The night you died was the night my journey began… I saw your cinematic records it was the only thing I have left of you… the night you ran down the streets of London carrying me in your arm… You just gave birth to me, you want to protect me, but you couldn't. Can't you? That's why you left me… You dropped me off at Undertaker's door step and covered me with your red coat so I won't get cold… I still remember the words you told Undertaker when he opened the door…
"Take her" you said "take her and make shore they don't find her." Then you ran without saying good bye to me… you ran until you got pierced in the stomach by him…
"Will, why? Why did you…"
"Don't give me that sadistic mentality. Where is the child?" He roared with his red glowing eyes. "The new order must be made. That child is a threat to all of us."
"I won't let you." Through Will's anger he slapped you forcing you to cry. Then he detracted his death scythe and stabbed you in the chest. Your records flew into the wind and found its way to me. Rain began to pour on your dead body.
"Grell Sutcliff, Your child will be found and will kill those who get in our way."
Chapter 1 That Reaper, Her Beginning
I woke in my dorm room sitting next to the window with my father's picture in my hand. I held it tightly to my chest. Then I heard a knock on the door and a voice called out. "Agent 14973, please report to headquarters. You have an assignment."
"I'm coming." I yelled. I went to the mirror and fix up my long black hair to a bun. I looked so much like him except for my hair. Then I grab my contacts and put them on. I try to put on a smile but I can't. I put the picture on a small table next to an urn. I put two of my fingers on my lips then put placed them on photo. "I missed you." Then another knock came and the voice yelled louder.
"Agent 14973…"
"I said I'm coming!" I grabbed my coat from my closet and opened the door. There stands one of my superiors a middle aged man with gray hair and a plump figure. "Mr. Morgan, why do you always have to by those numbers? I'm not an object and I have a name."
With an angry face, he looked at me and said "Don't give that. I am here to take you to headquarters."
I hated not being trusted and I always have a way to defend myself "Look I'm not some little kid. I can go to headquarters on my own. I don't need a nanny to hold my hand."
"Do as he says." Said a calm voice; then out of the dorm hallway steps in Undertaker in his reaper uniform.
"Papa, stay out of this."
"Control yourself; your eyes are glowing red." I took a big breath and counted from 1 to 5 until my eyes went back to original yellowish green color.
"This is the only survivor of that incident in London." Morgan reminded Undertaker.
"Yes, her father was killed by the leader of the infected reapers. We had to flee the country because it became too dangerous."
"Yeah, you even went out of retirement to take care of me." I added.
Mr. Morgan cleared his throat and said "We must get going, the board members must not be kept waiting."
"I hate him." I complained to Undertaker. "Why do I have to go through this every day?" Undertaker did not say a word to me. We walked to the hallway to the main elevator and scanned out our IDs. When the elevator doors opened my co-workers Ted and Greg came out
Ted greeted holding up his death scythe. "Hey there Red eyes, what's up?"
"Hi Greg, how's it going?" I asked.
"Good, we're just fine." As they walked away from the elevator Mr. Morgan said
"There is no time for that young lady." He pulled my coat sleeve and pulled me in to the elevator.
"Hey!" I yelled.
Mr. Morgan swiped his keycard and a voice spoke "What will be your floor sir?"
"B 37"
As the elevator began to move I took a deep breath and asked "Papa, why am I not trust worthy? I feel more like a threat."
Mr. Morgan looked at me and answered "It's because of your blood.'' Then he pointed at me and said "As long that demon blood runs through your veins, you can't be trusted."
"Papa" I pleaded. Undertaker sighed and said
"That was harsh Theodore."
"What?"
"That's my daughter you are talking too and she don't like to be called a demon."
"Undertaker, are you forgetting who is in charge around here?"
"Yes, and aren't you forgetting who's the one selected her for this mission? She is still a half breed after all." That when I got curious.
"What is this mission?"
Before Mr. Morgan said another word Undertaker said "It's classified. Only the people of the higher up can tell you."
"I see. Is it that classified?"
"Afraid so even I don't know the details." We stood quiet for a while till the elevator slowed to a stop. As the elevator rang and said our floor, we walked to a long hallway made of cement and concrete.
"It's been twenty years since the fall of the Grim Reaper Staffing Association." Undertaker told Mr. Morgan.
"I know what happen, because of the Infected Reapers killing and infecting other reapers we have to go underground." "Is there a reason why you guys are sending me on this mission?" I asked.
"That's none of your business young lady." Mr. Morgan answered.
Undertaker looked at me with his serious face. "What papa, please don't look at me like that."
"I know you don't like to be kept in the dark, but you need to be patient."
"I know that, It's just I tired of all the bull shit I've been getting."
"Calm yourself 14973, this attitude of yours is becoming out of hand."
"Theodore let me talk to her. She listens to me more than anyone else." Mr. Morgan staid quiet, we stop to finish the conversation. "Sweetie, What is it? What's bothering you?" I looked back at my past missions and assignments seeing the other reapers make fun of me and abused me cause of my demon side. How I was alone with no one to protect me. It makes me so mad and sad that it's frustrating. Undertaker gave me a hug to calm me down. "It's ok honey. If the past bothers you that much, you can talk to me about it. I'm here for you."
"I hate it when you read me like an open book. Thanks for calming me down." I smiled at him knowing that everything will be ok.
"Undertaker, Is really necessary to baby her like that? She is a half breed after all." Mr. Morgan complained
"Don't go there Theodore. She has the capability to kill the reapers if she wanted to."
"But that when she not monitored by the reapers."
"Yes, if the reapers keep bullying her around, she will attack them."
"That's why she constant surveillance."
"You're not getting my point Theodore."
"Those born with demon blood are not to be trusted Undertaker. When are you going to understand that?"
"You are raciest Bastard." I said to break up the fight. "You think that I'm not here." My eyes went red and my voice started to change. "Well guess what? You can do this mission on your own. You don't need me if you don't want me here."
"Sutcliff…"
"I'm going back to my dorm!" I yelled as I turned and walked away.
"Agent 14973 you get back here!" Morgan yelled.
Undertaker pulled Morgan away and shook his head. "Let it go Theodore. She is not going listen to you after what you said."
"What can we do? The board members are not going to except this."
"Let me calm her down. She my step daughter and I am what she has left."