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My Dear Reaper
Story: squiggly/ Sienna Contiello (A zombie girls reanimation)
"Normal Talk"
"Inner Talk" or for Squigly her form of speech.
(Some other entity talking)
SilentXD7: First of all, Thank you for always commenting, I am glad that you liked the last chapter and yeah, when the time comes and I at least have a good chunk of the cast down, Filia Medici will get her own story where we will see what she and her friends are up to after the events of her story… Expect shenanigans because of it. (But for now, its squigly turn to have a turn with the Reaper)
Gabecom221: Thanks for the support, but I have got to say I am surprised you picked Annie. It's not a bad choice, just a surprising one since Valentine and Carol are there.
Wynnt'r: Thanks for the review and that another point for everyone favorite doctor.
Guest: Thanks for reading.
While I preferred that you all would have an account, I will take anonymous votes into consideration.
Annie 2
Filia 1
Valentine 2
Killer Party
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17 years ago
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"Mommy, Mommy"
"Hmmm"
Upon hearing the call of her daughter, Selene Contiello closes the book that she had on hand. Putting the book down on the small wooden table she has on the side of her resting chair that was in front of the fireplace. She smiles as she looks down at her eleven-year-old daughter that came running from her room.
It appears that her little girl had just finished her sewing classes with the maid.
"Mommy, look, look… I made my own Leviathan" The little girl showed her mother the "Leviathan" that she made. Whiles giving the book her mother put down a curios look.
As she looked at it, Selene could not contain her laughter… because what she saw was certainly not "Leviathan".
Rather It was a crudely made plushy of her husband's loyal companion. However instead of looking like a proud white serpent, the poor thing was more akin to a deflated worm, it doesn't help that instead of choosing a white tone on the plushy cloth, it was instead a deep pink with brown lines.
She was certain that if he was here, he would have grumbled about it, but she knows he would take it in good spirits.
Not appreciating her mother's laughter of her "masterpiece" little "squigly" starts to pout and stomp her left foot on the ground.
"MOOMMY… don't laugh at Levi… I put so much work on her" her beloved daughter finished this trying to look angry, but it only made her squeal on the inside at how adorable her sweat heart looked.
However, she stops ones she heard how her sweat daughter called the plushy she looked at her girl in confusion.
"Huh… how was it that you called it sweetheart… Levi" she asked.
Sienna dropped her pout and looked at her mother in an odd combination of being proud and smug of herself.
"Yep… this here is the new and improved Leviathan 2.0 or Levi for short" she started to explain while hugging the toy and making a little spin with it. "She is much cuter than that old grumpy wannabe scarf that Papa uses" she finished this with an angry pout.
Selene tilts her head in confusion as her daughter sudden dislike for the ancient parasite.
Getting up from her chair she looks at her daughter with a frown and puts her hands on her waists "Now Sienna that wasn't very nice to say about him, since you know Leviathan loves you very much" She tells her only child in the universal "I am not mad… just disappointed" tone that all parents have.
Her little girl looked down for a moment, kicking invisible rocks with her leg.
"I am sorry momma" she said in a remorseful tone. "It just… It just that he doesn't let me play in the mud anymore" she started to explain with an annoyed tone.
"He's always saying… "Squigly your too old for this" "Squigly you can't do that" "You are a lady now Squigly and as such you are to not eat like a pig in a Barnhouse" she says in a cute imitation of Leviathans voices.
Taking a breath, she continues "I mean he's always being a… a… dundun head party popper, always going about how I am now a grown up and how I should act as such, but if this is what it means to grow up, I hate it" She finishes huffing for breath.
She then smiles and hugs her plushy harder.
"But unlike him, Levi isn't a bore and the best part she is a girl like me and not one of those yucky boys." She said the last part making a face.
Selene can't help but let a sigh out at her sweet girls' actions, shaking her head and smiling down to her she picks her girl up.
"Well for as cute that you made a new friend maybe I think is time for you to go to bed, it's almost past your bedtime." she told her daughter as she walks towards her girl bedroom.
Her daughter didn't seem to like that idea.
"Do I have too" she wined looking up towards her mother with her dreaded "Puppy" eyes.
