BTS Scenarios

Mortifera (Horror Special 2)

Trigger Warning

"Ah, shit."

A puddle of water splashed on the man's leather boots. Because of the many thoughts running through his mind, he payed no attention to the world around him. He cursed as he irritatingly shook his leather-clad feet dry. Shoving his hands in the pockets of his black leather jacket and hawking up a ball of spit to the dirty, wet concrete, he went on his way to his job.

Unbothered, he entered the hospital quietly, and not a single person noticed him as usual. No one could see him anyway for he was the Grim Reaper.

He passed by frantic nurses who were hurrying to ailing patients, and he looked over each room to see if their were any potential souls for him to take.

Behind one door, the young man spotted a sickly, elderly woman who had tubes in her nostrils, and needles on her arm. She was on her death bed. By her side was an old man (probably her husband) who clutched unto her hand, praying and begging for her not to die.

"How pathetic," Yoongi muttered. He'd come across this type of shit everyday, and it makes him puke every time.

"Death is a new beginning," was a quote he lived by. Yoongi understands how hard it is to lose a loved one, but it's irritating to see people mourn every time he's out on the job. Yoongi shook his head and moved on to the next room.

A mother was stuttering and stammering about her day to teenage boy who was in a coma. "I miss you, Lucas. Please wake up," the mother hiccuped out.

"Only a few months left for that thing." He walked out the door and sighed. At that point, he was too tired to find the "perfect soul" to take. Until...

"Code Blue! Code Blue! Code Blue in the Fifth Ward!"

"Finally, someone decided to die!" Yoongi almost shouted with joy. He sprinted to the fifth ward where the dying patient was.

There he spotted a cancer-ridden, little girl who looked like a six or seven year old, with tubes all around her body, and doctors scurrying around the room to save this girl.

Yoongi huffed. "It's always the little ones." He glanced over at the monitor to see her heart beat dropping at a drastic rate.

"Don't worry kid. You're suffering ends today."

Yoongi pulled out a shiny, silver scythe, and placed the tip of the scythe on top of the little girl's chest where her heart is. His tongue stuck out in concentration, and a small bead of sweat ran down his face.

A ball of light emitted from the small 'x' that was slit on the little girl's chest, making her skin pale and breathing dwindle down.

Yoongi reaches out his hand for the soul, but for some odd reason, it would not go near him.

"C'mon kid, I don't have all day for this." His tilted his head and clicked his tongue, irritated. Yoongi glared at the soul, threateningly bringing his scythe up towards it.

"Look brat, I'm trying to help you here. If you could stop fucking around then this will all be over."

The light shone brightly, temporarily blinding Yoongi to escape. Yoongi cursed under his breath, and transformed into a black ball of dust as he chased the little scoundrel.

The soul zoomed past rooms and people until it stops in front of another room where another girl who was nearly dying like her. Yoongi was dead on her tracks; he was so close.

Out of pure instinct, the ball of light tried to force it's way into the other girl's heart. Alas, it didn't work as normal souls can't possess vessels all willy nilly like demons can.