(Quick Note: I couldn't find a character option for The Darkness but she- I call her a 'she'- is in it. Oh, and I rewrote the entire beginning, oops)
So, this story/prompt is for PrawnNetwork who had an idea and let me run with it. Hope you enjoy it!
Prologue
There was nothing around him as he came to. Nothing but complete utter darkness. He was alone but that was perfectly fine with him. He was Death and he didn't need anyone else. He spent his days waiting. Waiting for something that he had yet to find.
Then one day as he sat thinking about the strange rumbling in his stomach, a mysterious mist fanned over him. Death watched in awe as the fog took on a bodily form right in front of him. She was beautiful and she was the Darkness.
They became fast friends, the Darkness and Death. It was a natural attachment. Wherever she spread her destruction, he was sure to follow. They spent their days together trying to create something in this empty void. Something that they could eventually destroy, as was their nature. After a time, Death realized that he felt new emotion for the Darkness. An emotion with no name, for it had never been felt before. (Being one of only two beings in the universe made it entirely too complicated… they had to experience everything for themselves). He felt light, as though beams of yellow were shining out of his soul. He felt dizzy whenever he talked with her. He had the strangest urge to press his mouth onto hers. Death finally decided to name this horrid emotion love and ran off to find the Darkness and tell her this.
But before he could, a booming voice announced its presence to the void. This was God and Death was expected to serve him. Dutifully, Death watched as God created the Leviathans, the first mortal creatures in the newly created universe. After they became too strong, God sent Death down to reap them. Their souls ended up in Purgatory and what was left of them came in the form of a creature who was always hungry. This was Famine and he was Death's brother.
All was well and good in the universe and Death returned to the Darkness's side once more. They soon fell into their usual plotting schemes. This time, they wanted to release the Leviathans from Purgatory and watch them destroy everything that God had created because, as Death had said "we were completely content before he came!" a statement which the Darkness vehemently agreed with.
The murmurings of this outright defiance reached God's ears and he took his most trusted soldiers, the seven archangels, up in arms. With their combined power, they started a fight to stop the Darkness and Death from unleashing their ruin. But Death was scared of God's powerful wrath and ended up joining His side out of fear. As God and his archangels won, they locked the Darkness up in a cage, never to be freed again. Out of the carnage of this terrible battle came War. He was Death's third brother and Death hated him as he was the living, breathing representation of Death's fear and betrayal to his love.
With his love locked away, Death turned his attention to God's newest creations—humans. Death found that taking the souls of these mortals made his own feel restored. His brother Famine would eat the reaped souls and his brother War would create conflict, thus giving Death as many humans as he craved.
It was after the mortals grew smarter and stopped chasing the enchanting call of Death's scythe and the murderous intent of War's power that the youngest Horseman was finally sent to Earth. He was Pestilence and he spread filth and disease to every reach of the globe, bringing souls to his oldest brother once again.
Pestilence gained a reputation as being the reckless one, so Death, feeling as though he had a familial obligation, took the younger brother under his wing. Death cared for Pestilence in a way that he never did with Famine (who was perfectly fine by himself) or War (who Death still held a great deal of animosity towards). Pestilence, in turn, treated Death with a great deal of respect. It was a brotherly bond never yet seen before.
Death would do anything for his baby brother and Pestilence would do anything for Death.