Squiglys father would have folded instantly, but unfortunately for Sienna her mother is made from stronger stuff.
Shaking her head, she said "Now don't start you… last time we let you stay up past your bedtime you had binged watched the entire "Cristal Stars" era of Annie of the stars." Sienna can remember how mad her mother was when she woke up only to find her daughter had seen the entire 9 movie series.
Squigly started to blush when her mother brough that little incident up.
"W… W… Well, it's not my fault" she answered trying to find something to justify her actions. "Not only was this the best era of all Annie's 47 years of adventure, but Eliza was guest staring as lead singer in most of the movie's soundtrack." She then pointed towards her mother in an accusatory way "Your only mad at me because I didn't let you join in on the marathon" she finished.
Now it was her mothers turn to blush a little, even after growing up her mother never stopped being a massive fan of the franchise.
Coughing into her fist she gives her a pointed look.
"Now, now… Don't start with that now, remember that tomorrow we are going to grandmother house to practicing so you need to wake up early" her mother reminded her.
Hearing that there going to grandmas tomorrow squigly visible brighten and looked much more accepting at the idea of going to sleep.
Now with a much calmer daughter Selene reached her child room, waving away at the maid that was had finished preparing her girl's bed.
Changing her daughter into her pajamas Selene was going to turn of the bedrooms lights until her daughter called to her.
"Hey momma" Sienna called out to her mother from tucked in the bed.
"Hmm, yes my little diva" her mother answered.
"That book… What was the book that you were reading about" she innocently asked.
Her mother looked back to her with a soft smile.
"While I am glad that you are interested in your dear old mother hobbies, it's a little late for me to show it to you, that and the book is… well I will show it to you when you're older alright."
While looking disappointed she smiles back towards her mother.
"Alright mommy, goodnight"
Selene smiled.
"Goodnight my dear" She then closed the door and Selene went towards her own room waiting for her husband to come back. Confident that her daughter had followed her command and went to sleep.
However, not an hour later the door creaked open again.
CREEEEEAAAAAKKKKKK
Looking from side to side of the long hallways of her family's mansion.
Tip-toing and clutching her plushy Sienna tries to reach her family's fireplace without alerting any of the maid or worst her mother.
Reaching where her mother was reding, she could hardly stop the small victory squeal from escaping from her little mouth on seeing the book still on the wooden table.
Taking it in her hands, she notices that the book seems old, not in the way that the cartoons present them covered in dust and almost ready to fall apart at any moment for being left unused for so long.
But rather it looked worn out because of constant use.
It was about the normal size for a novel and seemed only around 200 pages more or less. Completely black and lacking a title on the front cover.
Turning over the black cover of the book she expected the usual index detailing the chapters and the author's name to maybe even the book's title, but instead what she saw was a rather morbid set of sentences highlighted by a deep red color.
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Thy fear what cannot be seen.
Thy shall fear end for evermore.
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Shuddering a little at the words, she turns to the next page and at the bottom part of the page she finds a poem. However, it's not one she could ever remember ever hearing about… theirs also a foreign feeling in these words.
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We don't have anything such as "fate."
Its only those who drink in ignorance and fear.
And stumble over their own feet.
That fall and disappear withing the muddy river.
Known as Fate.
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Undying Fantasy
New meridian cemetery, midnight 12:00 A.M
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Under the pale moon the kingdom's ancient cemetery is lit under nature's natural light.
The entire location is the resting place of thousands upon thousands of the kingdom's citizens. Regardless of if they had died of natural causes or not.
However, in the last few decades there has been large boon in the cemetery's population thanks to the skullgirls attack and of the former king's war campaigns, the Medici mafia certainly did not help with their… tendencies of eliminating competition and opposition in equal matter, as a result the holy ground for the dead has now unfortunately found itself with an overpopulation problem.
This resulted in many families having to cremate their family member. While this isn't a problem for some, the older fashion families have sent many complaints toward the kingdom's higher ups of this situation.
Further increasing the poor princess' blood pressure and dampening her mood with all the paperwork.
Another problem that it is facing is sadly one shared by all cemeteries no matter their place in the infinite multiverse.
Stupid kids and fucking horny teenagers.
And speaking of horny teens.
On this night a couple had decided that the cemetery was just the perfect place to have a hot and steaming make out session.
