Deaths' Breathe
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  • Reads 1,642
  • Votes 42
  • Parts 10
  • Time 55m
Ongoing, First published Feb 02, 2012
Deanna was once a very active teenage girl until the day secret forces toyed with her life.

Deanna, after suffering a tragic death, never got her say in court, that is to say Hermes never lead her to her afterlife, where she was supposed to have a chance for appeal in court in front of the gods Rhadamanthus, Minos, and Aeacus, who pass sentence. Instead Deanna wakes up to Xavier, her very shady Death Assistant. Given no chose Deanna must work for Lucifer as the leader of a group of Grimm Reapers. Death Con 5, better known as Seattle, Washington, is now her home and the people her charge.

But there’s a catch; if Deanna wants to come back to life she must find the person who killed her and the reason. 

The problem; Raphael, her guardian Archangel, tells her to trust no one and to spend all available time searching for her killer, but Lucifer will do all he can to sway her and just maybe, she’ll reach for the cookies on the other side.

Life used to be a fun, then she died.
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