Chapter One: Faint Memory
Date July 14, 2023; Location: Unknown
Death had no favorite people to hang out other than Wade of course when he wasn't being a pig. Sometimes she either hate her job or liked it but those are rare moments. Today though, man, Death was annoyed and pissed off. Another battle in New York (why always there, she didn't know) and like always, she had to determine if it was their time or not. That and 'those poor souls' had to convince her that they're not ready yet.
Because you know, Death tries to be fair with them.
Hours went by and Death couldn't be anymore happier when she had to more souls lift. Both woman. One looked to be around her late fifties and the other looked to be in her early to late twenties. When Death approached them, both woman looked up so Death got a better look at their facial stretchers. The older woman looked to be a Filipino, raven black bob cut hair with a few grey hairs, medium tanned skin along with a few wrinkles around her dark brown eyes. Her clothes telling a bit of her story, her once red flower pattern blouse was torn, burnt, and covered in blood. Her pants once brown were now too torn, burnt and covered a bit in blood.
Death went up to the older woman watching as she slowly dwell back a bit in fear. "You," Death spoke in a cool calm manner while pointing her bone index finger at the older woman. "State your name and reasoning for wanting to live again, answer carefully."
The older woman blinked a few times before smiling. "My name is Lea Aquino," The women name Lea said. "Truthfully I believe I've lived my life already and knowing that my family, children and grandchildren are all right, then that is fine by me. If my time has come to move on from this world, then so be it."
These kind of answers sometimes brought Death a little hope that there was still kind people out there in the world of the living. "You positive about your answer Lea?" Death asked the older woman, who then smiled even more.
"I'm positive about my choice." Lea answered before turning to the young adult next to her. "Good luck."
Death then moved her skeleton finger in front of Lea's forehead before tapping her lightly. Soon Lea's whole body began to glow brightly before disappearing in a blink of an eye in front of Death. Finally, Death looked at the last female soul in front of her. "What is your name and state your reason for wanting to live again, like I said to the last soul, choose your answer carefully." Death told the young woman in front of her.
The young female adult looked to be around her early twenties but also looked to be a teen. Long waist length dark brown hair with silver streak on the right side, pale hazel eyes a scar going under her left eye, light pale skin making Death slightly confused of what race she could be. She wore nearly torn black military cargo pants that had dry dirt and blood. "My name is Rachel Parker," The woman name Rachel started then slightly tilted her head to the side a bit and gave a slight smile. "And to be very honest Ms. Death, I don't know if I should live or not considering my line of life that I went through."
If Death had skin, then one could have seen the slight confusion in her face at the human woman answer. After a few seconds sat down in front of Rachel. "I like to know why Ms. Parker." Death said calmly placing her scythe in between her and Rachel, who gave a confused look. "I am the fucking god of Death, people can wait."
The young female just looked at Death, tilting her head to the side a bit. "It's a long story." Rachel simply said before Death waved her hand to let the other known to just continued. "My life went straight to hell a month after my twin brother and I turned 6 years old. When I was taken to become a Black Widow." Rachel looked over to her left to see that they were right next to a playground before closing her eyes and her mind wander off.
