"Jonathan Black?!" Clover screeched nearly dropping Daniela. The guards glared at her causing her to shrink back mumbling an apology.

"Is this how you treat an old friend?" Jonathan asked his lips twisting into a smirk. Carina glared at him growling. How dare he! Friends? Not after everything he put her through.

"Friend is a bit far stretched don't you think? After you ran of with that whore you call a wife, I became anything but" Carnina stated dryly regaining her composure. Jonathan gritted his teeth but decided not to comment, knowing himself he would have said thing that were never to be spoken.

"My mate, it's not my fault you lied to me. I was tricked, deceived by my best friend. If anything I should be asking myself if we actually were friends " Jonathan gritted out ignoring the pain he was feeling in his chest. Clover, Storm and Austin remained silent clenching there fists while checking to see if there dead weight was ok.

"Dont wanna hear it! Guards kill him please. If you excuse me I have business else where" dramatically the queen strutted out of the throne room please to know her husband was dead. Of course he was, she had set this all up, he that little pig wasn't killed by her former lover then he must have been killed by the masked assassin see sent to finish him off.

She was pleased indeed now she didn't have to worry about her husband getting in the way of her plans and her obnoxious 'associate' bothering her about how useless he is to her. She knew the guards couldn't kill the reaper she left in that throne room. Of course the couldn't he's Jonathan Black for crying out loud, they couldn't kill him if it were any other day. But to day however was the day his reaper would finally take over. Today was his last day on earth.

As she walked down the tiled hall way she smirked to herself. How foolish of him, telling me every little detail that I needed to plot his demise to kill the devil himself. All I need to do now is take care of the his off spring. It's funny really. The most feared reaper in history created the most feared creature in existence. Why dispose of her now, she could be useful in the future....

Continuing to walk down the vacant hall a sickly laugh escaped her lips. Her plan was working perfectly...a bit too perfect.

Gunshots eoched through the castle as the guards unleashed he ll upon Jonathan and his comrades. Most of which, if now firing bullets of there own, were standing behind Cameron's, who had only just woken up, large bat like wings which acted as a shield.  Which each bullet Cameron hunted in pain.

"This hurts worst that being hit in the jewels " Cameron complained for the hundredth time. Clover rolled her eyes reloading her weapon.

"Would you shut up. If you don't I swear I will tell Cassandra you wet the bed until you were nine" the rest of the group if ignored Clover comment focusing on making sure they made it out of her alive. Jonathan growled frustrated. He had less than three hours left and he wasn't about to spend it shooting people.

He tried to gather the little strength he had left trying his best to calm down his reaper. A roar rumbled from within his chest as he felt his power flow through him and then...nothing.

He felt nothing, he felt nothing at all. No power only the unbearable pain which continued to plague him reminding him his time was almost up. A sickly laugh echoed through the room as all eyes landed on a man dressed in black. He was unimaginably tall about nine feet tall. His eyes were a deep scarlet his mouth twisting into a sinister smirk.

Jonathan froze his eyes widening.  The burning sensation he was feeling intensified tenfold causing him to grunt in pain. His eyes glanced around. Everyone was looking at him they faces all holding the same expressions. Fear. Am expression he was known for inflicting on others. He couldn't remember the last time he himself felt this strange emotion.

He had stared death in the face multiple times before yet he was scared of that creature that stood before him. He had a splitting headache and the pain which had now spread through his entire body. His eyes felt droopy as he struggled to keep himself up right. The man dressed in black floated towards Jonathan circling around him that smirk never leaving his face.

The others were frozen in fear not knowing what they would do. Amanda just stood there blankly. The guards didn't move they couldn't move. A mysterious force kept them stationery. They could only watch the horror that was about to unfold. Those conscious were slowly waking up but soon they'd wish they didn't. 

Whispered flooded the room and then silence followed by an ear piercing scream. It was from Amanda who's expression changed from blank to horrified. Ice spread through her body unto the floor then the walls until it covered the large room. The temperature dropped drastically as Ammanda fell to her knees clutching her head screaming her lungs off.

The man dressed in black laughed as Jonathan collapsed holding his head grunting in pain. The pain they were both feeling inesnifed. Amanda screamed even louder clawing at her face begging for the pain to stop. The temperature if even possible had dropped even more. By now everyone was either frozen solid or struggling to keep warm.

"It's time, Jonny boy" the man dressed in black cooed his disfigured body wrapping itself around Jonathan. They were both engulfed in a black cloud then nothing. Amanda had finally stopped screaming going back to her previous state staring blankly into space as the blood seeped from the wounds she had caused.

The ice wasn't melting but the temperature wasn't getting any worse. The smoke cleared reveling Jonathan in his reaper form. Not quite. Half of his body was covered with his iconic scyhte in his right arm while his left side was still human.

Amanda tilted her head to the side her mouth slightly parted as she struggled to form her words.

"Dad...?" Her voice trembled. Jonathan gave a small smile extending his hands for a hug. Amanda ran towards him tears streaming down her cheeks. Jonathan inhaled his daughters scent knowing this would be the last time he would ever hold her in his arms.

"I'm sorry sweetheart, I'm so sorry for abandoning you. I'm sorry for not being her. For leaving you to go through everything on your own. I'm sorry for not being the father you always wanted. I'm...so sorry " Jonathan cried into Amanda's shoulder squeezing her tightly. Amanda remained silent before her lips twisted into a sinister smile.

"Don't apologize, father it wasn't your fault. It's mine" at that moment both of there reapers took over both competing for the title of strongest. Danger who had recently obtained the new power passed down from her grandmother unto herself, she was just dying to test them out on the former holder of the title of the strongest reaper know man kind.

"Does the little miss reaper think she can beat me?" Jonathan's reaper questioned stopping her hand which had a sharpened icicle he smiled sweetly at her.

"You'll have to try harder sweetie" Danger smirked twisting her body summoning her scythe in the process.  She fell backwards landing on all fours before jumping into action once more. The ice beneath her feet gradually rose of the ground elevating her of the ground. She gritted her teeth launching herself in the air.

"I wasn't planning to"

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