Hey this is my new fanfic a song fanfic to be right. So here's the deal. I put my music on shuffle and write a short summery from the song. Then I turn the summary into a short story. That's why this one is short because it is supposed to BE. This is also sorta a sequel of my first Black Butler fanfic (Which I finished.) which is calld A New Reaper In Town. That is where Diana came from, my OC, Diana Waltz. So if your lost, read that one first... REVIEW PLEASE!

Chapter 1: Never Too Late- Three Days Grace

Diana Waltz, the first female Reaper to join the Association learned the ropes pretty fast. She now went on solo missions when Grell, her boyfriend, wasn't buttering her up at the moment. So that was exactly what she was doing, running through the spring grass, trying to meet the death date of young Kirby Falks. According to the 'To Die' list, Kirby was a seven year old boy who's cause of death was starving in the woods. To Diana, it didn't phase her that she was going to witness a small child die before her eyes, she had gotten used to the pain.

"Two minutes to spare." Diana said as she hid behind a thick tree trunk. A few feet ahead of her was Kirby, thin and sunken eye sockets. His clothes were in tatters and his dirt brown hair was clumpy beyond repair. To Diana, he looked like a walking zombie. He sat at the base of a tree, crying and muttering to himself.

"I w-want m-my mommy. Why did s-she l-l-leave m-me h-here?" He softly cried as his stomach growled and more tears came crashing down to the hard dirt. This struck a weak point in Diana's heart. She stood up and walked to the dying child, it was time to take his soul but it somewhat pained her to do so.

"Shhh, don't cry. It'll all be over soon." Diana whispered to Kirby which caused him to gasp and crawl away in fear. He collapsed on the dirt when he strength gave its all. He lay there shivering and sniffling. There was no better time to kill him then now for Diana.

She raised her crimson scythe above her head and struck his back. After a long scream of terrible pain, Kirby's Cinematic Records came barreling out of him. They danced around Diana as she watched the poor child's breath soften and blood puddle around this corpse. He was now dead, for now.

She now paid attention to the boy's time line. First it showed his mother giving birth to a small baby boy. At the age of five, Kirby's father left him and his mother after a brief fight between the parents. In the end, his father left them for another woman because she had money that didn't need to be spent on children. Forced to raise him alone, his mother despised Kirby because his very existence caused his father to leave her. So when Kirby turned seven, his mother beat her son and dumped him in the middle of the forest where he would die.

"Kirby did nothing wrong. It's his mother that should be the one to die and burn in Hell!" Diana yelled with rage into the forest. In Kirby's eyes, she saw herself when she was abused and left alone. That was before she joined the Reapers Association though. She couldn't let him die, not yet that is.

So she picked up the fragile child with her scythe and ran out of the woods. Once she was back in civilization, she rolled the Cinematic Records into his back wound which healed up with the help of Diana's power. She then carried the now breathing, but unconscious, child into a small clinic on the corner street. From there she met a young doctor which took Kirby with open arms.

"Make sure to feed him and give him love. His name is Kirby. Treat him right or I will haunt your ass for the rest of your life." Diana stated calmly as she walked back out the door leaving a stunned doctor. Soon she was back on the run to her next Reaping. She stopped on a rooftop and gazed at the sunset with a smirk on her face.

"It's never too late to change heart when Reaping. I can't believe I learned it the hard way."

Love Three Days Grace. You'll probably understand it better if you listen to the song first...