Death Made an Error

Chapter One

It was midnight and Reaper was at the back of an alleyway. The only coherent thought he was able to form at the time was whether or not it was possible for the eldest god of death, if it was possible for Death himself, to die. He certainly felt like he should have dusted long before getting to where he was now. 

He was huddled into a pained ball, his broken wings wrapped around the hurt god protectively. If any passersby might happen to pass the alley's entrance they might hear quiet, pained cries coming from further in the alleyway.

And in fact, someone did. Multiple someones to be exact. A mixed group of monsters and humans thinking they had found an easy victim. Reaper has an amulet from Life that prevents him from killing people by touch, which was meant to protect his friends, but in this instant it only made it more possible for the bullies to hurt him. Said bullies stalked towards the crying god, the biggest human in front of the group as it's leader.

As the bullies got closer, Reaper looked up and peered around at his surroundings, trying to see what made the slight dragging noise he heard. He spoke in a pained voice, wincing at the stutter in his words. "Who-who's t-there? I-I-I'm not a-afraid to fi-fight!"

The gang leader chuckled. "Look guys! The grim reaper wannabe thinks he can fight us!" As if on cue, the gang laughs as the leader steps closer to Reaper, close enough to touch the god if he wanted to.

Reaper painfully unwraps his wings from around him and summons one of his scythes with a bit of effort. "D-Don't come a-a-any closer! P-Please..?"

The human steps forward and grabs the god by his collar.

"DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME!" Reaper shouts as he weakly kicks at the human holding him up.

The human tuts at him. "Now now, no need for that." He turns around to face his gang. "What do you think guys, does the wannabe deserve a punishment for his attitude?" His question earns him a very enthusiastic yes from the rest of the gang. In response to this, the human slams Reaper into the alley wall, making the already injured god scream as his already broken ribs and wings broke even more. 

The human laughs at his pain even as he turns his head to look at one of the other humans with him. "This one's a screamer. Silence him." At his order the human he's looking at steps forward and shoves a dirty rag into the god's mouth. That action is too late however, Reaper's scream already attracted someone that this gang definitely doesn't want to meet.

The newcomer was a skeleton and a friend of Reaper's. The dark-boned skeleton slipped into the alley and strung up the gang before they even knew what was happening, leaving the human leader where he was holding up Reaper unstrung. The human had no idea what was going on and continued punching and kicking Reaper in several spots trying to get him to cry. The newcomer stepped out of the shadows behind the human.
"D O N ' T   Y O U   K N O W    H O W   T O   G R E E T   A   N E W    P A L   ?"The skeleton holds out his hand. "T U R N    A R O U N D    A N D   T A K E    M Y   H A N D  ."

Startled, the human drops Reaper to the ground and quickly turns around. "Who the fuck are you?"

"Shouldn't I be asking you the same thing?" The dark-boned skeleton responds calmly. "Fucking up a god. And the elder god of death, no less. What the actual hell were you thinking?"

The human scoffs at the skeleton in front of him. "That thing is no god. A grim reaper wannabe with no pain tolerance is what he is."

The skeleton's dark gaze suddenly got even darker. He turns and points to Reaper, who had thankfully fallen asleep. "You  f u c k e r. Reaper is  n o t   a   t h i n g. See if you still fucking think so after taking off his amulet. I would say that I hope you die a painful death, but alas, you'd be  d e a d   b e f o r e   y o u  f e l t  a  t h i n g."

The human laughs in his face. "You really think I'm scared of a broken skeleton and his asshole boyfriend? You've got something coming for you if that's the case." With that said, he steps around to where the god of death was slumped on the ground and rips off the amulet on a chain around his neck. He steps away and throws the amulet on the ground as soon as he has it. "See? Nothing bad fucking happened, so you can shut it." No sooner were these words out of his mouth when the area around them went dark with Reaper's aura.

"Nothing bad happened, you say? Go touch him then. I fucking dare you." The dark-boned skeleton says with a smirk, knowing he had won this verbal battle.

The human mutters under his breath, but nears the god again and lightly taps his head. Before the skeleton could say 'I told you so', the human was dead.