It was a quiet night, as it always was, in the empty lands surrounding Aradia's hive, but this night felt weird as she walked home before sunrise. As if she was being watched. Suddenly she heard it; a quiet, strange-sounding voice. '"girl..."
Aradia looked around, trying to find the source, only to find a thin troll in a hood shrouding her face.
"Can I help y0u?" She asked, a strange feeling overcoming her. The woman looked up, her eyes quickly rapidly alternating between different colors. "you there, girl..."
It was Death herself. The actual Death. The Death who trolls would tell stories about around a fire. Aradia broke into a run in the opposite direction, taking any turn in an attempt to lose Death.
But every turn she made, Death was already there. 'quit all that scurrying around...' Aradia was terrified. She had heard the stories of things that happened to those unfortunate enough to run into the green-skulled creature. Finally she had made it to her hive. She quickly got in, slammed the door, and barricaded it. She let out a breath. Safe at-
A skeletal hand wrapped around her mouth and something cold rested against her lower back. '"how do you expect to run from me..." Unfortunately (or was it fortunate), Death didn't need a Handmaiden. A loud noise filled the room as a pain shot through her. "... when i am already here?"
The hand released from her mouth and she fell. Her vision went dark and her thoughts blurred.
AN: Alright, so I wrote this thing in about, I dunno five or ten minutes to make a point about how it'd be more horrifying if Calliope became homicidal than it is with Caliborn, so sorry if the characterization's bad. It's supposed to be good but Those statements were semi-biased so it might not be. I might make other stuff soon if people like it.
-AS