Title: Never Done
Rating: G, maybe PG
Other: I own everything. This is MY universe.
Summary: She didn't know why she took this job. But sometimes, it made her feel good to see her job done well.
She didn't know why she took this job.
Well, she kind of did. Her sister Morena had run off with that asshole and asked her to fill in her position while she was gone. Unfortunately for Meurte, a century has passed and Morena had yet to return, and the souls were lining up.
So, now Meurte's job was to decide who stayed on Earth after they had died and who will get to see the afterlife.
Her current mark was just a young child who had died in a fire, crying in the burning ruins. He looked up at Meurte, surprised to see her unscathed.
"Come with me," she said after a moment of silence, looking through her list and the boy's resume. "I will take you to a happier place than this cruel world."
The boy's name was Alexander Norton. He was six years old. Had he lived on, he would have become a doctor and discovered a surefire way of preserving brain function after a stroke long enough to save a life. Unfortunately, Alexander Norton was under her jurisdiction now. He was not the first, and he would be far from her last.
The woman took the boy in her arms and walked through his burning wall.
"It's not hot anymore."
"It never will be again," she promised him.
Finally, she showed up at the opal gate and unlocked it with a thought, bringing him inside. There, a tall young man with dark hair and green eyes, along with a slightly older woman with bleached hair and brown eyes spoke.
Alexander ran to them.
In life, they had been Dominic and Gloria Norton. He had been an actor, and she had been a fairly successful business owner.
Dominic had died of a stroke three years earlier. Gloria had died this morning in a car wreck after leaving her curling iron on.
Meurte watched as the three happily conversed and disappeared to choose a new home to live in. Then she looked back at her list.
Death's job was never done.