The Fate: Part 1

The lonely fate sat at her desk, matching couples before she left for her morning jog. She began to hum one of her favorite songs to cure the little boredom that built up. She loved her job, she wanted to do this for eternities. Lucky for her, she did. She matched one last couple and stood up from her desk. She changed into her exercise clothes and left for her jog.

The fate came back sweaty and out of breath. She kicked off her shoes and started undressing to bathe herself. As she walked past her desk, she noticed that the last couple she matched, unmatched. What is this? She thought to herself. This is the first time since I started that this has happened. Maybe one of them died. The fate pulled out the handbook of her fate duties. She opened it to the end of the book, looking through the index. If I don’t find it here, may as well talk to one of the other fates. She turned the pages of the book to the page reading “Couples That Unmatch.” She began to read. “Couples that unmatch from each other represents one of them suddenly dies. If they had been matched for an extended period of time represents them drifting away from each other and they do not have matches for the rest of their lives. You may rematch them if you take pity on them.” The fate closed the book. “Hm.” She looked back at the couple. The cut in their match looked nothing like her fate scissors. She opened her desk drawer and held onto the scissors that were born into her hands. The gold and red scissors shined in the light as she compared the cut with the scissors. “No fate did this.” She tossed them back into the drawer and signed. She decided to wait until after her shower and left her desk. She walked into her room. The fate opened her closet to grab some clean clothes. Out of the blue, someone grabbed her from behind. “Wha-.” She tried to say as her mouth was covered. “Listen to me and listen good. I refuse to be matched by someone who will push me back with that psychopath. If I’m getting matched by someone, it’ll be me.” Suddenly her world turned to pitch black.

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