Reaper and Belle -History- [Grim and Belle]

Jack paced back and forth, running his fingers through his long black hair, his bright green eyes reflecting the lamp light back at Belle. "Belle, if you despise us all so much, why do you even bother then? I can't help that I'm going to die one day. But I can't see the point in why we waste what life I have, which is probably just a blink of an eye in your eternal life, arguing about such a pointless and unfix able thing. You know if there was any way I could stay alive with you forever, I would." It was the first time he had ever really said it out loud.

"That's just it Jack.. There is no point.. I'm with you cause of whatever 'love' we seem to have.. And I don't know if I can deal with sitting here watching you wither away.. I mean DAMNIT Jack.. I'm six thousand years old already and don't look more than twenty one!! Wont you think people will get suspicious of us?" she sat in the bed, her long black hair in messy curls and waves. They had been arguing back and forth for the last two hours before bed she looked exhausted, she had a bad day already, and now she had said just the right (yet very wrong) thing to start an argument between her and jack.

"Well fuck then, why don't you just go? Obviously you feel like there is nothing here anymore. I mean, who cares what I feel towards you. And I've always cared sooo much about what others think. I-Don't-Give-A-Shit what they think." He turned his back to her and leaned against the back of their recliner, gripping it tightly. "I thought you loved me Belle, I guess I was wrong, just a stupid human."

She stared at him, her eyes dimming in their usual sapphire color. She gritted her teeth as she watched him, standing she grabbed him by the shirt. "You THOUGHT? Yea.. You think I don't give a shit? Well let me tell you something.. Me.. Belle, the demoness of the underworld and heir to the Kingdom and Demons and Vampire.. I am the one who bears the fucking ridicule of being with a human.. I endure the jokes, and all that shit every time i have to go down there with my family.. and you think I dont care.. I put up with A LOT of crap from the WHOLE damn Immortal community ok? No I may not be the first.. But damn.. I'm the most well remembered cause of how high I am in importance.. And THATS PRETTY DAMN HIGH JACK.. so if you really don't think I give a fuck.. I will leave" she stated. She stood her ground, furious, but not showing it in more than a disappointed expression.

Jack stared at her, deep into her eyes. "I'm not telling you to stay, I'm just hoping you don't go. But you are an immortal demoness, and if you feel you are wasting a piece of your life by being with me, then I won't stop you. I'll always love you, whether you stay with me or not." He pulled away from her and walked into their kitchen. He opened the door to the fridge and stared inside, he didn't want anything, and he really wasn't aware it was open, his mind was still on her.

"The hell with this Jack.." she said, her voice faltering as she was filled with sadness. "The hell with it" her voice dropping to a whisper, she turned around punching a hole in the solid concrete wall in the living room to the kitchen. She moved away and headed back for their bed "I be damned.. You know i love you more than anything" she said as she crawled into the bed, pulling the blanket over her as she cried silently.

He shut the fridge door and closed his eyes tight. He hated when they fought like this. And it was happen more and more frequently now that he was starting to look older than her. It wasn't very noticeable to anyone else, but it stood out to them. He walked briskly to their bedroom and knelt down next to her. "Belle...my love...we can get through this, we always do."

She moved her hair from her face and looked at him, he was in his mid twenties, and she hadn't budged from her twenty year old look. She stared at him, her eyes grey and sad "Jack.. We've been together since you were 18.. " she laughed a little bit. "You are really looking older, and I look exactly the same... This isn't going to go well much longer.. People are going to start to wonder, and then my father will force me to use minions and what not to help us out.. I DONT want that" she put a gentle hand to his cheek.

Jack smiled a little, he always did when she touched him. "I'll get plastic surgery, then we can just tell everybody we've figured out the secret to youth but we aren't telling because we don't want the attention." He kissed her cheek.

She shook her head as she studied his face, he still did look remarkably young, but wait until he grew older, they would really look like a bad couple. She leaned up from the bed kissing his forehead "No my love.. Lets not do that.. Its bad for you... Can we just go to sleep now? Father summoned for me tomorrow for breakfast.." she said sadly as she rolled onto her back, staring at the ceiling.

He stared at her sadly, but a little grin grew on his face. "I won't go to sleep until you give me a great, big, wet kiss goodnight." He crawled on top of her and held his face close to hers. "Pleaseeeeeee."

