Chapter 1: The Deathsinger Part 1
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(On the outskirts of town, 7:00 pm, Monday)
With the full moon illuminating the night sky tonight, every detail could be seen on a particularly grand-looking mansion, from the marble columns and the stone tigers to the monumental size of the building and the overall architecture. One would also be able to instantly see the numerous guards that were stationed around the whole structure, giving off the vibe that the residents of this building didn't joke around when it came to their security. With the combination of both one could easily mistake the inhabitants to either be of royal blood or a mafia boss.
Watching over this particular scene as it played out before her eyes was a young, short and petite little girl, who had girlishly short white hair, ruby red eyes, pale bony alabaster skin that seemed to glow under the moonlight, and a soft face that resembled a pre-teen. She was wearing an outfit that seemed to resemble a summer middle school uniform for girls. It consisted of a white button-down shirt with a black ribbon on the collar under a black button-down sweater vest with chibi skull crest on the upper left side, a white mini skirt, white knee-high socks, and black shoes.
On top of that she was also wearing a black sleeveless cloak that gave her a face an ominous shadow and a cute chibi skull ring one on each of her ring fingers.
All in all, anyone could've easily mistaken her for a harmless little 14 year old middle schooler...
...if it weren't for the fact that she was carrying a black scythe that was easily twice as tall as she was with a blade that was as long as she was tall.
She was watching the whole scene in front of her with an expressionless look on her face, as if the sheer impentrability of the fortress was nothing more than a mild inconvenience. There also appeared to be a calculating look on her face.
Dropping down from her perch on the tree, she started walking towards the mansion at a leisurely pace. Eventually, she reached the clearing where the mansion was situated. Almost instantaneously, the guards all pointed their guns at her.
After taking a few more leisurely steps, the girl stopped and eyed her surroundungs with the same emotionless face.
These men are targets.
She raised her scythe horizontally and parallel to her raised arm with the curved blade facing forward.
Therefore, their souls are forfeit.
Lunging forward faster than any human was expected to follow, she swung her scythe around in a wide arc, before lunging forward and repeating the motion in different directions. She continued the motion, until her movement became somewhat like a deadly spinning top.
Stopping her assault, the girl looked behind her at the now-severed torsos of the men she just killed.
Her expression didn't even falter.
Looking back at the huge mansion, she started making her way inside and through the gates and the mansion's courtyard.
Pulling out a smartphone as she continued making her towards the mansion, she started casually scrolling through the contents of the screen, before clicking on one particular item and pocketing the tiny black handheld device.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath as the silence was replaced by a requiem sounding in the cool night air.
When she opened her eyes, she found that more guards have surrounded her and all of which looked like they would rather not have to face her, judging by the fact that they were shaking like leaves.
Not that she could blame them, the combination of her appearance, the soft requiem, and the fact that she just killed a significant amount of guards in a short amount of time, did give her a sort of deathlike vibe.
In other words, when the guards looked at her their minds practically flashed them a big neon sign that read "DEATH".
Raising her scythe yet again, the girl's expression didn't even falter as the men clumsily started aiming their guns at her.
She danced towards them in time with the music. She was gracefully dancing out of the bullet's paths and ducking into their inside range, before slashing at her attacker's torso. Her opponents could do nothing more than a panic as they continued their directionless firing, while their numbers slowly dwindled.
Eventually, the courtyard had been littered with the bodies of the guards and their splattered blood. Looking around her as the soft melody of the requiem continued to play in the background, she addressed the lifeless corpses.
"You should've known that when you choose to oppose a shinigami that the safety of your souls would not be guaranteed" she spoke in a soft, emotionless, pre-adolescent and child-like tone.
Just as she said this, she saw movement from her peripheral vision. She turned towards the source of the movement coming from the gardens and saw a young girl with black hair and brown eyes wearing a victorian-styled dress running away from the mansion.
"She is one of the main targets" she observed in her usual monotone voice. "Her efforts are quite frankly futile though. Just as one cannot escape from death, one cannot escape from me"
Was the last thing she said, before she dashed towards the fleeing girl with a very impressive amount of speed. The girl looked back at her pursuer and panicked even more as she renewed her efforts of trying to run away from him. Her fearful expression only grew as the girl in the cloak easily kept up with her renewed pace.
This is all futile. Thought the girl as she continued to chase after her victim.
Finally having enough of this futile attempt to get away from her own death, the girl leaped up and above the girl, landing in front her next victim, while standing on top of a fountain.
It seems that they were currently at the center of the gardens' labyrinth of hedges.
Seeing that her exit route had been cut off, the girl stopped in her tracks and landed on her butt. The girl immediately started backing away in fear. The small girl was practically quivering in her victorian dress as the red-eyed girl stared her down.
"Just so you know, your family won't be coming to save you" the red-eyed girl said casually, albeit emotionlessly. The small girl looked at him with a question in her eyes.
"I poisoned them" the red-eyed girl deadpanned, which caused the small girl to try and get up and run, but because of her own panic she only ended up tripping over her own two feet.
"I really hope you don't plan on running again. You are only delaying the inevitable and quite frankly, you're not the only one whose soul I have to reap this evening" The red-eyed girl said emotionlessly. "So I suggest you cease your futile struggles."
