A Raven in the Hand

CHAPTER 8

Kayla couldn't help but feel a little intimidated by her company, the way he was looking at her seemed to feel a little uneasy. But then again, it wasn't everyday she had Death for company.

Mark just smiled at her, "Am I still making you nervous?"

"Oh no…" she faked, "I deal with this all the time."

"Dealing with the dead is one thing," He leaned over a bit, "but dealing with Death is another."

"And are you ever going to tell me the real season you both came here?"

"Vacation." He grinned.

"Hun?"

"Kane and I were tired of the reaping. Unlike our brethren, we had developed individual thought and functions. We yearned for a life outside the Reaping world, just to say. I myself had spent countless time watching over the humans as they struggled in their life, but yet their happiness was enticing. When the Callaway family had perished within the fire and I and Kane was there to reap their souls, we used the life force of the family to make ourselves new, a form of rebirth into this human world. They were to die, fate had sealed their fates that night, it was our way out."

He was alarmed by the look of horror on her pretty face, "You killed them?"

"Well…um…" He was not prepared for the unconditional bond of all their kinds, "but they were to die anyways. We simply used their deaths to our advantages."

He sighed in frustration, cause by the distress his answers were causing her, it seemed that she couldn't understand why he did what he did. Normal for their kind to think him a monster for using their life force to live, it wasn't like they had a need for it anymore.

"You must hate me…" He whispered, he didn't know why he felt bad for what he did, it never bothered him, until he saw the sadness in her eyes.

"Even thought that would really cause fright in a lot of people, I kind of get what you were trying to say. I mean, I'm not a reaper so I wouldn't know what was right or wrong for you."

His essences seem to lift, "At least you understand, I would like to think that.

"I think so." She seemed to have moved a little closer, she didn't look unsure or fidgety, "That would explain why I didn't recognize your power before, I feel death and since you are Death, your power confused me."

"You had never felt my kind before, that would confuse you." He couldn't help but smile at her, "And you? I see no ring on your finger…"

She looked at him a little puzzled, why would he be looking for a ring? "No, there is no man in my life, but I would like to talk about your wife, Sara?"

"Sara doesn't exist. Well, not anymore."

"Don't tell me you killed her off."

"No, she was dead before I raised her from the dead to act as my wife. I needed to prove to the WWE board members that I wasn't a nut job, as you would say, so I created a new persona and added a wife. No one knew the difference."

"Something like Voodoo?" she asked.

"No, Voodoo only allows another spirit to inhabit the body, but the body still decomposes. What I did was brought the body to life, and replaced the soul with one of my own, created from me to act like a woman. No one was the wiser."

"You must have some serious power." She grinned.

He liked the attention she was giving him, she really seemed interested to what he was saying as he talked.

"As mush as I enjoy this talk, and this time with you," Mark began, "but I do have to get ready for the show tonight."

"You're right, it is getting late and I want to see Dave before he goes on." She looked at her watch, "the guys are meeting with Long right now." She looked up at him, why aren't you going?"

"I don't have to, Long and I go way back."

Kayla raised herself from the couch and smiled again, it seemed that she did a lot of that when he's around, "What are you doing after the show?"

"I don't know, maybe crawl back into my coffin for the night?" He sniggered

"Everyone's a comedian. For real, what do reapers do when they're not wrestling?"

"What everyone else does, what ever they feel like doing."

"Well…I guess I'll see you around then, I'm still going keep my eye on you."

"Just me? I feel privileged." He grinned.

"I'm going to go now, I'll talk to you later?" She wanted to see him again, the information she could get from him was infinite, and she really didn't mind his company.

"Yeah, I'll talk to you later…" Was it in his voice?

She walked out the door, breathing a little fast. She could the anticipation of their next meeting. She walked along the halls, her steps a little lighter. Her thoughts wondered, could a Reaper have relationship? She laughed to herself, imagining carrier day at elementary school, and the Undertaker, standing in front of the class dressed in a hooded black robe with a scythe in one hand, telling the children about Reaping. She busted out laughing, no, that would never happen, but it sure would be funny.

She froze in her steps, someone was watching her. It wasn't Mark, nor his brother. Their power signatures were almost identical. This was a human, but bonded to the dark forces. She looked around, but saw nothing. She turned back to her traveled directing and began to walk again, the feeling had not left her. This someone was watching her intently, and she didn't like it.

Just as she was about to open the door to the blue room, a room used to house special guest of the night, she noticed at the bottom of the door, a small earth worm was wiggling about.

She stepped back and looked around again, where would this worm had come from? No one was in the blue room yet, Stone Cold Steve Austin was to make an appearance tonight but he wouldn't be in until later. She had noticed a red light coming from the room from under the door, she held her breath for a moment as she opened the door quickly and looked inside. There was nothing but the red light of the emergency door, because the door was left wide open.

She gave the room a good looking over, then feeling satisfied with her search, closed the door and flopped on the couch, pulling out her lap top to work. She began to go through the pictures of the day, pulling out the good ones of the star wrestlers and filing each one under their respected named files.

She felt something moving on her hair, she grabbed it with her hand and took a look at it, it was another earth worm.

"What the fuck?" She looked at the ceiling, it covered wall to wall in earthworms.

"OH…shit…" She said as she starred up at them, they were being held, suspended by that dark power she was still feeling.

"Is this supposed to intimidate me?" She called out, "This isn't scary, it's gross!"

The lights had turned off, the red light came on in the darkness. Kayla looked around for the source, there was none apparent. A bloodcurdling laugh was heard all around her, she called forth a spell, a fire ball appeared in her hand. She would never go down without a fight.

To be continued….