She laughed and put her arms around his neck "Only if you promise me that you will try not to miss me while I'm at Daddy's he definitely doesn't approve of you love"

He rolled his eyes. "I can't promise that darling. Annnnd how can your dad dislike me? He refuses to come and meet me and he knows I can't go into the underworld without dieing, which unfortunately for a mortal, there is no returning from."

She shrugged "He is the Head Honcho himself.. He has a reputation to keep.. Me.. I do well enough for an also reincarnated Goddess.. I wonder how in the hell I managed to be made so special.." she said with a laugh "Guess it'll have to do.." she smiled and pulled him closer to her, her soft lips pressing against his as she kissed him passionately.

He smiled through the kiss and then returned it just as passionately. After a few long moments of kissing, he rolled off of her to his side of the bed and got under the covers. "I love you Belle. I really do wish there was a way I could live forever with you, I'd do anything it took."

She looked at him and smiled "It will be fine.. Just don't think about it.." she put her head on his chest and closed her eyes. "I love you Jack" she sighed and fell asleep nearly immediately. Morning came quickly and soon sunshine rained in through the windows in front of their bed. Belle opened her eyes, she groaned slightly as she raised her head up and looked at Jack. Her long hair even wavier, she looked really beautiful any way. She stretched and took a deep breath sitting up and looking out the window, she would have to see her father in just three hours. She absolutely hated leaving Jack, but that's what she would have to do today.

Jack didn't stir for at least another hour. When he did he found Belle in the kitchen making herself breakfast. He approached her from behind and wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her neck. "Good morning beautiful."

She turned her head smiling and kissed him "Good Morning Handsome" the wonderful smell of bacon, eggs, pancakes, waffles, and fresh fruit filled the room. She had always been such a great cook, and a perfect natural at it too. "So what are you going to do while I'm at daddy's?"

He shrugged as he sniffed all the food and continued to smile. He pushed his hips against hers tightly and gave her a little squeeze. "I don't know yet. I might just hang around the house for a bit, enjoy the quiet. Been awhile since I had a day to myself. Might go for a run later or hit the gym. Just kinda let the day take itself wherever." He stole a piece of bacon from one of the plates she'd been stacking it on.

She laughed and finished cooking the rest of the breakfast, all of it for him as she needed to get ready to see her father. She twirled around him and got some plates and set them out on the table. She returned to him and kissed him again "I love you honey... Enjoy the day.. I will be back later on.. Well.. around lunch" she said thinking as she looked at him.

He leaned in for one last kiss and smiled at her, leaning on the counter. "Have a good time dear. Don't let your father trash talk me too much." He laughed and shook his head. "I'll see you around lunch."

She kissed him, looking into his gorgeous eyes, taking in everything about him then hugged him tight. "I love you. Always. Stay out of trouble love.." She smiled lovingly at him before disappearing in a swirl of black smoke. She hated being away from him, she really did, but she had other things to think about. She knew her father vehemently disagreed with her choice in love, but she couldn't help it, it was what it was. She appeared in the grand living room of the castle, the one most used. Her hair was all up in a messy bun and she wore a red tank top and a pair of pajama bottoms, her father had asked her to, for once, not dress up for early morning breakfast. "There is my beautiful daughter" the deep under worldly voice rang out from just around the corner. Belle turned, she couldn't help but smile, she had missed her father too. She ran to him and hugged him, he too was in humanoid, dawning nothing more than some comfortable pajama pants and a silk black and red bed robe. They made their way to the dining room where her mother was waiting.

Jack leaned on the counter sipping his coffee as she disappeared. He hated when she left, it was a very lonely time. When she told him what he was, a year after being together, they decided the best thing to do was leave and start a new life somewhere else. They never met people in order to not have their steadily growing age difference be realized over the years. True, he had a job, but the only person he ever met was the man that hired him. Other than that, he worked in a small office by himself where he didn't interact with anyone and never tried to make friends. To him, Belle was all he needed, and he was plenty satisfied that way. But days like this one tended to be his least favorite. While it was nice to be alone for a little while, when she wasn't around, he felt less alive. It was like her immortality bled into him, making him feel invulnerable while she was near him. This obviously wasn't true, for he continued to age. He sipped the last bit of his coffee and shook his head as he set the mug in the sink, saying aloud, "I really would give anything to live forever with her." A second didn't pass after the final word left his lips when a tremor shot through the floor. "What the fuck...!" Earthquake? Perhaps. Then another, and another, then to his great surprise, a crack in the hard tile on the floor. "SHIT!" But then something new caught his eye...light, flickering flame light coming through the crack. This wasn't an earthquake, this was....perhaps future in-laws. He began grabbing plates and glasses as they fell from their cabinets, some smashing on the floor that he couldn't save. A foggy smoke covered the floor soon and the glowing got brighter, and the next thing he knew, a large-hooded figure was rising through the crack. It seemed to float before him. He dropped the plates and cups he was holding while he stared. "D...Death...you've....you've come for me?"

