Running With The Wolves (Gregory Violet x Reader)

Chapter IX: Red Thing

You've opened your eyes. Everything was blurry, all you could see was a large red spot.

„What is this? My blood? No, it looks like a person... it's doing funny movements."

— Hello there! — The red thing came closer to you and you were able to see it better. Grell.

— Are you here to take my soul? I don't want to die...

— Not exactly, my dear, not exactly! Ah, you don't want to die? What are you saying? It's too late now. You're already dead! Aren't you lucky? You've died in little Sebas's arms! Come, follow me.

— I can't see anything, — Your vision was still blurry and you had hard time walking.

— Take my hand, — He reached out his hand toward you and you grabbed it. — It's so rare to see a female reaper. Usually women appreciate their lives more. Why did you kill yourself? Was it because little Sebas rejected you?

— Wait what? Female reaper? Where? Do you mean yourself?

— No, silly. You. You're a reaper now, that's a punishment for killing yourself. I was sent to show you the way.

— Yes! Just as I planned!

— What?

— Nothing, I mean I'm dead just as I planned, — You lied, not sure if you could trust him and tell him the true meaning of your words. You of course knew that you couldn't escape or defeat Sebastian, that's why you've killed yourself, knowing that you had a chance to get punished for suicide and become a reaper. Immortality is better than being dead, isn't it? You didn't see it as punishment at all *cough* unlike Y *cough*

— Now you will become a student and get simple glasses too, you can get better ones as well if you'll prove yourself worthy. But, — He stopped, — Before we'll go, I'll warn you: don't you dare hitting on my men, for example, Will. If you'll feel like flirting with someone, feel free to flirt with me. I'm not really into women but sometimes I'm making exception. Understood?

— Yes, M'Lady.

— I like you already, — He squealed, batting his eyes, — Do you want to have my babies? I can have them with you at least!

— Uh–oh. Isn't it a little bit early? I don't think that I'm a family type, at least for now.

— It's alright, I'll wait for you like Penelope! Let's continue walking! Or do you want me to carry you? It's hard to see the way without glasses.

— Thank you, I'm fine on my own. — You said. Sure, he was cute, funny and pretty but you didn't feel like getting too close to him.

Soon two of you arrived at destination.

— Will! Look! I've brought my girlfriend! Do not hit on her!!! You can hit only on me!

— With pleasure, — William said, hitting his head and throwing him out the window.

— Ouch. — You said. It was very funny, but you kind of felt bad for Grell.

— What? He wanted me to hit him... anyway, follow me, L/N, you need glasses.

— He will be okay, right?

— Yes, don't worry about him, follow me.