Why are humans so harsh? They act like their so much better than everyone. Like we're the lesser beings. I hate them with all my life, and breath. I hate them more than I hate god and fate and destiny. I prefer pain and suffering. The last human I told this asked me why as if I were crazy. I decided to be totalu honest, I told them that I was born to. That I was santan neice, death herself. They didn't beleive me, so I tryed to prove it. I killed them and sent them to hell. There was a lot of blood. The cops asked me if I did it, then time froze. Uncle San, Santan, stood in front of me. He told me to never admit to it and to always do it descretly. I agreed and he left and time started up again. I told the policethat a strange man had come up with a knife and killed the human. The cops beleived me. I was six then.
Now I'm 14 and still as hate full as ever. I'm going to a human school and I serve as Death for St.George,Utah. I'm not the only death, just the only one in town. I'm attending Snow Canyon Middle school by Uncle San's orders. I dont' see why the middle school has just 8th and 9th grade. It's ridiculous, but I can't complain. Or I'll get punished again. I hate going to school. The people think I'm weird because of my hair the color of ash, my eyes the color of blood, and my skin as pale as paper it's self. And the fact that I don't try to hide my oddness. I'm consently being asked if I'm a vampire and if I sparkle. I always give the same response, no I do not sparkle, but you could consider me a vampire. I tell them that the difference between me and a vampire is that I also feed on pain and sorrow. They usually leave me alone after that. I told everyone who asked me if I ever smiled that I knew only pain and suffering , no happieness or love. Until someone changed that for me.
My name is Angela Lucifer Reaper. Most call me Grim. I was sitting in english staring out the window, wondering whos soul I will take today, when a kid rushed in. He was breathing hard and had to regain his breath be fore saying, "I'm Justin Love. I'm new." Ms.Nesmith nodded and gestured to a seat next to me. I groaned inside. Time to scare off another new kid, I thought. Justin sat next to me, "Hi," he said, "This is my first day. Got any friendly advise?" I looked him in the eyes, "Piss me off and I'll slay you." I told him then turned to look out the window. I heard him chuckle. If oy he knew how serious I was.
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Thanks if you want to make charecters you could. I'm trying to stick with the incantations of the seven deadly sins and some happier emotions. The last names are going to represent which emotion or sin they are.
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I didn't see the Justin kid until lunch after that. I was sitting against the trophie case thinking that my day couldn't get any worse . In math I had "accidently" caused a kid who was making fun of me to have a stroke. Uncle San froze time and told me I had to meet him someplace private after that class was over to rexive punishment. I had found an empty janitors closet and Uncle San sealed my lips so I couldn't scream while he lashed me with a bamboo stick. So, as i thought about ways to make everyone elses day a living hell the most unexpected thing happened. Justin (why can't I forget his name?) came and sat next to me. Half the cafeteria went silent immediatly and I was one of them. I glared at Justin and he just sat there like he didn't notice me. "Are you out of your mind?" I hissed at him in a menacing voice. He looked at me, "You don't scare me, death girl." He said with a grin on his face. I was about to ask him what he ment when my phone started beeping. Wait, that was the death line. I pulled out my skull shaped phone and aswered it, "Reaper here, go."
"Death on bluff street. Get there fast or the soul will escape. Envy out." Said the death finder, Envy. I hung up my phone and stood up. I started walking down the hall when Justin caught my arm. "What they ever do to you?" He asked. I just shook him off and kept walking until I was out of the building. I looked around to make sure the coast was clear, then turned to fog. I floated to Bluff street and when I landed I was in full reaper attire. I wore a blood red cloak with a deep hood. Under it I wore a tattered tutu and a red long sleve with torn up lace over it. My white choker seemed out of place, but it's what Uncle San wanted me to wear because apparently sex sells. I always ask what we're selling, but he never answers. I look at my hand and my hammer scythe forms in my hand. I look around and notice that there was the dead body of a young man hidden in a bush. I walk over to him and pull him out. His are soul appears next to me and I slice it in half with my scythe. Out of habit, since all of my assignments are men, I give him a kiss on the cheek leaving a red kiss. I stand up and am survived to see Justin standing in front of me. Only this wasn't Justin this was one of gods generals, Love. I stare at him a moment before remembering what Uncle told me to do if I ever met one of gods generals. I ran for my life. Apparently gods generals aren't keen on giving mercy, that's why mercy never became a general. Before I had run three feet Love was in front of me. I was scared, but I refused to show it. I got into battle position, crouching, my hammer held ready to, well ,hammer. Love just laughed and said, in a voice silkier that melted chocolate, "You are quite young for such an experienced reaper and you're still breathing. Why did satan choose such a beautifuly young girl for such a grusome jod?" Of course I had to answer, "Maybe because he knew that the incantation of pure love couldn't kill such a girl." He smiled at me and before I knew it he had nocked my scythe away and held me to him, "I may not kill you, but I can't let beauty like this be wasted." He said and kissed me. You dirty old man, was the last thing I thought before I passed out.
