Red Death

Part 2

It took Death a few tries to create a perfect body for his master, but it was worth all the effort. Blood-red hair goes down to his mid-back, and he has yellow-green eyes and a tall but skinny body. The clothes were another thing, but he decided to let his master choose what to wear. Then with great ease put his master's soul into the body. The eyes flew open, and he blinked a few times, adjusting to the difference in vision as it was close to perfect.

"My master, you will be now marked with my seal. If you accepted it, I would be grateful," proposed Death.

"Yes, I'll accept it,"

"Where do you what me to place it,"

"Right over where my heart used to be,"

"Of course, master,"

Death placed his skeleton over where his heart used to be, and the mark appeared as the symbol the Peverell used for their house's ring.

"Perfect, now clothes and glasses," said Harry.

"Master, if I may suggest a new name as well so that you may start anew," inquired Death.

"Yes, that would be good. How about Grell," said Harry.

"Yes, that would work nicely now the last name,"

"Sutcliff,"

"Yes, my Master Grell Sutcliff," said Death, taking a deep bow towards his now-only master.
Harry, now Grell(has the same outfit), looked around the room. It was an office, and paperwork was stacked high on the desk.

"Well, let's get this paperwork done,"

"Master, what about me,"

"You can create the rest of the soul reapers using the souls of humans that committed suicide,"

"Of course, Master,"

"It should lighten your load and have too many soul reapers, to begin with,"

"Will you wish to meet the Master,"

"Not yet, but once they're created, inform them of my existence and tell them not to come into my office unannounced,"

"Of course, Master,"

Timeskip to when the Undertaker retires 300 years in the future

"My Master, one of the soul reapers requests an audience,"

"Yes, let them die. I've been expecting them,"

The door opened, and The Reaper tied a soul reaper's gray, silver hair back in a high ponytail: rectangle glasses, Victorian-style clothing. The Reaper's eyes widened as he looked upon the Master of Death.

"Hello, Adrian Crevan," said Grell, putting his hands under his chin.

"Grell, is that you," said a shocked Adrian.

"Of course, who else would it be,"

"So you have been the Lord of the Shinigami,"

"Yes, I've been the Master of death for 300 years now,"

"Give me a minute. I need to take a breather,"

"Okay,"

Once Adrian caught his breath, he sighed and mumbled something about insane redheads.

"Well, what are you here for, Adrian,"

"I'm here because I've been thinking of going on a vacation, and I wanted your approval, well, Master with Death's removal, which is technically you,"

"For how long,"

"I was thinking at least a hundred years,"

"Co"d you do something for me during that time,"

"and" what would that be,"

"in"someone interesting for me, so I don'tdon'tbored,"

"Well, I could reopen my Undertaker shop just for a while,"

"If you intend to buy an Undertaker, you can always put it under my name instead of yours because you're really already dead,"

"Und name,"

"Pervell"

"Doesn't that have some kind of meaning,"

"It wasn't last name of one of my ancestors. They met Death,"

"I can vouch that they were quite interesting people," said Death walking out of the shadows.

"My liege" it is an honour to meet you in person," said Adain, bowing deeply.

"Yes, it's nice to meet one of my master's underling," replied"Death.

"So, Death", did you look into the thing I asked you about,"

"Yes, it happen in October of 1885,"

"Well, I'll be interfering in that a demon will cause it, and it isn't supposed to happen,"

"Yes, I shall take my leave than see you soon, Mr. Crevan,"

"My Lord well, once I open my Undertaker shop, what do you wish me to do,"

"I wish you to experiment on the human body as it seems something that happened shouldn't, "And that is my Lord,"

"For some reason, someone has been reanimating them. I want you to investigate and find out how they're doing it ,"

"Of course", anything else,"

"During your vacation, you will be known as Undertaker, never to reveal you're you're and become an informant so that we have an idea which souls are going where the soul records are getting backed up lately,"

"Okay, m'lord, I shall leave my glasses with you for the time being," Adrian, he laid them on Grell desk and left.