Reaper From Naruto Novels & Stories

"We can stop it. We can use the stabilizers. We can—" "We can't do anything, Nomo. You said it yourself," Somito gasped, his knees buckling. He slid down the doorframe, his heavy frame hitting the stone with a dull thud. "It’s a reaper. And I’ve got too much Montague blood in me for it to ignore." "I'll get Sofia! She can—"

I dropped to the floor in fear, certain this was the Night Reaper. He sent the guards away with a single wave, leaving us alone in the echoing space. Then he crossed the room, crouched in front of me, and gently tilted my chin up so I had to meet his eyes. “Don’t be scared of me, I won't hurt you.” He said, voice surprisingly soft. “I won't hurt the woman that I want to make Luna of the nine packs I’ve taken over.” A thousand questions burned on my tongue, but I could only manage one. “Who… who are you?”

It was rare and could only be harnessed by elemental, rare, and strong wolves who had ki and could beat the heat produced. The only person I knew that could harness such an element happened to be Alpha Ryu, and he hadn’t drawn out a sword ever since… “Please save me…” He groaned. I looked around, scanning the area to see if anyone had seen us. Just as I expected, they were all focused on Ryu. “You have to get me out of here before he kills me.” I couldn’t see anyone holding a sword, nor did I smell any danger. Madona, who had the negation artifact, definitely couldn’t be the one since I punished her for her treacherous tongue. Who then could make a Gamma such as Kyle scared to the bone?

No names on this job, only call signs. We have Reaper, Ghost, Shade, Viper and me, Blade. They were the best the clan ever trained, monsters I’d bled beside before I ever wore a professor’s jacket. Each one carried the feather scar somewhere on their body, each one owed Old Might their soul. But tonight they answered to me. Reaper, he's tall, shaved head, and his voice sounded like gravel. He was the first to speak. “Package count?”

“How!? He's their top 1 fighter; if he was able to reach the top with such brutal fights, how terrible do you think he'll be? He has killed dozens of people, your father died in a fight with him, and your father trained restlessly while fighting for fifteen years. Even if you succeed in this fight… You can't fight him. I love your adorable resilience, but it's stupid.” “You sound like you know him.” “I do.” Dale Lazarus exhales sharply, “They call him The Reaper; he’s the harbinger of doom.”

I am Rey Reed Smith, the last of the reaper's hunters and the wielder of the soul nectar. Taking another deep breath, I quickened my pace as the noise of those stupid crowds grew more intense. It was the same sound I'd grown accustomed to; it meant one of their most vicious and important players was about to slay his victims. My plan is simple. I will just brag into the arena ground, slaughter their players, rescue my team, kill the bastard, Ryan, and find my way out. I knew that with my newfound power, I was invisible to any weapons they were welding and that none of their players, not even Ryan, were a match for my abilities now.

a voice growled from the darkness beside me. Ruan stepped to the lip of the concrete wharf, looking out at the black water with the cold, lethal stillness of a god who had already accepted the price of the throne. He had traded his leather vest for a heavy, oil-stained tactical coat, but his chest was bare underneath, the fresh white bandages over his broken ribs stark against the dark canvas of his ink. He held a heavy, military-grade detonator box in his left hand, the wire running directly down into the black churning tide of the harbor.

I furrowed my brow and shook my head. "No, Nekane. I'm the Reaper Queen and a Death Goddess. I will not run and hide, I will fight and destroy my enemy," I decreed as I called my scythe and felt the black smoke roll across my flesh making a black cloak. I was a kick ass female reaper and Nekane nodded his head doing what I'd done. We were awesome together and I held his hand as we vanished to reap his brother.