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Summary- A brief look into the mind of a Reaper, sometime after the Way of the Cat. Oneshot.
The Way of the Reaper
The city lay silent, except for the cries of those unlucky enough to be caught by a Reaper. The streets lay undisturbed, save for blowing pieces of refuse and the occasional black cloak. Yellow eyes darted back and forth, searching for the vital auras of those unlucky enough to be prime prey.
No life. No life. No life. No life. Glow! Glowglowglowglowglow! Foooooooood.
Reaper 348934 flew forward, homing in on the delicious scent of the vital aura just beyond that open doorway. It flew to land on a woman, a woman who stared at it fearlessly. The woman smiled ferally, her eyes on something behind it, and…
More food! Food food food food—no! Danger! Dangerdangerdangerdangerdanger! Valentine! Valentinedangervalentinedangervalentinedanger!
The Reaper flew to attack the Cat, ignoring the woman behind it. Therefore, it was rather surprised when it felt sudden pain, only to fall in a heap, dead, at Valentine and Duvalier's feet.
"Next time, you be the bait, Valentine."
Miles away, a Kurian's eyes shot open at his Reaper's death. Valentine.