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The days passed by flying and I barely even noticed. Death said that I spent almost a month without my leg in order for the wound to heal completely and it seemed it had been only a couple of weeks. Maybe it was because my brothers were there with me and they spoiled me so much that I lost track of the time. I missed cuddling and having someone to spoil me and give me some love.

The day they left was when Ulthane came back with my new replacement and when I resumed my training with War. It had to start all over again, once the cut was a little bit up, therefore the replacement was bigger, but yeah, I'm a born learner and it was a piece of cake for me, I dare to say War was even impressed. My brothers got to stay a while longer just to watch me training and is needless to say that their jaws were on the floor.

After some days of training, they decided it was ok for me to train when I had time to spare – which was basically always – , so, alone and with plenty of time to train, I would improve faster than just waiting for them to come. Death and War set up a way for me to train that basically had several medium length logs, Just enough to fit one foot in each one, stuck ok the floor with a considerable distance between them, for me to train balance with the sword and the leg.

They probably knew that it would happen, but I was pretty surprised to see how fast I developed my skills, even though I had an idea that something like that would happen, not only with the leg and the sword, but also with the healing magic. Death said that soon enough I could be casting some basic spells, and I couldn't get more excited for that day to come, but for now, Death said that I had to practice what I've learnt and so he was there basic every day.

Healing training was over for me, once Death said I had only to practice everything I learned, and so proper magic training started, as well as proper blade training. With War was way different than with Death. War was taller, bigger and, even though he was fast as hell, I had this window of opportunity to analyse his moves and learn with it, but Death was basically two times faster than him if not more! It was impossible to track his moves, and he slowed down a bit when I said I couldn't keep up with him like that.

"Fine, we can increase speed gradually"

"Well, thank you very much!" I said, suffering to breathe properly once he tired me down. "Damn, you're fast"

"Want to take a break?" he sheathed his scythe.

"I think I do" and I collapsed on the floor, laughing "Do you really think I can reach you on your 'level' one day? Or reach any of you?"

"Reach us? If you can unleash all your potential, maybe your heritage could help." He chuckled "But you can get close. You're a quick learner and your abilities evolved really fast compared to when we started. Keep focused and training, you will get there"

"I moaned in pain "God! It seems I've been beaten up" I laughed "everything hurts."

"Better getting beaten here than in an actual fight" he offered me his hand to stand up "Let's do it again"

Even slowing down, he was still faster than I could track and his scythes ended up opening some cuts on me. Basically arms and legs, and somehow I knew he was doing that on purpose. It's completely obvious that he could control his strikes whenever he wanted when it came to strength used, he just didn't want. But he explained that to me when the training was over.

"Even when you are slower than your enemy, you have some ways to avoid damage and injuries." He said, healing those minor cuts in my legs while I healed those in my arms "Concentrate on evading and keeping up your guard. You already learned that, but didn't use it at any moment today, these cuts were on purpose to show you that."

"I knew it!"

"Pay attention" he scolded me and I looked down, just like I did with my brothers when I was younger "You don't get second chances fighting someone faster than you. Sometimes you have barely one. One mistake, and your head drops to the floor"

"Sorry... I... I'll keep that in mind"

He chuckled "don't apologise, little one. You're learning, it is normal to make mistakes. You train to avoid repeating them"

"Next time I'll be better" I assured him.

"I hope so" he said, getting up "Practice again alone once you've gotten some rest" and he left.

The next days, he saw flawless evade and guard all the time we were parrying and even congratulated me for that, saying that he would teach me some more things for the next days of that week and, once I had all of them mastered, he would start to move faster. I needed to train my eyes, he said, and so he added one more type of training summoning a flock of crows and basically I had to avoid being bitten by them. You may laugh with the thought, but it was fucking hard to avoid those birds. They weren't called murdering crows for nothing!

But that was only when he was there, so the birds wouldn't rebel and attack me seriously. Something that happened once or twice each week, I might say.

And saying about weeks, those were passing as a flash.

The time was passing by too fast for me to like it. Even though I could quickly see all my improvements, it seemed I wasn't even living what I had to live. Suddenly, I was there for almost two years and it blew my mind when Death told me. I felt I wasn't living enough. Maybe because I was alone in there most of the time? I don't know. "Remember what I told you" Death said when saw me a little blue "You will now live longer than any human. It will pass you by flying, but it will be nothing"

"I... didn't want it to pass so quickly... But, it's not like I'm doing anything else than staying here, right?" I sighed.

But having Death there with my every day made me think and daydream almost all the time. In the beginning, that something I felt towards him started to bury deep inside and I forgot about it. Maybe I, myself, buried it, unconsciously, because I knew it was something impossible to happen. At least, that was what I thought and that's how it seemed to be. His presence there, the way he cared for me, the way he was always nice and gentle when talking to me, even when I messed up with the lessons or was sleeping when he arrived. The guy had the patience.

