[ WP ] The personification of death takes time off to talk a young teenager and her little brother out of committing suicide .

I ’ ve been around for a while, especially in this part of the world on which I ’ ve been assigned too. This planet is such a drag. Don ’ t get me wrong there is a lot of work to be had here for my brothers and sisters, but the things I ’ ve seen have taken their toll on me. It also doesn ’ t help that my purpose has not yet been made known to me. If I knew, well, maybe I would feel better. 
 
 It ’ s pretty frightening what these creatures are capable of, these humans as they like to call themselves. They think so highly of themselves yet here I am in one of their war torn continents busy as ever, which is hardly a compliment to their existence. I ’ ve grown tired of walking around here, staring at faces that will never know their world again. Me and my family take them when their time arrives. 
 
 That ’ s one thing these creatures, these monsters always forget. They always forget that there is a time for when I take them. Heck, during this war alone of I ’ ve taken millions. I can read their thoughts as their final moments pass, always taken too soon according to them. Hey, I ’ m just doing my job. It ’ s not my fault that they ’ ve burned up their own timelines. 
 
 Today was a bit different though. I don ’ t know what got to me. Maybe I was over worked, or maybe I was just sick of it. I don ’ t know. I arrived at a home and took a father, a mother, and a new born who were showered by bullets. In my anger at this horrible scene, I ricocheted bullets at some of the soldiers and took them too. I was done for that day, I had my sister take over for me. 
 
 I stared at those soldier ’ s lifeless bodies and I cast fire to them. I know their kind, and they would be praised as heroes for their so called noble actions. I won ’ t have it. Not today. Let those who sent them here not have the satisfaction of a proper burial. I watched the soldiers under the same flag come over the hill and they bore witness to the fire finally finishing, and they took note of who died that day. 
 
 My sister found me later that day. I was sitting at another country looking at some ridiculous statue, they can be so full of themselves sometimes. 
 
 “ You know what you did ” said my sister. 
 
 “ You would have done the same thing ” 
 
 “ I have done the same thing, yet I have not done it twice. ” She stared at the statue. Silence stood between us. 
 
 “ Do you know why? ” said my sister solemnly. 
 
 “ Like I care. You ’ ve seen what they ’ ve done! They act yet no justice is acted upon them from their own kind! If I have to work here then I ’ ll make do with what I ’ m given and act how I want too. ” 
 
 “ I know you ’ re new to this planet and creatures of this type, but there ’ s more that you haven ’ t seen. You can ’ t treat these creatures like you did the previous planet you were at. All you ’ ve known is plant life and very simple creatures, one ’ s that never deviate from their set rules. Death has a different weight here. ” 
 
 “ I will have no sympathy to those who act so cruelly beyond their set rules to destroy others of their kind. Indeed, death does have a different weight here. It ’ s meaningless. It is a page that is turned without being read. Death is weightless. ” 
 
 “ Very well then, if that is how you feel then I ’ m afraid you have a new assignment. Be patient, for it is not one you ’ ve encountered yet. ” My sister left, the statue now lying on the ground in a pile of ruin. They must think themselves so clever knocking things down. 
 
 I arrived at the location. It ’ s nice to see a home without a goddamn hole in its side for once. I opened the front door and the smell of bread with coffee instantly hit me. Say what you want about these creatures, but they do like maximizing the pleasure of their senses. Heck, it ’ s probably the next best thing their good at other then killing each other. I walked into the house but there was no one around. I open the next door and their they were. 
 
 A pool of blood and two bodies lying on the ground next to each other. One was a teenager and next to her was what appears to be her younger brother. I looked around their room. There was so much they haven ’ t seen yet. I looked at a photo of her family that was set on her bedside table. Now I knew why I was sent here. 
 
 I left the room, closed the door, knocked twice, and opened the door once more. There they were still alive, holding the razors ready to slice when they noticed me. They were frightened but my form became pleasant and their fear was settled. 
 
 “ Who ’ s that in photo? ” I asked as they stared at me in shock. 
 
 “ I…umm…that ’ s our family. ” Said the teenager, never taking her eyes of me. Her brother was behind her looking over her shoulder, the razors now forgotten. I picked up the photo of four people, and I recognized and confirmed the identity of the man whose life I took. The damn soldier. I looked at the teenager and her younger brother and I knew their thoughts and their hearts. A man who raised children like these couldn ’ t have killed out of malice, couldn ’ t have been a monster. Such a man would have been forced to commit those acts. I was the monster that broke these poor two hearts. I can ’ t take my decision back either, I already took their father. Once their taken, they can ’ t be brought back, not like I did his two children. They were spared by my family, by my sister. She gave me this assignment. 
 
 I turned back to the children and reach out to their minds with mine and made myself known. They saw me and knew who I was, what I was. They knew that I was the one here to take them. 
 “ So this is it? ” said the teenager. 
 
 I looked around the room. Their mother would be here soon. She went out to talk to the father ’ s family about what to do for her husband ’ s memory. I left the poor woman without her husband ’ s body to morn over. 
 
 “ I know your pain for I have seen into your hearts. You know what I am, and you know what I ’ ve done. You know what your father has done. You know that I ’ ve taken your father. Know that he didn ’ t do what he did willingly and that he did not suffer when I took him out of my foolish anger. I know now that his death had weight. I will honor his memory with a promise, a promise that you must also keep. ” 
 
 They stared at me, scared and confused. Tears in their eyes, I knew their hearts and they were darkened because of me. 
 
 “ I will lengthen your family ’ s lives and when your time comes I will take you all personally. You shall go from this dreadful planet peacefully. My only condition is that you live your lives to the fullest possible happiness and that you not take your own lives. I must warn you, it will not be easy, but note there are things yet to be seen that you must lay witness too. Your presence has made a mark on me, a permanent one, and you ’ re now very dear to me. ” 
 
 They looked at me and I reached out with my mind once more, and I knew their minds again. I read their hearts and I knew the promise was kept there. I left their home and took a cup of coffee on my way out. 
 
 If there was one thing these humans know, is how to live their lives to the fullest. 
 
 

