A New Reaper in Town
Chapter 1- Welcome to My World
Reaper Application
Name: Diana P. Waltz
Occupation: Reaper Trainee
Address: None
Age: 20 years old
Eye color: Reaper style
Hair color: Wavy, dark orange.
Skin color: Black
Gender: Female
Reasons for Applying: "I have all the skills of a professional Reaper and I want to prove that women can be just as good as Reapers as men. I have a strong will and won't the Cinematic Records overpower me in the end. I work good with others and can be very helpful and resourceful to other Reapers. I can skillfully use a scythe."
Grade Scores: Straight A's in every test except fight skills.
"So, I'm I hired?" I asked nervously as the Reaper looked over my application to work as a Reaper. But man, have I worked hard to make it up this far. The worst thing that he could possibly say is that they don't accept women. But to make good measures with this interview guy, I'm wearing a man's suit that actually fits good around my figure and curves. I was brought out of my thinking trance when the smartly dressed man cleared his throat.
"Well Ms. Waltz, this is a very rare thing when women apply so you'll have to take precautions when training on the field but I see no reason not to hire you. This corporation is running low on Reapers since some died trying to overcome struggling human souls. Welcome to the Reaper Association." He called in a monotone voice as he held out his hand for me to shake.
"Oh my goodness! Thank you so much for hiring me! I will not let you down, I swear!" I semi- yelled as I rapidly shook his hand. He detached his hand from mine and fixed his misplaced glasses. Then he stood up from his chair and brushed off his dirt-less pants as he held out his hand as an offer for me take it. Hey, I'm not the pretty girl that needs to have her hand held every time she walks somewhere with a man but this is an acceptation because I didn't want to be rude on the first day of work.
"My name is William T. Spears and I'll show you around the building." He said as he and I walked out of the dull room and into the bustling hallway of Reaper Association. He showed me every corner of the building which included the training room, the weapon room, the records room, and my favorite, the spectacles making department. When we finished, we were standing in the sickle room where each new recruit gets their first death scythe. Will told me that I'm the only recruit so there's no need for long lectures and I can start right to work.
"Oh Will! I've found you!" This crazy man that was dressed in a woman's red coat and long flaming red hair started to run towards Will with open arms. Will, without turning away from me, brought the tip of his scythe down on the red head's forehead.
"Grell, you are so very predictable." Will said as he retracted his weapon and this Grell dude rubbed his bleeding forehead. Then he noticed me standing beside Will with my new standard sickle in hand.
"Will! You've found another? How could you? No one will ever love you like I do!" Grell cried as he pointed his finger at my nose and I took a step back cautiously. "You will be on my 'To Die' list!" He pulled out a red chainsaw out of nowhere and turned it on. I was here for what, about twenty minutes and now I'm trying to get slaughtered for just being next to a man whom I'm not into. This place is crazy! So when he raised his chainsaw over his head and struck down, I raised up my sickle and blocked for what seemed like to be a minute before Grell's chainsaw sliced my sickle in half and I fell on my back because of the pressure. I needed to try and reason with this manic Reaper.
"Whoa buddy! I didn't do nothing to you! I'm n-not dating Will! You can have him, just stop!" I shouted over the roaring motor of the chainsaw. But I guess my reasoning didn't work because he just flashed his pointed teeth in a grin and whipped his weapon down at me again. I'm so glad I have a fast mind because I did a backwards roll out of the way and kicked the chainsaw out of Grell's hands. Good thing I'm wearing my steel toe boots or else I'd be crying.
"That's enough Grell. Meet your new student, Diana Waltz." Will said as he pushed up his glasses. Me and Grell just looked at each other with wide eyes and then turned back to Will. "No!" Me and Grell yelled at the same time as we pointed to each other.
"I'm not training that weak girl!" Grell yelled.
"Hey, I'm not weak! And I'm not staying with that bloody maniac!" I yelled my share as I looked at Will pleading eyes.
"Both of you will work together or else both of you will be out a job." Will calmly stated as he left me in the sickle room alone with Grell. Grell had an emotionless expression on as he stared at me from the distance. I decided I would be the one to mend our bad start off. So I stood up and walked up to Grell and held out my hand and he shook it.
"Hey, I know we got off on the wrong foot but I think we can mend this friendship and we can work together to not get you fired and to make me a better Reaper. Deal?"
"Hmm, I don't know, how does this benefit me other than not be out of a job?" Grell questioned with a sly grin on his face. Man, I'll have to work hard to get this guy to stay on my side.
"Um, I'll give in a good word to Will and he might actually go out to, um, dinner with you." I suggested as Grell jumped with glee and grabbed my hand in his and his chainsaw in the other and ran out the door. I was sprinting to keep up with Grell's fast running as he turned down a corner and into what seemed like Will's office again, without him in it.
So then Grell sat down and started to wheel around in the leather chair until my application caught his eye. He picked it up and looked it over as I placed my hands on my knees trying to catch my breath.
"Hmm, this isn't good. You have a long way to go Diana." He 'tsk'ed me as I perked my head up wondering what was so bad about me.
"What's so bad? Why do I have a long way to go?" I just had to ask because Grell just eyed me for a second and then leaped off the chair and came barreling towards me. When he was mere inches from me, he locked his elbow around my neck putting me in a holding position. "What the Devil is wrong with you?" I chocked out.
"I knew it, your fighting skills are little to none and you have slow reflexes. You need to improve if you want to learn how to become a real Reaper like me. Lucky for you, I'm just the guy you need!" He said as he let me go and struck a weird pose. I swear, the people I meet these days.
"Okay, okay, now when do we start training?" I asked, eager to start improving.
"Well, since you seem capable in the rest of the tests, I'll only have to train you in fighting. So we will start once we leave the headquarters." He explained. I don't know why we had to leave this place to fight but hey, he is the more experienced one. So I made sure I had a new sickle before we left and as soon we made our way back to Will's room, it was about twelve o'clock in the afternoon.
"Wait, if you said we were going outside, why are we in here?" I asked, obviously confused. He just grabbed my hand and then crashed through the window. I could hear myself screaming my head off as Grell just laughed and grinned that pointy grin of his. He wasn't complaining that I was holding his head in a death grip either so I held on for my life. Grell turned to look at me.
"Now we begin training."
