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Old 12-09-2014, 11:08 PM

"Welcome to the afterlife, Your file says you were a very good person. Congratulations you get to go to Heaven. Say Hello to St. Peter for me!"

Setting

October 17th, New York city current year. High above the sky line a unseen figure sits observing the late night beauty of the city. The figures dark cloak flutters in many breezes that flutter by, he seems unfazed by the chill of winters threat. Many spirits wander the same scene and drifting aimlessly across streets, building and even the black night sky.

Characters


Quin/AKA Grim- Age Unknown though looks to be in his mid 20s. Grim Reaper Class A, for North American continent. Son of Lucifer and Alcyone, older brother to twin sisters Athea and Asera. 8th in line to rule over all of Hell. He is in charge of punishments within the 9th Circle of hell reserved for betrayers. Though this is his Charge, Grim passed the task to his sisters who find the vast frozen land entertaining. Grim spends most of, if not all of his time working as A grim reaper, or sulking in his home in the Alaskan wilderness. He prefers Solitude and cold, and the company of his young apprentice Markus.

Markus- 112 year old Apprentice (Maintains a 12 year old appearance) to Grim, currently ranks 3rd in a class of over 30 million. Markus was once a orphaned human boy, who through many trials and tribulations managed to somehow become adopted by a very well family. Though after his mother became pregnant and complications arose both his mother and unborn brother were lost. Sinking into depression Markus father drank himself into a noose leaving Markus once again orphaned. Not long after he became ill and died on the streets. At the time Grim was also suffering and in need of a companion, he saw something in Markus and decided to take him in and teach him how to become a Grim reaper. Markus still has Reaper training ahead of him but still manages to be almost top of the class.

Death- Real name Unknown. This is death, much of his history is unknown. All that is known about him, is that he head of the North American Content and over seas all operations. He has a strong fondness for Grim of whom was his personal apprentice at one point. He still shares a strong friendship and almost fatherly affection for the young man. Death also Keeps a strong Neutral position to any Heaven/ Hell "wars" as is the responsibility of all Grim Reapers. When "at work" Death is nothing more than a Skeleton in a Cloak. But when "off work he maintains the appearance of a 30 year old aristocrat from the 1800's

Staten/Lucifer/ Devil-
Betrayer of Heaven. Fallen Angel. He need not be explained. Though he is quite ruthless and cunning, he can be quite the charmer as well. He has had a total of 9 Wives with at least 10 sons, 8 daughters and countless offspring due to numerous "Flings". His goal in Life is to prove humans are below him as well as over throw God. He maintains the appearance of a 35 year old, with Gothic attire and a seductively piercing gaze.

God/ the Almighty/ Ala/ I could go on....-
Ruler of the heavens, bringer of all that is good, benevolent and just lord. Shall I continue? Though he is all that mankind looks up to God is quite the busy man, creating running, controlling and testing those sweet frail and human creatures. Though he only looks like a 10 year old do not be fooled, this form is taken to both contain and maintain the tremendous power that he has.

Memnone- Son of Lucifer, and next inline to the throne of hell. Nothing is known about him other than his Quiet,calculating and "do not touch me" deminor. He is always at the side of his father learning, watching, waiting and being unnervingly silent. Rarely does he "wander" away from Lucifer side. The 28 year old appearance and cold eyes make for an attractive allure.

Damien- 4th in line to the throne, Damien is charge of the River Styx and all those punishable for their Wrath and sullenness This 28 year old, though much older, is determined to seize control of the human realm no matter the cost. Seating with hate for his younger brother Grim, Damien has made numerous attempts to ruin the young mans life. He succeeded once by brutally murdering a young Human Girl that Grim had fallen in love with while still an apprentice. As a result she was sent to heaven while Grim was forced to remain a reaper never to see his beloved again. Damien has also made countless attempts to seize control of the human realm but has been caught and punished each time.

7 Archangels- Gabriel, Michael, Raphael, Uriel, Raguel, Remiel and Saraqael. All have their place in Heaven and have zero tolerance for Demons, and "Hell Dwellers". They even detest Isabel who was once human but forced to become demon. they have a strong distrust for the Grim reapers but tolerate them much more than they do Grim or demons.

Isabel Camble- A 25 year old grad student studying teaching in New York. At the age of 15 Isabel ran away from her Los Veges Nevada home due to her mothers constant drinking, partying, and promiscuity. finding odd jobs here and there Isabel made her way to New York, gained her GED and began college. She rescued a golden retriever from the streets and he is now her most loyal companion. Both She and her loyal friend Samuel, were murdered and given a new life as demons. Isabel also is a serious weapon forgotten, found and to be used as a tipping point in

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Old 12-14-2014, 12:14 AM

My name is Isabel Camble, and one day my life was flipped on its head and turned around. I never expected what happened could happen to me, and I never would have thought that somebody like him would have agreed to this whole thing. It all started about 10 human years ago, while I was still studying in school.


