Disclaimer: I do not own DLM's plot nor any of its characters.
Summary: Mason receives his last soul, and George gets her first apprentice.
Author's Note: This is just an intro to the story, so it will be short.
It's another boring day. I couldn't concentrate on anything, and I didn't feel so hot, so I decided to call in sick for work. I sat on my couch and stared at the wall. It stared back. I almost caught myself growling at it for not blinking, so I wandered into the kitchen to find something else to do.
The phone rang. I walked to it and answered, "hello?" It was Rube. Big surprise. He had an assignment for me. Great. Someone else to kill. Way to make my day bright.
I sighed and hung up, walking to the restaurant where we always met. Roxy and Mason were there too. I instantly noticed that something was up… they didn't look too comfortable.
I sat down in the booth next to Rube, looking from Roxy to Mason. Rube handed me my post-it note, then handed Roxy and Mason theirs too. My initials were A.U. Weird initials if you ask me. Mason slid out of his booth and stood up. I took a glance at his post-it. I still don't know why. I'd never done it before. But I did.
I took a good look at it, and wanted to cry.