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•••Crowded streets•••
••Present••

•Third Person•
-6:30 p.m.-

The grim reaper put on her hood as it started to drizzle, she searched the city streets for unfortunate souls. No one saw her, they saw her as a normal girl. For some reason they all felt respect for her so they moved out her way.

"Bacia!" A man called.

Bacia Tressam kept on walking "Ms. Gray!" The man kept calling her name. Bacia kept on walking, her feet aching, her kinky boots were too small. Her coat was thin, her cleaves rolled up like a 5 year old would.

"Bacia Gray!" The man called once again. Bacia was getting annoyed, getting ready to slice the man's soul. She always wore her favorite shirt for hunting souls. It was polka dot with black lace at the top and bottom. Chains were around her waist on her left.

Her eyes were plain white. "Bacia Tressam!" The world seemed to stop around her. She stopped and looked at the man. No one was allowed too call her Tressam. She raised her scythe and sliced him by his heart.

A crooked smile crept up on her as she watched his soul turn into a million pieces.

She sighed and stooped for a moment

Three hundred and eighty nine souls out of Four hundred souls.

She inhaled the smoke in the air. It smelled like death; the people who smoked around her were less likely to be killed.

A girl screamed in fear, screams weren't the music to her ears; it was metal.

•••Bacia's home•••

••2 months ago••

•Bacia's POV•
-∅∅:∅∅ ⁿ.ⁿ.-

"Bacia, dear, you can't escape your past. They'll chase after you!"

"Mrs. Tressam, let me live my life."

"What will be your undercover name?" Mrs. Tressam looked at me eagerly.

"Bacia Dakini Gray, now Mrs. Tressam now that you know everything you need where is the exit?"

"What if they find out I'm your mother?" She asked pointing to the exit.

"Lie; that's what we do best." A smile appeared on her face as I walked to the exit.

••Present••

I sighed and started to continue moving.

I yelped when someone grabbed my hand and in fear I dropped my scythe. If I got too far away it would disappear.

They started running. I grabbed a light pole with my other hand and kicked the stranger away. I ran to my scythe about to grab it.

I smiled in joy when I was about the grab it; they grabbed my legs and pulled me away.

"Let me go human!"