Isabel sat quietly typing away on her laptop in a local coffee shop, she had a midterm paper due that after noon and had finally the right ideas and information to be able to finish the paper. She was nearly finished when her cell phone rang, it was one of her best and first friends she had ever made once she got to New York.
"Hello, Amy" She said With a smile as she leaned back in her chair and picked up her coffee.
" IZZY!!!! OMG YOU WILL NOT GUESS WHAT I DID TODAY!!" Amy shouted into the phone. Isabel laughed and proceeded to listen as Amy told her about a boy and a date and some other things that Isabel wasn't too interested in. Though as she listened she did manage to finish her paper, as well as send it off to her professor.
"There, just need to get a printed version!" She muttered causing Amy to inquire what she was up to. "HU? oh nothing Amy I was just listening and finishing a paper."
"OHHHH Izzy your so focused! What was it you were going for again!? Glorified babysitter!?" Amy giggled.
"NOO I'm taking childhood development, and am working towards a Teaching degree for all grades!" Isabel stated sounding a little perturbed.
"Oh Izzy, I know I know." Amy giggled "Your going to be the best teacher ever, I just gotta give you a hard time!"
" I know I'm just a little stressed is all!" Isabel stated with a heavy sigh. "These midterms have me really stressed"
"It ok Izzy, You can do it!" Amy stated. "Now I will let you get back to work, You have to print that paper remember!" She added a smile clearly evident in her voice.
"Yeaaahhhh I totally have to get that done!" Isabel giggled before saying goodby and hanging up. With another heavy sight Isabel finished her cup of coffee and payed her bill.

The rest of her day went quite well. All test, papers, and assignments were completed with ease, and by the end of her day Isabel was quit revealed to be finished with school for the next two weeks. She rode the bus to a stop a few blocks from her apartment and then walked the rest of the way. It was about 8pm and she was quite exhausted, not only mentally but Physically as well. lugging both her back pack and Laptop bag around all day was exhausting. Heaving a sigh Isabel began the 5 floor climb to her apartment, nit was a long climb after a long day, but knowing her couch was waiting for her made it just a little easier.

Things began to take a strange turn for Isabel's amazing day, once on her floor she began to feel detached from herself, somewhat cold, and even afraid to go into her own apartment. Each step closer increased these sensations, and it began to get worse once she could see her door. It was broken open and only slightly cracked open. She could hear the sound of someone inside pleading with someone else and cursing her dog. A shot of fear ran through her as she had a quick impulse to burst into her apartment. Without realizing it she did so in one full motion she dropped her bags swung open the door, flipped on the lights and grabbed a baseball bat that she kept by the door for days when she wanted to play ball.
"Who's In here!" She shouted as she stormed in hoping her beloved animal was safe. He wasn't, the golden furred dog lay by the door in a puddle of blood. Isabel gasped before looking around to find two men on the floor. One was making a horrible gurgling noise as he lay on his back while the other was aiming a gun at her shock and fear in his eyes.
"Who are you! Why are you in my house!" Isabel shouted her stance was ready to swing in case he came at her.
"This is your stupid dog!" The man muttered. "This is your fucking Dog!" he then shouted. "It killed my boy, Your dog killed my boy!" he proceeded to stand and aim his gun at Isabel. The girl stepped back a little as the man advanced, She swung at him missing and making him jump forward the gun now at her head. "This is your fault!" He shouted quite angry now.
"No please!!" Isabel Pleaded as she found herself dropping her bat and being forced to her knees. "I'm sorry pleas don't!" She pleaded her hands up.
"Your damn right your sorry Bitch, Sorry you ever walked into this place!" He shouted anger griping his voice as he pushed the gun to Isabel's head. Isabel contained to plead with him as he breathed heavy, cursed her and pushed the gun to her head. "Shut UP!" he finally shouted causing her to yelp before quieting down. "What do you have to say before I kill you!" He asked sounding quite calm.

Isabel found her self shaking now, fear griping her as she looked up at the man and taking a deep breath. She found herself thing quickly grasping for everything that she wanted to say and everyone she wanted to see.
"Well What do you have to say!?" The man asked glaring down at her.
"I wish we could have met under happier circumstances. I also wish I could have had the chance to teach!" She stated before finding herself free of everything before the sudden sound of a click and a bang sent her into a deep and painless darkness.


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Old 12-14-2014, 05:59 PM

Down, down, down, into the depth of hell a meeting was being held. God and Satan were discussing the fate of a single soul. It was a young girl with nothing really special about her other than her determination, strength through adversity, and her ambitions. Other than that she was really quite a normal girl, and well Satan wanted her. Though she was bound for heaven later in her life, the dark angel wanted her for a son of his.


