Static that's all I felt as I kept falling, not some strange feeling that's unknown Its the feeling of when you lay on your arm or sit on the toilet for to long uncomfortable not agony but that was In the back of my mine as I fell as I moved my static lips all I could say was
"4.25 a-a-an hour w-w-what TH-e FUCK"
yes I'm being paid that much not by choice less then minimal, As the world of static kept closing in I saw it, not some strange being I saw it and felt it, the piece of the static reflected what I looked or how I look liked Instead of my old worn and torn windbreaker it changed into a teach wear wind breaker hoodie, I couldn't understand why is It changing ME Then it clicked
"MY Instance.....my reaper belief "
Like how the other reaper stated my form is changing, my hair went to dirty blonde to static like a TV screen static, I could barley tell because of the world around me but I could feel it, my eyes once green now light blue a shade so different yet so...me, my shorts went from black to dark grey cargo shorts and then black legging over my exposed legs and then my shoes just stayed the same nice regular black sneaker as I kept falling I heard it a Shutter click and as I look over my scythe as beautiful as ever and I grabbed it
*BANG*
"Ackh"
I hit floor and the static feeling is gone
-------POV shift Lords of death-------------------
one Dark hoodie with his cloak in it doesn't look like it been washed in years> with mask of multiple faces shifting his Scythe he was holding nothing to fancy regular scythe but at end is sword pointing down to floor
"Anubis were is he, he should be here by now "
as face shifted to cry of a girl then to a old man that was mangled like chopped in half as he said to vary tan man with gold runs in his tan skin he wore Jackal face mask and collar either (usekh/wesekh) and Basic sweat pants and a Scythe of ankh scepter with the blade of clothe
"Oh you know Mr popular, is trying to look young for the replacements"
then the mask of the other, then into confused cry boy with soot on its face
"Mr PoP-ular
"If hes stress"
Anubis said with a little knowing smile like he said something so funny
"Stress you say I should get him a nice apple it always helps me "
The face shifted to a mother who smiled sweetly, like mother who know its the last time to see her little boy,
"didn't your older brother do something like that Azearal?"
Anubis said confusingly like trying to remember something for history class but didn't care that much to remember and is just saying it to get answer from the teacher
"No it was a mortal something like Steve, gosh he was prick saying no angle could get him, like some sort of god, well to bad every being meets my blade...well a reapers blade at least "
The angle of death stated while Anubis listen..well barely, then a man in orange reflective baggy jeans they were bright purple, he was wearing tank top with chest hairs coming out, and with suspender over as he rode in on a scooter his Scythe has bunch of glow stick obviously tapped some fell off while he rode in the man looked old wear his gut was weighing down the scooter as he looked up at Anubis yes up he was about 4,9 inches tall as the Anubis was 5,11
"Ow whaaaaats uuuuup my zoggy zag doggggggg"
Anubis looked peeved his eye was twitching and the angle of death just looked like a confused like utterly confused
"Why Must YOU BE Like This"
the old man looked up while with his Shutter glasses that were yellow an said in the most young" and hip" voice he could muster
"Dogwood don't hate me because I'm beautiful, and have my young hip homie write me in there novels, if you up your image maybe just maybe you could get more then one MAN-whaaaa after you"
Anubis look like he was about cough of blood not because of
"Thanotos YOU are literally one of the oldest beings alive "
Anubis said in most dry tone in death and life as the angle of death kept summoning apples and saying
"A apple a day keeps the nurse god away so have apple to keep the dementia to stay away.... didn't know reaper gods could get it?"
the angle of death said as both Anubis and Thanotos look at him like he was some sort of freak of nature as Anubis Muttered under his breath
"Why is the oldest reaper god acting "young" and the most newest reaper god acting like a old man, who promoted you guys"
*cough*
all three of turn to the cough and a main with the belief of Imperfect with stretched skin over a tire were his head is He bowed as he said
"My lord the first reaper is finishing the reform some will follow soon "
the angle death turned and waved his had up like ruler over a kingdom like something he owned
"Ah yes little reaper is right I think its time for welcome ceremony"
as the angle death said that his masked shift to a kid with green eyes that looked broken
cough* "sirs?"
they all turn look at little reaper with tire head
"you all need shoes they wont let you in if you don't"
they all look down... they didn't have shoes what being that could fly and reaps souls need shoes for?
"...Fine"
-------------back to main POV---------------------
"ACH" "uoou" "ooof"
That's what I heard as I lay there looking up at steam punk pipe roof, I Took a deep breath and and then got up my scythe in hand as I look around, reapers I'm guessing as some looked like blood or feather and one looked like a apple loving note book dropper but eh teach there own, but unlike me who seemed to know whats going most look horrified....oh no
SCREAM*
That what I was waiting for but as I look around I could see some that look normal not appearance like some they were told and then it click
"Right why would they go out of there way to tell all of us?"
I said mumbling, but as I said that I realize I'm being looked at not by one but by all as turn my head up and look around I realize why....I'm different not appearance there were a couple humanoid reapers, I'm the only one with my scythe
"Did you do it!?"
by a Girl with clown makeup like old clown she had purple long hair that seemed to have glitter as I look at her Something clicked, I'm not used being looked at I'm photographer and you not supposed to look at the camera man at all, it ruins the photo and something shuttered
"What? "
I remembered how he said it the reaper not with power with presences, as If I was just customer, and as photographer lets educate the customer as twirled my scythe behind my back griping the second handle where the red button was as I lean over her
"Do you even understand what you did?"
"wha-wha you aren't scary"
she said in a voice that wasn't up to the confidence she facade, as if her lens of protection was about to crack
"What do think the number one rule is to a person when you get your picture.....you don't look Directly at the lens, and do you think have a right because you could grab me"
As I said that my brain was thinking why am I being this mad, It doesn't make sense as I said that, I could hear my camera lens on my scythe focusing and unfocusing, until it focused on last time and the light went red right next to the lens like it found a picture perfect seen, a real art was about to be form as I was to try a get a perfect picture, a scythe of rubber and bone and flesh stopped me were blade meet shaft was a wheel spinning daring me to try Because if I do... Ill be imperfect
"Kid Killing a reaper on the first day ain't smart"
as I look a head I could see the clown go from white to WHITE as I turn my head I saw him Imperfect the reaper who came to collect me as I look at him I tried to calm my self
"Kid you need to understand, you are not allowed to do that, you just got reformed your whole being is a mess"
That made sense like terrifying sense, it would also make sense to the clown girl as well, who runs up and grab a man by the collar with a scythe at his side? as I turn to her and nodded no bow It felt wrong to bow for some reason but a nod was much more easing as I said
"I'm sorry it was not my jurisdiction to reap your life "
she stumbled back
" W-what do you mean"
"Ah well yes, we were hired as reapers little clown"
As I said in picture perfect tone