My Life as A Grim Reaper

Chapter 9

I couldn't believe it. My own father had killed me, and for his own sake. Tears streamed down my cheeks, hot and angry. I was in my room, and I heard a knock.

"Zel? It's Louis, open up!" for once, he sounded serious.

"Fine, come in." I muttered, pretending that I hadn't been crying.

Louis poofed into my room, and sat cown next to me on my bed.

"What happened?" he asked, putting his arm around me comfortingly.

When he touched me, my skin tingled, and I held down a blush. I told him what Death had told me, his eyes widening in shock.

"You're...the daughter of Death...? How is that even possible! He's just skin and bone! He probably doesn't even have a--" He cut himself off, seeing the horrified look on my face. "Sorry, sorry..." he responded, pulling me closer. A moment of silence passed between us, and I finally just broke down into a heap of sobs. It felt stupid, revealing my inner self to someone like this. I normally was able to keep myself together. But I'd had too much stress. I learned that I was only half human. That my father was not my father. My mother was not my mother. Karma was basically screwing me in the ass with a cactus.

Louis held me in a close hug, and I realized how close we were when I'd finally stopped crying.

"I can't stand to see you like this, Zel...It hurts. Even though my heart doesn't beat...it breaks when I think of someone hurting you. Of you spending even one minute unhappy." he said, lifting my chin up.

No no. I can't be getting lovey-dovey like this.

Oh shutup and let yourself be happy for once in your existence, Zel. You deserve it.

If the only time my scythe has ever uttered a non-abusive statement was to tell me that I deserved this, it must be a sign.

I found myself wishing and hoping with every fiber of my being for him to kiss me. I'd only known him for a month, but I was realizing something; I'd found my soulmate. He hugged me gently, and pulled me into a tender kiss, filled with nothing but love, and passion. I never thought I'd be finding my soulmate in the afterlife.

I broke the kiss for air. I could feel a familiar heat rushing through me like wildfire. I was speechless.

"From the moment I saw you, Zel...I knew you were my soul-mate...I know it sounds cheesy...but...I'm at a loss for better words here. " he said with a furtive grin.

I giggled a bit, laying my head on his chest. I felt at ease for the first time in my life. Despite the things I'd learned, not even an hour before, I felt at peace, like everything was right.

"I love you." Louis said into my ear, kissing my forehead, and getting up to leave. I watched him as he walked out of my room.

What the hell just happened? I felt my tingling lips with the tips of my fingers.

I love you too.

I closed my eyes and laid down on my back, with a heavy sigh. I felt like I was nothing, now. With the amazing rush of loving- and being loved back- with that gone, I felt so empty. Like I had never really been whole until I knew Louis loved me. Filling the space love had left behind was anger at being left alone. I wanted to obliterate things, to crush what that people loved. I held myself back, barely, instead, I rolled onto my side, covering my head with my pillow, and let out a bhlood-curdling scream.

Suddenly, I felt like I was being pulled somewhere. I sat up, looking around the room. I needed to be somewhere else. But where? I gripped my stomach, suddenly feeling sick. That wasn't supposed to happen, I'm dead, dead things don't get sick. I stood up from my bed, then almost immediately, I doubled over, and fell to my knees, then I was writhing on the floor. I felt my back bones moving around, like something was inside of me. I tried to scream, but no sound came from my mouth.

The sound of bones popping, and flesh ripping was sickening. Then, a portal opened up beneath me, and I was sucked into it against my will. There were reflections of myself in the walls of the portal. I was shocked by what I saw. My teeth were sharp, like a hundred canines, and my eyes were blood-red. The worst thing of all was that I had six arms protruding from my back, all of them shadowy, and black.

I hit something hard, ground.The ground was burning hot, and everything was on fire. I stood up, the burning ground not affecting me, and looked at my surroundings. There were dark figures dancing in the fire, laughing like madmen. I could sense their evil. There were jagge-looking black rocks with skeletons of creatures that I'd never seen before laying around. There were blood-curdling screams of people.

"Am..I...In hell...?" I said aloud. My back hurt like hell. But for some reason, I felt more powerful.

"Indeed....Thou hast come hither, to me...Zel...!" I heard a snake-like, demonic voice say.

I whipped around, only to face a huge creature. It had the head of a bull, the wings of a bat, the legs of a goat, and the torso of a man. There were spikes going down the back, and to the tail. It's eyes were like pools of lava, and smoke rose from it's nose. A forked tongue slithered out of it's mouth between it's jagged teeth.

"I am Satan! " it hissed, flaring it's wings, and breathing fire right through me. But the fire didn't burn me, which was strange.

"So...The daughter of Death, eh? You will be a nice addition to my artillery." The Devil cackled, trapping me in a cage, that I, no matter how hard I tried, couldn't budge.