She raised her scythe again, intent on finishing her job right here and now, when a voice resounded from the clearing.
"Hey, did someone summon a devil?"
The small girl seemed to be torn between relief and confusion at that declaration. She expected the devil to appear before her in a magic summoning circle and protect her, but given the circumstances she wouldn't be picky.
"Please save me, Mister Devil! This girl wants to kill me!" The small girl shouted and soon after that, the sound of bicycle wheels rapidly turning could be heard. Whoever that was must've seen the bodies and answered the girl's call without a second thought.
"I'm coming, just hang on!"
A few more seconds after that little call, a brunette boy with brown eyes wearing black pants, white shoes, a black school jacket and a red shirt under it. Also, he was on a bicycle.
What kind of devil responds to a summon via bicycle?!
Panting slightly, Issei got off from his bicycle and addressed the red-eyed girl in the cloak, who was probably the cutest little grim reaper girl he's ever seen. "Wait a second, you're the one who killed all those people?!" Asked Issei in disbelief.
The red-eyed girl nodded. "They were my targets, so their souls were forfeit"
Issei immediately took on a defensive stance in front of the small girl and his arm glowed green, before a red dragon-like gaunlet appeared on his left arm.
The boosted gear of the red dragon emperor.
Neither looking fazed nor surprised by this development, the red eyed girl took on a traditional stance with her scythe and started to stare down the devil boy.
"You're not a target, so there's no need to kill you." The red-eyed girl said monotonously.
"B-but you plan on killing this girl, right?" Asked Issei nervously, while taking on a typical fighting stance, albeit one that had left too many openings for attack.
"Yup." She deadpanned.
"Yup?!"
Issei almost wanted to fall over at the deadpan expression on the red-eyed girl's face as she confessed that she wanted to kill the small defenseless girl behind her, without even so much as flinching.
"This doesn't involve you, devil boy." Said the red-eyed girl. "No one can escape or defy death, your actions are only delaying the inevitable. It is not yet your time, but if you continue to get in my way, then I will be forced to kill you"
Despite the fact that she was clearly threatening to kill him, Issei couldn't help, but coo and giggle pervertedly at the sheer cuteness of the little girl in front of him.
He wasn't exactly into little girls and he wasn't a lolicon by nature, but he just couldn't help jimself.
He may have been into older girls or girls of the same age and the only girl he would pervertly look over that was younger than him was Koneko, but still, he couldn't deny that she was downright adorable...
...and he was loving the sight he was seeing. His expression grew especially excited when a breeze blew past her skirt, revealing the little girl's...
THWACK!
His perverted fantasies were forcefully interrupted, when the flat of the scythe's blade came crashing down on top of his head.
He fell down on the ground in a daze and at a lost.
For her part, the red-eyed girl felt a sudden and intense intuitive urge to thwack the devil boy upside the head with the flat of her scythe for some unknown reason.
She didn't understand why she did it, but she didn't exactly regret it. She had an inkling that she was in the right.
Making his way past the devil boy, the red-eyed girl started walking towards the terrified little girl, who started backing away in fright.
"Oh no, you don't" said Issei as he got up from the ground and raised his sacred gear.
"BOOST" said the voice inside his sacred gear.
He charged at him from behind, aiming dragon boosted punch at the red-eyed girl's unprotected back.
The red-eyed girl sighed.
Swiftly turning around she raised her scythe to meet the blow, deflecting the punch upwards and in the same motion she used Issei's momentum against him by lifting him up off the ground in a wide arc, before slamming him down on the ground.
Looking down on the devil boy's dazed expression, the red-eyed girl let out an exasperated sigh.
She had a feeling that he would just keep coming back up again regardless of how many times she knocked him down.
"No matter how powerful your sacred gear is, it will do you little good, if you are incapable of utilizing it to its full potential" lectured the red-eyed girl in a monotonous tone.
"Sh-shut up!" Said Issei with a determined expression as he proceeded to get up from the ground.
So he's the type who won't easily give up, huh? Thought the red-eyed girl monotonously.
"Ha, wonderful" muttered the red-eyed sarcastically.
"No matter what, I'll protect this innocent little girl!" Issei cried determinedly as he got up from the ground and raised his gaunlet.
"BOOST!"
Issei gave a loud battle cry as he charged towards her again.
"Innocent, huh?" The red-eyed girl mused monotonously as he danced away from the devil boy's punch. "Foolish, on top of being impulsive and reckless"
Issei continued his assault and every time the girl effortlessly dodged out of each and every one of the boy's punches, until the red-eyed girl finally jumped back and sighed as she landed.
"Very well, I've run out of patience" she said monotonously, before reaching into her cloak with the hand that wasn't holding her scythe. Issei watched curiously as she drew out what appeared to be a tarot card and showed it to him.
Death.
Seeing that Issei immediately jumped back from the girl in panic and anticipation. The red-eyed girl didn't even seem to be fazed.
"This is my sacred gear, Memento Mori" said the red-eyed girl, before the card started to crackle with black lightning, smoke started writhing around the card's edges in the shape of ghostly black skulls and it started glowing with an ominous transluscent purple light.
Before Issei could even make a move to stop whatever was about to happen, the red-eyed girl spoke...
"Asylum"
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To imagine the scythe simply google "Spirit Albarn Scythe form"