1. Your character trying to chasing mine. Trying to kill or hurt them somehow.
This was not what she had expected, and most definitely not what the shinigami had wanted. Yet, here she was, running away from the woman she thought was dead. The chainsaw wound was still there, where she had ran it through the redhead’s chest and stomach, which only made it scarier.
It didn’t help that the numerous chants of “Come Along, Grell~” got more and more creepy by the second. For once in her ‘undead’ life, the shinigami was scared- very, very scared.
She had no idea where her weapon was- she had no idea where she was even running. Hell, she wasn’t even sure whether or not she could survive something like this.
“Leave me alone! I killed you! You’re supposed to be dead!” Grell screeched, tripping over her own heel and whipping around, backing away. “Just leave me alon-“
Her sentence was interrupted when a knife was driven through her chest by the other female, and that was when the shinigami shot straight up in her bed, in a cold sweat, shaking horribly, and appeared to actually be crying. Who would’ve thought a shinigami could dream something that terrifying?