Pure Death (Angels of Death- female reader)

Wait, what? (chapter 3)

Well... shit, now she's going to read it. Ugh! We can't waste any time, might as well read the damn thing. Wait, that's not mine. She started talking about some bad orphanage, a serial killer, and a whole lot of stuff.

"So, what if I am Issac Foster!" He swiftly swings the scythe, stopping it mere inches away from her neck. I should pay attention more of what's going on, than stay inside my head. "Are you scared?" He grinned at her, only to be disappointed with a deadpanned face.

"No, I'm not scared of you.."

"Yah know, someone said that too. They tried getting bold with me and look what happened to them now! Their dead!"

"What does that have to do with-"

"To cut things short they lied to me.. and I hate liars. So, I gave them a favor, and ended their pathetic life" He said with a eerie grin at the last part of his sentence. Why do I feel like the third wheel here.

"So, what your saying is, if I lied to you, you will kill me?"

"Huh??!??"
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"Oh right.. you want to die." He growled. I think I was left here forgotten. Well that's good I don't have to deal with anything like that. I put my phone, and headphones in my bag. I started to walk back to my unbroken grave, after taking my first two steps. I got yanked back by the hoodie almost choking the life out of me, mind you. I spoke too soon.

"Ay!! Where do you think your going?"

"I just wanted to sit down, Can you please let go of my hoodie."

"Why aren't you scared of me?!" He made me turn to him.

"Well you see uh..." I turn a little pink, from embarrassment.

"'Uh' what??"

"I thought you were..." I mumbled.

"Huh?!?!"

"I thought you were just a random person, dressed up as the famous killer!" The famous killer that we all know and love. He looked at me dumbfounded, and then started laughing his ass off. "Hey! Stop laughing!" I started turning red from embarrassment.

"She's right, we have to continue going or we're never getting out of this place." But, she ended up staring at her grave.

"Hey! Why do you keep staring at that grave?" No response. After a few seconds he smashed the thing to smithereens, same went with mine. "Sorry to burst your fantasy of crawling into some grave. But, I don't plan on dying with you. So, either get your ass moving, or I'm not killing you."
After he said that, Rachel started walking towards the water that was in the other graveyard. Zack looked at me with a smirk. I guess he accomplished many things. And one of them was telling Rachel what to do. God, is getting hot in here though, and this god damn hoodie isn't helping either.

"Mind you I'm the real deal.." he said coming closer to me. "So, I better see you scared." He said ready to see my reaction. Oh so we're going where we left off- that's nice I guess. He let go of my hoodie.

I ended up looking away, started to walk away from him going towards the same direction as Rachel. He looked at me confused, and I kid you not, as soon as he started to walk- I ran.

I did not want him to see my face. But, on doing so he thought I was running for my life, and started to run to try to keep up with me. I saw Rachel pointed at the water. "I think there's something in there." With no hesitation, I jumped into the water, making a big splash. Wetting Rachel's, and Zack's clothes since he was right behind me. "Ok, just-"

"Are you fuckin kidding me?!" I felt a lot better now, since the water was nice and cold. "Ugh!" The water was going little bit above my stomach, but I could manage. But, I guess getting wet didn't faze her at all. "Do you ever make any other expression, than that?!" He pointed at her face. She stays silent. "Make a face or something!"