"He is quite lonely you know!" Satan stated sounded a little bored as he sat at a long table many of his top soldiers and his first three sons sitting among him. " You do remember what happened don't you......Holy Father!?" he added with a slight sneer.

"The Lord is well aware of what happened with your....offspring!" The Archangel Michael stated rather angrily and forcefully as he stood up to confront his fallen brother. "What you are asking is out of the question!" He added before seating himself and regaining his composure. His brother Angels remained stoic and calm while the young face of God showed much thought and contemplation.

"You would do well to control your emotions, Michael, lest you wish to fall far and fall hard!" Memnone the first in line stated with a slight smile on his lips. He enjoyed pointing out any and all flaws with the angels god loved most and trusted deeply. His statement however struck a cord with all on the light end of the table. They all glared hard at the young man and muttered a small curse to him. Memnone only chuckled before leaning back in his chair.

"Peace my children, peace."
The small voice of God cooed before he stood up in the chair that he sat. He was indeed in the shape of a child, 10 years old would have been the best guess, and being in this form made him seem quite innocent, quite harmless. But that was far from the truth, innocent he was but harmless oh no, God was not harmless at all. If he so chose God could wipe all of hell clean with one thought leaving only Satan and Memnone perhaps.
"Taking all things into consideration, I have but a few questions My Fallen child!" God said as he placed both hands behind his back.
"Then ask, my father..." Satan stated as he leaned forward both elbows on the table and hands clasped together.
"Why this Girl? Their are Hundred, Thousands, Millions of Girls that wander the earth, Why her?" God asked his head tilting to the side slightly his face showing concern.
"Because She is beautiful, Determined, Strong willed, and someone who can bring peace to my youngest sons heart!" Satan stated with a small sigh.
"Why not choose one less pure of Soul?" god asked again his head still slightly tilted.
"Was, not Abigale the same when he fell in love with her? Was She not the same in many ways before a foolish boy took her from his brother thus causing his depression?" Satan counter asked. God nodded his head as he took the counter into his thoughts. It was a long moment before God spoke again.
"Why so soon? She is yet so young and has so much to give, she has such a long life ahead before she is set to the afterlife!" God stated concern showing more on his face. He looked almost hurt by the thought of taking this girl away from the earth. Satan on the other hand became a little irritated.
"She is of the proper age and earthly knowledge for my son." He stated his brows knitting together slightly as he spoke. "Any older and she would be nothing more than a old women trying to live with a young boy. Patience would be lost on both sides, and neither would become happy!"
"And Happiness is what you wish over all!?" God asked sounding rather suspicious.
"What father doesn't want Happiness for his son...s." Satan replied. "Some of my Sons would be at their happiest if I were dead, But i cannot grant that, so I must do my best to find their second happiness." He added glancing at the three sons that sat about him.
"I see......" god paused for a long moment, he looked at all of his Archangels and some of his top Soldiers, they all looked as if they wanted to tear the fallen apart and end all war and strife. Sighing he continued. "I shall allow this, Though it is deeply painful and sad to know that such a promising girl must be taken from the earth." he heaved a heavy sigh before mumbling that "She could have changed so much."
"Yes, but she will now preform her work from this world!" Satan states with a smile as he and his end stood. The Angels did the same and with a small bow they all assented with a blinding white light, and were gone from the table and the room.

Satan looked at all of his men and sons before waving his hands for them to leave. All did so except Memnone, who was always at his fathers side.
"Do you know why I want that girl My son?" Satan asked as he walked rather bord like from the table.
"Because she is purer than any Archangel under the thumb of God?" Memnon said as he fallowed two steps behind his father.
"Yeeessss, but what else?"Satan asked still walking rather bored like.
"She can be used as a weapon of sorts I suppose?" Memnon said not really knowing how "special" this girl was.
"Correct, If placed in the right hands she will make for a powerful weapon agent God, and can be used to turn this war around." Satan said as he turned on his heel to face the young man. "And if all will go to plan, I can turn that Pure Soul into a rather dark one that I can harness and control, Grim just needs to cooperate"
"Are you so sure he will?" Memnone asked avoiding direct eye contact with his father. "You know his contempt for you, and well any thing you tell him to do!"
"Yes, he is quite the problem child isn't he!?" Satan stated sounding irritated. "But I will make it so he has no choice." He continued as he turned away from Memnone and towards a large throne within the large hall.
"How are you going to do that!?" Memnone asked as he began to fallow his father again. "He has never really done as he was told, you know!" Memnone said now standing next to his father as the walked.
"Yes, but he will not know what is happening before it is too late and he cannot refuse!" Staten said with a small laugh. "In one fell swoop he will escort a soul to hell, and have a wedding, how happy he will be!" He continued to laugh finding his plan rather amusing. Memnone on the other hand did not seem as amused. he only shook his head knowing a lot of yelling and a lot of fighting was in his near future.


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