Death's Diary

by Fierce.Of.Mind

Through my long existence, after the appearance of the souls, I have collected many and returned them to our realm. While they were mortal some came to fear me, others welcomed me. I took killed and killer, young and old, wise and foolish. Many people passed at my hands. I am Death.

11. Chapter 11

Entry 11

Here Fate turned to me, and I understood what was asked. They wanted me to not collect the Soul of the innocent, to let it stay in the mortal realm until the leader could come again. Here I argued. For while the Souls continued to live on strong- their vessels burned out. The tide of time wearing them to dust. It would be cruel to leave a Soul to such a fate- trapped in the mortal plane without a vessel and without its other half.

Magic spoke next, she told us she had gifted the innocent with more Power than any of the Blessed before, he would be the greatest of them all. Her Gift flowing through him would stay the time of the mortal realm and leave no mark on his vessel. She further explained that she would give the innocent the most important gift of all, Hope. She would leave a message for her Blessed, a prophecy as it would be known, and in it would the innocent know that it would see its other half again.

After this I agreed, for I had seen the power of Hope in the souls- almost as great as their Potential. So the First Pair was born, and in time I took the leader, but left the innocent just as Fate and Magic had planned, and after the Leader had recuperated we placed him When we he was needed, but none of us could have foreseen the travesty to come.

A.N.~ I hope someone can guess who they are- actually you might hate me for what I do to them, but its important that it happens, you guys just don't get to know what 'it' is yet. (I hate myself a little for what I'm gonna do to them, but the show must go on...or fanfiction... or what ever)