Doomsday Diary

There I sat in the dirt-covered in bruises from our last skirmish with a rebel faction and among the foes was an infamous serial killer who went by "The Crimson Reaper" fittingly as he seemed to be a monster walking what remained of the earth today though he was more insane than he was ominous. His actions reflected that as well which kept us shaking in our boots. His supporters protected him knowing it would only make them and their militia leader more known and feared. Our captain Darius was unimpressed and moved swiftly through town to town sweeping resisting forces and outlaws to try to find him after he found his wife and child maimed nearly to death as if he were playing with them just for them to die in his arms after the Reaper escaped. He hardly spoke to us after that day which was really no shock to anyone after seeing what happened to his family. His story was one that I could resonate with after losing all my loved ones in the battles over the past 10 years since reality was intact.

Upon abducting both his wife and child, The Reaper had them fight to the death for sport in an old church just outside of town and he laughed maniacally the whole time making remarks to his guards like “Who you have your money on for this one Jeff?” he looks back unamused and says “It’s John” he shrugs at him and exhales “You guys aren’t any fun”. Unimpressed by them begging him to stop this he stood and raised them with “If you refuse you’ll be playing Russian roulette with a loaded gun, got it?” Naturally, Keiran’s mother pleaded for him to just kill her to spare his life. In an impossible situation, the boy picked up the scythe that was given to them to fight which was a fitting weapon for such a monster. At that moment she took actions into her own hands and jumped on his blade to save him and the guilt he would have had for killing her. Grinning ear to ear, The Reaper jumps to his feet, looks at John, and says “my god Jebediah I wouldn’t have called that one”, John sighs unamused. Keiran stood with a bloody blade in his hand unable to focus his eyes from trembling. The Reaper looked across the church aisles with a cold demeanor at the boy, with a seriousness he never held until the boy had killed his mother. Knowing full well he has likely made another incarnate of himself if the boy survives and says “be careful your next choices are critical choose to forgive and come with us to hone your anger or be bold and see how you fair against me”. In an absolute fit of rage, he picks up his scythe and runs at him full speed and the men look at him and he holds his arm out so that they won’t fire he says “I could use a little exercise”. Each of Keirans throws had no effect naturally after trying to fight The Reaper with his own weapon he had full mastery of and used to take a multitude of lives.

Bruised and bloody he screamed at the floor clenching his fists in anger at his own lack of power. In a crazed scream seeing Keiran defeated he couldn’t help but burst out in laughter “AFTER ALL THAT you couldn't avenge your own mother, no matter you’ll be with her shortly”. Explosions surrounded the church he knew he was out of time and Darius was close and sent his men outside to delay them and reached out to Keiran and at that moment he saw his counter, he tried to take a decisive uppercut at the monster. The doors blasted open with Darius in the middle aisle seeing his wife on the floor dead with what looked like his son's body on top of it. “Fear not” exclaims The Reaper “he’s not dead not yet at least” kicking the dirt around his feet anyway “it's too bad you couldn’t join us for all the fun it would have made a pretty good show I could put on my IMDB” clenching his teeth in anger unsure of what to do with the dropped his grenade launcher out of ammo and booked it down the center aisle while our killer made his escape and jumps out the back window knowing he was cornered. Darius nearly ran past what he thought was his son’s corpse in a dazed rage, but saw his arm reach out to him he then dropped to his knees with both loved ones in hand and let out a scream in anger.

His son was cut with a deadly neurotoxin and paralyzed, a small feat for such a talented killer to get a small cut with a hidden blade against a weaker opponent with a scythe, though once circulated Keiran passed away in his father’s arms he lived just long enough to delay Darius. Months later, Today would be his day of reckoning and we all sat side by side at the camp before departing we talked about having the element of surprise outside and how much this raid meant to Darius and we all knew it. His eyes had changed to those of a killer and was ready to get his revenge but who was I to tell him not to take it. Off we went to what looked like an old school decrepit and falling in shambles, the perfect hiding place for a monster. We had the intel The Reaper was hiding here and playing his games. We heard screams from the inside and Darius was unmoved which showed us all his resolve to get this guy after what he had done. We silently made our way through the front of the school and saw people strung up live in the lobby. Darius still stayed on mission giving us a distressed look like he knew how dire the situation was but couldn't let him get away or let this continue so they continued past the victims. We approached the doors and Darius looks at us with a relieved look on his face we then burst open the gymnasium doors guns blazing and his men all taken by surprise did not have a moment to even fire back.

Reaper sitting upon a throne looks down on John bleeding out smirks and says “well it was nice knowing you Jerry” he stands and closes his eyes and lets out a sigh of relief and says “shoot boys ya got me ''. Unamused, Darius asks Why? With the world in shambles, why would you choose to tear people apart and torture them like this?”, “He tilted his head and smirked as if it were an obvious answer then let out a laugh and says “for FUN'', “In the world, I had no worth and few things were worth living for” he let a heart-shaped locket fall dangling from his sleeve. Extending out his arm then opening it he smirks to himself and said “well I was hoping for a sequel but you caught me red-handed and I don’t see you giving me a fair fight”, Darius comes back with “Not after everything you’ve done though I would have loved to have it out with you to make you pay”. Reaper locket in hand says, “Some things aren’t worth living without, if we can never get back to what was, what's the point?” he turns and picks his blood crusted scythe off his throne gives it a good look up and down and says to himself “I guess this is it”, he lets out a final laugh in relief and shouts “I’ll see you in the next episode” takes a lick of his blade and charges center of the room at our unit and we all open fire. Gunsmoke and rounds on the floor, Darius takes the first step forward after the silence and waves the rest of the soldiers to go back to help those in the lobby while Darius and I approach his corpse. Stepping over his blood puddle he says “hard to believe it's over”, I rebuttal with “our fights will hardly get easier from here but we have less to lose now”. He, hardened by his losses nods in agreement and flips The Reaper over wondering what he possibly would have to hold onto. He peers into his locket then throws it to the side and says “fitting for a man such as he” and walks out of the room. Curious, I grab it myself to see a picture of a Wendy's 4 for 4$ coupon. Looking up I could only chuckle to myself wondering what makes a man lose his way like that, I then pocket the locket for myself cause who knows what the future will hold.