Surmatar
Legacy Name: Froya

Unlike most harvesters, this one wasn't born at a graveyard. She materialized at an ordinary intersection in the middle of nowhere. The first thing she can remember, is a little girl sitting at the edge of a sidewalk. The girl was wearing a light sundress in pink, with dark red patterns on it. She had her platinum, almost white hair tied up on two long pigtails. She was sobbing quietly and leaned on something on the ground. The harvester crept closer and could soon make out the shape of a grown woman laying on the ground. Beautiful platinum hair fanned under her on the ground and she was wearing a beautiful white summer dress. The creature realized there was no sign of life on the woman's body. The ground under her was covered in blood and more was slowly seeping from where her head lay against the sidewalk. The harvester soon realized that the red marks on the little girls dress were not a pattern.

Our little phantom had no idea she had just been born at a crime scene. The little girls mother had been hit by a passing car, the car just continuing like nothing happened as the woman fell and never got up again.

Feeling sorry for the girl and really wanted to comfort her the young harvester hovered closer. The will to console this child made the hooded creature visible to the little girl. Unfortunately, the girl had never heard of harvesters before and seeing one just materialize out of thin air scared her to no end. In fear she jumped up and bolted into the near by forest.

The harvester didn't understand what had frightened the girl and followed her, not realizing this action just drove the girl deeper into the woods. As the sun began to set and darkness fell over the trees, our hooded friend lost sight of the girl. She searched for hours before deciding to return to the cross roads where she had materialized at. She thought that maybe the girl would eventually return there, so she stayed and waited.

As word got out about the accident, authorities tried to remove the mothers dead body. The harvester didn't understand why they were trying to take the body away, it seemed so important to the little girl. The way everyone ran away screaming as soon as she took the body back also baffled her. What she didn't know, was that the people couldn't see her. She thought that they, like the little girl, were terrified of her, not knowing that all anyone could see was a dead body moving on it's own. Eventually she decided it would be better to take the body away from those "scavengers" that just kept coming. She carried it with her into the forest, and kept carrying it with her. She hoped it would eventually bring the little girl back to her and she could somehow save her.

Aimlessly, the harvester wandered in the forest, looking for the little girl. Days turned into weeks, weeks into months. Eventually the locals began to whisper about a terrifying formless creature living in the forest, carrying around the remains of it's victims. They started to call the presence Surmatar, the death bringer.

Sometimes late at night Surmatar would gather her courage to leave the forest and venture closer to the carnival. She loved to see the happy children running around from one ride to another or eating ice cream and cotton candy till they got sick. She always kept her distance however, so no one would see her and get scared. She didn't know it was actually up to her to decide who to show herself to.

On one such night, Surmatar was hovering close to the carnival pier, mesmerized by the pretty lights and sounds of children playing around. Unknowingly, she had floated little closer than she usually dared to go.

"Hey you... I think I know you..."

Surmatar was brought back to reality by someone speaking next to her. Her memories of the frightened child and adults terurned and she turned to run away, cursing herself for being so careless and getting too close.

"Wait! Please don't go..."

Surmatar stopped but didn't turn around, she didn't want to scare away the firs human she had encountered in years.

"You... you were there that night... weren't you?"

The Harvesters little heart skipped a beat and quietly she turned around to look at who ever was speaking to her. She saw a young teenage girl with long blond hair tied up to pigtails. She wasn't wearing a pink dress covered in blood, but Surmatar could've sworn she looked just like... like her.

"I... I'm sorry I ran away that night, I didn't know what you were back then and I got scared... But I know now! And I know you don't mean me any harm. Please, would you come to the carnival with me?" The girl asked, smiling.

Surmatar hesitated, she wasn't sure what to do. Could this really be the girl she scared away all those years ago? At least she wasn't running away screaming like everyone else had, but what about all the others at the carnival...

"Oh don't worry" the girl said like responding to Surmatars thoughts "no one but me can see you unless you want them to." The girl smiled again. "My name is Jennifer by the way, what's yours? Do you have a name?"

Surmatar hesitated again but responded this time "they... they call me Surmatar..."

"Oh? So you are that 'terrifying entity' in the forest everyone is so afraid of these days?" Jennifer laughed but stopped as she saw the sad expression on Surmatars face. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you" she said and seemed thoughtful. "In fact, please wait here, I will be right back. She said and started to run towards one of the carnival stands. "And don't even think about running back to the forest!" She yelled on her way.

Surmatar just stared after her, trying to understand what just happened. Had she finally found the girl she had been looking for all those years? Could she really still be alive?... And what did she mean when she said no one else would be able to see her? Maybe it would be best if she just returned to the forest... Surmatars train of thought was interrupted as Jennifer was coming back already, carrying something on her arms.

"Here, try this on!" Jennifer chirped and handed Surmatar a new robe. It was soft brown from the outside and had heart shaped holes showing the pink undercoat. It looked so much better than the old and ripped dark gray robe she had been wearing all these years and wearing it made our little harvester happier than she had ever been.

"Awww it fits so well!" Jennifer praised. "I also got you this!" She pulled out the biggest and cutest heart shaped lollipop Surmatar had ever seen. Her scythe dropped to the ground, already forgotten as the little creature clutched on to her new lollipop staff with both hands. Her tiny harvester cheeks blushed from happiness and her eyes filled with tears. Surely no one could ever be afraid of her now?

Encouraged by her new look, Surmatar followed Jennifer to the Carnival area, and had one of the best days of her life.

The two became the best of friends, Surmatar got a job helping out at the carnival stand and even cleared out an ebil dust bunny infestation at the near by adoption center.

But those all are stories for another time.