1 Death trap

The rain hit the windshield without remorse late at night as Mr. green drove into town when he noticed a strange car following him. He picked up speed and the peaceful drive turned into a car chase. Once he was sure he had lost the car he pulled into a parking lot and relaxed. After about twenty minutes, he restarts the car and begins to drive off.

"Leaving so soon?" Was all he heard from the back seat before he felt something cold and damp draped over his mouth. When he awoke he was strapped to a chair of some sort.

"Ah good, you're awake." He heard from the shadows.

"Who are you!?" He questioned, but the only response he got was the sound of a thwack. He looked to his right and saw the barrel of a gun pointed at him.

"You do not and will not get to know my name!"

"Then what shall I call you?" He asked wearily.

"I am the shadows that consume. Where nothing can escape me. I am the reaper of souls. I am death!" Death stepped out of the shadows. They were cloaked in a black hooded robe. Their face was nowhere to be seen. Upon seeing this Mr. green gasped in horror.

"So....shall we play a game? A game of life and death!"

"W-why am I here?" Mr. Green couldn't help but question.

"Because I need a new pawn for my game," They begin to laugh a sickly maniacal laugh that made goosebumps form on Mr. Green's entire body. The lights begin to flicker on and off, but eventually, the flickering and laughter stopped,

"I killed my last one~" The way that Death had said that was so sweet and evil that it was sickening to Mr. Green's stomach.

"Now then," They continued, "This is a game of cat and mouse. There will be a series of mazes in each room, and each room will be more deadly than the last. If you manage to complete all of the mazes you will live to see another day, but if you don't then...." They fired the gun at a cardboard cut out of him, "You die!" Death handed the gun to him and released the restraints. Mr. Green fired the gun at them creating blood splatters all over the walls and floors, but Death did not die. Instead, they laughed at him condescendingly.

"I knew you would try that!" They said as the bullet holes vanished.

"W-what are you!?" He shouted at them

"Didn't you hear me the first time? I am Death." Death crossed their arms and looked at their wrist, which was scarred, and gave off an impatient foot tap. The tapping was slow and eerie.

"Are you just going stand there or are you going to run? Because I can easily kill you right here and now." This shot adrenaline through Mr. Green's body and he ran into the next room. Death's voice came in over an intercom.

"And don't even bother trying to hide because we, will find you!"

'We? What do they mean 'we?' ' He thought to himself as he ran. Just then he heard the sound of angry growls and howls.

'Shoot that can only mean I'm being hunted by wolves' He thought to himself. He turned left and right, right and left until he came to a dead end. A lone wolf was closing in on him and he had to make a decision. Should he shoot it and give away his position or should he knock it out and deal with it later? He chose the latter of the two as the wolf jumped up into the air. He smacked it with the barrel of the gun. It gave a low whimper as it hit the ground. He ran past the wolf and repeated the process until he finally made it to the next room.

"Well done, my puppet~" Death says in a sickly sweet voice, "In this room, you will deal with something much more deadly than wolves. You will be dealing with my little toys!" The sound of the toreador march started to play. He knew it could only mean one thing.

"Freddy?" He says keeping his voice low as to not alert the walking animatronic terrors. He snuck his way through the maze until, "SCREEEE!" The sound of an animatronic was behind him trapping him between a wall and a deadly machine. He had no choice but to shoot the child possessed character this time. bang! The gun fired and he ran as fast as he could, but more and more of them kept getting in his way. He'd run out of bullets soon. The door closed behind him as he exited the maze and entered another. He heard a laugh followed by clapping, "Well done puppet, well done. How does it feel to be a child killer?" Death asked him.

"It was self-defense and they were already dead!" Mr green spat in defense, which turned out to be a mistake. Death appeared in front of him. Their scythe gleamed in the light of the room.

"You shouldn't have done that, Mr. Green," Death says in a low deadly tone, "Now instead of five mazes, there will be three and a decision to make!" Death vanished into a bunch of smoke causing Mr. Green to cough.

"Wait, what do you mean!?" He says to his captor, but they were already gone. He sighs, "Let's just get this over with." He says in a defeated tone as he walked further into the room. What he saw was a bunch of land mines on the ground.

"Huh, this shall be easy!" He says as he attempted to jump over a land mine, but hit a tripwire on the low ceiling instead. He was hit with a flamethrower that set him on fire. He screamed in pain as he did the stop drop and roll dance across the floor.

"Well, that won't work." He says annoyed as he got off the floor and dust himself off. He had sustained severe burns all throughout his body. He then began to walk his way through the land mind maze, barely making it through. He peered into the next room and his heart dropped at what he saw. Death was standing there behind his daughter with their hand on her shoulders. She was bound and gagged to a chair.

"Now choose," Death says as they positioned their scythe to her neck,

"Kill her and live or kill yourself and she lives." Her eyes widened with fear. Tears began to well up in her eyes. She silently begged her father not to kill her but didn't want to see him die. Death laughs at his pathetic expression of pure rage.

"You're a monster!" He spat with pure hatred. The venom of his words hurting his daughter's ears.

"There is a third option.....join me!"

"What!?" Mr. Green yelled back at death.

"Join me and you both shall live." They said plainly.

"You have ten seconds or I kill you both. Ten!" Those ten seconds seemed like an eternity as Death counted down. So many thoughts ran through Mr. Green's head, but he finally came to a decision.

"Death stop counting," He says as Death was about to say one

"I have made up my mind."

"Oh, and what is your decision~" They said with evil glee, for they knew what he had picked.

"I'll join you, just please let her go." He started to cry, but Death ignored him and undid his handy work.

"Daddy no!" His daughter cried, but before she could say another word she had vanished into a bunch of smoke.

"Good choice puppet~" Death says as they put a hand on his shoulder and for ed him to look at where his face should be, but there was nothing there. The tears stopped flowing, he was no longer able to cry.

"We shall begin training at midnight." Death then led him to where he would be staying for the rest of his life.