Mandy Drabbles
Who Tricked Who?
I knew that it would come, despite my penchant for escaping it. Nobody ever cheated Death forever, despite having once tricked him into being "best friends forever". Bounty hunters, and some politicians, had a notoriously short life expectancy. For thirteen years, I had escaped Death despite teasing him, almost flirting with him at every turn.
Well, he did it first.
I was almost sure he felt something towards me. After all, why else would you preserve the life of a kid you hated? Why would you refuse to collect on a perfectly legitimate debt? This was the one time I didn't come away cursing emotions. t had saved my neck more than once in the situation with Grim.
Not like I cared for him, though. He had been a puppet... At first. Just another slave I had won over. A powerful slave, yes, but a slave nonetheless. And, as a ten year old, I was confident that if I could trick Death into my power, I could trick anyone.
That started to change after I hit thirteen.
Thirteen. Everyone says it's an evil number. Unlucky. I'm starting to believe it, because that was when I first felt the flutters of something I hadn't allowed into the desert I called a chest. And something happened that rattled me beyond belief.
Bonehead had started to look better in my eyes. I wanted to... I wanted him to get his bony butt back into shape. I was curious... Curious about what he'd looked like in his prime. Before he fell as low as to collect a hamster's soul and end up tricked by me. So, I engineered an incident with Billy, who was a willing pawn as usual. Starting an argument with Grim over who had the harder life.
And it went from there. Operation Freedom was a success.
Afterwards, I fulfilled my plans without him. I rose to power, and no one stopped me. So why do I still feel hollow? Why do I, somehow, think that this victory is far too hollow?
Maybe I am cursed.
My first stab at MandyXGrimm, my favorite pairing out of the canon characters. Will add more when I have more sleep.
