Hello there fighter speaking , you can call me Sorrel chan though 3
I don't own any of the charaters mentioned in the story besides the demon and Williams sister. I don't mention her name in the story so if you wish to know her or the demons name just ask me c:
Grell watched as William picked up a photo again. He bit his lip slightly leaning on his hands as he watched the other man. That seemed to be all William would do around Christmas , look at some pictures. Even Grell knew not to bother him around this time of year.
I ignore the stares of passerby's and employes. I had a right to do as I wished , I was done with my paperwork and it was my break. Sighing I leaned forward staring at the photo , I still couldn't believe it had been half a century sense the accident. My sister had lost her life fighting of a demon , to save me. She had been older , stronger , smarter , ... nicer.
I had been following Grell around , back then we had been partners. Some one was getting ready to die , and a demon had been spotted in the area. We had to be on are utmost guard to make sure we got the soul and not the demon. The old man , James tarson was going to die of a heart attack and we were simply waiting in the shadows of the house for it to happen , then we saw him. The retched , malevolent demon. I never got it's name , but from that day on I had vowed to hate all demons.
He ; this demon had been walking out of the ally that was close to the house and was strolling to this mans door like no body's business. Grell rushed at him , his 'chainsaw' out stretched , I was right behind him. The demon was a lot stronger than us I hate to admit. The demon had simply knocked Grell and me aside sending us straight into the ally way. It could've gotten the soul then , but it decided the life of two Death gods would be better and came after us. I still remember the feeling of being beaten and cut. black eyes , broken ribs , blood , blood , blood everywhere. None of it the demons. After a while I stopped feeling the pain and just lay there numb , cold and red.
A little while later it stopped attacking me , I suppose it was done having it's fun with me and was gonna kill me then. I'd had Grell run away before the demon had started attacking me , he was my only hope , and he brought my sister , head of our department. I don't how how she did it , but she killed him , they were both equally hurt when the demon slashed her neck open , while she stabbed him through the heart with her scythe , a beautiful and refined pair of hedge clippers great for the easy collection of souls. She collapsed after the demon grabbing my hand as she did , I told her to snap out of it that help would come. It was to late by then. I don't remember anything aftet that , I know Grell left soon after bringing my sister to get more help. I think so any way. I passed out from blood loss , so I don't remember anything after that.
This picture in my hands , is the only thing left , her and me , both smiling , holding hands , making silly faces as Ronald takes a picture. I smile slightly holding the picture close to my heart. I place the picture in a locked draw and stand up. 8:57 , almost time for my shift. I push up my glasses my smile all but gone now and walk away from my desk picking up my scythe and head for the doors.
hehee~ well this is my first fanfiction I've wrote. ^^;
Anyway I had a lot fun writing this , I myself don't think William was always such a meanie , I think a lot of tragic things happened in his life. I just wanted to write about one that I myself can picture happening. I mean his hate for demons is so great , a lot more that the other Shiginamis , and I've always wondered why. So this is my reason for why he hates demons so much. Hope you liked reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it c:
~SorrelChan out 3