It was a bright and sunny day, the sun was shining and the birds were singing...
Nah, you didn't think I'd really say that, did you? (And if you did, let me just tell you that the wall over there and your face are a match made in heaven. You may now kiss the bride.)
I decided to take Jane into the tree place - what do humans call this again? Nevermind that for now. I actually had to carry her there since she was too weak from exhaustion - and for a six-year-old, she was rather thin and light. I don't know if that's a good or bad yet.
"Why did you bring me here, big sister? Daddy said I'm not supposed to follow anyone."
Oh darn, this girl was cute. Nevertheless, I put her down, and crouch down so that my eyes met hers without any one of us having to look up or down. "But daddy isn't here."
"I guess."
I smile and offer my hand. She places her small hand into my palm and we walk.
We walk for what seems to be twenty minutes before I stop at a large oak. I let go of her hand.
"Please don't leave me too?"
I put my finger to her lips. "Never."
She keeps silent as she watches me climb onto a low branch of the tree, then I offer my hand again and help her up. I made her climb onto my back as I hopped swiftly from branch to branch . Once I reached a rather impressive height, I placed her down on the thick branch.
"I'm scared, big sister."
"There's nothing to be scared of when I'm around."
Her whining quietens down and I look out from where we were perched. "Do you feel alone sometimes?"
She nods. "When daddy went to sleep. I only had him after mommy left."
I kept quiet. "Daddy may not be able to wake up. Unless..."
A thought struck me. Maybe I could try to take her home, and show her how new souls were created. Maybe she could see her daddy again.
"Tell me, Jane, do you want to have a little brother?"

The look on Jane's face is immediate; priceless. Her eyes sparkle with enthusiasm, suspicion and curiosity all at once.
"How?"
I say nothing but place her on my back and swiftly jump off the branch. She cringes and tightens her grip on me, but relaxes as I run through the forest, the pines whispering peace through their leaves. A warm breeze blows past, embracing us like a beloved child.
The journey back to my home was rather swift -- down a cave near the ruins where a bombing had taken place years before. That was when we started reaping the souls.
I take her down to the lab where a few dozen times thousand glass vials stood. Jane reached out to touch one, but I place my hand on her arm gently. "You don't want to risk losing your daddy for ever, do you?"
She shakes her head.
My father strides in. His cloak falls over his face as usual, and his scythe is held high and menacing. Jane huddles behind me.
She starts crying. My father steps closer.
"Do not let me remove your name as a candidate for the heir of the Reaper family, Riley."
And with that, he strides out of the room.
I squinted my eyes; I was never going to let my brother, Claudius become the heir anyway.
Do you wonder why I haven't mentioned him so far? The disgraceful jerk just plays around everyday. He is seventeen but acts like an eight-year-old. He often murders to reap souls, and then tells my father that it was a rather unfortunate day. One day I will avenge his victims.
I opened a bottle - the orange mist inside seems restless. It hits the glass walls with such great impact it was starting to show scratches and even cracks. Holding the golden handle of a small wooden box in my hands, I pulled it and there was a few hundred sets of plastic bottles, tinted pink and blue. "Pick a blue one, Jane," I whisper. She wastes no time in fishing out one from near the back of the box. I smile and take it from her hands - a pink embryo lay inside, swimming in the water, which was the color of the sunset. The remains of an orange egg were scattered on the bottom of the glass.
"What is this, big sister?"
"It's a baby." I do not tell her any more, but all the glass bottles here contained embryos which either met with a miscarriage or they were aborted. We often found quite a few at the birthing rooms and the nursery at the hospital.
I poured the orange liquid into the bottle with the embryo. They played around for a while, and the more the orange liquid moved around in the water the embryo swam in, the more diluted it became until finally, there wasn't an orange mist anymore, but the water had became orange. The embryo doubles in size, then triples, and finally it makes a few cracks in the glass as it grows bigger. I carefully smash the glass, holding the embryo in my hand after all the liquid was gone, and watched as it stopped doubling in size.
"Jane, this is your daddy, as a baby."

((hehehe Just saying, exelent story and guess what! My name Is Rylee and my dad has a grim reaper tatoo >:D))

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I absolutely adored that story!

Do you plan on writing more? I would love to read a sequel :3