Death was such a major part of my life that I had always wondered what my death would be like.
Would it be quick? Would it be slow? Would I be all alone or would all my friends be there? I figured that it would most likely be painful but part of me thought I would be grateful. I would finally be able to rest and no one could wake me up from it.
There were, however, two things that I was certain on though.
One: I would never have a normal death. I wouldn't die in my sleep or be killed by some illness. That was for the people I protected. I was doomed to be killed by something that most people didn't know even existed or thought were just part of some myth or story. My life wasn't normal because I spent night after night killing things so others could live so why should my death be any different.
And two: I would die young. I wasn't going to live to old age or even mid life. I had had an expiry date placed on me the day that I was called. I had already been used up once but thanks to the intervention of my friends I was still here but the date hadn't gone. I had been living on borrowed time, just filing it up till my approaching end.
I had always wondered how I was going to die but nothing prepared me for this. Nothing.