The cold blade stiffened around her neck. "Any last

requests?" the cold hearted murderer asked. "I wish to be deaths bride." she answered simply. Ever since she can read, little Amanda always read about death. She can always be caught daydreaming about them together. Her mother, Mistress Adelle, would often rebuke Amanda for daydreaming such stupidity. "who would think of something so stupid?" "Even if u can see death you must remember you are marring whoever we tell you and that is final." Her mother's harsh words stuck to her for a short while after that until, her friend Bea, told her not to take to heart. "You can do anything you want to do well I mean you know up until a certain extent. you do have to remember being the only child of a rich family has to have certain measures." "Ok you know what, don't talk anymore. you know how much I hate being the heiress to the great line of royals of this country." Bea rolled her eyes."Sure, sure, whatever you want. you know I will always support whatever decision you make." But that was all in the past. Hidden in a cold, dark dungeon makes it pretty easy to remember you've been kiddnapped. It all started in the way home from school where Amanda's chaffaur turned down the wrong road. "Hey! where do you think your going?" She shouted. "Shut it you filthy delinquent!" "Excuse me?!?! who do you think your talking to? my parents will kill you if they find out what your doing!" But he just grinned evilly. "Do you think they really care about you? they only care about someone carrying their legacy, when they relize your gone (which would be in a month or two.) it will be too late!" Amanda normally would have found a good comeback but she knew it was true. Her parents visited her rarely. Even if they lived in the same house her parents would be to busy attending buisness or parties to pay attention to her. He pulled over at an abandoned lot and pushed a button leading her to a dark and cramped space.

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The dungeon had the horrifying stench of blood, even without trying the smell of death at every corner. "This is the last place you will ever see." He told her. Even if she could run away where would she go? It's not like her parents even cared for her and Bea was long gone. "I SAID I WISH TO BE DEATH'S BRIDE!!!" she shouted using all the strength she could muster. "Shut up you idiot!" he pushed her down to the floor and knocked her against the floor. He grabbed the knife and put it at her neck. Amanda could feel the blood starting to flow. "it's all over, and in the end they were all right, I am worthless, I am stupid, I cant even protect myself." The tears started all on their own. "And the worst part is knowing how much time and effort I wasted for someone who doesnt even exist. And of course they were right and even if he did exist he wouldn't want me. Nobody does, not my parents, not my family, not even my best friend. ALRIGHT, YOU WON!! ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?!?!?" by now Amanda couldnt stop sobbing. "Who says nobody wants you?" an unfamiliar voice asked.

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A boy, around Amanda's age poped out. "What do you think your doing?" he asked. "Who the hell are you?" the murderer asked. "I should be asking you that." he said calmly. "Get out of here!" Amanda yelled. "Don't let him get you too!" But the boy only smiled at her. "Aw my bride is so considerate of others. it's cute." "Wait, what? Wife? Huh?" He smiled at her like a little boy who found a lost puppy. "Didn't you ask to be my bride?" Amanda was shocked! "But...but...whot?" He sighed "You asked to be my..." "Did you already forget I'm still here?" the murderer asked. "Actually I did." the boy responded. "Can't you see I'm in middle of a conversation with my lovely bride? How dare you interrupt me?!?" He snapped his fingers and all of a sudden the murderer was on the floor clutching his hands on his head. Wide eyed he asked in a low voice. "What...what...he...do... to...me?" By now he was grasping for breath and than he collapsed on the floor lifeless. "It's kind of a shame, his time came so fast, if not I would have had a lot more fun torturing him. Ok, anyway, lemme get that rope off of you." "Seriously, who the hell are you? There is no way your death you look like a teenager." The boy pouted "My own wife doesn't eveven recognize me. boohoo!" Amanda gritted her teeth did you overhear me asking to be death's bride and you think you can take advantage of me?!?" By now Amanda was fuming. "Oh so that's why your upset, no I'm not some weirdo trying to take advantage of you (although I am a weirdo, a very handsome weirdo.)" He shot her an award winning smile. "My name is Anubis. The amazing death! Mwahahahahaha!!!!!" Amanda tried sneaking away. "Why is my lovely bride running away from meeeeeeee?!?!?! Your making me wanna cry."

He caught up and stopped her. "I just saved your life and if you don't believe me I can show you the underworld." Amanda nodded because what else could she do? He snapped his fingers once more and she arrived at a horrible looking place with souls coming back and forth moaning and wailing. Without thinking Amanda grabbed on to Anubis, he looked at where her her hand was touching and blushed. " Hehe." "What?" "Your holding on to me sweetheart." And with that she quickly. "Please get me back home." She pleaded. Anubis scoffed "Why you hate that place! You litterly said bad things about yourself because of them! Do you want to know why i choose you out of everyone else to be my bride?" Amanda looked up questiongly. "What you think your the only one who wants to be my bride? I know I'm very popular amoungs the ladies, but don't get jealous my dear bride. Anyway you've detacated all your life for me. You've always been honoring me even when people were criticizing me. Now it's my turn to take care of you. You're coming home with me."

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