"Claie, you seeing this?" I looking up to the roof on a building to see a man sitting there. In my ear was the voice of a teenage girl. "I am. Gathering data." I began to run towards the building, as Claie was speaking. "Cas, leave." I was confused as I phased through the building & into the stairwell. "What? Leave? Claie someone might die!" she huffed. "Please, Miss Cas, I'm begging you. You won't like who you s-" "Too late!" I got to the roof & let out a gasp. He was tan like me, natural silver hair, black shirt, jeans, black jacket with red gloves. He turned around & smiled sadly, waving.
"Jack? Jack what are you doing up here?"
"Dunno how you got up here Cas."
"That's not important. Those people... down there... they think you're gonna jump."
"Jack, they have tripods set up to record your death."
"Well, at least some of them care."
"Jack... listen... you don't have to do th-"
"SINCE WHEN DID YOU CARE!?!"
"Don't even come at me with that 'I've always cared' bullshit!"
"Jack, what are you talking a-"
"JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP & LISTEN TO ME FOR ONCE!!!"
I was shocked as he stood up, now on the ledge, screaming at me. Jack's always been stoic, only ever showing emotion when he was playing violin or singing. "We used to be best friends! You were the only one who cared about me! But then... ever since Freshman year, you've... you've changed. For fucks sake Cas, you never even spoke to me in class!" I took a step forward. "Jack, you have no idea what happened & I'm not mad about that. But you gotta understand, I've been busy-" "Helping your mom... tch, same shit you always text when you bother to answer me. What do you tell Genna & Harley huh!?!" I froze. "Cas, his emotional state is too high. Talk him down or else." I took a deep breath. "Jack... please... please, step down from the ledge. We can talk, make amends. I never meant to hurt you, & I am so sorry. Rockas foeva remember?" He shook his head as Claie spoke in my ear. "Readying your AC double scythe." I took the chance & ran to him; he took a step back & began to fall. I lept off, my twin scycle materializing in my hands. I held my hands up as the blades cut through the air. I managed to fall faster than Jack, & sank into the ground, pulling him with me.
I sighed, now in a black dress with black sleeves, turning a dark pink in an ombre. Growing out of my back were metal wings & out of my face & under my neck was black fur. My tan skin became a bit pale & my black hair now has an ombre to pink. My eyes are glowing magenta as I stare at Jack; he hasn't moved in about 5 minutes. I sighed, now kneeling next to him. "Sorry bout this Jack-A-Boy." I placed a small kiss on his lips; he bolted right up. "What-where, where am I? What's going on?" I tapped my black boots with magenta wings on the floor. "Let's see... we had an argument & you threw yourself off the building & died." he looked at me, paler than ever. "S-So why are you here? N-N-No way... did you... jump after me?" I nodded. He looked at his hands. "I-I'm dead... heh, even Death plays dirty." he curled up into a ball. "Showing me you... God, this is the worst punishment." I sighed. "Jack, look here. Look at what I'm wearing for 2 seconds." He did & his green eyes grew wide.
"Y-You're a Demon!"
"What the- seriously!?!"
"... So you're not a Demon?"
"Are you... Azrael? Abbadon?"
"Lay off the Supernatural dude."
"Give the kid a gold star."
I said in a mocking tone. "Yeah, I'm a Reaper. Tangible Reaper too & if you want-" I looked him in the eyes. "I can give you a second chance at life..." he stared at me. "I know it can't make up for how I've acted towards you, but maybe this is a decent start?" Jack looked at me & chuckled. "It's a good start." I smiled back at him. "Ok, don't freak out." he snorted. "Why would I-MPH!" I kissed him as the area began to glow.