And, damn, two years. That's a hell of a long time to spend with someone and, stupid as I am, I let those feeling grow inside me once more. I couldn't help. Besides my brothers, he was the only one to make me company, and even though I wanted to suppress those feelings, I couldn't, and still, I let it go for a longer period. I tried to forget that, or... not feel like that. I was probably precipitated, though, a little bit lonely, needy, and just wanted to have someone to make me fell less lonely. Probably weeks passed as I kept that just to myself, inside and not end up spilling everything out and end up ruining everything I had up until now.

But of course one day I would screw everything up.

One of my healing training was to purposefully cut myself and try to heal the wound. We started with small and minor wounds first, to make sure I could control and properly cast anything to heal me. But that day, I was weaker than I thought I would be, sleepy, and with that bothering pain in my chest. As soon as I started to cast the spell, my vision blackened I almost fell to the floor if had he not been there, asking me what was wrong.

"I don't know..." I tried to say, my eyes wanting to stay closed, the clarity hurting my eyes, and no strength at all "I feel as if my strength was drained from me when I started the spell..."

"I should've realised you were unwell to train today" he picked me up in his arms and walked straight to his room "Pain in your chest?"

"Yes..." I leaned back when he put me on the bed inhaling deeply, as breathing was getting difficult. Death didn't let me heal myself, he did everything, from the simple cut in my hand to my pain in the chest. "The pain... Its... different"

"Different? How?"

"I don't know. Before I felt something was pressing me down, as if tons were weighing over me." Another deep breath as he cast his magic over me to stop the pain "Now it seems its coming from inside and wants to get out" as he finished his 'magic touch', the pain faded away, and I could relax.

"You should rest for the day." He covered me "Maybe something to eat will help you get better faster" He said as he walked away.

He took some minutes to come back and when he did, Jesus, he came back with almost a feast. "That's how much you guys need to eat to recover?" He was pretty neutral to my shocked look.

"Basically." He put it over the table beside the bed.

"Death..." I laughed "I'm human, not Nephilim. I can't eat even a third of this and I don't need all of it"

He shrugged "Save it for later, then, but you'll see when start eating." He sat in the armchair "Your demon half is not so dormant anymore, so when you really need to eat, that half is hungry aa well"

And he was damn right. Once I started eating, I just couldn't stop and that scared me. I wasn't even that hungry and I looking like a wild dog that had been chained for weeks with no food. He just laughed when saw my look when I realised I had eaten everything and just handled me a glass of water to finish it. "Jesus! I can't even believe it"

"I told you" he stood up "meet me outside in one hour. Let's train again"

That was one of the best days of training I had. With full stomach and energies restored, I had the best of myself on doing everything I had learned before. Death even said it was better than the day before and that I should listen when he says something. That part he said laughing.

"Is it normal? That I am changing like this?" I asked once when the subject came up. "Or is it bad...?"

"Can be considered as normal. This routine of training is not something humans are used to, so while you are improving that, you are also taking advantage of your other side. It has always been part of you, wouldn't change now. It's not bad. You're still human"

"I see..." I remained in my usual spot, with my feet inside the river that always had a way to calm my racing thoughts. But I couldn't let it pass, not that day, not anymore. And so I inhaled deeply and got the guts to say. "Death..." I called his attention. "Do you... consider us as friends?"

"Well... word isn't one I use frequently" he gave it a thought "But yes." He looked at me "Why?"

"Well... Its because there's something I've been wanting to tell you for a while now..."

"If you consider me a friend, there's no reason to be afraid of telling me anything you want to"

"Not this..." I sighed. My hands were sweating. I hated how I looked like an embarrassed teenager that don't Know how to Express feelings "And I really suck at this..."

"Well. Just say it." He looked at me.

"Alright..." I took a deep breath "Death... I.. I've been here for almost two years now, and even though time passed by really quick, every time I've been with you it seemed it was just normal, as always. You probably think I'm a fool for this, that I'm just a lonely girl trying to hold onto the first thing I see, and i think that too... But the thing is that... Only two people in the world were able to make me feel good and not lonely, and those are my brothers, but... You ended up in that short list as well... I... feel good near you, I enjoy being with you, since the beginning of everything... You care for me, has lots of patience with me and every day I... just don't want you to go... I don't know when I started to feel this, I just know I do and I couldn't keep this inside anymore..."

I felt my chest was about to explode and I said everything while looking at my own reflection on the water because I was too embarrassed, even afraid, to look at him and don't see what I was expecting. The silence fell for a long and torturing moment and each minute that passed made me regret my choice of telling him because it just seemed he wouldn't answer what I wanted to hear.

My heart crushed into tiny little pieces, though, when I just saw him walking away after awhile. No words. Silent. It somehow took me away from my own 'fantasy world' that I had in my head where he would positively answer what l said and we would live happily ever after.

How could I ever think he would have anything like that to tell me? Stupid girl. He is a Horseman and the only reason he was there is because he embraced me as his apprentice. And I had just put that at risk.

My chest was literally about to explode and I didn't know if it was for my newly acquired pain or the old pain I felt in my chest that came back stronger than it had never been before. The only thing I know for sure is that I stood up after a while, thinking that good night of rest would do me good, but I had time just to reach the house and blacked out in the floor seconds later.