A Love So Grim And Dark

Note: So basically I’ve been reading some horror things. And you will find that some things are somewhat inspired off of other things. I decided to make a horror love story. It’ll probably be one of those tragic ones, depressing, teary stories, so, you know. Read at your own risk :)
== Chapter One ==
Chichi walked around the bustling streets. Cars zoomed by, and groups of chattering people walked by, often ignoring Chi completely. If only they knew what she was. She pulled her black hood up over her head. Her light blue hair peeked out here and there, but mostly it was pulled back into the hood. She checked her list. There were hundreds of people due to die today, and she was already quite exhausted. She headed down a dark, seemingly deserted alleyway. She checked her radar. They were close.
Chi heard voices, dark, mocking voices laughing at another, weak, struggling voice.
“Give me more time, and I’ll give you the money!” The weak voice said, gasping. 
“We gave you ten months. More time?!” An angry voice said, and he seemed to kick the weaker one. 
Chi carefully got out her long, dark, shadowy scythe she had been hiding in the weaponry dimension. She crept closer, silently and sneakily. Chi could hear the voices more clearly now. She knew who she was supposed to kill. She only had her scythe out in case she needed it, but the cause of death was written very clearly on the long list. She snapped her snow-white fingers, and the weak stone building started to crumble. Large chunks of stone came crashing down and crumbling all around the group of men. They began to panic, flailing around. 
The big one, her target, just grunted, and heaved them out of the way, heading for the exit, right where Chi was hiding.
“Oh no you don’t.” Chi mumbled. She snapped her fingers again, and a large boulder came crashing down, blocking them from the exit. The man snarled, and backed up, looking for a different exit. She kept letting the rocks fall down randomly, seeing if they would hit the man. Finally, she snapped her fingers once again, and a large boulder came tumbling down, directly on the man. She could’ve killed the others that day, but they were only supposed to have a near-death experience. That man was the only one who was actually supposed to die. 
Chi unequipped her shadowy black scythe, tucking it away in the weaponry dimension. She crept out, unnoticed, looking just like a normal teenage girl. The streets were busy, and nobody yet seemed to notice the disaster that she had caused in the alleyway. She smirked. That left her some time to locate the next person on the list. She read the name, and the description. 
Sarah Lina. Age 47, female. Crimes, if committed any: murdered her 16 year old daughter for not agreeing to the rules that she had set. 
“That’s kinda messed up..” Chi muttered. She quickly tucked the list back in her pocket. She began heading toward a pleasant looking neighborhood, filled with decent sized houses. But one house caught her eye. The paint was chipped and faded, unlike the other houses’ shiny coats of new-looking paint. She activated her reaper’s radar, and she saw the target inside that very house. Chi didn’t equip her scythe, because, well, she was still out in the middle of a public neighborhood. 
Quickly she snapped her fingers, and while no one was looking, her outfit changed, becoming that of a technician, or plumber. She walked up to the front door and knocked, putting on her most polite face, trying her hardest to hide all of her disgust. A pale looking woman came and answered the door. She had messy hair, and her eyes were sunken and baggy. 
She definitely looks like a psychopath that’d kill her own daughter.. Chi’s mind muttered. 
“Hi, my names — er, Jessica. I’m here to check your plumbing.” Chi said, smiling politely. She had come up with the name last moment, and she hoped it wasn’t too obvious that she was lying. She also hoped that the woman didn’t notice she had never probably called a plumber.
“A plumber..? Oh, oh, I remember now. I called for one about a month ago. Wait, why did it take you so long to show up?” The woman said, an annoyed tone coming over her voice. Chi let out a sigh of relief mentally, feeling lucky that the woman had actually called a plumber some time ago. 
“Oh, sorry ma’am. We’ve been, kinda busy these last few weeks, and were unable to get to you.” Chi said politely. The woman raised an annoyed eyebrow, but let her in. 
