Carved into my desk and painted with black paint was:
Welcome back Reaper.
You will soon Rest In Peace.
Upon my desk sat a black rose and a sign that I recognized well carved under the rose. That was the Undertaker's sign, it haunted my mind everyday. H knew I was back. How did he get in here? He's banished! He shouldn't be able to get back here, even with his powers! I always subconsciously put up a barrier around any room I visit often. It's to keep out all dark forces. Now that I think on it, I'm considered a dark force…
"Stay here." Was the echoed command from all of us. We turned to stare at one another, our bodies in a protective stance. The men wanted to protect me, while I wanted to protect me. They started to move towards my desk, but a death glare from me stopped them. I began to move forward slowly, watching for any signs that he was there.
"Careful Anna." Paul warned from behind me. I nodded towards him and that was all it took. A dark wind flew through the room, then became like a maelstrom and threw me through the air. I was prepared to land on my feet; instead I was caught by someone. I looked up to see Jeff holding me, protectively and gently. The sign was glowing black and an ominous laugh rang through the room. Another laugh echoed it in the hallway, just great. Kane's coming too. I broke free of Jeff, stepping forward against the wind.
"Resorting to threats now? Did you miss me that much?" I taunted him. My mind had left control to the Reaper; it had control now. The Reaper was like my other side, the other half of me. It has been there since I was little. The wind stopped and a voice spoke menacingly.
"Don't worry, you will see me soon." Another laugh, along with Kane's from the hallway. Are you incapable of answering two simple questions? Apparently so. Kane's laugh was close, as if he were just a few feet away from the door.
"Matt, close the door." I didn't want both the Brothers of Destruction in one room. I could feel Matt wondering why I wanted the door closed, but he did it. He was able to close the door just before Kane ran into it. Matt locked it and Jeff helped him hold the door. Paul came to stand beside me and placed a hand on my shoulder. I don't know if it was to steady me or keep me from doing something rash. I'm leaning towards the second one…
The ominous laugh faded away and the sign stopped glowing. He was gone for mow and Kane was silent outside the door.
"Are they gone?" Jeff asked, his back still against the door if Kane tried to get in. I searched for their souls; yes, they have souls, everything does. I couldn't feel either of their souls, only a soul going past my office. It wasn't Kane; that I was thankful for. I nodded to Matt and told him to unlock the door.
I walked the rest of the distance to my desk and picked up the black rose. It meant "death" or it told of a grave fate. I took it around to the other side and set it down while I dug through my things. I found a hair band and put my hair up into a bun. I broke off most of the stem of the rose and stuck the flower in my hair. It almost blended in with my hair; I had stuck it on one of my red streaks, so it stood out.
Black roses don't scare me. I don't care if they mean "death" or that he will "take my soul". I am The Reaper; I'm the one who takes souls around this company!
A/N: Thank you to all that told me that you liked my story! Those reviews gave me much happiness! It was a bad day and those reviews brightened my day considerably! A little short, but the next shall be much longer! Remember to review or I may stop writing…