• -Be careful, Jack. - I told him, as he squeezed the hilt with force - He's not like the usual monsters we face.
    -Who knew that a world designed to be so perfect is so degraded? Did you noticed ? - He whispered to me, looking at the green monster that was buried in the grass.
    -Was it this that our Lord designed as perfect? This is the true nature of perfect, maybe? Have you thought about it? - I asked him, while his breathing stopped to listen.
    He knew that he would not answer me. He had entered his serious manner. First rule of a Killer: quiet all the noise that may cause us. The breath, steps and body movements themselves. Second rule of a Killer: know everything about the target. If we know their strengths and their weaknesses, will be much easier to fight him, and so defeat him. Third rule of a Killer: attack and kill the target before he becomes aware. It is crucial that neither I nor my teacher do some noise. The monster began to adapt a human form: it was a tall man, but fat, with a goatee and that opened the mouth, one saw a large, sharp teeth that tear the flesh of their victims and ate their souls. Her hair was shining so oily it was. I heard the teeth gnashing Jack hard.
    Jack knew that he hated more than anyone, criminals who killed and ate souls just for fun. In addition to not seem like it when you kill these criminals, he takes them very seriously. The fact that he takes it too seriously sometimes scares me a lot. And the fact that I know nothing of her past before the primary, where at first he was a pretty quiet kid, and where we became best friends. They say it was created by Death, that is, lived all his life with him. But who were his parents? That's what I asked myself many times.
    A soul that follows the path of evil ends up becoming an evil soul. However, only a soul can become malignant if eating too many souls of innocent people. More than half of the human world has known that pure souls, and they kill more, continue pure. Yeah, because only become an evil soul who kill and eat the souls of the dead person, leaving Death empty handed.
    Jack and I wanted enough to become the next Death, Jack and I a weapon in the master. However, there were more than two years looking for the highest strain of Death. Well, because Death had a daughter. It was not supposed to have, since Death is supposed to be a man with no wife, no children. Has only to devote himself to his work Death and company have just as their weapon, called Josef and is Director of the School Readiness of Life Higar. It is very nice and would prefer that students call you all Jo.
    -Jack the Ripper ... - I heard him mutter angrily, before jumping from the shadows.
    What happened then was too fast to be followed by the human eye. Even I had difficulty following their movements. To jump from the shadows, Jack ran silent steps towards our victim and cut him with my sharp and scintillating. He crouched down and looked into the soul red behind us. I saw him look at that evil loves thoroughly disgusted.
    - ... Come to seek thy soul. - Concluded, turning to face - Sinjar.
    -Yes. - Said, jumping to the stone floor - Thank you, Jack.
    He smiled at me, like good friends who are, as I kept the soul in a small jar but it had several souls within. I started counting them as she followed Jack. We had to collect a thousand souls per year, and pass all tests to pass the year. Jack and I were in the fourth year, without ever stopping. And we were about 857 in the soul. I smiled at him.
    More than 143 souls, and the examination and passed to the fifth level. - He opened the first smile that way after having been conceived in the mission.
    "I'll report what happened to Jo. Are you coming?
    I followed him to a storefront, where he dimmed the glass and wrote there 444-0030. Then, the glass began to have ripple like water when you throw a stone and a light shone in the window. And then, without further ado, a man with light brown hair and eyes of a yellowish brown with a big smile appeared. He was a grown man, however, still young.
    "Oh what a beautiful night that we do not think, boys? - He greeted us with that huge smile.
    -Yo, Jo! - The man looked at the lively Jack, surprised him by none have answered the question - Mission accomplished!
    Jo laughed, her eyes shining.
    "Very good work! - Then his expression became serious - I found it?
    "No, sir. - I said, disappointed. Almost three years ago we were looking for a girl.
    "Wait a second! - I was surprised to see Jack again with a serious expression. Those sudden mood swings were beginning to confuse me - Explain this story again. Because I did not notice!
    Jo looked at him disappointed, before complying.
    Well, fourteen years ago today that the Lord Death has been seen with a child in her arms, which everyone claimed to be his daughter. And indeed he was. However, he could not keep the child up there and so sent her to a family caring and infertile, the Johnsons. - Jo explained, very seriously. Jack was talking, but he interrupted him - But, the Johnson family moved house without seeing and we lost them and since we do not know your location. Moreover - Jack heard attentive, which surprised me a lot - we discovered recently that Lucifer has been too quiet, so we suspect that he walk planning something big. So, I need you to hurry.
    -Understood.
    "Just one more thing! - Jo and I both we looked astonished. What was harder to understand? - He is guy or girl? - I looked, asking me what it had to do. He noticed my gaze and said: - What? I am a man, I have needs!
    -Go over to Shane. - Jo continued, ignoring what Jack had said - he has already ended their missions. Take care. - Looked from one side to another - The walls have ears.
    Jack and I looked at each other as a showcase once again had a normal glass.
    -What does he mean by that? - I asked, confused.
    Jack shrugged and mumbled:
    "Go, we have to go to that potato head.
    Alas, I have a potato head? - We turned and saw a boy of fourteen, with dark hair and eyes of a light gray. The lips do not smile and had prepared himself for questioning, he well knew. That was how we knew it was him.
    "Hello, Shane. - I said, embarrassed. Jack and the things I talked often private.
    -Yo Shane! - Jack exclaimed, starting to make cobs at the head of Shane - What mission were they?
    "That .. is ... TOP SECRET! - He exclaimed, trying to get rid of Jack - have confirmed that you are.
    That's good. - Smiled at him, knowing it could have been with interrogation - Come to where?
    Shane pulled out a device that looked a lot like a laptop computer just because it was up to touch.
    America. Come on.
    Shane opened a portal and it was lighted. We would find her. Otherwise, my name was not Sinjar.