“The toilet’s in this room. No clue why, but it just won’t flush anything.” The woman said, crossing her arms. Chi noticed that she seemed to take a step back whenever Chi even got an inch closer to her. Chi got a bunch of toilet paper and flushed it down the toilet. 
“Uh, ma’am, your toilet seems to be working fine.” Chi said. What, did you try flushing your daughter down here? Chi thought sarcastically. 
“That’s odd. Usually it doesn’t even flush toilet paper.” The woman said, her voice a bit shaky and her expressions more nervous. 
“Well, we’ll take a closer look at it another time. Try it out a bit more, and if you reach any complications, just contact us.” Chi said helpfully. Chi seemingly left, but then just turned invisible and quickly went back in before the woman shut the door. Chi knew that she was supposed to get the job done fairly quickly, but she also wanted to see if the woman was actually psychotic. The woman turned the lights off, and huddled herself on the couch. 
“Does that plumber suspect me of something? She kept giving me odd looks.. But what could she possibly accuse me of? Remember, you didn’t do anything.. It was all an accident, wasn’t it?” The woman muttered to herself in the dark. “What was her name? Jessica, yes. She never gave me her number.. But I can just call her company and get it. If she suspects me of anything, I’ll just get rid of her! It’d be her fault for wrongly accusing me, wouldn’t it be?” 
Gee, this woman’s psycho. It seems like she’s convinced herself she hasn’t done anything wrong? Although it says clearly here on this list. Chi thought. She moved to the woman’s kitchen, out of sight. She pulled out her list, and read the cause of death. 
Sarah Lina’s cause of death: Robbers breaking into her house and pushing her out of the second floor window. 
Chi tucked the list back in her pocket. She equipped a hammer from the weaponry dimension, and broke the kitchen window with it, making a loud shattering sound. She then quickly became visible, and snapped her finger, making her appearance look like a burglar. The woman hurried into the kitchen, and shrieked in fear at the sight of the burglar. Chi equipped her gun, and unequipped her hammer. She held it up threateningly, aiming it at the woman. She didn’t actually shoot it though, since she didn’t want to draw people to the house. 
“I-I don’t have anything here of value!” The woman said, shaking with fear. Chi cocked the gun, and the woman fled to the second floor. Chi followed, making loud, heavy, menacing footsteps in her wake. The woman was huddling against a wall, a window behind her. Chi ran at her, shoving her with all of her might, managing to barely shatter the window, but the weight of the woman did the rest. With a last, ear-splitting shriek she seemed to slo-mo fall out of the window, glass shards all around her, and landed on the ground with a heavy thud. 
Screams sounded off in other parts of the street, but Chi didn’t have time to stress over that. She didn’t want to risk leaving through any of the doors and being seen, so she just teleported to an alleyway on a busy street. She changed her outfit to a light pink sweatshirt, with a black skirt and knee-high socks. Chi got out books from the weaponry dimension, just normal study books, which she didn’t know how and why they were in the dimension anyhow. She put on headphones, and looked busy and studious, making her way through the busy street.
Her pastel light blue hair swung behind her. 
This is actually kinda a look though, and also, nobody would ever guess a grim reaper to be wearing something like this. Chi thought. She checked her reaper clock. She had started reaping at six in the morning, and only an hour had passed, so, she had time to stop at a cafe for a bite to eat. Reapers didn’t have to eat, they never grew hungry, but Chi still enjoyed the taste of food. Many reapers she worked with, actually, still enjoyed eating almost every day as well. 
“Hello!” She said brightly as she stepped up to counter of the cafe. “Could I have a Frappuccino with lots of whipped cream?” 
“Mhm. Anything else, Miss?” The worker said. 
“Hmm.. I’d like a chocolate covered croissant as well, please.” Chi said. She loved sweets, and always enjoyed having a little once in a while.
“Okay, that’ll be $13.00 miss!” She said. Chi pulled out her wallet, filled with money from all sorts of currencies. She gave the woman the right amount. “Thank you! Have a nice day.”
