The final destination.

Chapter 2

~Deaths POV~

"Help" a small faint voice whispered in my ear.

These crys, I hear every day all day, but something was different about this voice. I knew this voice. It had been calling out to me for years now.

I could hear the maturity that rung through the voice. Each time I heard it, the maturity became more and more defined.

I guess you could say this person was physically and emotionally growing up.

Hayden. This was her name.

I had been watching her from afar since the day she turned 5. That was the day her life changed.

From parents that loved her unconditionally, to parents that despised her existence.

Even I asked why these cries would start up so suddenly.

The reason was anything but a good excuse.

It was their marriage, the marriage that was once filled of love, lust, and respect was now full of disgust, and hatred to the highest extent.

To distract themselves they took out their anger on their 5 year old daughter.

This little girl, she had brown eyes and chocolate brown hair. She was short, which was expected from a 5 year old.

She lacked maturity (to a social extent) , which again was expected.

But from the first slap a bell went off in her mind.

It was a sort of reality check for her.

Since that bell went off she put up a wall, blocking everyone and anything from getting to close to her.

No friends, bad grades, no talent, horrible parents. What else could make her life worse then it already was.

She went on, her days long and lifeless.

But her mental strength and maturity always getting higher.

Though her maturity was skyhigh you could still picture the little girl trapped behind bars in her body.

Had I helped her? Had I thought of ending it for her? Do her a kind favor?

It's not like she hadn't asked for it.

Because she has, plenty of times.

I hoped that things would get better for her, I knew something big was going to happen.

Though I wasn't quite sure I knew it was going to be big.

I knew that she was going to have to make a decision.

And that I was going to have to make a decision.

Being Death in all my glory I had the power to take the pain from her. To make her numb to the pain of the world. But she was special.

I usually could see into the future of humans. Know who they are, what the aspire, and what will happen to them in the future.

But Hayden, I could feel her emotions, see her past, but not see her future.

This had never happened before.

I was immune to feeling, immune to everything.  But this time it didn't work out that way.

It was the best part of being Death. I had power, and I liked it that way.

I had the power to give and take life.

You might call this cruel.

But hun,

As you might have already noticed, the world isn't fair.