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Horror of cinematic records

                          *Grell's pov*

That news that had struck a bit ago has had a slight resurface for me, you see the boy that was at the murder got killed and of course was on my list.

I picked up my deadly safety scissors and small black book. In the streets was a small boy. Raven hair plastered to his face because of rain and blood. His clothes where in rags and his face had a smile carved into it.

With hesitation I jammed my scissors into his stomach. The cinematic records played.

The girl with brown ringlets stated" we will be okay just follow me and cover you ears Andrew." She grabbed his hand and they walked to a building. " ah, So soon? Need more money?" A elder man stated hastily. She nodded gesturing the boy to the other room." No I want him to stay and see what a dirty whore you are." Said the man slapping her across her sweet face.
The man made the boy follow to a room of whips and silk." Sit boy!" He shouted pushing him into a chair.
He watched as his 12 year old sister got striped. Her wrists got tied to the bed as the creep got undressed.

Not able to watch anymore I reaped the soul and returned to work. I wish he didn't have to die.

I reached the dispatch, not able to hold my emotions anymore I broke down crying." Sorry darling it was for ye own good" a voice behind me spoke into my ear. The person placed a hand over my mouth to stop the sobbing. They scooped me up and dashed to ...... Undertakers- oh bloody hell.

He set me on a coffin and removed my clothes. I tried to resist but he would threaten to hurt William. "Fine just d-don't hurt W-William...please." He gave me a sadistic smile" I suppose you are fond of em?" He hummed when he undid my belt buckle. I nodded, moving my neck hurt due to the marks he left. He trusted.
I struggled in the ropes he restrained me in.

I woke up covered in bruises and marks still tied up. Soft sobs racked my body.
I don't know where Adrian went.
The front door bell rung. I was in a coffin towards the back of the morticians shop.
" we need information." Said a small familiar voice.
" help!" I shook around the coffin.
"What the hell? Sebastian find out who that is." Ceil  commanded.
"Yes Master. "

The lid of the coffin opened and the ropes were cut. I tried to get out but I was far too weak.

                    * William pov*
I was walking to collect my souls when I saw Sebastian and Ceil walking out of Undertakers shop.
"Hello scum" I greeted with venom.
" oh I would expect you to be much nicer to me considering I saved your colleague."
He returned with a smirk.
" you did?" I pushed
"You idiotic shinigami,you expect me to tell you?" He gently reached into his tail coat.
"If you battle there will be severe punishment, Sebastian!"Ceil threatened.
"Yes my Lord" he withdrawal from his pocket.
" last time you almost died," he continued.
" Death scythes are as dangerous to demons as they are humans and reapers alike." Sebastian quoted from the rules.

" that is the only way that scum and I are similar." I replied."Tell him whom you saved Sebastian." Ceil said calmly.
" I rescued Grell Sutcliff" he said calmly helping his master into a horse drawn carriage.

With that I summoned my death scythe and entered Undertakers shop.
" where are you Adrian!"

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Cliffhanger or should I say Sutcliff-hanger. No? Okay well sorry for the wait internet is not always at my disposal as always eat more BLACK PEPPER ☆ bye!