Brandishing my scythe I jumped upon my prey. He fell to his knees in front of me. I steped over him, better he see his killer than forever go unknowing. It's not nice not knowing witch one of your enemys got the best of you. As he lay bleeding at my feet I whispered mt reason.
"Sorry about this but I love Grim Reaper so much I have to kill to get to him." It wasn't much of an explanation but it was good enough to explain why I did it.
I waited, it wasn't long before the old man was gone and Grim came. The breath left me as he appeared.
"What are you doing here?" He said in his unemotional voice, the one that made me fall in love with him. "You are ment to live your life normally, with out me to hurt you."
"Hey what about me?!" the dead man said.
"Ohh, sorry forgot." Grim passed the man over to the other side. "I will go, you will not come after me." Then he left, making a hole in my heart. For him to walk away from me a second time is too much to bear. I know that I will have to do that a number of times before he dot tthe message. The question I have to ask myself though is: is it worth it? I decided yes it will be worth it, when he gets my point.