- Chapter 1: Love Triangle
- Chapter 2: About Last Night
- Chapter 3: Birth, Death, and Marriage
- Chapter 4: Welcome to the World
- Chapter 5: Child's Play
- Chapter 6: Young Love
- Chapter 7: Grief and Misdemeanours
- Chapter 8: Growing Up Is Hard To Do
- Chapter 9: The Saint and The Sinner
- Chapter 10: Strange Times Indeed
- Chapter 11: A Date with Death
- Chapter 12: Love Will Keep Us... Apart
- Chapter 13: There's Something Wrong With Harlow......
- Chapter 14: The Ghost of You
- Chapter 15: Don't Go Into The Basement
- Chapter 16: What A Ghost Wants
- Chapter 17: Better Together
- Chapter 18: Love and Caring
- Chapter 19: Wicked Little Girl
- Chapter 20: The Devil in Dahlia
- Chapter 21: I Do!
- Chapter 22: If Only
- Chapter 23: Of Cheats And Liars
- Chapter 24: You and I
- Chapter 25: Runaways
- Chapter 26: A Life Anew
- Chapter 27: Three of a Kind
- Chapter 28: Please Forgive Me
- Chapter 29: The Colour of Love
- Chapter 30: Grim's Gonna Get Ya...
- Chapter 31: Return of the Fallen
- Chapter 32: Who's That Girl?
- Chapter 33: What The Future Holds
- Chapter 34: Weapons of Mass Seduction
- Chapter 35: A Matter of Life and Death
- Chapter 36: Witness the Fitness
- Chapter 37: Inferno
- Chapter 38: Playing With Fire
- Chapter 39: Misery Loves Isolation
- Chapter 40: Honesty; Honestly
- Final Chapter: The Last Mars
- After Party
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Chapter 11: A Date with Death
On her first morning as an Young Adult Harlow awoke and enjoyed a quiet breakfast. Her calm exterior spoke volumes but inside troubles plagued her senses. Now she had grown up, Harlow knew there were some things she had to do.
Harlow had never met her father before- she had been brought up by her mother Scarlett alone. All through her life she felt the emptiness of knowing she had a parent who didn't want her, and now it was time to set those things to right... but maybe not in the way he expected.
As she locked him in the dank cell Harlow felt no guilt. Instead a saccharine grin split her features as she saw the confusion of her father's face; the panic. It was delicious.
She didn't even stay to watch him burn.
As Harlow returned to survey the result of her handywork she was felt an unvoluntary shiver- the kind you get when you realise someone is watching you. Her senses heightened as her skin turned cold, and slowly she turned to see who was behind her.
He was only there for a moment, but it was long enough to make an impression on young Harlow. Death stole your attention whether you wanted him to or not.
Right then and there, Harlow made a place for Him in her heart and vowed that he would one day belong to her.
After that Harlow was obsessed. She knew that to see Him again others would have to die. It seems so stange that someone would be willing to go so far, but Harlow was evil to her very core, and she wanted him. She needed a sacrifice.
The maid was cleverer than the last victim and battled valiantly to save herself.
Still, it wasn't enough to save her skin.
Harlow awoke from a deep sleep to the maid's final cries as she lost her life. Quickly she ran to the cells to wait for Him.
Death didn't take long to materialise, but every second wasted was torture for Harlow. She took a deep breath as he harvested the soul and prepared to speak to the Grim Reaper.
Being touched by Death wasn't how Harlow had imagined. Yes, his touch was cold and distant, but it filled Harlow with such feeling; such resolve that she knew they were meant to be together. In a few seconds, he was gone
After that came another victim- Jolie. A sweet girl, Harlow lured Jolie to her home under the illusion of friendship, but both women got more than they bargained for.
Yes, a few hours after being placed in the cell, Jolie spun into her maternity clothes.
Can pregnant Sims die? If not, will she give birth in the cell?
There's only one way to find out...
Harlow paced the corridor by the cells, angry and impatient at how long it was taking for her to see Death again. She realised she needed a way to get lots of people to her house at once. And then she thought of the perfect solution...
Soon her cells were crammed with fresh blood. Unfortunately though, many of the Sims were NPC's, and thus were able to escape from their confinement. Still, there would be enough murder to go around.
One of the party guests got a very special cell- with his wife. Yes, Harlow had tracked down Jolie's husband Nick and promptly placed him with his beloved.
At first the couple were delighted to be together once again, but soon the stresses of living in captivity began to overwhelm them, and they argued bitterly.
A short while later the first guest caught on fire.
And she was quickly followed by the second.
Harlow ran eagerly to the basement, following the screams of her prey until she was reunited with the Reaper once again.
But sadly this time Death didn't hang around to chat. Harlow felt crushed by his abandoment and retired to her room. She convinced herself that she wasn't good enough for Him- that he didn't want her. She sat infront of her mirror and sobbed, and soon began working on changing herself.
A few hours later and she felt better; happier and ready to win his black heart.
Whilst things were unfolding in the basement, above ground Harlow's brother Devon was celebrating his birthday. He turned into a Young Adult and quickly moved out.
Scarlett's birthday was also on the same day.
She aged relatively gracefully.
The next day Harlow invited over her neighbour Cleo. Cleo had just recently lost her son, though she didn't realise that it was Harlow who had so cruely snatched his life away. Harlow decided that the kindest thing to do was to ease her pain.
Mwah ha ha.
Not long after Jolie went into labour and stayed that way for many hours. Eventually she just stopped. No baby. No death. What a disappointment.
But the day wasn't completely a bust. First Cleo caught on fire.
Then her sister.
Then Nick died of starvation.
Harlow had laid on a buffet of souls for the Reaper to feed on, she just hoped he would be grateful.
She waited patiently, as always, for him to finish work.
And then she began to chat with him, inside desperately wishing he would notice the effort she had gone to in hopes of impressing him.
It seems you have to kill a hella lot of people to get some touch with the Reaper...
In between deaths, Harlow spent some time in the neighbourhood collecting seeds.
As a Green Thumb she really enjoyed working on her garden, and it helped to keep her calm.
Every so often a person would die.
And Harlow would wait dutifully, like she always did, in hopes of getting to spend some time with her love; her God- the Angel of Death.
The moments were brief and fleeting; the separation all the more painful, but she was addicted to his touch. Harlow needed Him. She just prayed he would grow to need her too.
Another day, another death.
Another night spent at his side. Faithful, always patient.
Sometimes Harlow would look into his eyes knowing that Death could see her soul. She wanted to give it to him desperately.
Sometimes he would look into her eyes too, and in those moments Harlow felt a peace she had never felt before.
Sometimes the whole world would just fall away and it was only them- these two. Harlow and Death.
Without Death by her side Harlow's days seemed longer- the colours of the world less bright. Always there was something missing. With her mind always on Grim she became less vigilant too, and these mistakes cost her.
One of the prisoners escaped whilst Harlow wasn't looking. Unfortunately for the poor girl she wasn't long for this earthly existence. She died of starvation just before she reached the street.
And Death came, as he always did.
And Harlow went to him, as she always did. This time she pleaded with him to stay, just a little bit longer. Just the one night was all she needed to satisfy her weakness.
She got what she craved, and he was gone before she woke up the next morning.
But Death had left something behind. Harlow smiled as she placed her hand on her expanding stomach. She thought of the life growing inside her; the Death. Now she was connected to him, and she was ever closer to claiming his heart.
Will Harlow ever fully grasp the Grim's affections? Find out in the next chapter of The Mars Family Legacy, coming soon.
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