6 day one of reaping

 Thaia is waking up from her tantrum and sees a glowing aura from this black haired adult pale skin in a black robe with green lifeless eyes with no white present in them. 

"Wow, the aura around you exhilarating"

"Are you a thrill-seeker my dear

"Yes, and I also know a lot about weapons as well, and you carry a scythe as a tool to reap harvest or in your case souls."

"You are smart then shall we get to the tip of the scythe"

"Of course why is death in my room if he could do other things than deal with me" 

"My dear you are now my property and known as the  anxiety killer and the reaper of reincarnation."

"Why reincarnation?"

You, my child, will find out soon enough 

So fate can't mess with me right

Oh, you're sadly mistaken because im 50 times worse than her she said that blame her for everything that has happened but here's the funny thing nobody can save you from me. I am death himself."

"So when do we start this eternity of my forever service to you?"

We will start tomorrow. You need rest and I need to set up your new home.

Ok see you tomorrow then

      Death leaves the house still thinking about how his new toy will survive the transition to become his lovely loyal killer. 

      That when better than I thought my nerves are super shocked at this point and I freakin enjoy it death has no clue about my animal side my phoenix and angel side are sharpening my inner killer oh the blood I can smell it and bud I can't wait I knew when he left he awakened my inner killer plus I should thank him.      

     I thought back and was like reincarnation. How are you a reaper of a newborn life?  But killing I'll do in a heartbeat the name seems ironic don't you think. It seems death has this. I'm in charge of a persona many people follow orders like a good soldier or well I'm not one for rules I do like a little fun.    

      I wonder if my researcher will get to play. What about that boy from the weapons place or the skater boy from school? I wish I could see my friend who gave me my house. Are they even people or are they like me? If they are that would be nice so I won't feel bad. 

       The next day death comes back. 

Arere you ready for today my loyal killer?"

" I'm ready."

" good luck."

He hands her a list.

 " everything I want you to do."

" seems simple." 

He disappears in the shadows lurking in the corner.   

    I look at the list smirking. Time to have fun. I change my clothes and then get my plastic rubber bag I found in a local store. Then I remembered something I needed to cover myself so the locals didn't realize it's me. I get chloroform, alcohol,

I'm not stupid but if I do get caught well that's up to death what happens to me. 

I don't want to mess this up. I walk to the first victim on my list. 

     He looks cute. I Mean his sharp jaw, muscular abdomen, bright eyes, lean cheek muscles, and a silky voice to match.

"Hello, Mrs."

"Oh sorry for the creepy staring thing. I just think you're cute."

"Let me guess I'm on the death list anit I, to be honest, I'm not shocked he's been after me I thought I was ready to live more, but after making this life I was ready to leave satan was like my friend he helped me see I have a little room for atonement but I washed it on drugs, passion, addiction, killing, partying, and breaking all ten commandments in the order there in."   

" wow ok so I'm new to this but how do you wish to die."

" I  have no preference honestly."

" This sounds bad but how many scars do you have?"

" not many but why do you ask."

" Simply I wish to open them then attack all the pressure points. I will cholofoam you first. I hate noise and unconscious people are better to work with."

" I don't blame you but why so kind." 

"I lived with lies and nobody really understood me or my need to hide within the shadows."

"I do request to die at the beach, It reminds me of my life with my family and I miss the sound of waves crashing on the beach."

"Of course I will kill you there."

" thank you.".    

       I  walk him to a lovely beach. The waves are crashing on the beach, the air has a salty taste, and I admire the sunset.

I set up everything and ask if he has a final wish

"' No,  I don't, everyone I loved has died.'

" so sad you are no fun."

"What do you mean?'

"I mean that I wanted a little of your true colors showing."

" what do you mean by true colors?"

": It means personality."

" that makes sense."

"Shh, it will be all over soon."

      I put him under how messy should I get. I look and see how sad he is but how relaxed I feel. This doesn't make sense at all so this is how it feels to be tested. At least it isn't the devil honestly I think my luck I should've had the devil but at least I feel at home in deaths presents.  I cut his neck and all the pressure points just to be funny. Wow now to bury him in the graveyard next to the beach.

"Hello master death."

"Hello doll ,what a nice job but your missing something ."

"What is that master death?"

"Oh ,child you're missing all the thrill in the cops finding this beautiful piece of art."

"How is this art master death?"

"You cant see all the blood on your canvas that my child is art you are creative in a tragic but lively art, using everything you have dear I'm so glad to have you."

"Oh, I never knew that this is not my first time using blood."

"Hum, good to know for future use if it comes to that."