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Epilogue
Back in my chamber, the pavement colored rock walls felt like they were closing in on me and I couldn’t think straight. I stood up angrily, punched the wall with out patience, the pressure of every one’s lives are on my hands. What have I become? And it finally hit me. “I can’t do this anymore these people need to live.” I need to get to Lucifer but how? Where do I need to go? I can’t just summon him. Wait! How did I get sent the first couple of times? I cant remember... Okay what if I try to kill myself? What might happen? Maybe my own weapon can kill me. I lifted up my grey, long powerful scythe and tried slicing myself but it goes right through me it would not harm me! It’s really frustrating. I can’t think correctly or straight. How do I get to Hell? What if I jump down a volcano? Na that’s just stupid, or? No, no bad idea. How do I--
“You must go take Samuel Richard’s life!” His file opened up to me in my notebook. As I read through it he has his life figured out for him, he has four kids, a beautiful wife, he is the boss of the International association society company he has his life made for him, but there is nothing wrong with him. Why must I take his life? What has he done wrong? He helps his family, his company, why must he be up-rooted from all this? I responded to Lucifer “No!”
With the snap of his finger, bloody red room, fire-made desk, heat surrounding us, and black souls floating randomly everywhere. All of the sudden “It’s your occupation to take-” “The souls of living people. I know this, but Lucifer, I don’t want to be the Grimm Reaper anymore. I can’t do this anymore, I can’t take the lives of innocent people they didn’t do anything to deserve such inhumanity! It’s horrible to think after following them around and then taking their innocent lives in an instant it’s without sense and... and...”
“Does that sound familiar Alberto?” His deep voice made me realize most of my life I spent killing innocent lives and not even caring. I would just do it for fun or because they owed me money or something, how could I not consider them of having a good life or of their families? What if i was a victim?
“Well Alberto do you really think I’d let you off that easy? Just because you realize what you did before and feeling sorry for it isn’t enough, no ‘sorry’ can fix what you have done. For someone like you, dying and not spending time in hell doesn’t come free, there is one condition, because in the living world you were a ruthless killer who had no sentimental value towards those whom you killed and without thinking of the instability you had caused, the only way to stop being the Grimm Reaper ,for all this to end, you have to take the life of the one whom is most dearest and closest to your heart...you know who that is...”
“Me? T-take the life of her, but why? I couldn't, I shouldn’t and why her?”
“Reason is because you care a great amount for her, and since you were careless and ruthless when you killed innocent lives then you must pay the price with someone you love and care for.”
“But-”
“No buts it’s the only way.” His words made me regret ever killing people, even those who actually deserved it. “I can’t do it. There has got to be some other way?”
“There is no other way Alberto!”
“There’s gotta be!” And with that Lucifer took his leave and banished to his underworld where any possibilities of dealing were over.
I don’t know what to do anymore I have never felt so confused. What am I to do? How can I stop being the Grimm Reaper but still keep my beloved Cecilia alive? “My after life blows.”
I thought if I have to kill her, her file might show up in my notebook! I tried looking for my notebook... Found it! I opened up the book and found her file. With sincere thoughts I read her life and expectations and such, she is currently in a nine month pregnancy, as I noticed, she was still as beautiful as when I left, but it filled my head with anguish and disgust of what I have become, and how just now have I learned that she is pregnant, what kind of man was I that, I could not notice such a beautiful child was in her. What am I to do? What if? Na. But it could work I could fake her death! With a quick thought I jumped to my feet and thought it out. I went to the dead file room, but the repulsive aroma of death filled the air, despite the horrible smell, I searched. I got the file! Yes! I had my plan. With a swing of my scythe I jumped realms and put my plan in action.
Lucifer sent me to kill her so that’s what I will do. I had to wait for her pregnancy to be over. I had no time to really set up or let alone plan her death. If I don’t kill her maybe the other reaper will viciously kill her and I cannot let her die savagely, or at all for a matter of fact. She deserves to raise the child that has grown in her for nine months. I cannot do this she has every right to live as I did...
I picked up my scythe and opened a portal to Fourth street and Lincoln avenue. Saint Peterson hospital I am positive she will choose this hospital to labour in, she trusts only that hospital for what reason, I do not know.
As I walk inside the air was filled with hospital food, illnesses and death everywhere. I sensed anyone mostly everyone in here was soon to take there last breath. I looked towards the directory and I tried looking for the birthing and labouring floor... Success I Spotted it! Finally! As I picked up my scythe an old man walking by, about 62 in a wheelchair immensely ill, suffering with alzheimers, was staring at me thinking I was about to take his life. His eyes filled with tears, and his mouth frowning as he stared at me I just shook my head no just to comfort him as I walked by I tapped his shoulder and his heart stopped I also couldn’t see him suffer any longer.
Finally the fifth floor birthing and labouring, I never thought I would find myself on this floor, ever, even though I’m dead. I had to look for her room. So I started to walk up and down every hallway the first one, nope I didn’t see her. Second, neither, but halfway through the second hallway I happened to pass by the Newborn Nursery. All the little baby's were all bundled up in baby blue and baby pink fleece blankets, at the window I was thinking what if I was alive? How would I have changed my life around for a baby that were about to be mine? I wondered if I would change. I leaned away from the wall, and continued.
The third hallway as I was walking down normally I had passed by a certain room and I felt that she was in there, it was room 437 and I grabbed the papers that were in the beige folder it said “Cecilia *A. Chandler*” also everything like the information that I would receive but with more detail and medical records, and it also said things about the check ups they have had for the baby. It was a little girl I was so proud that I could, actually, cry but because I’m dead, I couldn’t. It was so exciting, actually being able to see Cecilia having her first baby, it was emotional. But I won’t be able to help her, that thought of not being able to touch her or talk to her made my happiness disappear. I desperately wanted to help her and tell her that I shall always protect her and be with her for the rest of her life.
