[Revised 11/14/2012]
Immortality, a wish upon many… only granted upon a few. To be a Shinigami is but a task only a selective few can receive, but, how? Are you born with this special ability, or is it cast down to you from another source? Well, obviously if both your parents were a God of Death, then the chances of you being one are rather high.
My name is Elizabeth, Elizabeth Mendora. I grew up in a normal family, or so I was told. Apparently, my "parents" were hiding something from me. Why, I'm not surprised, they were my adoptive parents and let me tell you this; they loathe me with an undying passion. Why? That my friend, I have yet to figure out.
It's currently the year 1247. A time when nothing, and I repeat nothing, happens.. I'm 19, and but a normal peasant.
Enough background information, onwards to the story….
"Elizabeth, Elizabeth darlingggg~" A voice rang, causing me to stop my work with an agitated look on my face. Turning around, I quickly put on a fake smile towards my mother. "Good morning, Mother." I stated clearly, as the lady came into view. Oddly enough, for an adoptive mother, she and I shared many features. That being, we both had high cheek bones, pale skin, and brown hair that looked almost identical.
She was only this nice to me when she needed something to be done, and much to my dismay, I was always the one she turned too. "I need you to carry this package to the Hyndman." She said, wasting no time to hand me a large package. The Hyndman were people my family are acquainted too, this was probably going to be a trade of some sort. "Make sure they trade you this-" I was right, it was a trade. She handed me a small paper, with coarse writing on it. "Thank you, I'll do it at once" I said.
'Wait… Don't the Hyndman live…?' My thoughts went to a standstill, as my mother slammed the door behind me. "They live nearly a days-length away." I mumbled, as I soon realized my mother had handed me a backpack as well. Looking inside, I noticed normal stuff needed for a trip. "Of course…." I mumbled, annoyed at this. She would expect me to travel at least a day away to make a trade. A task she obviously wouldn't dare assign anyone else as it would be utterly insulting.
Wasting no more time, I headed off through the small village, and out into the forest, while greeting those I knew well. "Be safe, Elizabeth!" A village guard said which caused me to give a small chuckle. "Aren't I always?" I replied quickly, before running off. The faster, the better.
Now, it wasn't long before this task was completed, in fact, I was already heading back home. It was nightfall now, but ignoring it I continued my path forward. Something about this night… held an ominous air to it. With a quick jerk of my head, I sensed presences. One was alarmingly… strong? I don't know, but I've always had this ability to sense people… their strengths, just their being. I quickly hid behind a tree, searching for the source of this power while attempting to hide my presence. Did I mention, I had a knack at that too? Maybe that's why I didn't care much for walking at night… Any who, I regained my thoughts and my eyes finally landed on two people. What frightened me the most was, one of them looked like no ordinary person.
He were a long black trench coat, glasses, black pants, dress shoes and... carried a scythe? The blade was long, and glimmering under the moonlight. 'Is that… Robin Hood?' I thought wide eyed, recognizing seeing him from flyers and what not. He was apparently an idol in my neighborhood. With a quick swing of his Scythe, These weird strips of light and images erupted from Robin Hood's body. I took a step back at this, causing a stick to snap behind me.
I cursed slightly, as I noticed looked back up, noticing he was gone, though, Robin laid there dead. I jolted around quickly, scared for my life. "W-Where did you go? Who are you?" I whispered to the air, my hands clenched in such a fist that they almost began to bleed.
With a chuckle, the figure reappeared from behind a tree, smirking at me. I took a step back, stumbling and losing my balance, causing me to fall roughly on the ground. "Now my dear, losing your footing isn't very graceful, now is it~?" The voice cooed, causing me to freeze.
"Who… Who are you?" I asked him, fear evident in my voice.