Belle hugged her mother as soon as she reached her, it was good to see her mother smiling, her mother was more understanding about her love situation with Jack, much more than her father was at least. She sat down with them, feeling a little uneasy as she looked at the meal. "So, Dad.. What's this all about?" she asked as she dug into the blood eggs and toast, she grinned for a moment thinking about when her and Jack had breakfast. Her father looked at her, he resemble any normal father on earth other than the fact that his skin was red tinted, kinda like sunburn. "Sweetheart, your mother and I want to talk to you about.." he paused and cleared his throat like he was in pain "Jack" he said with much effort. Immediately belle was angered and she threw her napkin down on the plate. "What else do you have to insult about him? Huh dad? That he's inferior again? Or that he's a toy?" she stared at her father. He shook his head, taking her hand in his, and her mother taking the other in hers. "We think there is something that you would want to know.. Other than we are going to have to support your decision" There was confusion evident on Belle's face and she leaned in a bit closer "We think.. Your father and I.. We think that you should know something.." Belle kept silent, listening "Well.. I was once human.." ...

The figure shook its head before lowering its hood. The head was a skull and nothing more. But only for a moment. Soon he could see tissue and muscle, followed by skin and hair growing all over the face and head, and soon the visible hands as well. "No...Jack. It is not your time." The now very handsome, robed man stood before him, stretching out his neck and jaw, like it had been a very long time since they had muscles. "It is in fact quite the obvious. I have come to offer you a most prized possession." Jack raised an eyebrow, unsure of what he meant. "....Immortality." The man smiled a most devious of smiles. "It is to my understanding, you have a demoness for a significant other. Must be terribly difficult for her...watching the man she loves grow old and perish." He turned away and began examining different things in the kitchen. "Such a pity. And I'm sure you wouldn't want to put her through such pain. Which is why..." He turned and flashed his smile again, holding his hands out as to present himself, "...I am here. I come to offer you, a choice...a way to spend the rest of your days with your...bonny lass."

Belle stopped, her jaw dropped and she pulled her hand quickly from both her parents. "Then what the hell is she now? You mean I'm human?" she asked in somewhat a disgusted voice. She stared at her mother angrily waiting for an answer "No.. I'm a full demon.. But it was a painful process I would never ever agree to it.. No you aren't even a drop of blood human, you were conceived after full transformation" her mother replied softly withdrawing her hands to her lap. Her father cleared his throat "Bellenzalkalorelei please dear.. Listen to what we tell you it-" "NO!" Belle interrupted "How can you be so hypocritical, you ridiculed me in front of the immortal community a time or two, just to find out you have done the same 'wrong'" She stood flinging the chair back, her mother jumped "Why did you two lie to me? Why didn't you do something?" She asked pointing a finger to her father. Her irises glowed red and her skin started turning red as well, steam rising from her body. "Tell me how.. Please, you know I love Jack and he loves me.." Her mother shook her head "Belle its not possible" she said dishearteningly. "Why not" she asked a puzzled look plastered to her face. "Belle.. It doesn't happen any more, the Elders banned it from ever being done after your mother went through it.. Its dangerous and painful.." he stood to hug her. "There really isn't any hope for him, and I know you don't want him to be a vampire, or any other sort of immortal, but it can't happen" Belle sobbed, she wanted to be with Jack forever.

