Werewolves
Jane sighed as she ran through the forest, she knew she shouldn't have spent so long searching for her cloak, but it was Christmas morning, which meant there was another guardian out who would stop her from doing her duty. In the end she had been forced to leave it behind.
Fortunately, the darkness of the forest hid her well. So, if North did happen to look down chances are, they wouldn't have seen her.
"Come on" She hissed. She removed hairclip from her hair and lengthened without breaking her stride she slashed the air with her scythe and ran straight into the opening that appeared. Appearing just outside the house of the dying child.
She placed her hand on the door knob. The door unlocked and it silently opened before her, she walked inside and closed the door, locking the door before her. She hurried up the stairs into the nursery, where the family was standing around the bed of a child. The child was pale, propped up on so many pillows she coughed, and blood trickled out of her mouth. Jane sighed and stepped forward the Scythe transformed into a small blade. She approached unseen by the humans and took the girls hand and with the small blade she made a little incision of the girl's finger. She checked her watch and sighed as the seconds ticked by, when her death time approached the little girl's eyes closed, and her soul left her body.
The family broke down crying by the child's bedside.
Jane smiled and knelt by the young child.
"Hey" she said.
"Are you here to take me to heaven?" The little girl said.
Jane knelt by the little girl. "You are a very bright girl."
"Are you an angel?"
Jane smiled, this hadn't been the first child to make that assumption. "No, I'm sorry little one, but where your going, you'll see one all the time."
The girl smiled and she jumped up and down. "Yay!" She turned to her family and her face saddened.
"Can they come too."
Jane sighed. "Not yet, sweetling."
The girl looked down. "Momma said I was lucky because I got to go first, she said that I would see her again, but I was lucky because I got to go first."
"You are little one" Jane said. Her blade lengthened and transformed into a scythe. She slashed the air and white light flooded the room.
"I don't want to be alone." The child said.
"You won't be" Jane said. "Look"
The girl looked through the portal and her eyes widened, at the amount of people waiting for her. An older woman knelt her hands outstretched.
"Grandma?" She asked, she stepped through the portal into her grandmother's waiting arms.
Jane left the portal a moment longer, to watch the grandmother and child walk away before closing the portal again.
Jane looked again at the distraught family. She looked down. Please help them she prayed. She opened a new portal and stepped through. Leaving the family to grieve in private.
She didn't have any more reapings to do for another few hours, so she decided to just walk around she placed her scythe (now transformed back into a hair clip) back into her hair. She looked around the forest she had landed in and smiled.
She jumped onto the nearest tree branch and began to climb. When she was at a high enough branch she started to run, jumping from branch to branch laughing as the wind rushed through her hair. Her heart hammering every time she jumped.
"Having fun?"
Hearing someone talking to her, caused her to lose her balance and she fell out of the tree.
She hit the ground hard. "Ow" She said, her stomach was facing the ground.
"Are you ok?" She heard someone ask.
She slowly stood. "Yeah, yeah I'm fine" she said. She turned around to look for the voice. Her eyes widened. But the person who was speaking to her was also wide eyed.
"You-you"
Jane took a step back swallowing thickly. No, she had just gotten used to the idea she could never talk to him.
"You can see me?"
Jane shook her head and turned and ran.
"Hey!" Jack called. "Hey wait!"
She ran faster, pulling the scythe from her hair and sliced the air. She ran through the portal and before Jack could follow her, she closed the portal.
She stood frozen where the portal closed. Tears poured down her face. What had she just done?
She fell to her knees her arms wrapped tightly around her waist. She lowered her head and cried.
She heard the leaves rustle and in one move she was standing her scythe to full height right in front of her.
"Whose there" She shouted.
"My name is Shadowbent" Someone said. "And I mean you know harm, so long as you mean us no harm."
A wolf revealed himself. Only the wolf stood upright as a human. Fur covered every inch of his body.
Jane lowered her weapon. "I did not mean to intrude."
Shadowbent nodded. "I can see that" He said. "What happened?"
Jane looked to where the portal had closed. "I, I don't know if I should say."
Shadowbent nodded. "We all have our secrets, keep them if you wish."
Jane looked down and away. "I must go"
Shadowbent nodded his head. "Very well."
Jane stepped away then paused. "In America there is a young winter spirit, he is much more mischief than he is malice, and he is alone" Jane paused and stopped. She didn't know these people, why should they listen to her? How could she truly know if they were good people?
Yet as she looked at them, she could see that they were honest good people. If a little odd.
"And you wish for us too look out for him." Shadowbent said. Jane looked away and sighed.
"I know I have no right to ask."
"I sense there is much you can't reveal, but I can also sense how much you care for the young spirit." Shadowbent said. He nodded. "What is his name?"
"Jack Frost" Jane said.
Shadowbent smiled and placed a hand on her shoulder. "We shall, do what we can."
Jane nodded once. "Thank you so much." She said. "I must go."
Shadowbent nodded. Jane waved and raced off into the darkness. Once she was beyond their sight, she ripped open a portal and stepped through.
She looked up at the Reaper's residence and sighed. "Lost my cloak, met my brother, spoke to him, and should I ask for forgiveness on the fact that I spoke two werewolves?" She eyed the Gate and sighed. "Yeah, probably" She stepped into house.