"W…Wa… Smush … Wait… Ahh … Mary stop… MMM … didn't… urhg … didn't you say were here to see your mother" an extremely effeminate boy said to his partner just as she was eating his mouth with hers.
The boy was short, barely in the five-foot range, with tan delicate skin and brown hair. He didn't appaired to poses any kind of muscle and with his pretty face and soft voice many would instantly believe that he was a petite girl had it not been for what is downstairs… and even then, that was only a bonus for some.
Just as the ancient words of the dragon empire:
"If there is a hole… there is a way."
"Master of the turtle style… Ugwe"
The boys partner just smirked down towards her boyfriend… not out of arrogance but because she literally has to look down to him.
The girl towered over not just her boyfriend (not that is something hard to begin with) but many other people as well.
Standing at nine and a half feet tall, with pale complexion and matching hair, she lovingly looks towards him with her neon-orange eyes.
Her in-human beauty is further accentuated by her well-endowed and muscular body.
This girl does not have feral blood, but rather is a rare breed of Gigan descendant with their defining characteristic of having a small white horn on the right side of her face.
As opposed with her appearance she is a rather gentle and bright girl, who has a love for writing… however she doses have quirks many would find… both disturbing and unnerving.
"Of course, we're here to see my dear mother" she said swaying her hips in a hypnotic way for her love. "We are going to make hot steaming love right here on top of her tomb… so that my dear mommy can have a first-class row of our love." She finished with a manistic look.
Like seducing her boyfriend to have raw sex with her on top of her mother's tomb on midnight.
And sadly, for the poor boy he is head over heels for her, so he has disregarded the sacred knowledge of "Not putting it in crazy."
Love truly is the oddest of things.
These two weirdos are Mary "Wollstonecraft" Shelly and her boyfriend Percy Bysshe, and their story is one marked of hardship, love and the discrimination against it, but through the power of love they overcame any and all obstacles.
But we aren't here for them are we.
Just as their love actions were going to trespass the R territory a suave and cultured voice rang through the air.
"Would both of you scoundrels have the decency of not interrupting the dead with your… ahem… lustful actions."
Upon hearing this both are frozen on the spot.
"Hehhehe… M… M… Mary did you… erm… put recording devices around us again" Percy asked holding her girlfriend while shaking "You know… to set the mood".
Mary wraps her arms around her little boyfriend in a protective matter, this doesn't stop her own shaking, however.
"Holy shit, Holy shit, did the spirit of my dead-beat mom came from the beyond just to cock block me… fuck this shit only happens to us I swear." She exclaimed in both fear and annoyance.
"Hump… now that's just rude and wrong on your assessment young lady" the voice answered and in the next moment the ground shook.
"Wow, wow… the fuck is this."
"Mary… urg… hold on."
From the ground in front of them a giant coffin burst out of it.
Wroor
It was an old wooden thing with dark brown colors and a giant skull in the middle.
Both Mary and Percy stood frozen at the sight of such a foreboding thing.
Their hearts collectively dropped into their asses when the Coffin top fell letting a dust cloud obscure the figure inside.
Step
Step
Step
Slowly but surely the figure walked out of their long slumber. Ones the dust cloud dispensers the individual is finally revealed.
Appearing as young woman with long black hair one could easily assume her to be a normal (who was rather blessed in the backside department) girl.
And that was the assumption that they both had made, happy that it wasn't some ugly ravenous monster that came out ready to eat their insides, but rather it was just a cute girl. However, such an illusion was rudely broken when they took a good look upon the girl.
The "girl" was absolutely not normal.
And not in "I have wacky animal or giant mecha people D.N.A" no
It was "gray skin, hole in the head where a snake came out and sewed mouth shut" type of not normal.
Even for Mary morbid fascination this was something way to out there for even her.
The clearly undead girl proceeds to give an old fashion bow with the snake on her head imitating her.
The girl lifts her head and even though her mouth is shut closed a voice comes out with what can only be a "ghostly effect".
"How do you do fellow youths"
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"HOLY FUCK IT'S A WALKER, AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" The boy screamed and in a surprising feat of strength picked up his girlfriend and booked it as fast towards the exit of the cemetery.
