Reaper's Word

Clair looked around the small house she stood in. It was hers but it didn't feel like home. It felt shallow and fake. She knew that she'd left a piece of herself back at the mansion she'd lived in for months. Well more like a year or so if you counted the sleeping time. She felt the pull to go back, not yet though. It wasn't quite time.

She stepped out the door and onto the porch there to sit down. She sold a lot of artwork. It seemed that people really liked what she had. She signed it all as someone else, Leanne Gionivi. No one could trace her. Clair had looked to make sure.

Clair had been lucky to manage to sell her artwork to a gallery as she had nothing when she left. She'd gone back home to America just to see her adoptive parents, but hadn't approached them. She knew it was better if they thought her dead. She'd looked herself up to see what had "happened" to her.

It seemed that she and her roommate had just up and disappeared after going to a college party. There had been no trace of either of them after that. No mention of the tour they had taken. They'd searched for them both for a good three weeks and given up.

Clair was sad that she couldn't talk to her family ever again. She just couldn't go back to them and explain things. She couldn't show up seven months pregnant and be the same woman as before. She was changed forever, everything out here seemed so unreal. The very way she perceived things had changed.

When she left the house she'd lost the one trailing her, and then she'd gone until she couldn't go anymore. Finding someone to buy the car. Then she'd bought a plane ticket and gone far away. She checked the news though. At least globally just to keep track of things. Isaiah would be going through those over there killing any linked to him. There were killings all over the place, so it was really hard to even know. She knew he'd be looking for her once he was done.

She touched her stomach. She was wishing the baby would just come. Her back hurt and she was constantly tired. The last doctor she went to had told her that her baby was exceptionally healthy and doing very well. She hadn't wanted to know if it was a boy or girl. Frankly she was surprised how much she wanted the child, and she would try to be the best parent she could. She did however hope that her child was more like her than Isaiah. It would just be really hard knowing the damage her child could inflict if they had no conscience at all.

She knew that Isaiah would eventually come for her. Eventually track her down. She didn't know what he would do then. She did have the promise from him that he would make her death as painless as possible. Which eased her tension. Quite frankly he owed her, and she'd find a way to make his life hell in the afterlife if he did kill her just because.

However the first month after leaving she'd wake up from a dead sleep holding the gun she kept on her nightstand. She was terrified of someone finding out about her. That one of those attached to Isaiah would find and drag her away to kill her and her child.

She looked at the stairs as Gamma came up them. It was nearly nightfall and the yard had plenty of trees in it. It was colder now, they said that snow should be falling soon. She was in northern Minnesota at the moment. Her landlady was nice and lived next door to her. She could see her moving about the yard with her husband. They'd taken pity on her being as pregnant as she was. With no husband and a German Shepherd for protection.

Her rent was low and they gave her a bit of company. Little did they know that Gamma was all the protection she needed from burglars or anything else. Not that out in the middle of nowhere did one have to worry about that much.

"Did your hunting go well?" Clair asked and Gamma gave a short nod telling her with images how well she'd done. She was lonely as well though from time to time. She missed the others, though Beta most of all. Clair found it funny, she was pinning away like a love struck child. Clair however felt a little the same way.

"Hello dear." Came a soft grandmotherly voice. Mrs. Lewis came up the stairs to stand by her. Gamma moved off to lay down. Keeping her eyes down so she couldn't see the color.

"How are you?"

She said with a

tonight. I wasn't sure if you had enough blankets and I have some hot

I should be okay. I don't want to take what you may need more than me." Clair said and Mrs. Lewis clucked her tongue. Mr. Lewis came over and leaned against the low railing on the other side looking

finally asked the question she was sure was burning inside of him for a

"Herald!" Mrs. Lewis snapped.

with a laugh. She knew that Herald didn't mean harm by it,

felt it was better if I left than to

that boy and hang him. You're such a sweet young lady, so helpful. Mind you be careful in your state to not do so much." Clair gave a

left. There were things he needed to take care of and I didn't want to take part in them." Mrs.

you." She advised. "There are

a pregnant

Mr. Lewis said. "Been asked a

just hung up on him, but they didn't know the things she did. Besides no other man interested her at all. She couldn't stand the thought of another touching her.

"Kicking?"

her house and set the items she had down. From where Clair was she could see that she also adjusted the

got to know you." She added not meaning to as Mrs. Lewis went down the stairs. The way she

you leaving dear?"

you later." She said and moved inside as they walked back to their house. Gamma came over

cap to drink from. It was hot and tasted really good. She enjoyed tea a lot, plus she felt hungry again. She got up with a bit of work and moved to the kitchen. She could feel it like the rising sun, he was coming. He'd be here soon.

__Isaiah__

He could feel her, smell her. It had taken him a while to track her down. Next to him was Beta. The others were back at the house. The house wanted Clair back just as much as he did. It felt that a piece of it

able to touch and not have to associate with a long sleep. He noted that the older couple next door seemed worried about Clair and that she lived alone, they

her noticing him. She also notice Beta who looked like a Sheppard at the moment. Seeing this the woman seemed to surmise just who he was to Clair. He'd probably wipe their memory before leaving, but maybe not. It