Jack had been told about immortals, far more than any other mortal new about them. They were cunning and vastly more intelligent from their time and age. He needed to be careful, yet...Death's words tempted him. "A choice....what do you mean? There is a way?" Death grinned. "Oh yes my dear boy, there is a way." He slowly approached him, holding a hand up. "As you can see, I am in human form. As Death I could take this form as I pleased, but, This time was involuntary, and I cannot go back. This is once more my true form. You see, I was once a man like you. But I only wanted a mere taste of mortality. The last Reaper before me came to me, no longer wanting to bare the weight of the souls he carried. He offered me temporary immortality, just as I wanted. One billion souls, and I would return to a mortal man. It has been many many years since I made that deal. But I come to you, hearing your plea to live with the one they call Bellenzalkalorelei. You can take my place forever, never grow a day older, and continue to live the rest of your days with her. All you must do is fairy souls across to the other side. It is a busy job, but trust me, there is down time." He smiled at Jack politely and pointed to his head, "The hood boy..the hood." There was an eagerness in his eye he couldn't hide. "Oh....right." Jack reached for it slowly, grabbing it tightly. The sound seemed to get sucked from the room. All he could see was the former Death mouthing the words 'Do it. Do it!' He thrust the hood up over his head and suddenly everything was amplified. He felt a pain like none other before. The sound of everything echoed in his ears. But above all, the laughter of the former death. "HAHAHAHAHA FEEL THE WEIGHT OF LIVES LOST REST UPON YOUR CONSCIENCE FOR THE REST OF ETERNITY!" In a small glimpse, he saw the man run from the house out into the world, mortal once more. Jack on the other hand fell to his hands and knees. A pain ran through him, screams echoed in his ears, and fire seemed to burn in his veins. His skin began to crawl and itch, and soon, he felt it peel with muscle and blood from his bone. It was the most terrible thing he'd ever felt. Nothing could be worse. He yelled and shouted, but there was no relief, it continued. What had he done.

Belle protested pushing her father away "But daddy! It --.." she stopped, her body swaying slightly. A hand went to her head as she felt the biggest headache she had in her life, almost as if someone was putting their fingers in her head. "Dah..d" her word slurred as she collapsed on the floor shortly after. "Belle!" Her parents screamed simultaneously and ran to her, her mother shaking her shoulders. Her father stood "What could this nonsense possibly be? It will have to wait" he said as she knelt next to his daughter. "Something troubles me" He said looking to his wife who was stroking Belle's face and hair, she looked as if she was going through a nightmare but nothing was waking her. "What is it?" Kalana replied (belle's mother) "There has been a major power shift.. Death has changed hands" he said with a rough voice. Kalana looked shock, "After four hundred years he wants to give up? Well I suppose its a little late because he HAS given up" she shook her head looking back at their daughter. They sat there for about fifteen minutes before she finally responded. Belle gasped as if someone had just been drowning her, her eyes wide with terror, she was breathing heavily holding her face and looking around. "Oh my goodness.. What happened.. I.. Sorry Dad.." she blinked, her parents hugged her. "Thanks goodness you are ok" her mother whispered. They all stood and her father turned around "Don't leave as yet Belle, we have some business to attend to, there has been a change in the hands of a Reaper. Belle nodded as she hugged her mother closely and watched her father. "Reaper!" he yelled, an instant summoning. No matter where the Reaper was or what he was doing he would appear before Belle's father, in essence his boss.

Jack was not himself, his mind had shifted. He only had one desire now. His brain just replayed the idea to collect souls. He rose back to his feet, face completely hidden in shadow, but showing no emotion none the less. He let out a breath that made steam, even in the warm room. Suddenly it felt as though a hand gripped him back the back of his robe and yanked him hard off his feet. He succumbed to the feeling, even somewhat comfortable. A dark cloud of smoke surrounded him and he disappeared from the kitchen and fell into what seemed an eternal abyss. His feet smacked hard stone. He breathed heavily and slow, almost a rattled breath, shoulders rising and falling with each one. He looked the perfect killing tool. "Yes...master?" He rose his hands to the brim of his hood and pulled it back revealing his face "You've summoned me..."

In the few moments that it took for the summoning to reach the new Reaper, Belle had shaken her head and moved off. "Don't be too long dear, you must be here to greet the new Reaper" her father turned and spoke calmly, turning back towards the center of the room where Jack would soon be appearing. She nodded "I just need something to drink, and I feel like actually walking to get it" she smiled faintly and moved out of the room completely and headed for the kitchen. She took a breath, she felt like she had been hit in the head suddenly, shaking her head a little she smiled ready to leave here and return to her gorgeous studio apartment in the mortal world. There was a building up of black smoke as the Reaper reached his destination, Belle's father raised his chin slightly, ready to examine his new servant, though the new Reaper's travel from mortal world to underworld entailed a quick lesson in how to do the job, embedded deep into his mind as the only objective. Belle's father extended his hand to Kalana and waited for the smoke to clear, as the figure stood there was already an instant approval. As soon as 'yes master' exited his lips Czernobogh stepped forming, lips beginning to form. "Oh shit" were the words that softly escaped his lips as the hood was removed, Kalana gasped. Mentally he spoke to Belle, telling her to come immediately, he didn't care where she was or what she was doing. Thick black and red smoke swirled next to Reaper, she appeared just beyond his peripheral vision, her back to him. Of course he would instantly be drawn to her figure, as cold as he was as a Reaper, Belle was of course a goddess partly. She stared at her father, a glass of blood in her hand. "What is so urgent daddy?" she asked, knowing the Reaper was in the room but not caring to pay him any mind. "What is the meaning of this blasphemy? You come down here pleading a case but then you two go and pull this?" he pointed to the Reaper. Belle looked puzzled, "Daddy, what do you speak of?" she asked turning slowly. Her eyes locked with his, her draw dropped, and she released the glass she held, shattering on the floor near her feet. He is GORGEOUS she thought to herself, her face turned red in embarrassment.