“You too!” She called back politely. She began to walk out of the cafe, with her croissant in a small paper bag, and her drink in hand. Chi pulled out the list again. She had only completed two tasks out of a hundred. She sighed, and stuffed it in the pocket of her sweatshirt. She could ask for help from another reaper, but all of the other reapers were snide, and would remember the fact that she asked for help. They’d ask her for favors, and if she refused, they’d bring up the fact that they helped her. 
Chi sat on a bench under a cherry tree. There was a white cat there, staring up at Chi’s croissant with big, blue, pleading eyes. 
“Awh, aren’t you a cutie?” Chi said. She reached down, and stroked the cat’s head gently. The cat purred, and Chi broke off a little bit of her chocolate covered croissant and offered it to the cat. The cat meowed happily, and took the small piece of croissant. She watched the cat eat it, smiling at how cute this scene was, but then a sudden thought struck her.
Can cats have croissants? Or chocolate? Did I just kill this cute innocent cat?! Or wait, was it dogs that couldn’t have chocolate? She thought back and forth. Chi sighed, and sat back, hoping she didn’t just kill this cat. She ate the rest of the croissant, and drank the rest of her drink as quickly as she could. She left a few crumbs left for the cat, and took out her list. The next victim. 
Nathan O’Neil, age 23, male. Crimes: Punched a bully in sixth grade. 
Chi frowned at the list. She took out a pencil, and adjusted the description.
Nathan O’Neil, age 23, male. Crime: Punched a bully in sixth grade. But is that really a crime though? 
Satisfied, she put the pencil back in her bag. She activated the reaper’s radar, and spotted her target. It appeared, that he was all the way on the other side of town. Chi huffed out a sigh. She walked to the street, and waved to the cars.
“Taxi!” She called. A yellow taxi car zoomed in out of nowhere, blowing random newspapers on the sidewalk everywhere. Chi stood there, stunned for a moment, before she got in the car. 
“Well, where ya headin’ to miss?” The driver asked. 
“I’d like to go to xxxxxx, North, xxxst St.” She said politely. The man nodded, and zoomed off. He seemed to be going a thousand miles per hour, or at least it seemed like that to Chi. She clutched the seat tightly, feeling dizzy and sick. Her seatbelt didn’t help whatsoever. She bounced around wildly as the driver sped down the road, dodging honking cars and angry drivers. After a few minutes of this, the driver stopped in front of a fancy restaurant. 
“Tip?” He said, holding out his hand. 
“Er — what?” Chi said, still feeling dizzy and confused.
“My tip.” He said irritated. It took a moment for Chi to understand what he meant, but she got out her wallet and gave the man a $10 bill. He gave a disapproving look at amount, then dramatically sighed. Chi opened the car door, and nodded to the man. He sped off, honking wildly at a group of girls who just seemed to be crossing the street. 
Chi stepped up to the restaurant. The walls were glass, and the whole design was modern. She almost went in, but then she looked down at her clothing.
I don’t think anyone would wear this to a fancy modern restaurant like this. She said, frowning down at her lazy clothes. She headed to the back of the restaurant, and snapped her fingers, changing into a long fancy black lace dress. She looked at her reflection in a puddle of water, and decided that that was good enough. Chi went back to the front of the restaurant, and swung open the glass door. 
She looked around for a moment, and then spotted her target. He was tall, pale, and he had gelled combed blond hair. He was wearing a suit, and was sitting across from a woman with brown hair and a ruby red dress. He said something with a flirty smirk on his face and the woman laughed, a slow, high laugh. Chi cringed at the scene. It was something you would see in a drama romance show, where the blond haired guy was clearly the flirty villain. 
The guy seemed to spot Chi walk in and gave her a wink. She bit back her look of disgust. 
