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Kate had always wanted to be a mother. Sure she was a manager at her job but could have been both. She wanted to meet that perfect man her mother always told her was out there, and together they would have that child. They would see their child grow, learn to ride a bike. Make friends, graduate from school and find love and be that child that would have been proud to call her mother. To become a grandmother many times over and finally to pass away peacefully surround by those that loved her. But she was only 22 when she was murdered, alone with the monster who tortured her for hours before snuffing out her spark.
Kate lay there in the small clearing, her dead flesh rapidly cooling as snow began to fall. The trees whipped and tore in an unnatural frenzy, her shattered spark crying for loss, for vengeance and most of all for loneliness. The sun dimmed though there were no clouds in the sky. There was no bright light to bring Kate love and peace, just broken echoes of memories, tethered to the mutilated remains that had once held such promise and passion but was now a prison.
Daniel stood at the top of the tree, absorbing the sun, though physically he could feel it. Reapers were not allowed physical sensations, only emotions so the could feel the intense loneliness of servitude that only a suicide knows. Every suicide is a reaper, and every Reaper is tortured emotionally by the fact they can never move on, while they ushered millions to the portal to the Otherside.
Daniel was different though, being that his was out of necessity rather than despair. He had lain there slowly dying, gut shot by the Union soldiers during the battle of Gettysburg and damned if he was going to let them gut him. So he ended it himself, and has been a Reaper ever since. He long since dropped any old hatreds seeing as how all sparks that move on to the Otherside look the same.
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