His hair was the color of the darkest abyss of space shattered with streaks of gleaming comets. His face stern and white with a moonlight glow and he walked as he led, calm and controlled.As if the very air dared not exist without his say so. Those he hunted could not hide from his steady sword of earthbound release. His name was reaper.
She was born of flame, seductive, passionate, part guardian and destroyer. Hair of Life, Soul of many, . Her face warm and gentle to all those who saw her. She walked with a light but heavy step as many years passed, she never did. She led none, but herself into dangers too deep for many. Those she loved she kept hidden. While those she hunted she decimated with flame blade and gun as the ghosts she created reached out for release. Tears of guilt and loss made the air comfort and weep along with she of life. Her name was smith.
One of Death. One of Life. Two so different, two so in need of one another. Yet fight it they will with all that they have. For fear of losing all that they've gained alone.