Both Squigly and Leviathan could only look in sadness and indignation respectively.
"Such rudeness of today's youth" huffing he lifts his head to further criticism the scared teens. "And to use such outdated and frankly offensive slur towards us, oh why I have half mind to fiend their parents and speak to them about their children's unacceptable behavior."
Squigly looked towards the way that the teens had retreated. "All that I wished to ask was the current year and what they know of the current skullgirl… do you believe we came in to hard with our entrance" she asked her family's loyal companion.
Leviathan looked thoughtful for a moment and then responded "Yes… While I concur that bursting from the ground from our coffin may have been a little on the dramatic side of things… however let's keep in mind the indecent actions that those two were about to do" Sienna could not stop a shudder of disgust pass through her spin.
While she understands that different people have different tastes and desires from other and she respects their decision (to each their own as father used to say) there must be some sort of line towards what one could and should find sexual gratification for.
Or else things like this will become the norm… she fears for the worlds future if that were to happen.
Shaking her head from such thoughts squigly looks towards the sky silently admiring all the stars in the sky.
After a minute she finally speaks.
"The skullgirl and the skull heart… both are the one responsible for our re-awakening… I am sure of it… and yet."
Her family's parasite finishes her thought "And yet we both are incapable of feeling even a small trace of their influence… quite the mystery isn't it, even with me here making sure we don't become mindless slaves to its dark power, even I would have been incapable of completely stopping its influences over use." Leviathan told the information with both relief and worry.
Relief at the fact that he doesn't have to dedicate a small part of his concentration and power toward warding of the skull heart's influence, he can now better protect his ward.
But also worry that there is something out there capable of interfering with the powers of the skull girl over the undead.
However, unlike her companion, Squigly has a more optimistic view on it. She can still remember, in those few moments before her awakening she was… dreaming.
Well… not truly an undead like her cannot dream however unlike the rest of her brethren she isn't some reanimated corps. Thanks to leviathan not only does she still contain her free will but her complete soul. As a result, for the time that she has been "dead" instead of joining the afterlife she's been dreaming… or it would be more appropriate to say that she was re-experiencing memories.
In those moment she not only heard what she is confident was the voice of the current skull girl (for whom she prays isn't as young as she sounded) but also… felt something.
She isn't sure what it was but whatever that presence was… it felt comforting.
It reminded her of better time… back when she still was a child, and she would be in the knees of her mother reading with her near the family fireplace in the mansion.
Truly that feeling of safety and warmth was welcomed… especially with what she was remembering. As sadly not all memories were good.
While many of those memories were welcome, like those of her family and all the fantastic moments they had experienced… there were other were she felt that she was in hell.
She doesn't understand the mechanics of it… but for a good while all she has been remembering was that horrible night.
Where her entire world was destroyed because of one group's lust for power.
The Medici…
Her pale dead hand (and skeletal one) closed into fists remembering the mafia that had massacred her family.
Leviathans look at squigly subdued (yet easily felt, thanks to their connection) spike of anger.
While he has no preview as to what has caused this… he's is confident that he has an idea.
If her dream in their rest was anything like his… then their can only be one culprit.
There were many ways in which he could go about this, from vocal encouragement for revenge to even reminding her of the importance of the destruction of the skullheart… But thanks to his near millennium of experience and many interactions with other hosts he picks a much more impactful solution.
He wraps himself around her and… hugs her… or as much he could with his serpent body.
She looked surprised for a moment and gave her friend a questioning look.
He gives her a small smile "Last time we barely had any time for this, as the defeat of your lady mother was paramount and our "death" not soon after… however I believe… that now would be a good as a time as any, for you to let your emotions free."
"…"
For a moment the only sound in the cemetery was that of crickets and the odd hut of a howl.
"hehe… you truly know what to always do… don't you leviathan" no tears fall… and yet she gives a watery smile all the same, as she as she scratches his head at the same time.
After all, technically for squigly it's barely been a few hours to a day since she and her family were murdered, and her mother went into a rampage across the kingdom.
The fact that she can maintain a clear mind and did not break down in despair is a complete and utter testament of her mental fortitude.
He could not feel prouder for his current (and last) host.
