By; CherryPoPzzz
Prologue
Thundering could be heard from the sky while the pouring rain beat down on the bloody fields. Fields that used to be lush with green grass and beautiful healthy trees with birdsong echoing around was now a barren wasteland. The ground was permanently coloured red with blood, a sick rusty red covering the lands like a big scar. Corpses were lying scattered on the ground. Some of them had the telltale wings of an angel, the white wings red with blood.
A battlefield.
The opposing sides were still going at it. Weapons were handled with extreme skill, because after all only the best were permitted to fight in this battle.
A battle of Heaven and Hell.
Demons and Reapers against the guardians of heaven: Angels.
It would seem immoral for reapers. The ones who were supposed to be neutral, reaping souls to help them go to a better place. Until they were once again, reborn. To associate with demons who eat souls to survive.
But then again Angels were supposed to be sentinels of god blessed with wings to uphold the laws of heaven. But these Angels were nothing of the like. They tried to take over earth, playing with the frail minds of the humans. They were despicable. Seeing it as some sort of game getting the humans to kill each other to then kill them of and calling it judgement.
Suddenly a shout echoed over the fields.
"!"
A female reaper was facing off against four Angels. The reaper was skilled, but this was a little too much. The woman was brandishing two decently large black scythes. One would think that she would be dead by now, with her lithe build you could believe she would be knocked down by a little wind. But this woman was more than she seemed, she was a legend.
It was her lover that had shouted, but she was too preoccupied with her attackers to take notice. She was whirling around on her toes, so graceful it almost looked like she was dancing.
But there was no time to admire the female, not when she was about to be stabbed through the stomach with a spear.
A fifth angel had joined into the fight when the reaper killed one of the others.
But the lover was quick as lightning throwing himself in front of the spear just in time. the woman standing beside her lover, seeing the life drain from his eyes. Her mate was gone, forever and ever. You see reapers were never reborn. The woman was stricken with grief, going into a rage induced state after seeing her love die.
She slaughtered the angels in one sweep.
They had no chance.
The battle didn´t last long after that, the angels were diminishing in numbers and the female reaper was killing with no mercy. She bestowed upon them what you can call hell.
The angels were slowly retreating up into the sky, away from the fearsome reaper woman.
When all the angels had fled the field the woman ran for her lovers side. Checking his pulse. It was weak, barely there. the she reaper was crying. Something she rarely indulged herself with since she usually never had a reason to cry. The tears were streaming down her cheeks, making big trails on her grime stained face. The surroundings were quiet, as if everyone were afraid to move. Which was actually true. Everyone knew that the usually strong commander needed time to mourn her beloved in peace. One by one the reapers and demons disappeared from the scene.
"hey.. don´t.. cry...for me... be happy... love."
Came a strained voice from the ground. Before the man was coughing violently.
"We will... see each... other..again...someday.."
"Promise.. me... to be... happy!"
"I promise, oh god I promise! just don´t leave me!" Came the woman's voice. She had bent over to grab his face, looking into the eyes that was losing their lively shine too fast for her liking.
"It´s too... late for..that, love."
"I...love you..."
And with those last words the man took his last breath and died smiling.
"I love you too!"
"!"
The woman let out a shriek filled with anguish and despair to the heavens. In hopes that the disgusting angels could hear her. To know what they had done, be punished.
A demon witnessed the entire scene, having been the last left on the battlefield except the woman. He casually strolled up to the woman and fell on his knees beside her. Then he promptly took her in his arms, crushing her to his chest. Trying to offer the only comfort he could. The woman clutched the demons shirt with her small hands and buried her face in the crook of his neck. They had bonded while the war was in full swing and considered each other friends.
The demon then took her away, away from the blood, the corpse, the destruction.
She then retired from her position as commander of the shinigami battle division.
A huge marble statue was made in her honour. For the coming generations of reapers to gaze upon in awe. she was after all the reason they won the war, but at the highest price one would think of.
since then her story was told everywhere, in hell were the demons was in quiet awe and respect of someone with that much power, in heaven were the angels were taught to be wary of the legendary reaper woman and in the shinigami realm were the woman was considered a goddess, a goddess of war.
The woman then went off the radar and was considered dead after a couple of years. only the higher officers was aware of that the legendary reaper woman was very much alive. she was travelling the world in the company of some demons. the woman made trips to the shinigami realm to keep herself updated on the happenings of her once home.
Shinigami: Death god, or another word for reaper
So..? how was it? It´s my first try on a fan fiction. And this chapter is just a little back-story. I would love it if you comment on my story. no flames though, an opinion though is always welcome.
Till next time
CherryPoPzzz