#xharbingerofdeath

"I still can't believe it...I should have been closer to her like the other day at the school...."

In a universe where everyone is born with numbers on their wrists counting down to when they’ll meet their soulmate, send me 00:00:00 for my muses reaction to their numbers hitting zero when they meet yours.

     The numbers on Allison’s wrist was an annoyance. They made her nervous, and she couldn’t concentrate on her studies. Or perfecting her hunting skills. Nothing but the fact that it was almost time. Almost time to meet her soul mate. The one she’d spend forever and always with.

     The annoyance on Allison’s wrist hit 1:00. One minute until she met her soulmate. She chewed on her lip as she made her way out of Beacon Hills High, down the stairs, and towards her car. Until she lifted her gaze, meeting Lydia’s. “Hey, do you need a ri—” She felt the buzzing on her wrist before she had  the chance  to finish her question. It had to be wrong. The young Argent lifted her wrist up, so she could gaze down at it. Yep.

     00:00:00. 

       "You won't be super mad if I kill Danny, will you?"