"As much as I would desire to properly mourn my parents, I cannot lose focus at the problem at hand." She said with a resolution filled voice.
But even as she says this…
She could not stop the pang of resentment at Death… she had so much she wanted to do… with Mother, Father, everyone.
She wanted to finish her studies, continue her family legacy, sing for many people and inspire them in the same whey that music inspires her.
Meeting someone and falling in love.
Having a family of her own.
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Such thoughts pass through her head… many would scoff at such at that, how she would so readily be willing to settle down into such a monotonous life.
But those people are not here… in this… un-life where your fate is dictated by a twisted being as the skull heart.
She understands that there is nothing she could do now, but to try and stop the skull girl's rampage. So that what happened with her mother doesn't repeat itself.
"That is all I can do now"
The ancient dragon could feel her inner turmoil, but out of respect for her, he doesn't bring it up "Yes, it would seem that the skull girl and Medici isn't the only thing we have to worry about." His voice takes a much graver tone.
"In all of my centuries of life I have never met someone with the power to undermine the skull heart influence over the dead… wherever if this new individual would be against or in favor of the skull girls is currently unknown… however it must be an ancient being of power to be able to- "
Whatever he was going to say was interrupted.
Foreign energy washes over both akin to a wave and she could feel that this power is one hundred percent compatible with the being they were talking about.
"Speak of the devil and he shall appear" as they say.
Leviathan, as a draconic being with the unique ability to alter and manipulate space around them, could feel the raw power emanating from the focal point in front of them.
And he was corrected as right in front of them space and time were being pulled back as if such fundamental aspects of the universe were a curtain. And from there a black cavity was left in reality.
She moves from page to page reading this book.
So engrossed in its words that she loses all sense of time.
From it she hears the galloping of a horse moving inside of that chaotic void.
Both her and her parasite get ready.
"It would seem that we shall meet this being earlier than expected my lady." Leviathan says.
"Yes, it would appear so."
As she read, she couldn't help but notice that some pages were either burnt or ripped out.
However, reaching in the middle of the book she finds… a description?
Beware of he in all black
Riding on top of a white stallion.
And clocked in living twitching shadows.
He stalks the night.
For it is souls he reaps.
Innocent or guilty
Young or old
Pure or impure
Worthy or unworthy
For in his dark gaze under the hood, life is his crop.
It finally comes out.
And her long dead heart beats ones more.
The white stallion.
The dark withering cloak of shadow.
Yes… of course.
It could only be he… could it not.
He who reaps all life has finally come for her.
She doesn't know what to feel now… fear and sadness at deaths presence… happiness at the end of her un-life.
Leviathans maintain a composed poster even in the face of such overwhelming spiritual power, he still readies himself to protect his lady if this new individual shows itself as hostile, ready to use the full might his spatial manipulation to ether get them both out of there or blast his sub-atomic structure into oblivion. This monster deserves no less than his full might.
The being finally steps out of the rift and a small part of her notices that the horse is pulling a wagon from its back however this detail is lost to the sheer turmoil of emotions that pass trough her soul, from awe, fear and hope all shift and turn to make a tornado of emotions inside of her.
"So, you've finally come for me… oh Lord Death" she says with reverence.
However, his response wasn't one she expected to hear in a thousand years, especially with what happened there after.
"I. BROUGHT. THE. BOOOOOZZZZZ" The Grim Reaper Shouted?, while lifting two barrels of alcoholic beverage.
Hearing who's she is certain the reaper of soul's yell that he has acquired alcohol was a… surreal experience to say the least.
And she was further taken by surprise when she heard celebration behind her.
"Fuck yeah, time to get waisted bitches."
"woop,woop'
"Hell yeah, who say death has to be boring."
"Ha, and my ex-husband used to say that our vises don't follow us in death."
"Alcohol addiction, here I come back, baby."
"Dammit Jerry, I told you have to lay off the bottle man, its not good for you."
"And what the fuck is it going to do to me Tom kidney failure, were already dead you Dum Dum.'
"Well…huh"
"That what I thought… now come hear I wanna see If he wasn't lying about this being the good shit."
Leviathan and her spin towards the direction of the voices as both of them are left stupefied at what they see.