I walked in to find Cecilia half sitting half laying down in a hospital bed with my mother, Monica, beside her helping her with the contractions she has been getting. The room smelled like cleanliness, like when you walk into a store and ever thing is new, the walls were a light purple-ish color with sterilized and sterilizing equipment everywhere. I saw Cecilia and she was still wearing the necklace with the gold heart I gave her a long time ago. She is beautiful, her silk, black hair with a shine from the autumn sun, her eyes with the spark of a blowtorch, and her smile her smile of great determination. he is the most gorgeous woman have ever seen. Then my mother said to Cecilia “Okay they are becoming more and more closer any minute soon u will be able to give birth to a beautiful, healthy baby. And I will help you through it alright?”
“Okay. Thank you for coming with me Monica I-” a huge contraction started the baby is ready to be born. Monica pushed the nurse help button and spoke into it “The baby is ready to come! Hurry!” I started panicking, I was shocked it’s happening my Cecilia is going to give birth “Oh my god!” I shouted, thinking everyone heard be but I guess not. I was excited. Two doctors and about six nurses rushed in with supplies, the room filled with a baby blue color as if there was a flood in the room. The doctors kept saying “I need you to relax right now do not start pushing yet we need to inject you in the back with the drug so you don’t strain yourself. Calm and relax.” I was just observing how put together this is all getting, but I got scared because she wouldn’t relax. Then the other doctor pointed out “We can’t relax her, her contractions are to much we must begin with getting the baby out, she won’t be able to hold it in much longer.”
“Alright lets get her to baby out!”
Cecilia kept pushing taking short and long breaths, and as I watched around the room four of the nurses left, it felt like the flood mellowed out, I have no idea why, but the two doctors and two nurses had stayed there one nurse was with Monica holding Cecilia’s hands, the other nurse had the scissors and blanket ready for the baby. As I was watching the baby getting pulled out I felt like I was about to pass out so I moved up to Cecilia and i was about to kiss her but I wanted her to kiss me back so it wouldn’t work.
She gave out one last push and I heard it! I finally heard it the baby’s cry she sounds so beautiful, she looked precious and as I gazed at her she got her umbilical cord cut off, she got wiped off and was wrapped in a pink blanket, Cecilia told the doctor “Brandy, I want to name her Brandy Monica Chandler.” That’s the name I told her about that I would want to name my daughter if I ever had one, I felt surprised and anxious. As Cecilia held her in her arms exhausted saying “It’s your mommy Brandy, I love you so much sweetheart I wish your father could see you now. He would be very happy to see you grow up.” The doctors now took the baby to the newborn nursery down the second hallway.
I saw Cecilia she was so worn out but still happy. My mother told her “You have done a great job delivering my granddaughter, and you did a better job then I did. Painful isn’t it?”
Cecilia smiles and response with a sigh “Very!”
Then the other reaper showed up and I picked up my scythe tears rose to my eyes, but she couldn’t see me and I thought it was odd. With an ax like reflex I swung the scythe completely down and missed. As it hit the floor and lodged in it i thought I can’t do this. I will fight you Reaper you will not kill her! She must live in advantage of raising a newborn life into this world. I can’t kill her I just can’t.
The reaper pointed his bone like finger at me and said “My son you have done well in this test for respect...” With a quick like motion I stood up and asked “What? What is this? Who are you?” He threw down his scythe and pulled off his hoodie. He was a man as healthy of all and had a hole in each of his hands and feet. In shock I couldn’t speak.
“You my son have done so much and learned everything I wanted you to learn and most of all you showed respect, honor, love, discipline, affection, and caring for others needs and I congratulate you on passing my test I have put out for you.”
“Uhm... I.... Huh?!”
“It was all a test my son to see if you deserve a second chance in life.”
"How? Wait this was a test?!"
"Yes everyone you got sent to kill were people that were planned to be killed and I needed by my side. Their times had come and we really needed to take them but you helped me. But now that you have had your chance working for me you are done. I hope you have learned the error of your ways in your past life before becoming a reaper.”
“I-I... Okay if I was working for you this whole time then who was Lucifer?”
“Well I was disguised as him the whole time. But as watched you, I had second thoughts about you this entire punishment it still didn’t look good enough. I had come to the conclusion that I do not think you should be accepted into heaven you still haven't showed the most important life lesson. When you were alive you killed many lives and did not care for anything, you separated families and hurt many people. For punishment I am-”
“Please do not say what I think your going to say please! I beg of you!”
“I am sorry Alberto very sorry but I must send you to hell to suffer the pain, and loss you made others suffer, this is the only way for you to pay the price. You still haven’t shown responsibility either.”
“Come on! I went though all this bull crap learning my lesson and having to help you get lives into heaven? What the hell kind of a bargain is this? You said I would stop being the Grimm Reaper.”
“Alberto I know you are upset, but in a way you are gonna stop being the Grimm Reaper but you will spend the rest of eternity with Lucifer, and be a weeping grimly in pain and suffering.”
With a quick blink Lucifer showed up brave, strong, powerful, and ready for exile. I wasn’t. As God frowned upon me and Lucifer smiling with an evil look on his face, it was all burning horribly into my soul. Lucifer sunk into the ground, grabbed my foot and dragged me down with him. Heat, sweat, blood and all.....
Day 1.....
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