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Chapter 2: Pure
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Death.
Yeah that's right, I'm death as in the god of Death, well for now that is.
Do I eat souls to help satisfy my never ending hunger?
Yes, I do, and I enjoy seeing my victims squirm.
Does death have a sense of humor?
Yes, I have a psychotic sense of humor...Hehehe.
Is death kind?
Who knows...you would have to die to find out.
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My hunger is almost never satisfied, when I suck the souls of my victims. To think that owing a favor would bring me to do the job of being the temporary god of Death. I thought as I let the body of my victim fall to the floor and sigh.
"Well that wasn't nearly a satisfying snack." Death said in a monotone voice.
He looked over the far side of the room and see a child unconscious, who's body is battered and bruised. Death walked up to the boy and squatted down to be eye level. Most likely the boy's father beat his own child while in a drunken stupor, Death noticed old bruises and it was likely the boy was beaten on a daily bases. Wondering if he should put the child out of his misery or let him suffer any fate to come, a thought then came to Death, something about the boy reminded him of something long ago.
Now in a bad mood because Death became sentimental to the child and it was most likely the boy's soul would be more filling than the dirty and the tainted of the sinful fathers soul who he just ate a few moments ago.
A smile appeared on my face as I looked at the battered boy, I'll let him live for now, but I'll be back for him in ten years time, if I am still around doing this job by then.
Death left the dim lit house that smelled of alcohol and cigarettes, still feeling very unsatisfied he went to find another victim. He had to eat another soul and soon to help satisfy and maybe better his mood. Maybe he'll even get a pizza on the way.
Aimlessly walking for hours around the city of San Francisco to find a new victim. No one's soul caught his attention, he soon stopped at a school. Something told him he might find something interesting in the high school. Death entered the school and walked around the empty halls. A bell rang and all of a sudden the halls became full of noise and bustling students. Death saw a young girl that was to his liking, her soul was a little bright but it dripped with small sins and was tainted. No longer did she have her purity, she was not a virgin. It was rare for the women in this day in age to have their virginity still in tack, Death thought. Though it wasn't surprising to Death, he could see what she was like just by smelling and seeing her soul, but Death had to focus on a human to see their soul. Souls aren't open books but death wished they were, it would make his job a lot easier.
The girl had short curly blonde hair that bobbed around her oval face, doe like eye's, honey colored skin and a slim figure that complements her figure. To a human she would be the definition of an angel, but death knew that her soul was nothing like her appearance and her soul wouldn't half satisfy his hunger. Death decided to name the human Blondie and soon imagined how the girl would scream, struggle or try and find a way to persuade him in some way to let her escape from becoming his food. Death smiled like a Cheshire cat, because to Death this was a game to entertain him
Death wondered if Blondie would be more entertaining than his previous snack, who was in too much of a drunken stupor to even fight.
I followed Blondie to the commons(lunch area). Following Blondie to her table I walk a few feet away from her to a corner with dim lighting. For a few seconds I watch Blondie sit at her table, all of a sudden she shot up and waved her hand and called to a girl named Kira. Something inside of me lit up, a feeling I thought dried up long ago, this girl Kira was a paradox to me.
Kira was stunningly beautiful young woman, she had hair that was like the midnight sky, big almond like doe eye's, full lips, pale white skin and curves that complement her body when she moved. As I watched the two females talk, an intoxicating smell wavered into my nose as I breathed, the sent smelled of roses with a hint of vanilla, this sent doubtingly belonged to Kira.
The smell was intoxicating to death and he very much wanted to pull her into his arms and make her his. Death realized what he was thinking and couldn't believe the emotions that were arising in him that he thought were gone. All because of this one particular girl? This confused Death greatly. Feeling like someone was watching him Death shook himself out of his thoughts and looked in the direction of the pair of eyes that were staring at him.
Death lifted his head to meet the pair of eye's that were staring at him, half expecting it was a ghost. His breath became caught in his throat when his eye's met the eye's that belonged to Kira. She stared in his direction for a few seconds then went back to eating her lunch, but to Death it felt like she was looking into his soul for hours.
Death started to laugh at him self coldly for thinking the mortal could see him and making him feel like he could have more in life, such as love...but that was impossible. Who could love a monster, he was death itself after all, he was someone that people believed evil, all because he is doing his job. This caused Death to become numb to emotion and find it as amusement so he wouldn't feel so bad. Not only was he cursed by Loki, the god of mischief, his curse was in a way an illusion. All who saw him would see a deformed fanged faced monster, that's all that death saw; even in mirrors, windows, or anything with a reflection. Death didn't even know what he looked like in human form anymore. Loki had cursed Death because Death wouldn't play a game with the mischievous god. When Death Came out of his thoughts he mentally slapped himself for all the emotions he was feeling. Even though he had wanted to believe all his emotions where gone, even though he pushed them away, he knew they were there.
He watched Kira and Blondie until the bell rang, Death could hear the girls say their goodbyes and that they'll meet up after school. Death smiled at the last part of the girls conversation as he followed Blondie down the hall.
The god of death never thought there would be a time in his immortal life when one day was going by way too slowly to the point he wanted to gauge his eyes out. Until that is...he met the insufferable Blondie, Who wasn't making it any better for him.
She was so insufferable, Blondie is one of the few humans that annoy him so much in his immortal life. All she did was talk about gossip and talk, talk and talk. Death really wanted to gut Blondie in front of her entire class. Which sounded like a better scenario than getting her to beg on her knee's for her life. He soon noticed that he was being more patient than he usually is, maybe he was in a kind mood, which was indeed rare.
'Maybe I should have a horrible accident happen to Blondie.' I thought as I sneered at her even though she can't see me. I was so very near to the end of my patience's when the bell finally rang.
"Finally." I say with sarcasm
As Blondie and I were outside waiting for Kira, I watched the students go home by walking or by car, after a few minutes of waiting l look over my shoulder to see if Kira was coming. I saw Kira a few feet away from Blondie and I, having a clear view of Kira I could see that her eye's were slightly wide. She quickly averted her eye's like a shy girl pretending not to notice a man gazing at her. Thoughts of the girl being able to see Death ran through his head.
Blondie finally noticed Kira and ran up to her, as Kira and Blondie were chatting away, Death stared at Kira wondering if she could really see him. Death soon notice Kira's eye's wondering all over Blondie's face, but her eye's soon lock onto his gaze, this confirmed Deaths thoughts.
Death now knew that Kira could see him, curious Death decided to take a peak at Kira's soul. Death nearly stopped breathing when he saw her soul, half of her soul was pure white the other half was dark and dim, Death has never seen a soul like hers before.
'I'm intrigued. I will make her mine, whether she wants it or not.' I wondered how this will play out, smiling like a child who found a new toy, Death vanished into a swirl of black mist.