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Dark clouds and even darker sky. The moon is high up, yet it’s unusually dark. Maybe it’s just my mood. It’s always my mood. But never this bad, it really is dark. I have a bad feeling about this. Really bad.
Dragged out of my brooding I looked up to examine the sky. It was turning a dark red. Wait, dark red? The sun already set, and it wasn’t even close to morning. Something was up. Something very bad. I walked swiftly toward my home, not wanting to be caught in this…whatever it was. All I knew was that it was bad. I could feel it deep within me that everything was about to change.
“My child you have grown so much!” I twirled around toward the voice. It was a man wearing a black hooded robe.
“Who are you?” I whispered, terrified. If course I didn’t want to look scared, so I stood tall and proud.
“Do you not remember me, my child?” He takes his hood off to show me his face. I couldn’t help but stare at the large burn covering half his face.
I looked away, noticing that he was watching me intently, “Not at all. Who are you and what are you doing here?” Honestly he was starting to piss me off. Why was he in MY house and how’d he get here?
“My name is Grim. And I’m here to recruit you to our ranks. I’ve been watching you for some time now, and you are quite talented.” He smiled
“Watching me?” I stared, and was kinda freaked out. I don’t know how to deal with stalkers. Shit. “And recruit me for what?” Am I being fucking drafted or something?
Grim shook his head, laughing like a loony. Jesus since when was what I said funny? “My daughter, your destiny is to become a reaper. And so you will be a reaper.”
Now I laughed too. C’mon reapers? As if, this dude must be an escaped crazy from the funny farm. I looked around the room I was in for a phone. Of course, it was upstairs again. Figures. I looked back at him, bearing my fangs, “Just get outta here you idiot.” I hissed, my spiked tail swishing.
“Ooh I’m so scared.” He smiled, “kiddo I know all your moves, and I’m GRIM after all. What makes you think you’ll be able to get me out of here?” nevertheless, he turned and left. What the fuck was that all about? Whatever. If he comes back, I swear I’m going to the cops. That was one creepy dude. I couldn’t help but wonder what all the ‘reaper’ shit was all about. I mean reapers are cool and all, but its not like they exist….right?