Death's Angel

Chapter 19

I had fallen asleep back in death arms last night. He just felt so comfortable. He just washed my worries away. He didn't do it anymore. He kept his hands where they were. He hugged me tighter to his chest sometimes. When I had woken up I see Phine laying next to me staring at me sleeping. I sit up and look at her. Death grunts and flips over. 

"What the fuck are you doing?" Whisper loudly.

"Oh, can I not watch two people sleep in peace?" She whispers back smiling.

"This is the equivalent way of watching someone fuck each other."

"Oh? You haven't done that? That's my favorite hobby." 

"Of course you have watched someone fuck each other. Hey….do you know about our last past life? Or the Queen us?"

"Sadly, no. Death only fills me in about the basic details. I know we were a badass Queen. Well, we were almost Queen. There's a sculpture of us and a picture of us. When I had arrived Death was so heartbroken. He would only show me and Satan his emotions. When I told him I wanted nothing to do with him he respected that. I feel bad really….I just created a life of my own. I think once you get all your memories back you can be the Queen. Even without me. Reapers have the ability to soak in memories. Really you should've been able to remember everything. But I think those bracelets have something to do with that. " 

    I lay back down with Death. I play with his hair. He hugs me tightly to his body.

"What did we look like?"

"We looked like you. If I remembered correctly when we came in from our other past life we had short hair."

"...why do I feel so attached to him yet you feel nothing." 

"I believe God really wanted to fuck Death over and tried to erase everything of Death. You were the only one that held that to your heart. It's not because I didn't love him. I was the side that loved Tony. I was every bad part of you. But it doesn't mean that I didn't love him just as much as you do."

"Would there be a way of me to get your memories?"

"I don't know…We really are a special case."

    Death slowly was up and pulls me even closer to him. Then he looks up and sees Phine.

"You know for a fucking fact I'm only in my boxers.." He says pissed off.

"Oh? You are? Why would you be naked in a bed with someone you barely know?" Phine says with a smirk.

"Why do you keep sleeping with Guards after multiple times I told you not too? Or the fact that I keep telling you not to come into my room! I could be fucking someone and you walking-. YOU KNOW WHAT IT'S TOO EARLY FOR YOUR BULLSHIT! You have way too many fetishes." 

"You do realize that some of those fetishes could have passed on to her."He looks at me than her. Then he shakes his head and blushes. 

"Don't give me those ideas. She's just a little cinnamon roll. I want to keep her like this until she's ready. Look at her so innocent and cute." 

"Oh so?" She snaps and she starts possessing me and she makes me get on top of him. I blush and regain control of my body and get up from the bed.

"Phine you know that's way too personal. I don't want to do that."

   Death gets up and snaps her out of the room. 

"Are you okay? Sometimes demon possessions can leave scratch and bruises." He looks around my body and makes sure nothing is left on me. "Okay, you can go now. Let me know when you want another Human. I'm going to give you another shot."

"Um...i wish I could find out about my past. I mean...my other past."

"Oh? I wish I had that book. I would read through it when you first sold your soul to me. The book disappeared."

"What was I like?"

"I'm not going to tell you. I want you to mold yourself again. Yeah, I could give you all your past books and you can follow them to a T. But that still isn't the real you. Whatever you mold yourself into is you."

"But don't you hate that I'm not the old me?!"

"Cuteness, I could never hate that face. I could never hate someone who has my mark on them." He kisses my cheek and presses his hand on my sigil.

"Can I walk around your castle?"

"Sure, just don't get too lost. Call me if you do."

   I walk out and I bump into a beautiful demon woman. She's 5'11. She has the same eyes as Death but instead of white irises, she has red. Her white hair flows with her movements. She's pale. She's not like the other demons. There's a demon guard with her. Her guard has a fuck boy hair cut. He is skinny, he's wearing a band t-shirt, skinny jeans, his red eyes are dim and his horns are point numbs. She looks down and smiles widely at me.

"It's nice to see sunshine here in our darkest hours. Where are you going, darling?" She says softly. I

"I'm just going to walk around if that's fine."

"Oh, such a gem like you walking around without a guard can't do. Jaxson, guard this beautiful young lady around. You're my strongest demon."

"Are you sure that's such a good idea? What if something happens to you?"

"My son will be by my side. He'll make sure I'm guarded at all times. She's who I'm worried about. Especially in the vulnerable state, she's in. Just protect her okay." She goes into Death's room and as soon as Jaxson gets next to me I feel my energy drain from me. Something is off about him.
      I walk around and there are so many beautiful statues and people. Paintings of a Male angel with a sword. He has golden hair and golden eyes bleeding gold. He has 6 wings and 3 rings surrounding him. His halo is above his head. He's got so much gold on him I swear he should've been God himself. The caption for the photo is 'Angel of Death'. I feel like I've seen him somewhere. 

"You know I haven't seen you seen you in a long time, Persefoni." I hear Jaxson say in the back I turn around and he shapeshifts into a totally different demon. His horns are longer, sharp, he has his long hair in a man bun. His eyes are piercing red. He's chubby. "You're the reason I'm not even trusted in the demon community. Now that your weak in this state I can fucking injury you." I step back. 

"I don't even know who the fuck you even are!" He starts backing me up into a corner and I realize he was leading me away from the people. He planned this.

"You're the reason I was fucking imprisoned all these fucking years by Death! You dumb bitch! Just because you couldn't let go of what we had in your old past. Just like you fucking banished your own soulmate into a fucking river leaving their soul to rot in black tar! Just like you fell in love with a demon and got him fucking killed by Death! YOU WERE A FUCKING MONSTER!" His teeth start growing longer and sharper. His face is distorted. "YOU WERE THE WORST QUEEN THIS WORLD COULD'VE EVER GOTTEN! YOU SHOULD BE IN THE FUCKING TAR PIT WITH ALL YOUR VICTIMS! YOU KILLED COUNTLESS OF HUMANS WITH NO FUCKING MERCY! YOU DID THE SAME WITH ANIMALS YOU FUCKING PSYCHOPATH YOU WERE MORE RELENTLESS THAN LILLTH!" I backed up in a corner and start tearing up. Was I terrible? Is everyone lying to me about being the greatest Queen in this world? Was I just a reckless and careless reaper? Why? Why am I getting yelled at for my actions now of there in the past?
    He lifts me off the ground and starts choking me digging his sharp nails into my neck. I start to fade into unconsciousness and see no one coming to aid. If I was such a great queen, why would I do such things to others? I slip into unconsciousness. Not knowing what is next to come.