~Souls of Destruction~
Basically it's about a half shinigami named Analei who hangs out with Grell a lot, helping him with games and fooling around. Unfortunately, their games come too far at one point and now they're in a "game" of finding Analei's pieces of cinematic record before her time runs out. It'll be more explained in the story.

There are few things I would like to say (or type) before this story begins.

First) this story takes place in modern time.

Second) I'm going to try to update as much as I can. If I don't update on schedule it means I'm busy or I'm suffering from writers block. I'm hoping this story is a success, and remember I always enjoy advice and opinions. I'm not quite sure of what my updating schedule for this story will be. I'll post it up in one of the chapters as soon as I figure it out so be sure to stay in touch/ read the authors note. Please keep in mind that I'm not going to entirely follow this schedule. Friday is more of a make-up day to post it if I didn't already. There will be about 2-3 chapters a week hopefully.

Finally) I'll try to keep each chapter a good length which is about 2-3k words. For my other Kuroshitsuji story, I do the same which takes me quite a while. If I'm ahead of schedule then I might make the chapters longer. I spent a week writing 6k words on my other story (not posted on here yet).

Anyway let's begin. If you have any questions please feel to ask and if you see any spelling errors please let me know!

*DISCLAIMER* I do not own any characters, only my OC. Kuroshitsuji belongs to Yana Toboso.

Chapter 1- Losing the Scenes

Analei's POV

"Hey Grell what are you doing?" I asked.

"I want to try an experiment," Grell said. "Can I try it on you?"

"Every time you do something, you only get even more demoted," I replied. "I really don't want to be demoted along with you. Besides, I have to go help Ronald. Why don't you go do your work?"

"Please?" