Reapers. They are Deaths offspring, forever doing my bidding until the day a demon kills them. For some, being a reaper sounds like divine punishment for offing yourself before your time, but humans are naive, what would they know about divine punishment? People should be honored to be chosen to work as my lackey, to reap the souls of the creatures that the big daddy in the clouds made.
Of course, the current reapers are absolutely a mess, stupid, slow, and completely vulnerable to death by demons. Funny how I can learn that much just an hour after I broke out of my hibernation chambers. It also seems like this world has gone to absolute shit, not that it was any better the last time I was here, the government is corrupted, crime flourishes in the streets and so much more. Although I have to admit, more prudish than the last time I've seen.
"Hey pretty lady, need some company?" Purred a grimy older man,
"Thanks, but I have my demons to keep me company" I murmured with a mischievous glint in my eyes. This poor sod wouldn't budge one inch throughout the rest of this one sided conversation and it was really grating my nerves. I just got back from my hibernation and I'm already being harassed? Lovely.
"Listen chap, I couldn't care less about if you're lonely and want a bed fellow so if you could politely leave me alone." The aggravating male froze,
"I never said anything like that-"
"Having issues over there ma'am?" A second man said, strolling up to me, hands in pockets. I shook my head but the man dropped with a sickening crack before I could say anything. I was genuinely caught off guard so when I saw the smirk on my so called 'saviors' face, I froze, not knowing what the hell just happened.
What...Just happened?
"Uh, okay do you need something sir?" Confusion ran rampant in me when he drew out a weapon. Did he plan on using that on me? With a grin, he chucked the dagger at me, narrowly missing my ear. Feigning terror, I curled up into the wall, shaking with a pleading look in my icy eyes.
"Oh boo hoo girlie, come and have some fun." Oh great, he's just like the man he snapped the neck of. An aching feeling ran through my arm as he gripped me with impossible strength.
"Hey, not so tight," I growled, glaring up at the man above me. My body froze when fuchsia eyes stared back at me.
"Stay still, I'll make this hurt as much as possible," The Demon above me leaned down, roughly pushing his lips against mine. After a minute of this useless means of getting a nonexistent soul, I laughed, opening my eyes to stare into the demonic eyes.
"Joke's on you buddy," I purred, placing a hand on his chest. With narrowed eyes, the demon slammed my shoulder into the brick wall, forcing a hiss of discomfort from me.
"How do you resist me?" The demon snarled, fangs bared in a show of intimidation. I shrugged with a glint in my eye.
"Bugger off, I don't wish to waste my time on you," I muttered, looking bored. His face darkened and his hand wrapped around my neck. With a smirk, I watched as his eyes widened in agony and he dropped to the ground, blood seeping from his eyes. "Shame, I should've told you that I have a deathly touch,"
Walking over to the dead human, I keeled down beside him with my hands hovering above his body. Before I begun, I looked around,
"Huh, usually the reapers would be here by now, sleeping on the job?" I scoffed and hummed as my hands glowed with a white light. "Here we go," With a huff, I slammed my hands onto the corpse, forcing the light into the body. Seconds passed as I watched the body twitch and rise. My grin stretched ear to ear when I saw it look around in a confused daze. He jumped back as he saw me,
"Y-you!" My smile fell,
"Yes me," I deadpanned, eyes dull.
"What happened?" That lifted my spirits and a dark smirk grew on my face,
"A demon snapped your neck my good sir." I swear the man almost fainted when he heard that news.
"How am I alive then?" He said with a shaky voice on the verge of sobbing. My chuckle echoed in the empty ally.
"Isn't obvious? I revived you and now you are going to serve me for as long as I keep you alive," It was funny when he accepted his eternal servitude so fast, normally I get a complaint or two. Sometimes I even have to start over and put the faulty servant down.
"First thing, what's your name?" The man shifted on his feet,
"Jackson," He said, biting his lip. I grinned, my eyes glowing.
"Fantastic, where am I on this god forsaken earth?" Quickly, Jackson responded with London. Lovely, I'm sure my townhouse is still here, in shambles but here nonetheless. So I beckoned him to follow me out of the ally and down the street. Power vibrated in my fingertips, giving me a euphoric sensation.
Lets have some fun, shall we?
