It was a Friday afternoon and as usual Grell Sutcliffe was walking down the hall to William T. Spears's office. He did'nt know what he'd done this time but the younger man would be sure to let him know in immense detail when he arrived.
He sighed and tried to dally in the hall as much as he could before reaching Will's door. Grell felt a cold shudder go down his back. What if Will demoted him again? He hadn't done anything wrong since the Jack the Ripper incident...
Grell sighed again his shoulders slumping as he did. He put a shaking hand on the door and slowly eased it open. Grell shakingly stepped in side and was greeted by the face of his superior.
As usual William was calm, his face a blank slate and he had his Death Scythe in his hand. His face gave a slightly irriatated look when he saw Grell walk in. Sighing he used the scythe to push his glasses up as he so often did.
"Grell Sutcliffe, I assume you have no idea as to why you have been called here." He said fixing a cold blank stare on the red head. Grell flinched and felt the tempature in the room drop a few degrees. he fell to his kness and held his hands up in a begging motion. "I"m sorry! Whatever it is I did I'm sorry! Please dont demote me again! I have a hard enough time as it is with these!" He said holding up his tiny Death Scythes.
William sighed and shooke his head. "Grell be quiet please thats not why I called you here." before he could finish The shinigami had jumped on him hugging him tightly. "Oh thank you William! Thank you!" Grell cheered nuzzling William as he did.
William pushed him off, Grell landed on his butt. He stood rubbing it glaring lightly at William. William wasnt paying attention. "Wow he really is as useless as you said." A cold voice grell hadnt heard before spoke out. He looked up and noticed someone he hadnt before. A younger boy, he looked about 19, was standing the room also.
His hair was a little shaggy and pitch black. His eyes were looking over Grell and they held a disapproving look. Grell shuddered again when he saw the boy's eyes, they were an icy blue. If it was possible he looked even more cold then William.
The boy was wearing the traditional black suit tie. His arm's were folded over his chest his mouth set into a sneer. "Spears-senpai do I really have to be taught by this guy?" William gave the boy a look and nodded. "Grell may screw up a lot of the time and give us all a lot of of over time but he is one of our best Reapers. He should be an alright teacher."
Grell broke the stare he had with the boy and snapped his head to William. "Teacher?" William looked to Grell with a look of disinterest. "Yes, Grell. This is your new student Elliot Spencer."