His eyes had a mist about them, not allowing him to see the truth of his surroundings. He did not see Belle appear beside him, only the words being spoken, none of which were orders, so none of which concerning himself. But suddenly something broke this trance. A voice. A sweet voice from what seemed like a past hundreds of years before, though it had only been hours. He blinked hard a few times before opening them wide and seeing clearly once more. He was in her fathers realm, his home, her home. He turned his head and saw her, going speechless for a moment. Then his hand reached out to her. "Belle! Look! I'm here and still alive! Well, sort of....but I can be with you forever now, just like you wanted!"

Her Father looked angered, but it soon turned to a puzzled expression as he watched his daughter. Belle eyes Jack, her previous thought of him being gorgeous disappearing with the ludicrous word he had just spoken. She jumped back slightly, pulling her hands close to her chest as she stared at him in bewilderment. "I want nothing more than to be happy, and I am here visiting my parents from the mortal world.." her skin tinted red as she crossed her arms "I absolutely want nothing from you, you lunatic, I have no idea what the Reaper before you taught you, but OBVIOUSLY he missed the part about manners.." she eyed him up and down again, her only feeling right now being anger. "If you EVER address me by my nickname again.. You will not only get me cross, but you will regret it for the rest of your days as a Reaper" she finished as her father put a hand on her shoulder. He pulled his hand back, she was boiling mad, and he didn't even want to touch her now. "Dear, End this charade will you, we see right through what the two of you were planning.." he said, his voice disappointed. Belle turned to her father "Are you mad? Me? Planning something with this.... Thing?" she pointed a finger to Jack. "Never have I met one so rude" she said snarling, her eyes moving back to her father and mother who now held a look of shock. "What?..." she replied.

Jack's hand fell back to his side, and he collapsed to his knees, has gaze steadily falling from her to the floor. He shook, a chill unlike any other crawling up his spine. His hands shaped themselves into fists and he pushed them hard into the ground. Of course...the Reaper cannot be loved by anyone. And since he already was, her memory was wiped clean of him. He was alone, the only true way to operate as an effective Reaper. Death had tricked him. He shook more violently, with anger now. His heart grew cold as this understanding took him. "GggggrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaawwwWWWWW!!!!!" He pounded his fists into the ground, making indents in the stone.

Belle watched him with the most unamused look across her face, she couldn't make head nor tails of the situation. Her father realized what happened, a guilt rising in the pit of his stomach as he approached Jack. This was his fault, if he only would have listened to them, this would have been avoided in its entirety, now what had he done? He was so worried that Jack was never going to be good enough for his daughter, he never saw how wrong he was. He was so worried about the humiliation she would receive, he never realized that she took it without any bad reaction. Kalana moved away from Belle and knelt beside Jack "I'm sorry son" she didn't even think of the words as they came out, they just came. She put a hand on his back in effort to show compassion, what had they done. Belle still stood staring, not a clue what was happening or where the sudden burst of sorry ass emotions was coming from, but she didn't like it. Finally she spoke up "Care to tell me what the hell is going on? Since when did you take pity on humans?" she asked her parents, her eyes turning an icy gray. "Belle" her mother spoke up "Do you truly not know who this man is?" she asked, raising Jack's face up slightly for Belle to look at. "Mother.. I know not who that is, or why the filthy little human took a job as a Reaper.." she said, her voice only laced with truth. Her father gritted his teeth now "Belle.. This man.. His name is Jack.. You've loved him deeply for the last 5 years.. You wanted to marry this man.. But your mother and I would not approve.. Then.. this.." he sighed "You don't remember any of this, its the Elders' decision.." She stared at her father "What kind of sick joke is this?" Since the last 5 years of Jack being in her memory were erased, her kind attitude for humans vanished as well, anything she picked up through dealing with Jack was now lost. She was changed.