Life Is Beautiful ch1

I watched as the girls body fell. A hole in her head, and gun in her hand. I couldn't take this one. She was the piper's to take, not mine. The piper and me had made a deal, he gets suicides, I murder. For the others, the naturals, the angels as some would call them, but not atheists. They wouldn't take them, the demons took them. 1

You know how everyone says, "Here lies an atheist, all dressed up and nowhere to go?" Well those people go to the dark ones, yes they had names. Demons as a mortal would call them, to the better educated, the dark ones. 2

I waited for the young girls soul to arise from her body, it didn't come. Either the girl had sold her soul , or the piper had gotten it before I had come. It was highly unlikely, yet possible. I looked around nervously, if I didn't have a soul to present to father soon, I would die. 3

After about five minutes, I got out my flute. I proceeded to play a soft melancholy tune, The Piper's Tune, as it was also known. The tune was used to summon the piper, yet very rarely played. AS I finished the tune I began to see a small fog appear.4

"What do thy want?" quipped a piper.5

"Have you retrieved this girl's soul?" I questioned.6

"No, we have not."7

"I feared as much."8

"She sold it, to Daemon."9

"I shall have a talk with him then"10

"Fine, now let me be." retorted the piper aas it disappeared.11

A piper is something you will never get to see it's true face, you should be glad. If you see their face it will instantly send you to hell and back. I personally, did not wish to experience this, so I kept my eyes downward when I had to summon one.12

I kneeled next to the girls dead body and looked over what was left of her face. It would truly be a shame to not get to see her eyes, but I might be able to if I found Damion.13

I looked at my arm, I had carved Damion's cell number into my bone a while ago, I supposed that I must need to find him again. The numbers were barely there anymore, but I could make out 44532. It was simple enough for me to remember. it was how many souls he had taken from the living.14

I picked up my cane and hit the ground five times. I find it funny that mortals portray my to be made of bone and have bugs and shit crawling out of me. Sure, I am made of bone but my bone is my flesh,it scars, it breaks, it can be cut, and it can be burnt. Then how they think I carry a scythe. Ha how queer! Why would I need a scythe? I don't kill the people, their already dead! imagine that a young skeleton such as myself carrying around a scythe. I'd look like one of those silly Halloween costumes. 15

I dreaded going to see Damion, he was such as hassle. But, it was required if I did not want to have to go to court with this matter. Stepping into the prison walk I began to look for his cell. I counted, 44529, 44530, 44531, 44532. I looked at his cell, it was special. To gain entrance I had to put in my entrance key. I looked down at the keypad they had and quickly typed in the numbers, 6677998845673829. Long number but easy to remember. The double numbers represented the numbers for hell, the madman, and heaven. The other numbers each represented my age,birth-date, and death-date. 16

Did I not mention that I was once alive? Well I was, I was a Jewish boy in the holocaust. One of the first killed actually. No I wasn't killed by a Nazi, I killed myself. I had gotten ah of my fathers hunting gun and put it to my skull. Yes, I know you're wondering how i managed to become Death itself or shall I say myself, then. Well I had a deal with death, if I could get three souls back from a demon in less than a week I would become Death. Well it turned out very easy to trick that demon out of those three souls. Damion was that demon ,too.17

"Hansel is that you?" I heard whispered from a dark corner.18

"Actually, it's Death now." I replied quietly.19

"Well come in then."20

I walked in and shut the door.21

"I need the soul you took from that girl." I stated getting right to the point.22

"You know as well as I that there are few atheists living today."23

"Yes I know but she was not atheist."24

"And am i to die then? Do you not remember what happened last time you betrayed me to get those souls?"25

I winced at this, "I remember very well. All to well."26

"I don't feel like fading just yet so I need it."27

"Damion... I need the soul."28

"As well as I. I should get this one, you killed me and broke me to get the last three."29

I hung my head and walked over to him. He glared up at me with cold and empty gray eyes. What had I done to him? I missed him. He used to have deep blue eyes so full of life, brown shaggy hair, and a gorgeous smile. What had I done...?