When I woke up I was in my bed room. I remembered Love kissing me, but what happened after and how did I end up in my room. When my mind zeroed in on the thought of me passing out in Loves company I imeditaly check my self for signs of rape. I was safe, but I felt something was wrong. I got out of my bed and walked down the hall to the bath room. I jumped back in shock when I looked in the mirror. My skin, which had been pale since my bith, was a shade darker and my cheeks had a slight flush. I hair was still black but it was curly when it used to be lank and life less. My eyes scared me the most. They weren't the dark blood red I had grown used to, they were a vibrant blue. I tryedtoconjure ip my reaper form to see if it had chanfed
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Maybe you might want to know what justin looks like so here you go.
Name:Justin Love
Gender:Male
Apperence:Tall,skinny. Ear length brown hair and green eyes.
Incantation/Race:Incantation of love
Weapon:Heart shaped bow and arrows.( of course, but they aren't love arrows. They are very sharp and deadly)
History:One of gods generals. His parents disappeared when he was seven and god told him that it was one of satans reapers kidnapped them and turned them into lust and sloth, two of the seven deadly sins. He is searching for a way to change them back and to do that he thinks if he stole enough reaper powers. He doesnt know that if they are to long with out their powers they will die, again.
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I nearly screamed when I saw my reaper clothes. I looked like a death fairy. My cloak is now a soft pink with open sleves, trimmed with white. The gothic out fit under my cloak was the same except it wasn't torn up and it was white. The chocker was now black. When I formed my scythe it was the same except that it wasn't scary looking. It was now covered in pink, soft blue, and a light purple. I heard the front door open and quickly turned back to normal. I was still standing in my clothes from yesterday, in the bathroom, with the door open when the last person I expected stopped in the door way. Justin fucking Love stood there with a sly smile on his face. I reached out and slapped him. I don't know why, but I just felt like slapping him. This must have been my lucky day because I heard the front door open and close again and Uncle Sans voive,"Are you awake Angie?" I freaked out. I pulled Justin into the bathroom, locked the door, and turned the shower on. I put a finger to my lips to signal silence. Uncle knocked on the door, "Angie call me when you're done. I need to talk to you." I held my breath until I heard the door close behind him. I let my breath out and sat on the side of the tub. "What are you doing in my house?" I asked Justin. He laughed a little and answered, "I told you I wouldn't let your beauty go to waste, so I'm going to help you do your hair and makeup."
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I kicked Justin out of the bathroom and showered. I walked into my bedroom wrapped in just a towel to find Justin looking through my closet. "What in the hell are you doing?" I asked him. He looked at me and his eyes w idened a little bit. "Wow," he said,"This isn't going to be as hard as I thought." I looked down at my self,"Huh?" I asked. Justin laughed. He put an outfit on my bed and left. I got dressed, not really looking at the clothes until I looked in the full length mirror. I screamed. Justin ran in saying, "What? What's goin on?" I stared at myself in the mirror, "I look like a fucking fairy!", I screamed. Justin raised an eyebrow, "That's what you screamed about?" He asked. I couldn't believe it. He had chosen a pink tutu, a soft blue lace under shirt with a purple lace over shirt that I got from Lust (why did I keep it?!). I looked like a slut. Justin laughed. I slapped him.
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"You fucking man slut. I don't want guys thinking that just because I'm different I'm easy to get with." I screamed at him. Justin stood hos ground and said in a calm voice, "I'm not trying to make you look like something you're not. I made you look lile what you are now. Life." That shocked me. Life? I am not life. I'm Death. He's supposed to fear Lucifers neice not turn her into a slut. I sat on my bed and crossed my arms, "I am not, in this lofe time, going to that god forsaken school looking like a fairy." I said. Juston ignored what I said and sat behind me on the bed and started doing my hair. I don't know what he did because before I coild get a look he jumped in front, of me and started doing my makeup. When he was done and I looked in the mirror I was speachless. I was beautiful. "No one has ever made me look like tjis before. Not even Lust." I commented. Justin's face got dark when I mentioned Lust.
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