As I charge into my prey, it's speed increased. My eyes widen but became focused again. 'Weird I thought zombies can't run, oh well.' I thought before stabbing right through it, leaving a red kishin soul behind.
"Well that was easy." I mumbled before looking at the all-strucked requester. He took off? "Where the heck did he go." I grumbled, as the sensation in the air turned colder. Weird. I heard a blistering in the vegetation. The nearby noises when closely monitored by my wolf like eyes. 'Where could it-' "There it is!" I cancelled my thought by my voice. As my bladed hand and I raced into the bushes, we heard a-
"HELP ME-"
A dreadful noise came after the "me" before it could continue. With a moment to spare, I realized the voice could be the old man. Damn! I just let him wonder off like that. As pace to get to the died out voice took minutes, another cry of agony took place. I sped up, to find the skeleton of whatever died here.
As I examined the skull, I found out it was a man. Although this one was probably one of the town folks. I sighed the chances of getting mauled increased. Soon I picked up a couple of beautiful, untainted flowers and put them around the bones that remains. Poor soul. Everything was taken from him.
I sensed a bloodlust aura glaring at me hungrily, ready to strike at any moment when I let my guard down. Soon a deadly scream erupted as a cry was heard.
"HELP ME PLEASE!!"
A more feminine voice spoke out loudly. I rushed to see who this mysterious lady could be. Thoughts after thoughts, situations after situations and probably problems after problems.
No matter what, I have a bad feeling after who I'm about to encounter.
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(Name), the youngest female Death Scythe!
FanfictionYou are just one of twelve death scythes scattered around the world. You are the youngest female death scythe while Justin is the youngest male death scythe. After you collected your Kishin souls and witch soul, which you were just eight, you began...
