I walked down the narrow hallway that led to Wills office, there was a odd silence that kept my mouth shut. I put my hand on the knob and twisted it, I could hear voices so i just listened in.
"You have to let him go, he slacks off all the time and he never gets his work done!"
Said a unkown voice.
"I know but still"
I smiled when I heard my Willus Voice~
"But still what? Have you grown attached to the reaper!?"
I jumped a but at the sudden yelling.
"You dont have to yell"
"No listen, this man is nothing, he cant get his work done, hes useless, he does nothing but hit on you and then run to that demon!"
My mouth droped, they were talking about me.
"Yes but when he does get his work done-"
"Witch is never"
There was a silence, I clenched my phists and walked away and out of the dispatch, I hated whoever that was, I hated everyone that has insluted me, they dont know what im capable of! Then anger that I havent felt since I was at the acatemy came over me, I smirked with pleasure and kept digging thoughts into my head, I hated them... I hated all of them...william didnt even stick up for me! I ripped open the door to my house and slammed it shut, a few tears escaped my eyes and I ocked the door. I went to the bathroom...no one knew I did this, I usualy did it because i never see enough blood in a day, but sometimes its because of how much i love the pain and how it hurts, but today...I was flat out pissed off and emotional, I grabbed my blade and slid it across my wrist, I watched the blood drip down my arm, then I did another, and another, just uuntill my arm was full of blood and scars, a evil grin spread across my face, I laughed a bit and put the blade down, I hid the arm and left my house, Oh what fun this was going to be!
I skipped off towards the dispatch again, scythe in hand, I walked in with the same smirk I had at home, It begain...
...Blood...
...Beautiful Blood,...
...It Shimmers With Glee and Gives The Taste of Life...
One by one I sliced and killed, a few ran and a few watched in horror.
By the end of the day, everyone was gone, well not everyone, I was soaked in wet red blood, I still had that classic smirk on my face, I heard footsetps, I looked up to see no-one, I stared at my arms, they were worthy of more cuts and blood to prize them, I was doing my job wasnt I? To be killed, thats my list, theres no sutch thing as the To Die List, they just die right then and there, I dug into my pocket and with a frown I realized I left my blade at home, but to my right, broken shaddered glass. I quickly grabbed a glass shard and begain to slice my arms, there was no greater pain than this, at least untill some strong hand took the glass away and but me to sleep...whoever the fuck this is, is going to die.