"Umm… Leviathan"
"Yes, my lady"
"Are those…"
"Yes, I do believe those are ghost we are currently seeing."
"…"
"Oh my"
And just as she says a sudden mob of spirits appears from all over the cemetery, everyone so diver from each other be them; human, Feral, too even some gigans. All different no matters of races were here, she could even hear some dogs and cats barking and meowing in celebration.
And they were all here to… party with death?!
"huh" is all that could come out of her mouth(?) as she is completely left flabbergasted, and she is confident her loyal companion is as well.
"Haha… wow" he said in surprise when he almost trampled her frozen form "Be careful there little girl, I almost…hey… wait a minute!" his sudden outburst putts her on the spotlight.
Almost like a stop record all of the spirits stopped their celebration to look at her, she could even see in the corner of her eye as a group of Butterfly Feral ghosts stopped in the decoration of the place to look in her direction.
"Um… hello there" she shyly said waving her arm.
Leviathan stayed quiet but maintained his eye vigilantly.
The hooded man started "You're not dead… but not alive ether… are you." He gives her body a one over and she can't help but blush when she feels eyes(?) look at her… no he is peeking into her soul! "How curious… your chain of fate is broken… but its being held together by a combination of energy… and your skin… tell me are you…" however he is interrupted.
"Oh, God look at her skin." One spirit said in surprise.
"It's gray, but that mean." Another said in fear.
"She one of them… A walker, she one of those damn dirty walkers" said a bunny feral.
"…"
Huh?
She could even feel the reaper give a look of surprise at the feral.
"Oh, hell naw, it's those dirty walkers that have brought this kingdom so low, the only worst thing are those damn parasites that are running around… if the old king was here, he would have made a wall and have those damn worm eater on the other side, preferably after forcing them to build it" The same Bunny Feral spirit shouted.
Everyone stopped after that, even the phantom horse could not help but give a look of surprise at such blatant hate.
"Dude, what the fuck" a gigan said what everyone was thinking.
"You heard me, we should send all those dirty worm breath, to the no-man's land and then put them to work in a plantation to…"
"Alright... that's enough of you buddy" The reaper interrupted the racist spirit as he lifts his arm.
Squiggly notices the shadows congress around the bunny feral dragging him into their shadowy abyss.
"You can silence my voice, but not the truth we need to make this kingdom great again" as he finishes his form is finally consumed.
"…"
Well, she does believe that was unexpected for everyone involved.
"Hey"
She jumps startled at the voice that calls out to her., turning around she sees the cloaked figure dropping down from his horse as two gigan spirits take the alcohol that he was holding. She also notices the wooden wagon the white stallion was pulling was filled to the brim of stuff not just alcohol.
Stopping in front of Leviathan and her the speakers "hey so… erm… sorry about that." he then extended his hand in a friendly gesture "Don't listen to that idiot, Ghost or Undead it doesn't matter to me."
Feeling thankful yet surprise at the Reaper actions she gives a bow towards him.
Leviathan speaks up before she could still weary of the new individual.
"While the apology is appreciated sir, it was not you who offended my Lady and me" he looks towards the direction where the spirit used to be. "I would have asked what has happened to the gentlemen… however something tells me I would not like the answer" he then gave the cloak figure a look.
Looking a little confused at what he means, he then makes a "ohhh" face.
"Oh, no, no, no… I did not send him to hell if that is what you're asking… as much of an ass that he was, being racist isn't enough to go to hell, trust me, I've been down there and only the worst of the worst go there" he then points to the ground and whisper to their direction. "And there's some weirdo down there let me tell you."
"I will take your word for it then." I answered him.
He looks at me for a moment "Hey, so don't take this the wrong way but this is the first time I properly meet a "zombie" or undead would be more appropriate miss…"
I looked a little surprised at the fact he did not know my name.
"He is Lord Death is he not… then why does an omniscient being does not know my name" she thinks to herself.
However, before she could answer leviathan spoke up.
"I believe sir that before one enquire another about their identity one should have already introduce themselves… its only Common courtesy." He spoke.
"Leviathan" I called out afraid that he had anger the primordial being.
However contrary to my belief Death actually looked at us in… Embarrassment?
"Huh, I guess yeah your right about that."
