We where on our way back home when we got attacked by some shabby looking hobo.
"Give me your fucking money!" He hissed and held a knife up to my face.
"Seriously you really have bad luck."
Normally I would just use my powers to disappear but John was standing right next to me and it wouldn't work on him.
"GIVE ME YOUR MONEY!" the guy demanded again.
I shock my head and laughed.
"No thanks."
He starred at me completely dumbfounded. It probably never had happened to him that someone reacted that way to a rubbery but he also probably never tried to steal from a grim reaper.
I tried to walk past him when he stabbed me in the stomach.
Ofcourse the knife couldn't hurt me.
With my inhuman strength I threw him to the ground.
"John could you maybe leave us alone for a moment? I think that scumbag needs a little lesson."
He just nodded and left.
The other guy was whimpering and trying to mumble something.
With a quick move I grabbed his throat and leaned down to him.
There was one really nice trick we reapers could do if we wanted to. It was showing someone all there potential death just by looking into there eyes deep enough.
When I showed the thief that he started to cry like a little child and even pissed himself.
After I was done I let go of him and just walked in the same direction that John had taken.
I saw him leaning against a wall with his arm around his chest.
"Did you....kill him?" John asked with a worried look.
"Ofcourse not. I just showed him all the ways he could die."
"You can do that?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes."
John was clearly thinking about something and I had a pretty good idea of what he thought.
"I'm not going to tell you."
"Why not?"
"Because it would make you paranoid and fearful of everything."
"But maybe it wouldn't."
"No John. It definitely would. So stop asking."
We started to walk down the street towards our apartment building.
"Hey I know that you aren't allowed to interfere with destiny and stuff but if you would know that I would die....like in a few minutes or so.....would you tell me?"
"That depends."
"Depends on what?"
"If you are getting on my nerves at that moment or not."
John slapped my shoulder.
"Dude I'm serious!"
I rolled my eyes and told him that if his time ever comes I would make sure to be the one that takes his soul to the afterlife.
"Do you promise?"
"Yeah. Yeah. Till death do us part and shit."
That had John laughing.
"Sorry but you know I'm already dating someone. Oh and by the way I want you to meet her."
I frowned and asked him if I really had to.
"Yeah definitely because she actually could be the one. " he said with a wide grin on his face.
"Yeah right. Just like the last 5 women where 'the one'."
Being a Grim reaper sounds cool to some and scary to other's but for Dave it's not so much different then being alive.
Becaus even being dead doesn't save you from having to deal with a job you hate, stubborn 'customers', an overly cheerful roommate, a perverted best friend and overall the day to day struggles we all go through.
This Book is a slice of life, dark comedy story from the viewpoint of the Grim Reaper Dave.
!!The book deals with dark themes like death, suicide and depression so beware!!
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