Gregory's POV
Adrian closed the door behind us as I was faced with two more people. One had ginger/blood red hair with the same eyes and another with raven black hair with maroon red eyes. Each alters was different but was elder styles than the clothes today. These must be more of the paranormal creatures like Adrian. "Who's this little brat Adrian," the red head said in annoyance. We just met yet he's playing this game. "Grell shut your mouth it's not nice to say such things," the raven colored man said with a slight disguise in his voice pointed towards the red head presumedly named Grell. "Now, now you two, Sebastian this is Gregory Jackson the boy I mentioned to you yesterday. Doesn't he look similar to the young Earl you were contracted with so many years ago," I felt Adrian lay a hand on my shoulder.
Sebastian, the raven haired male stood up and walked over before crouching and looking deeply into my baby blue eyes. "You're right Adrian but why bring him here," Sebastian said as he stood back to his full height. "He wishes to be in our little group due to the recent attacks on his loved ones. Ain't that right Gregory," Adrian looked down at me as Grell stood up and pulled out a black book. "Oh, no wonder why that last name was so familiar. You're Mariah Jackson's only beloved son," Grell said as he closed the book, "too bad her soul was never recovered but the Reaper sociality." Wait, grim reapers that must explain the eyes, Adrian gave a sad chuckle and then looked at Sebastian. "There are no demons around anymore like myself so I have no idea where Mariah's soul might be," Sebastian said with a frown playing on his lips.
"Wait what do you mean by my mother's soul is missing," I blurted out trying to remind them I was still here. Adrian jumped a little before looking down at me and trying to give a sincere smile but only came out with a nervous chuckle. "What we mean by that, boy is that your mother's soul was never recovered by us experts and recorded that she officially dead. There is a chance that your mother's soul is being used as a mod soul for something. But with no idea or clues leading up to that we have to suspect that she is still alive," Grell said as he looked over to Sebastian. "Indeed but since you're younger and managed to do such detective work more than the men these days you have a better chance to find the culprit than any of us," Sebastian said as he gave a glare to Grell.
"How will I get in contact with you even if I find anything," I asked as Sebastian gave a small chuckle. Adrian handed me a single slip of paper before smiling, "these are some of our numbers just in case alright." I nodded as Adrian patted my head and walked over to Sebastian as he opened the door grandfather was about to walk into the shop. "Ready to head home, sport," Grandfather said with a slightly sad smile. "Have a wonderful night Gregory and remember the things we did today," Adrian said with a goofy smile. We walked to Grandfather's car as I saw Sebastian and Grell peak out behind Adrian and wave to me. Looking back at the piece of paper Adrian gave to me and looked at the phone grandfather gave me for contacting him if I ever need anything from him.
So mother might still be alive but where will her soul hide, I mean the only places are objects such as stuff animals, toys, electronics, and puppe- that's it puppets. Mother always said she use to play with the marionette before it went towards the pizzeria. "Grandpa what happened to Marionette from the Prize corner," I asked as Grandfather pulled onto the side and sighed. "That puppet your mother loved was sadly put into storage today due to the puppeteer quitting today. He told me if he didn't get a raise he was going to quit and he did so today. So, for now, I'm afraid that Marionette won't be moving for awhile," Grandfather said as he pulled out a sheet of paper from his pocket and handing it to me.
"This is from Scott saying that he wishes for this to be handed to you when you feel sad but I guess it's for anytime right champ," Grandfather said with a sad smile. He was hurting more than me due to his health and age. He lost Grandmother before I was born then he lost mother so recently and I guess he's afraid that I'm next. "I'll let you in on a little secret champ about the Afton family lineage. We've always been mixed in the center of the living and the dead. Your ancestor Ciel Phantomhive had made a contract with a demon and saw many things that to this day in age is basically a myth now. Grim Reapers, Demons, Angels all those mythical beings are just folktale that people tell kids to scare them now," Grandfather gave a sad chuckle, "I was skeptical about such things but I now realize you have to keep open minded about these things." So Ciel Phantomhive is one of my ancestors so I'm more connected to them in every way.
"Grandpa what would you know about a Sebastian Michaelis in anywhere in the family tree," I asked wondering if the records are proven right. "That name was a butler that was very close to your ancestor. But always wore black as if he was a raven waiting for the perfect moment to attack. Or that's what your great grandfather told me," Grandfather pulled off the side of the road and started to drive and drove straight home. So everything that I observed was true and so Demons and such mythical creatures such exist. Grandfather parked in the garage this time as he turned off the car and opened his door as I did the same.
It was very quiet for the rest of the night. But my mind kept wandering back to what both Adrain said also Grandfather's explanation earlier. Am I going Mad from the information I've gained within the last few days? Am I becoming a. MAD. HATTER.
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Sorry for the wait for the chapter I had other things to do during the creation of this chapter hopefully I can update more and quicker I'm still looking for help for some of my books
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