death the kid x oc
forgotten lore, death, and love
shadow pov:
I was two years old when I first met Lord Death and his son. I had visited my twin cousins at that time... That was 14 years ago. I had been banished from our clan because my unsettling ability scared them. I didn't blame them. It scared even me at times. The wind had blew, my perfectly symmetrical black and blue trimmed cloak covering my black dress and blue high heels, billowing my cloak as I walked. I had twin blue roses in my hand, charmed to forever keep their color. As I walked, two pink tears rolled down my cheeks. To most that may seem odd, but it's normal for my breed, a half vampire. My other half is a weapon, though I can be my own miester. My other half mixed with my weapon blood yielded some... interesting results. I'm not able to be killed, immortal, and most important, as long as I've touched any person on weapon, I gain their power. If I ran into a hatchet weapon, I could just shake their hand and I have the ability to turn into a hatchet, just like them. being my own miester, I need nobody to wield me in battle. My favored form is a dual ended scythe, one blade on the left, one on the right, and not only perfectly symmetrical, but perfectly balanced. My immortality kicked in a few months ago. Now I'm forever 16. I knew because human food started making me sick, my old hazel eyes turned the colors of lapis lazuli and I started craving blood.
I walked into the funeral parlor, laying a single rose on Patti's chest, then Liz's. I missed them both deeply, they were they only people who kept in touch with me through my banishment. I heard the footfall of two people enter the room, and in a frightened panic I swung around, my two delicate fangs sliding from their sheaths. The two people entered the room, and upon seeing Lord Death and Death the Kid, I relaxed slightly. They both immediately saw my fangs, and I got mixed reactions. Lord Death recognized me immediately and nodded, however, Death the Kid gave a different result. Not only did he look over my symmetry, he had the nerve to aim a crossbow with a wooden bolt at me!
"Woah there, I was asked to come here.I'm not going to hurt anyone, so you can put that down." I won't lie, despite my obvious trust in Lord Death, I was worried. That bolt won't kill me, but it'll hurt like hell. I knew I was here for a reason, Lord Death doesn't call upon me unless needed, I am an assassin after all, not to mention virtually untraceable.
"You shouldn't have the right to place anything on them. You aren't miester, nor weapon, and most certainly not human. Who are you, and why are you here?" I was surprised, I won't lie. He didn't know who I was? He seemed offended by my presence. I felt my aura darken, and my blue eyes flashed blood red.
"My name, is Shadow. I am their cousin, so I believe I have every right to say goodbye. Furthermore, I am a weapon, and my own miester. As to why I am here, Lord Death summoned me himself, so I politely bid you to hold your tongue." I looked at Lord Death and gave a small smile.
"With all due respect, I take my leave. You know how to find me. It was a rather long trip from the shadow realms."
Death the Kid pov:
I couldn't believe it. I watched her leave, and the only thing I saw was a beautiful, wounded, grieving, well-armed soul trapped in a beautiful body with perfect symmetry.
"Is something wrong son? You look in shock." I looked up at my father, a serious look set upon my face.
"Father, I might be in love." Father just chuckled and nodded. I sat there with my two weapon's bodies, and for the first time since their deaths, hope for the future.