"You're a reaper", she told me. I started to flip out. "What the hell is going on, all this reaper and monster crap"! "I know it's pretty difficult to understand... but you have to trust me". I sighed and grabbed the scythe, it stopped glowing. I swung it around, it felt very light. "Let me see", Macy said, putting her hand out. She grabbed it and her hand immediately started to decay. "Ah", she screamed and dropped it. "What the hell"? "I guess only I can hold my scythe", I chuckled. "Well, you're gonna have to follow me back to the head building so I can show you everything. We have a large number of tasks to do". "What about my mom"? "Don't worry, we handled her". "Did you kill my mom"? "No! We told her you're off to some private school for advanced children". I let out a sigh of relief and continued walking.
"Do you... actually care for your mother"? "What"? "Reapers don't normally have feelings. They can't show or love". "I don't care for her... I'd just feel bad if something were to happen to her". Macy didn't say anything and continued walking. We reached a tall skyscraper. "Is this it"? "It is, welcome to Mystery Corp.". We walked inside and I looked around. There were people at computers typing random things all around me. We got onto the elevator and started going up. When we got off, the lights were more dim and everything seemed more calm, yet more serious. "What's going on here"? "These people are here searching and looking for monsters in hiding"? "How do they do that"? "They look into suspicious people's lives and research where they came from, criminal records, and other past situations". She walked up to a guy with pink hair, black nails, and sunglasses. "This is Enzo, the best in the building".
"Nice to finally meet you Kira. Although your mother really sold you out with your name". "My mother didn't sell me out, she doesn't know about all this monster stuff". "So she really named you Kira knowing you were part Japanese"? "She didn't speak Japanese well when I was born", I said, glaring at him. Macy touched Enzo's shoulder, "Enzo... enough". Enzo turned back to his keyboard and continued to type. The screens he had were larger than everyone else's, he also had his own area. I looked up and saw a picture of me along with some more of my information. "Woah, you guys have been watching me for a while now... haven't you". "Exactly. I hate to ruin the mood, especially since you just got here, but we have our first mission". A picture of a girl with short black hair and spider tattoos on her neck popped up on the screen.
Her description said, "Arachnophobia Webs, 26 years old, from Vancouver". "This is Arachnophobia but she goes by Arachne, she's 26 and is from Vancouver. Where she's from, people have been dying recently". I looked Enzo in the eye. "The bodies have been found in spider webs with spider-like bites on their throats". "So, you guys think she's some sort of spider monster"? "Exactly, even her name, tattoos, and everything.... it makes sense", Enzo laughed. "So what are we gonna do"? "You and I are going to Vancouver to find and kill her". "We're just going to kill her"? Killing an actual human being, it might be the best rush I'll ever get. This could really be it for me. "Just promise I'll be the one to take her life... then I'll join you". Macy could tell and see what I was feeling. "Fine", she sighed.
"We have a private jet in the back....let's go". I followed her and boarded the jet. Enzo got on and had two computers and a heat set. "He's coming too", I scoffed. "Yeah, you're gonna have to deal with it", he said. "From here on out, you'll both wear these", he said, handing us ear pieces. "We'll arrive in Vancouver soon", Macy told us. I fell asleep and woke up in the middle of the night. Both Enzo and Macy were asleep. I walked into the plane bathroom and saw myself in the mirror. I seemed more pale than I was before. My black hair had seemed to have gotten longer. I summoned my scythe and this time got a closer look at it. Its black handle felt so nice. The shiny silver blade could cut anything it hit. Was this really real? It feels like I'm dreaming.