This is my first fan fiction, so do excuse mistakes! Enjoy!
Just a typical day, the sun is shining and everyone happy. But I was being consumed by boredom, just completely out of my mind boredom. There were no customers to come to my shop today, not one single phone call. You would think being a ship builder, doctor, architect, blacksmith, and a dead body investigator for crime scenes would be enough to give you a job, right? No, of course not. My boss was driving me up a wall! He is so annoying! He won't leave me alone to read my books in peace! It's crazy! But anyways, off of my rant. I get off of work in a few hours anyways. You see, by day I work at the shop, and by night I am a Street Fighter. A Street Fighter fights for people's entertainment. And because I'm a girl in this day and age, everyone looks down upon me for doing that and working at the shop. Most girls where dresses, but I don't, I'm forbidden by my country. As a child of the Lieutenant, and last child of his, I am next in line to take his place. So in other words, I'm supposed to be like a guy because of the place I shall be taking.
Yes! It's 6:30! I get to go home, and prepare myself for another job…great. Oh well, "Bye John, I'm leaving now." I said that with so much excitement! Nope, not really.
"Alright see you tomorrow, 7:00! Bye!" I heard him say as I picked up my cloak and my staff that has metal blades at each end. I groan when I'm outside about the 7:00 part. As the gods know I stay up to 1:00 every night except Fridays, I stay up all night Fridays. I get Saturdays and Sundays off from both jobs, but I usually go to parties on those nights! I begin walking home, passing small alleys that either lead somewhere or don't at all. But they surprisingly never scare me, whatever lurks in their shadows, after all I can fight. And if any Day Creatures come after me, I can take them.
I hear a small giggle as I'm passing an alley; I hear a higher man's pitched voice coming from the alley saying my name in a barely noticeable tone. "Kimori Ankoku." I stop ready to pull out my bladed staff any minute. Before I knew it, I was lying on the ground unconscious.
What pulled me out of sleep was a cool hand with slender fingers that had terribly long nails and rough skin. My eyes flutter open only to stare right into a face that seemed to have none; they were covered in his bangs! He wore a top hat that seemed like it had been squished to many times. His clothes were all black but his grey sash. He had long grey hair with a braid in it. He also had a scar that seemed to start on his upper cheek and disappear in his bangs; he had oddly long sleeves on his long coat as well. He smiled with a very large smile that had rather creepily long fangs, he started to speak, "My, my, you are finally awake m' dear? Hm, I've been dying to know how old you are. You seem so small in real life than in pictures!" he began to giggle, especially when he said "dying." I begin to look around I notice a lot of coffins all over the place.
"f-four- teen." I stutter out my age a little scared, where-no, what is this place? A morticians' work place or something? " W-who are you? And where am I?" I demanded a little harsh but you could hear my fear.
The man burst out in laughs and giggles, "well m' dear." he began to giggle a bit more here. "I am The Undertaker and you are in my work shop, and yes I'm a mortician. You are here because tomorrow is a friend of mine's birthday and I thought he could use another hand in his office." And yet again he began to giggle.
"Why would he want me in his office? That's so odd a present! You can't give a human being another human being-"
"But you are not human, he is not human, none of his workers are human, and I am not human." He chuckles looking at the face I made, I looked so confuse! "You see m' dear, he, I, and his workers are Shinigami, as are you. But you are also Night Creature as well, a noble one at that. You keep humans protected from anything that comes into the night that harm them; were as Day Creatures keep the day safe-"
"I know," I growl, "And Shinigami collect souls and demons get what you miss." I was now getting back at him for cutting me off, I hated that sometimes, my bad temper I mean.
"Very good! Now then, feel free, to talk to me while I work." As he got up and went to his work table I notice what I was sleeping in that was oh so comfy, a coffin it's self. I jump out quickly, hearing loud giggles from across the room; I frown.
Yes, I frown.
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