Chapter 1: East End Daydream
William and Grell walked through the misty streets of London's East End as the night set in. "Hurry this up Sutcliffe I really do not want to clock in late due to you." Will walked a few paces ahead of the red reaper. Grell stared blankly at the mossy cobblestone ground and watched his feet "Hey at least Will isn't yelling at me" Grell thought cheerfully. "Sutcliffe, not that I need to know about anything but are you ok? You look kind of depressed normally you are in my personal space." Will looked at Grell in curiosity. Grell smiled "Oh Will you are worried about me? How cute!" Grell was grinning widely displaying his evil looking teeth. Will looked at Grell with a disturbed face "You really do take everything in the wrong direction Sutcliffe" the sun gave its last ray as Will spoke.
The sound of people talking carried though the sweet air as they walked down the alleyway. "We have one last soul for today, and if you dare make me late to clock in I will…" Will hardly got these words out before Grell tripped. Long red locks flew thought the air. Grell crash landed by William's feet , Grell blushed as William snickered. "I spoke too soon". As much as
Will did not want to admit it, Grell did look cute from this angle "like a little red headed doll" he thought. He looked up at the now navy sky, the wind picked up kissing Williams face. William helped Grell off his feet. Grell mumbled an apology. "Why must he be stuck with Grell, why was he becoming more loose when Grell screwed something up" these were the questions he wanted answered.
"Alright I have a meeting in a hour so lets make this quick. The woman is Lady Blackmeir, she dies at age 27 of tuberculosis on Friday May 26th at 8:34 p.m in her please behave yourself as we will be passing by the Phantomhives.". Grell seemed to only hear the last part. Grell smiled as he looked at the stars."tonights gonna be one hell of a night" Grell thought.