Is he really flirting with other women while he’s on a date? She thought disgusted. Chi sat at a booth behind them. She was sitting behind the man, and got a good look at the woman he was with. She had green eyes, and she was literally glittering with jewelry. So much, in fact, that it made Chi’s eyes burn every time she looked at her. She had no idea how that man was sitting across from her, having a discussion with her. 
“So, what do you do for a living?” Nathan asked. The woman smiled.
“I’m a secretary, what do you do?” She replied. She put her elbows on the marble table and rested her chin on her hands, giving the man a dreamy look. Chi kept cringing, but continued listening. 
“I kill people!” Nathan said, making a growling sound, then he began to laugh. The woman laughed too. They both laughed as if it was the most hilarious joke ever. “No, no, not really. I’m a lawyer.” 
“Ooo, a lawyer you say? I hear they make quite a bit.” The woman said, her eyes shining with a newfound interest. 
“Ah, more so if you’re a good lawyer.” He said chuckling. 
“Are you? A good lawyer?” The woman asked, seemingly leaning closer and closer. 
“Am I? The best.” He said smiling. Just then the waitress came over with a tray, carrying their food. All of the dishes barely had anything on them, just a small piece of steak with drizzles of a sauce of some sort, and little leafy things sprinkled all around. The other dish wasn’t much different. Chi thought that it would be weird if she just sat at this restaurant without ordering anything. She opened the menu, and nearly gasped out loud.
The meals were as if they were made with gold for how much they cost. Chi tried looking for the least expensive dish, and it was $112.00. She frowned, but dug out the amount of money anyway, preparing to pay when she needed to. She called over a waitress.
“Good morning madam, what would you like?” The waitress asked politely, doing a little bow.
“Uh I would like the Brussels sprout soup?” She said politely. In Chi’s opinion, Brussels sprout soup sounded about as appealing as cow dung, but she of course didn’t say that out loud. 
“Of course madam.” The waitress did a little bow again, and hurried off. She hadn’t been paying attention to the conversation the other two were having, and when the woman started laughing loudly it startled her. 
“You are so funny!” The woman said.
“Really? I’m told that’s one of my charms.” He said. Chi mentally gagged. Chi got out her list and looked at his cause of death. 
Nathan O’Neil’s Cause Of Death: He is to try and perform a knife juggling trick in an attempt to impress a woman. He fails utterly and pathetically, the knife landing and stabbing himself in the skull. 
Yikes. That’s not really a pleasant death. But then again, the fool shouldn’t have attempted to juggle knives. Chi thought, regretting her two seconds of sympathy. She closed her minds, and concentrated. She pushed the urge of wanting to impress the woman badly into Nathan’s mind, and what exactly he should do to impress her. 
“Hey, want to see me do a trick?” He asked, smirking. The woman clapped, and nodded. Nathan reached over, and grabbed both of their knives. He then began to juggle them, making the woman laugh and snort. He continued to juggle them, but his hand slipped and the knife landed right in his skull. The woman screamed, jumping up and moving away. Waiters and waitresses came scurrying over, shrieking at seeing the scene. Chi pretended to act all frightened, and got up and left in a hurry, but left the money on the table. 
She walked off, yawning. It was time to continue on with the next victims. 
== Chapter Two ==
Chi had completed sixty of the deaths on her list. She was exhausted, and decided that taking a little break probably wouldn’t hurt anything, or anyone. She walked skipped along the empty sidewalk, until she found a long empty bench, and she sat down with a sigh. 
A teenage boy, wearing a black hoodie and a black face mask, earbuds blaring in his ears, started heading towards her. Chi turned her head, yawning. But to her surprise, and despair, the boy came up and sat on the other end of the bench. He didn’t seem to be paying any attention to her. She slowly scooted over, away from him. Chi scooted over very slowly, and hopefully, unnoticeably. She continued this until she was practically hanging off of the edge of the bench. 
