Disclaimer: I don't own Cyborg 009. This story idea was inspired by GreenFantasy64's story "Night of Horror." GreenFantasy64 said it was okay (she is my sister). The only thing I own is this story plot and the five Deaths.

"It's not your time Mary."

A low voice whispered near her ear. Goosebumps formed at her arms and the hair in the back of her neck raise. Mary slowly opened her eyes, groaning as she got up. Looking around her she saw darkness shrouding her. It hit her of what had happened to her. I died…

"Mary, a lot of people are going to die because of your love for Joe." The same voice whispered, again sounding near her. She turned around rapidly to find no one.

"Who are you? Where are you?" The brown hair woman cried out.

A pause before the voice replied. "I am known as Pity. I am a piece of Death. Do not bother to look for me for you can't see me."

She whispered the voice's name. A piece of Death? "How many pieces are there?"

"There are five of us who keep the balance from the five masks for our Master: Pity, Happy, Anger, Sad, and Lonely."

Mary frowned at this. She thought that maybe she was just dreaming all of this and that she wasn't dead. Pity continued, "I pity the humans, Happy is happy to kill, Anger is anger at the world, Sad feels sorry for Anger, and Lonely wants more deaths from the world."

Just to amuse the voice and to see if the dream will end soon she replied, "And where do I come in?"

"Don't think that this is a dream, human Mary. Be glad that I chose you for like my name is I feel pity for you." The voice growled out. She could feel the rumbling of its voice in her skin.

Her eyes widen and she closed her mouth shut. "Now all you have to do is kill Joe—"

"Wh-What! No way! What if I don't want to?" The words blurted out of her mouth quickly.

"Indeed do I feel pity for you… if you don't kill him then the mask that he wears won't come off, and the mask will continue controlling him and kill more people. Kill him and I will give you a gift."

She opened her mouth to speak but suddenly a white light blinded her. There was a numbing feeling in her neck when she heard little kids screaming.

She opened her eyes.

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