So we're clear on this: "Come now… the Grim Reaper's calling you…." Is from Ash – one of my best online friends. ;D
"What happens when you find them, Chase?"
"I'll kill them."
Odette looked at Chase blankly. Had he said what she thought he said?
"Erm… Chase? Doesn't that seem a little… harsh?" Odette asked, frowning slightly.
"What? A double crosser? You think it's honestly right to let a back-stabber get off scot free..!" Chase hissed, grabbing her by the shoulders and shaking her slightly. Odette blinked, then looked at the ground.
"No, Chase. I don't think it's right…." She said quietly as he let her go. Odette sat on Chases jacket, still looking at the floor.
"I'm glad we're at an agreement, then." Chase murmured, turning his back to her. Odette looked at Chases' back, a blood-lust look in her eye.
Silently, she stood up, pulling a dagger out of the inside of her jacket. She advanced on him swiftly, the dagger at the ready.
"Odette, I want to know.. If.." Chase's voice trailed off as he turned around, just in time to see Odette, dagger poised to strike him down. "Odette! What are you doing!" He gasped, and she smiled wickedly. Her eyes held no remorse, no apology; just joy in the pain of others…
"Come now… The Grim Reaper's calling…." Odette said, shrugging nonchalantly, raising the dagger back up to his eyelevel.
"T…Tell him I'm not in right now…." Chase stammered, backing into the wall behind him.
With a smirk that infused all of Chases fears into one, Odette struck down on Chase's chest, blood splattering on the walls, on the furniture, and on even Odette's clothes.
Chase gurgles something indecipherable, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. Odette pushed a strand of blood-streaked blonde hair behind her ear as she crouched down infront of Chase.
"Chase, love. You were too meddlesome..." She said with a smirk as Chase coughed up blood. With a defying smirk, Odette kissed him, the scent of blood slowly filling the house. She drew away, smirked deviously at him one last time, and then stood up.
"And now I'll make it seem that you killed yourself…." Odette snickered, lodging the dagger in his heart, and then she took care to break her own arm. She was immune to the pain and the hurt of herself and others.
"Tr..tor!" Chase said, coughing up more blood. Odette smiled spitefully at him, kicking the dagger further into his chest. Chase's eyes rolled once more to the back of his head and he went into convulsions.
Odette coughed, making herself cry as she forced her eyes to appear bloodshot. She started wailing, running out of her house and to the main street where several people stared at her.
"Come quickly!" She sobbed, pulling on the coats of strangers. "It's my friend! He… He killed himself!"