Pain
I can feel the screams of the dead men who once stood proudly where I stand today. I can feel every emotion those final moments gave them. I hear the thoughts, coursing through their heads all the way to oblivion. Each question, cry, scream and last desire run forever in the thin fabric of eternity.
Suffering
I can hear each surge of agony wisp through the body of these mortals. I can see how deep each cut runs, some to their hearts, few to the furthest reaches of their souls, severing all ties to whatever strength and will they once held so tightly too. I watch each morale and goal in life any creature had be swept away, making room for the true agony dying brings.
Hatred
I can see the hatred held in the hearts of men, coursing through their veins like blood. Hatred runs in every soul, even those of the angels that rest at the feet of the almighty himself. Each bitter thought or feeling merely adding to the ugly emotion. Even the eyes of the dead are filled with the unhideable and toxic emotion. No matter how hard you try to hide from it or push it away, no one can escape it.
Yet, I can't help but wonder why so many people endure these ugly emotions. I really can't see why anyone can handle it, or anything like these feelings! They're all so dark...so repulsing...so...
Red.
"Oh, come now, are you growing soft on me Red?" My red-clad reaper asked, breaking my course of thought. I cringed at the pet name, once again being reminded of how that hue of Satan had taken over my existence. Thankfully, my action had went unnoticed by the reaper, who loved red as much as I loathed it.
"No Grell. Even if I were, I'm far too involved to back out now." He nodded slowly, and turned toward the trembling victim that lay at his feet. He shot her one of his sharp-toothed smiles,
"Oh dear, look how pretty you are!" He kicked her in the ribs twice, causing her to spit a puddle of blood. Grell smiled gleefully as he removed a small paint brush from his vest. "Let's make her look even better Red!"
I sighed slightly and turned away, unable to watch him paint her in that horrid color.
"Yes...let's..."
A/N: Okay so I first came up with this last night while re-writing the second chapter for another story.I hope you enjoyed it! I do plan on continuing! Follow/Fave/Review!