The Button Boy

“You can’t be here,” he said. “Vampires only.” I sighed in annoyance.

“Is death allowed?” I asked.

“No, run along. There are no humans here”

“No offense but, being death and all, don’t you think I’d know?” The vampire rolled his eyes.

“Be quick about it kid” he let me pass.


The party was quiet, especially for vampires. I zipped by looking for the human with the red dot above his or her head. It meant he or she would die soon. My agency, Hades Corp, had many kids like me, Deaths original children. We went out and put spirit bugs on doomed creatures. They didn’t really look like bugs more like buttons really. If we didn’t do this, when the humans died, they would turn into dark entities and cause problems in our dimension.


There she was, a young woman in a back room. She smiled unknowingly that her friend was inhuman. I rolled my eyes, vampires where such a pain. The woman didn’t notice me as she kissed the vampire. On the other hand the vampire looked at me, annoyed.


Humans couldn’t see me, not unless I wanted them too. But humans wouldn’t like to know that that they’re about to die, that’s all I was to them. A symbol of death.


I sighed, placed the button on her neck. The job was done. She would be killed in the next hour. I didn’t want to stay around and find out what all that psychopathic vampire had plans for this oblivious human.


I left the building, the vampire guarding the door gave me a ‘good riddance’ glair. He was just thankful I was only a human, button boy. All the button boys had their assigned species.


I checked my watch, I had five more in my district for today. The next was an elderly man on his death bed, and a man about to be hit by a drunk driver. I came up to the last three. Finally, the night shift would take over and I could take a break. I was exhausted, today had been more then usual.


Other humans with green lights above them past me. A few jellyfish ghosts swam past my face. I smiled, they were such cute creatures. I felt bad for humans they were really missing out on the things they couldn’t see.


There they were the three where in a group. That’s when I noticed it. Her long blonde hair, his smiling gaze on her blue eyes. They shared a kiss. In each of their hands they held their daughters hands. So happy. My heart ached.


Why did I feel like this for humans? All three had red dots above their heads. I reached into my pouch, three buttons. Placing one on each of their necks. The job was done, I should go now.


I didn’t, I watched a bit longer, I even followed them. What was wrong with me? I did this every day. Men, women, and children.


It was getting late, the family turned a corner and a man with a gun came around, demanding all the money they had on them. The parents tried to calm the man down. They emptied their wallets and begged the man to spare them. He didn’t, two gunshots, two bodies. He aimed to take another shot.


I should walk away. Why did I stay in the first place? I knew how it ended.


The little girl turned and looked right at me. I looked behind me, what was she looking at.

“Please help!” She screamed, crying. She could see me?

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