Prologue

Grim Reaper Dispatch Association Files

Prologue

There I lie, lost, forgotten. I have been a Grim Reaper for as long as I can remember, now… a carriage wheel ran over my forehead which cut perfectly though my skull and brain to the other end of my head. Luckily, I'm still alive however, all reapers are immortal but not against their own or other reapers death scythes, of course I've never died from a death scythe. I don't have a name but my co-workers call me Sakura, which means cherry blossom in Japanese, I've been trying to find out more of my name and life on this planet called Earth, as we all know. This is London, England in 1882. A young woman in a man's Victorian black suit and red glasses with long blood red hair runs over to me in fear. "Saku-chyan!" "Ms. Grell, I don't feel so good, I feel like that carriage ran over my head." I looked all around. She picked my upper body up off the ground. "Hun, it did run over your head." The red head replied. "WHAT!" "Ms. Sakura please relax." A man also in a black suit, bold glasses, short, combed back, dark chocolate hair and holds a long double ended tree clipper pole which is one of the many death scythes walks over to us from the shadows. "You need to relax dear."

"Wait, what about the soul?" I panicked.
"We'll take care of it… I mean I will, Grell Sutcliff can't handle such a task." The chocolate haired man looked at his book which was underneath his arm.
"William?" Grell whined.
"In fact, my dear Sakura, with this head wound, you must retire from the GRDA." William pushed up his glasses.
"What?" I squeaked.
"Willy, no, not my baby." The red head held me tight.
"Sadly, Grell, it has been done." He slammed the book closed.

"What about Allie? Eric? Even though they are her teachers, they love her like a daughter, mostly Allie. Why take her away from them, Willy?"Grell began to cry. William turned away from us. "You promised you'd help me look for my father, Emmett. Did you lie to me?" I stared at him. He looked at me over his shoulder. "Reapers have no family." "I do, you promised, you lied to me William T. Spears!" He walked over and kneeled next to me with tears rolling down his face. He held me which made me question, he was never this close with anyone but Grell. "With things like this in the dispatch you'll never find anything about your father or your family… or your life for that matter, but you must stay away till we take care of Alan Humphries. Remember he has the Thorns of Death and you've grown too close to him. We all want you safe and sound from that broken heart that can't be fixed as you said when you've learned that Alan has the thorns." He held me tighter and tighter. "Sakura I will help you find your father and your past but wait till I come for you personally… and please forgive me for what I'm about to do next." He leaned back and kissed me, then released.

I looked up at his bright emerald eyes through the blue tears he shad and those bold glasses. I felt and heard a loud crack on the back of my neck. I stared deep into his eyes as everything turned hazy but those eyes, then I saw shapes and shadows and still saw those eyes. Finally, my world was drenched in darkness but those eyes were burnt into my mind as if that was all I can see was those beautiful emerald eyes.

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