Hi! Okay so, fits things first. I don't know if I ever mentioned but Jajjaja. You are legit the best. I didn't even check for the name on the other comment because I recognized your tone. That is how much I re-read your comments. Does that make sense? That I recognize your tone? My homie has a similar tone and I imagine her voice while reading your comments.

Thank you for being awesome and taking the time to comment on my work.

Back to the story, I don't know if i'll continue this. But I will post randomly when inspiration strikes.


Reaper skulked to the front and hisses at both courts Evil and Good alike. I smile to myself. That is why I liked Reaper, he cares little of Good or Evil. He just hated everyone, besides me it seems.

Something wasn't adding up, I tilt my head a curtain if greasy hair shielding me from the courts prying eyes. Well, it was greasy. Maybe, the judgement rom had a dress code. I wouldn't be surprised. But now my hair was clean and looked as if it had been blow dried to perfection. I study my hand, which was once an interesting shade of green now it was a pale white. Even my nails which were always a mess were cut short and evenly.

"Agatha is too uninterested in doing harm to be Evil."

Hester interjects, "The hottest places in hell are reserved for those who when in war maintain their neutrality." Her usual scowl was twisted in something crueler and nastier. "Eve-ill" She crows.

"If Agatha truly maintained her neutrality, she would have simply ignored me, not nurture me like a Good person would have done. Or chase me out like an Evil person would have."

Hester glares and Anadil speaks in her behalf. "So, the birds you murdered in front of her... her allowing it was neutrality? Am I wrong?"

If a cat could scowl it would have instead it only hissed "I hardly consider pesky birds a war. And even if it was, she showed loyalty to her family first."

Family? That was... sweet.

Maybe Reaper can stick around. He's pretty neutral himself.

Dot stands up and opens her mouth but is cut off by Tedros' whining.

"This is getting us nowhere!"

Sophie stands up "Teddy is right. Just let her come to Hell."

Tedros looked at me, as if expecting me to protest. I shrugged at him. "Why not?"

He looked positively distressed, his neck turning an unnatural red.

"She can't go to hell because you feel like it, Sophie!" Tedros explodes.

Sophie turns to him, and her voice goes up another octave "WHY NOT?"

He whirls to face her and glowers "You don't just send people to hell because-"

"Come with me" A girl with dark short hair and brown almond eyes tells me. If her dress was any indicator, she was Good. We walk alongside the staircase. God had a big wide staircase that led up, and Evil seemed to be more of jump. A jump way down. I didn't miss the bedazzled elevator. "They don't always fight like this. They usually don't care who goes where, the only time they fight nearly as much is when someone famous dies. Oh, and I'm Kiko."

"Who usually wins, you know, the famous people?"

The girl tilted her head, "If they were really bad, they obviously go with Sophie, but sometimes Tedros can win the upper hand and uses the 'you get to choose' strategy. Obviously, no one wants to go into Hell, so most pick Heaven. There were a few youtuber teens, always talking about these grape vine thingies and they were all like "Hell is the new Heaven". Sophie was delighted, made a poster and everything. Tedros tried to get you to choose today, but your, eh...neutrality made it hard."

"Why are they fighting so hard?" I ask, and will continue to ask until I can reap her soul.

"Maybe because you are neutral and they want to prove that even the most neutral soul has a preference."

'I'm not Neutral, I'm Death' I think but I don't say.

"But I think Tedros has a crush on you and Sophie wants to make you her best friend. I don't blame her; she has awful company."

The Coven, and Hort probably.

"Who?" I ask.

"Remember the three girls arguing that you were Evil. Looks like they could eat your puppy and be pleased with themselves."

Fair.

"Yes, of course. We were friends back when I was alive." I remind her.

He flushes and clears her throat "Ri-ight. Anyway. They are the only inhabitants in Hell interesting enough to be graced by Dean's presence."

"Dean?"

"Oh, you know Dean of Evil mushed together is Devil."

"Okay."

"Anyway, Sophie is a... complicated person and the Coven hate her guts." She pauses, turning to look at me "Are you really not concerned about where you end up?"

No, because it won't matter.

"I'm dead, the Devil wants to befriend me and the god of Good has a 'crush' on me. I think wherever I end up I'll have bigger problems."

Dot frowns thoughtfully "I guess... but I can't think of worse places besides the god in charge side."

"But what if after a day Tedros dups me or Sophie kicks me put of Hell?"

"I highly doubt it, since Tedros has never shown interest in a mortal-"

Not a mortal.

"And Sophie doesn't like 'peasant humans'. Your special."

Despite knowing that I was special, I still felt a flush cover my cheeks. "You know what's funny?" I ask "We aren't even considering that I can go to Hell and not be Sophie's friend or go to Heaven and reject Tedros."

Kiko looked at me paling "That's a joke, right?"

I ignore her "Or that I go to Hell and do long-distance with Tedros or go to Heaven and visit Sophie."

Kiko looked at me, pity on her face. It was an odd switch. All my life I was used to giving the pitying looks. Souls begging not to be taken, promising to do better. They didn't get it. I didn't care. I didn't discriminate between the sinners and the saints. I just take. Now she was giving e the pitying look. "Let's just say that the gods are very possessive, loving people who fight for the ones they care for. If that's you, well you associating with the other side. Well, that would mean war."

"And..." I stammer, war would elongate the whole process but it would also cover my tracks. "if I chose a side but like reject-"

"That's not a problem or even an option. For gods they have a lot of free time. They will get you to chose."

To them I was a neutral soul.

To Tedros I was a love interest.

To Sophie I was the sister she never had.

To the World I was a savior, shaping the world and setting it on fire. Helping it begin anew.

I was Death and I was Here.


And she falls for the force of the mangoes being pelted at her was to much to bear.

Yep, it's official. I'm high on air.

Just imagine.

Agatha being confident: I'm sorry for stealing your heart

Tedros frustrated: YOU KNOW DAM WELL YOU AREN'T-

Agatha, bright red: shut up

...

Tedros, frustrated: Why are you so heartless?
Agatha, without looking up from her food: Well you did steal my heart...

...

Tedros: *scatters rose petals*

Tedros: *wears his sunday best*

Agatha: hOnEy i'M hOmE!

Tedros: *lights candle* Oh, good- *turns around*

Agatha: uhh

Tedros: *leans on table* Come here-

Agatha:*stutters* O-okay

Tedros: *leaning in close to Agatha, and whispers in her ear* I just burnt my finger on the candle *starts crying*

Agatha: ... you big baby *gets ice*

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I hope you guys liked the update!

Paula says "xoxoxo"

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