Baking up a little the reaper proceeds lowered his hood and…
"Oh, My"
Instead of a skeleton or a withered old man was a young and Handsome. Young man with spike neck length orange hair.
"Oh, my goodness" she thinks while fanning the growing blush in her face "Is this some new tactic to get young and impressionable girls to go with him to the other side without any objection… Because it is working" steam started to flow out of her as her long dead heart almost started to beat again out of embarrassment.
"Yo" he waves "the names Ichigo… Ichigo Kurosaki is my name" he said.
Ichigo…. Kurosaki… huh… not a name one would expect the grim reaper to have.
Such a foreign name… one that would be more common in the eastern-dragon empire.
However, it was not a bad one… in fact it a good name a strong name, thanks to her studies that her mother had giving her she could (crudely) translate his name.
The protector… or Number one, if her rather rusty bilingual abilities are to be trusted.
(Alternatively, it could also mean strawberry, which would be… utterly cute if not for him being the end of all things)
Smiling, she does a rather deep brown and introduces herself and her partner.
"It is splendid to make your acutance, my name is Sienna Contiello But please call me "squigly" and this gentleman here is named Leviathan… it is a pleasure to meet you, Lord Death."
He nodded towards her in acceptance… but then blinked.
"Its good to meet you too Sienna, but what with all of this "Lord Death" business" he asked in confusion.
I tilted my head.
Leviathan looked at me "Yes, my lady what do you mean by giving our new acquaintance such a title."
I looked at my parasite "Of I would give him such title leviathan can't you see, the pale white stallion, Black cloak and as you've stated he is the one responsible for breaking the skull girls influence."
Leviathan still looked skeptical but was willing to give the benefit of the doubt as that would answer many questions.
The object of their discussion heard them talk and… started to blush?!
"Dammit this like… the fiftieth time this happens" he sighs "Hey listen, sorry for the confusion but I'm not Death."
Huh "But… But..." She started confused as he literally checked all of the boxes of "I am the Lord of Death" from the horse to the clock and the sheer dark Aura around him.
"Rather I am a Soul Reaper."
Huh?
Leviathan shared her confusion though not to the same degree as her.
"I am sorry if this comes off as rude sir, but you just stated that you are not Death, yet you call yourself the Soul Reaper… are you perhaps…" it was a little rude to imply dementia, but she is getting confused about this whole matter.
Deat-… Mister Kurosaki scratched his head in annoyance and exasperation.
"No, I said that I was "A Soul Reaper" … not the one" I see so that would imply that there were multiple of these being not just one.
"I see… then please forgive me for my confusion Mr. Kurosaki" I said.
He waved his hand in denial. "Naw, you don't have to forgive anything" he said to me "this is honestly a much more common occurrence then what you would think, oh and drop the whole "Mr. Kurosaki" thing that's is my father… just call me Ichigo, Sienna" Mr- Ichigo told me.
"… I see, then please just call me squigly it is only fair, is it not" he looks at her and then smile "Yea, that fine by me… Squigly."
That smile… how can some one that supposedly Reap the Souls of the dead have such warmth and care.
Did one of these soul reapers' give such warmth and care toward my parents who have died… to all who die… when he finely takes me towards the other side… would he give me that exact same warmth filled smile.
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Could he… could he maybe find a way to… to heal me of this undead curse, he could break the connection between her and the skull girl… could he perhaps bring her and leviathan back-
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Ha… such naive and wishful thinking, because why he would even do that… no her time, as short as it was is over… there's no going back for them.
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No matter how much she wishes for it to happen.
She then feels a strong hand clap into her shoulder, a little startled she looks up to see Ichigo looking down at her. His eyes are filled with sympathy and understanding, in that moment his young face changes to that of someone experienced in this matter. He has the look of someone that has seen so much tragedy and pain… and yet his compassion and kindness pass through.
"I can see that you're in pain, I can feel it… you and all these restless spirits…" he takes a deep breath through his nose "I do not know why… nor will I try to think to understand what you've all been through… but." He then puts his hand on her head (to her surprise Leviathan lets him) and starts to rub her head.
"But I swear… so longs as I am here… I will do everything in my power to make you passage to the afterlife's the best there is" he said with resolution.