The boy looked at her, and raised a questioning eyebrow. Chi just coughed and looked away, and he looked away as well, pulling out a book and beginning to read it. Chi pulled out the list and read the next person on it.
Zane Contorio, age 30, male. Crimes, if committed any: Stole someone else’s genius idea, becoming rich and famous because of it. 
“What a douchebag.” Chi muttered, apparently not quitely enough. The boy looked up from his book and again raised an eyebrow at her. 
“Excuse me?” He said, his voice sounding more tired like than offended. 
“Ah, sorry, I was talking about someone else.” Chi said apologetically. The boy nodded, and just retreated back to reading his book. It was silent and awkward, other than the occasional turn of a page, or the soft blare of his music. Chi activated the reaper’s radar, and saw her target. He wasn’t actually too far away. She got up silently, nodded at the boy, and started walking to her destination. 
It took her little more than ten minutes to reach where she was going. She stopped in front of a large modern mansion.
Huh, he must’ve gotten this with the money he wrongfully received. Chi thought bitterly. She pulled out the list, reading how he was to meet his end. 
Zane Contorio’s Cause of Death: He is to receive an anonymous message about an auction going on downtown, where they are supposedly auctioning expensive, valuable art pieces and artifacts. He is to go there, finding that it was actually a trick to rob him of his money. He meets the robbers, and they shoot them, then take his money. 
“Wait, can I add something to this?” Chi asked herself, then remembered. She took out a quill. It looked ordinary enough, despite the fact that nobody used quills anymore. But it was a special type of quill, one that allowed you to change or add something on the list of people due to die. 
Zane Contorio’s Cause of Death: He is to receive an anonymous message about an auction going on downtown, where they are supposedly auctioning expensive, valuable art pieces and artifacts. He is to go there, finding that it was actually a trick to rob him of his money. He meets the robbers, and they shoot them, then take his money. After he is dead, they give the money to the person it should have gone to in the beginning. 
Satisfied, Chi put her quill up with a smirk. She got out her phone, and after looking to find his number, she messaged him.
Unknown: Hey, there’s something I think you might be interested in. There’s an auction going on downtown, at xxxxxxx, West, xxxx at 5:15 P.M., we’re auctioning off expensive and valuable artifacts and art pieces, are you interested in showing up? 
xxx-xxx-xxxxx (Zane Contorio): Quite interested, in fact. But how can I be assured that this is no scam or cheap trick to rob me of my money?
Unknown: Now why would it be?
xxx-xxx-xxxxx (Zane Contorio): Because, I’m handsome, rich, and famous. Anybody would want a taste of my money, and would love to be able to say “I scammed the famous Zane Contorio out of his money.” 
This man sure is stuck-up.. Chi thought bitterly, but continued messaging him. 
Unknown: This is no scam. We are only messaging you because you are one of the few people that are able to afford these priceless artifacts and things, if you do show up, it will not be a disappointment. 
xxx-xxx-xxxxx (Zane Contorio): Hmm. Alright, I’ll be there. This better be worth my time.
Chi turned her phone off. 
“That was simple, this man sure is pretty easy to convince. And somewhat stupid as well. It was pretty obvious that it was a scam of some sort.” Chi said, putting her phone away in her bag. 
She was tired, and frankly too lazy to actually go to the auction area to set up the trap, so she attempted to do it from where she was. She snapped her fingers, setting up holograms in the form of shady men in black and armed with guns, ready to spring out when he arrived. Chi also attempted to make sure that whenever they shot their guns that actual bullet-holes would appear, and real pain and real blood would register if they shot something live. 
“I hope that works, well, only one way to find out. I’ll just wait and see if a checkmark appears by his name.” Chi said, walking over to an empty bus-stop bench that was right across from his mansion. she got out her list, and her watch, and watched the time and list. On the list, a check mark would appear next to a person’s name that has died, and in the correct way. 
Chi checked her watch. It was 5:10. She tapped her foot impatiently. 
