Who are these strange men?

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Grell POV:

I stayed back as Will chased after the demon and checked the scattered bodies throughout the room. It was just as I suspected,the demon already devoured these peoples souls. Will won't be happy about this one bit. Whenever a demon steals a soul there is much paperwork to attend to about it and Will absolutely despised working overtime.

I turned my attention to the last girl who was slumped against the wall beneath the window that Will and I broke and shrugged. She was probably dead just like her family.

" Lets see........" I muttered, taking out the book that we reapers used to record our data about the souls we were supposed to reap and flipped through it until I found the desired information. " Alright the souls that were supposed to be collected were ones from a Mrs. Rebecca Kanashimi, a Mr. Robert Kanashimi, and their two children, Anna Kanashimi and Micheal Kanashimi...hmmm."

I turned my attention back to the girl who was unconscious by the wall. She wasn't included in the list along with her family.

I walked over to the girl and noticed the slight raise and fall of her chest that indicated that she was breathing.

" Yes, She's alive alright." I muttered, dropping her wrist so that it fell limply by her waist once again.

" Did the demon take all the souls scheduled to be reaped here?" William asked as he jumped back in through the window empty handed. I guess the demon got away from us again.

" William!" I cheered, running towards Will with my arms open, attempting to tackle him with a hug, but just like always he stopped me with his scythe and caused me to slam into the far wall. Hmph. He never accepted my hugs.

" Yes he did, but that girl over there is still alive. It says in the record book that she wasn't scheduled to die today."

William raised an eyebrow at me before he approached the girl, who stirred lightly at his gentle touch and her eyes fluttered open as he pressed his finger against the vain on her wrist, checking her pulse to see if she was indeed still alive I guess he didn't believe my words.

" Wait, Will, look at her eyes." I exclaimed, pointing towards her half open eyes. She seemed to be having trouble maintaining her conscious state.

Will hesitated a moment before heeding my advice and glanced at the girls eyes. They were a dark green color with a light yellow surrounding the now dilated pupils. Her eyes looked the same as Will and I's eyes, the eyes of a reaper.

" Hmm her eyes are quite odd for a human." Will muttered, dropping her wrist before standing up and fixing his glasses. He then took out a dark black book and rifled through it until he found the page he was looking for and his eyes quickly scanned the contents of the page before lifting his gaze to look at the girl.

" It seems that a new intern is scheduled to begin today, a Fukushu Kanashimi." William snapped the book closed and turned to look back at the girl who now seemed to still be quite drowsy and out of it.

" What did you say your name was Mrs?" William asked, bending down to face the girl.

" Fu.........Fukushu Kanashimi." The girl whispered, lifting her hand to her head as she spoke. She seemed to be in pain.

William nodded at her answer and stood back up, facing me.

" Bring her with us. She's a new recruit."

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Fukushu POV:

I slowly pried my eyes open as I felt something lightly grasp my arm and saw the man in black leaning over me, pressing his white gloved hand ever so lightly on the vain on my wrist and attempted to move but found myself incapable of such an action. My body felt as through it was crafted from the finest and heaviest of concretes and I could only sit in agonizing fear as the two discussed something and the black clad man removed a black leather bound book from his suit and scanned it before instructing the red man to do something. I couldn't hear what they were saying, in fact the only thing I could hear was a ear piercing ringing in my ear and the unbearable thump of the pounding headache surging in my brain. As they continuing talking I found myself drifting off, my consciousness ever so slowly leaking away from me and there was nothing I could do about it.

" Help me...." I tried to cry to the men who stood there doing nothing. Did they not realize the bodies of my family strewn throughout the room? Where did that man that killed my family go? Too many questions rushed through my burning brain and none seemed to have answers.

Suddenly the man in black leaned back down to face me and I could finally just manage to make out what he was saying. I think he asked for me name.

" Fu..............Fukushu Kanashimi." I just barely choked out, lifting my hand to my head. At least I could move my arms a bit. That was some progress.

Apparently that little movement did not get along very well with my body because seconds later a sharp pain filtered throughout my body and my arm dropped down to my side again, no longer able to move. All my limbs felt completely detached from my crumpled body and my vision began fading in and out as my eyes could stay open no longer. I could just vaguely make out the warmth of a fresh tear on my cheek as I finally lost consciousness once more. This was how I was going to die. This was the end, or at least that's what I thought as the last shred of concentration slipped through my fingers and I felt myself falling in nothingness....

( Author's note: Fun fact about Fukushu. Her first name Fukushu means Revenge in Japanese and her last name -Kanashimi- means sorrow in Japanese. As the story progresses your understand why her name is what it is. Please read and review what you think, I really want to know what you guys think so far. Thanks! ^.^)

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