Ah… how unfair… to do this to a lady without even realizing.
She looks up at him and bares her gaze into her his brown deep honey eyes "Very well then… Ichigo… if you wish to make me pass on in peace."
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"Then help me feel alive ones more."
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Killer Party 1.
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Upcoming: Killer Party 2
Author notes:
Hey everyone, here is the first Squigly Chapter I hope I wasn't too late with this one. So, this chapter is a little more different than the last ones, instead of jumping from POV to POV it's just one long take of a character's perspective. Just trying something a little more different. Anyway, see you all next time.
Omake: The bizarre life of an Idols son (this short was inspired by Sinbad77, "RWBY Reacts to Rental Jaune" and Some Random Shitty Rambler, "All The difference In The World"
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Life for Aquamarine Hoshi (or Aqua for short) was as bizarre as it could get.
Originally being a respected doctor in his first life, until his sadly untimely death he only believed in the supernatural to be works of fiction.
That is until said death resulted in his reincarnation into one of his patients' babies, like some isekai manga.
Of course, his new mother Aoi and sister Ruby became the new center of his universe (even if his dear sister could be a little of a creep)
But then things took a weird turn when his mother got a new boyfriend.
Now he isn't the jealous type of son who gets bothered at the fact that their parents try to move on with their life (That was ruby). Especially for his and Ruby's deadbeat father (even if Aoi had explained that she did not want to for him into this arrangement), so he tried to be kind to her new boyfriend.
The man known as Jaune D' Arc was a weird man, not in a bad way. At first both he and Ruby had their apprehension of him (especially ruby who poked his eye) but the man showed himself to be extremely warmth individual.
He always respected their mother and did not seem all that weirded out by her having twins at such a young age.
He played with them, took care of them and even helped Momma take care of them (as apparently, he had a nephew, but he did not talk much of him as a sad looked always crossed his face)
He had his apprehensions as to why a tall, blonde and extremely well build French foreign was in Japan and apparently, he was a traveler that came to Japan for vacations.
Of course, he knew that it wasn't the complete truth but as he and his mother continued to date and spending time with him and ruby they did not care, as the days became weeks and the week into months Jaune had slowly but surely taken the father role in the family even if Mother and him stopped dating and became friends.
However, this did not stop him or Ruby from calling him Father, Much to their mothers' embarrassment.
Thing took a turn for the best when during one concert Papa Jaune had saved their mother from a crazy fan at the expense of getting stabbed himself. Of course, he was un-injured thanks to his body armor, However Aqua knows that his papa did not own any, so how he came out uninjured was a mystery for him. But that even was the catalyst for both Jaune and Aoi to finely stop jumping around the matter and get hitch.
But then that was when the weird things started to happen.
As it turns out their papa wasn't just some foreign from another country, oh no, he was from an entire goddamn dimension.
One that was plague by soulless demons of shadows, that he died killing a dragon and how he used to jump across worlds every time he almost died.
It all sounded absurd until he pulled out a sword mad out of dragon's bone and burst with Fire, Lightning and Frost.
Let's not forget the fact that in one world he was made to drink the blood of a demi-god and gained angellike like powers.
(No, I am not Bullshiting he could make wings appear from his back, fly and crate in-organic materials by using invisible and tiny things known as spirit particle)
After that revelation he told us how he got here after fighting his way out of hell (again) and decided to just live a normal life.
Of course, even with all of that their mother still loved him dearly, and also him and Ruby (who had become a total Daddy's girl) had accepted him.
So, let me tell you that when a stalker almost killed mom… well hell has no fury like a gentleman's wrath (and flying at escape velocity to the atmosphere was no fun).
So, when the zombie apocalypse happened, he looked at it with… boredom, yes boredom because when your father could make Hiroshima and Nagasaki by sneezing in the wrong direction… the dangers of life losses it grasps.
"Momma, Papa stops making out, we have to go and get our friends at school" Ruby yelled at their extremely horny parents. As he finishes putting the rest of his baby sibling in the family vans seat.
Honestly, his parents do not know the concept of moderation. Just five months ago mother gave birth to a batch quintessence and he's pretty sure they're both willing to go for another.
Sigh
Just another day in the life of Aqua Arc-Hoshino