing trouble for the others for quite some time.
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Time to get to work.
With that thought, you launched your attack at him as your two pistols formed in your hands. The bullets were made from the strongest steel ever created, and could destroy anything as long as the person who wields them had the power.
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His sythe shot out of the shadows and into his hands just in time to block your attack. You stared into his empty eye sockets with a cold, dark, gaze.
Then he went on the attack and launched himself at you as he swung his scythe in a wide ark, aiming to decapitate you. You simply smirked and bent at the waist, the blade whistling through the air. Unprepared for the non-resistance against his weapon, Death was thrown off balance.You took this chance to fire a dozen bullets through his head and torso.
Just as you presumed, his form slowly disintegrated into a black smoke and traveled through the ground into the underworld. You knew that he would be back later. After all, he was death. Only when people stopped dying would be fully 'die.'
You checked your watch and cursed. You had fifteen minutes to get back and prepare supper. With a sigh, you quickly transported yourself to the kitchen and began to chop, stir, boil, and bake.With the help of your clones of course. You had created three clones as soon as your feet formed.You
When the food was done, your clones dispersed back into their original molecules. Without waiting for the process to complete, you grabbed the food and balanced the plates on a gigantic tray, then made your way to the dinner table.
When the short trip was completed, you grabbed the plates and slid them across the table to the pasta you had cooked the meal for. As each of them dig into their meal without hesitation, you glowered at them. They all jumped and a few even screamed as you slammed your hands on the table.
"What do you say?"
You spoke with an eerily calm tone in your voice. All the pastas were almost frozen in fear, as you had never done this before.
"Th-thank you."
Spoke an adorable shuddering voice coming from Toby.
"Your welcome. As for the rest of you, I've had a VERY bad day. If any of you tick me off, you will regret it."
The last words were spoken with a menacing undertone that had even Slenderman shaking in fear.
"Now, you will clean your own laundry, dishes, and rooms. If any of you fail do so or it is not to my liking-"
You cut yourself off with a dark chuckle, making sure they understand. After that you simply turn on your heel and stroll out of the room. When the doors are fully closed, you transported yourself out to the middle of the forest. You knew that this was the place it would happen.
As you were part of the essences, you went through these rituals to ensure that the thing you represented was in balance with everything else. For example, during the Holocaust, Life and Death was severely off balance and went through several of these.
The rituals were painful if the balance was even a tad bit off. And it seems as if this was one of those occasions.
