Scarlet Sutcliff and her 11 year old son, Tyson made their way across the London streets towards Undertaker's shop. Since Undertaker had been like a father to Scarlet in the past, it seemed right to let him see the young boy once in a while. Undertaker felt delighted to be apart of the little boys life and saw him as an adopted grandchild. William would have visited too but he was busy doing paperwork as usual. It was dark in the streets that evening. You couldn't see that far ahead of you as shadows from buildings darkened the pathways.
"Are we the~re yet?" Tyson moaned, kicking a stone as he walked.
"Almost honey." Scarlet answered looking down at the little boy. As she looked down, she noticed that he had done it again. She had made sure that every morning his black hair was fixed properly to how Will liked it, basically all pinned back like his own. But the boy didn't approve, he as usual, had ruffled it making it look like Grell's when he was younger. "And Tyson honey. You know your father hates it when you fix your hair like that." She giggled. Tyson looked up at her and rolled his eyes.
"Awh mom!" He whined "Dad's not around can I please keep it like this?" He asked with his puppy eyes. The same trick his uncle Grell had taught him. Scarlet sighed in defeat.
"Ok..ok. You can keep it like that till we get home." The boy smiled brightly and hugged his mothers arm tightly. "You remind me so much of your unc-aunt with your hair like that..." She giggled, remembering how much Grell hated being called uncle.
"Really?" Tyson asked excitedly. He thought that his gender confused uncle was the coolest Shinigami on the face of the earth. Scarlet rolled her eyes and nodded.
"Unfortunately, yes." She chuckled. The boy smiled happily and silence ascended for a while as the two walked.
A little while later Scarlet saw a flash of black from the corner of her eye. She shot around to look for it again. Tyson saw she was alarmed and he tugged on her jacket sleeve.
"Mom?" He called shakily. "Whats wrong mom?" Before she could answer him, a tall black figure leaped down in front of them. Scarlet glared wearily at the dark figure and looked at his eyes, his red eyes. A demon! She thought to herslef, clutching Tyson in her arms.
"Who are you demon?" She demanded. The demon chuckled.
"I am Harrison. Butler of the Francis family." The demon explained, bowing as he did so.
"Ok...Harrison..." Scarlet said almost mockingly. "What do you want?"
"I have orders from my mistress to destroy the Shinigami, William T Spears who reaped her mother and father." He explained. "Also I was instructed to destroy his family in the process..." Scarlet scowled at the demon.
"Oh really?" She snarled, pulling out her death scythe. "Well your not going to be fulfilling your mistresses order this time!" The demon chuckled.
"I beg to differ..." The demon said calmly. "If my mistress wishes for me to, then I shall." Scarlet huffed.
"Pathetic demon!" She spat. "Taking orders from just as pathetic humans!" With that, she pushed Tyson to the side and lunged at the demon. Tyson watched worriedly as Scarlet fought the demon. He lost sight of them both when they leaped onto the rooftops. A long went by as the two fought until Scarlet lost grip of her death scythe that went hurdling onto the group beneath the building. She was not defenseless and all she could do was try to avoid the demons attacks. Scarlet missed calculated her dodges of the demons attacks and ended up getting kicked straight in the gut, sending her falling off the roof collapsing onto the cold floor, before her trembling son.
"Mom!" He cried, running to kneel beside her. The demon reapt down from the roof and behind Tyson. He then grabbed hold of the child by the collar, lifting him up from the floor. "LEMME GO!" The child screached swinging his arms and legs, aiming for the demon who chuckled.
"A fiesty little thing isnt he?" Scarlet struggled to her feet after hearing the childs cries.
"Let him go you bastard!" She screamed lunging at the demon, only to be punched back down onto the floor. The demon walked towards Scarlets death scythe and picked it up.
"Now then.." He said, walking back to Scarlet, the boy still in his hand. "Little birdie told me that this thing.." he lifted up the death scythe as if to point it out. "Can cut through anything..." Scarlet just about managed to look up at the demon, trying to lift herself up with her elbows. The demon pointed the death scythe towards Tyson. "Including this little brat.." Scarlets eyes widened.
"No!" She cried "D-dont! P-please!"
~x~x~x~ Grell's POV ~x~x~x~
I jumped from rooftop to rooftop, making my way to my next job when all of a sudden, I heard a young child cry. I stopped and looked down from one of the rooftops. What I saw, made my heart drop. My sister Scarlet was collapsed on the floor, covered in blood, struggling to get up. Standing before her was a tall dark haired man that I could tell instantly was a demon. I was terrified when I saw that he was holding my little nephew Tyson by the collar, edging my sisters death scythe closer and closer to him.
"Oh no you dont.." I muttered, making sure he didn't hear me. With that I snuck up behind the demon, pulling out my death scythe.
~x~x~x~
"Let me go!" Tyson growled, struggling to free himself. The demon chuckled.
"Say goodbye kid.." Just at that moment, a chainsaw death scythe cut into the demon from behind, causing him to release both the death scythe and Tyson. Tyson clambered to his feet and knelt down beside his mother, hugging her tightly. Both Scarlet and Tyson then looked around to see the demon collapse to the floor to reveal the person behind him.
"G-grell!" Scarlet exclaimed. Grell looked down at his injured sister and frowned worriedly.
"Scarl!" He shrieked, kneeling down beside her. "Are you ok?" Scarlet nodded.
"I'll b-be fine. J-just get T-tyson out of here." Grell turned to the trembling child and lifted him up bridal style.
"Come on you..." He said softly. "Your dad will be worried..." Tyson nodded and held onto Grells red jacket for comfort. Grell looked down at Scarlet.
"Can you get up?" He asked worriedly. Scarlet tried her best to stand but ended up falling to the ground again and again. Grell frowned sympathetically, placing down and instead lifting Scarlet up onto her feet, letting her use him as a third leg so she could walk. Just as Grell took the childs hand and began to walk away, he heard a voice from behind him.
"Harrison! Stop joking around and get up!" Grell looked around to see a young purple haired girl walk from one of the dark corners. She was about 8 years old and was wearing a black dress with purple lace and ribbon. She also had purple elbow length gloves. The girl stood before the demon and snarled "This isn't over yet!" The demon opened his eyes and stood on his feet. He then glared at the three Shinigami and grinned.
"Yes my lady..." He answered.