“Only five more minutes until the ‘auction’ starts and he’s not even leaving?” Chi said to herself, annoyed, and wondering if he was even meaning to go at all. Finally, she saw a man in a white suit exit the large mansion, and get into a fancy car parked on the driveway. Chi flopped over, closing her eyes, pretending to be asleep and trying to look unimportant. 
She opened her eyes again when she was sure that the car was past her. She checked the radar, and he was headed to the right place. Chi began to again impatiently tap her foot on the pavement. She deeply regretted not bringing any sort of entertainment with her, such as a book or a journal. Instead, she found entertainment in watching the birds fight over birdseed inside a bird feeder that was hanging on a tree. Chi chuckled at watching the silly birds, and she continued to do so for a while. 
Chi looked down at her list, and saw the dark red check mark, that seemingly dripped with blood, next to Zane’s name. 
“Finally.” Chi said, getting up and stretching. She felt energized, and ready to begin reaping more. She badly wanted to get finished with the list as quickly as possible, and was almost nearly there. Chi got out her list, and read the next name, getting ready.
After several hours later, she had finally completed the list. After finishing the last death, the list turned to ashes in her hands, meaning that it was completed. 
“Ah, finally! That took a good while.” She said brightly, happy to have finally finished up. Reapers never got tired physically, but more so mentally. She had enough time to sit down and eat at a restaurant before her ‘curfew’. All reapers had curfews, to where they had to be back at Reaper Corp. (a name that the head reaper’s thought to be ‘more modern’ sounding) by midnight. 
Chi found a good restaurant, and went in. It wasn’t very fancy, but she always went there because f the fantastic food. Chi was a regular, to the point where most of the staff there recognized her and often addressed her by name. 
“Hey Chi!” The waitress greeted, a friendly smile spreading across her face.
“Hello!” She waved back. Chi began heading to her usual spot — the darkest corner in the restaurant, but stopped abruptly when she saw that someone was already there.
“Oh, yeah, sorry Chi, forgot to warn ya.” The waitress told her quietly. There was a teenage boy there, about her age, reading a book. She gasped loudly. “Eh, is something wrong? Look, I’m sorry, but we couldn’t have just ordered him out of your spot.” 
“No, no, it’s not that. It’s fine, don’t worry.” Chi assured her, and moved to the other corner, opposite from him. 
Isn’t it that boy from the bench? Chi thought questioningly. She couldn’t remember for sure, but they looked exactly alike, and so she assumed so. She looked away, and to the menu, but couldn’t help feel a prickle at the back of her neck. Chi quickly turned her head, and saw the man looking right at her, staring at her. She shivered, and looked back at her menu, trying to ignore him. 
“You ready to order, Chi?” The waitress asked, walking over. 
“Mhm, my usual, please.” She said politely.
“Alrighty, and to drink?” 
“Water.” 
“Okay, coming right up.” 
The waitress walked off, leaving Chi feeling unsettled. From the feeling she got, the man was still staring at her. 
Er, it’ll be alright. If he tries anything, I always have my scythe. Chi thought reassuringly to herself, although, after getting a good look at him, it didn’t seem like he could really injure her even if he really tried. He looked scrawny, to be blunt. After some time the waitress came back, balancing a tray on her hand. She placed a glass of water down on the table and Chi’s meal. 
“Thank you!” Chi said.
“No problem, enjoy your meal.” The waitress said politely, then walked off.
She began to cut into her meal, still feeling uncomfortable. She tried to shake the feeling off, and just tried to enjoy her meal. The man got up, and started walking over to her. She scooted back, to the corner of the booth. 
And that’s when the restaurant exploded.
Note: Hehe, we love cliffhangers now don’t we? //laughs evilly//
Now I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Sorry if it was a little short. Remember, I update this story chapter by chapter, so the next update will be the third chapter. Thank you so much for reading, and feel free to give me feedback in the comments <3Category:Original Stories (Unfinished)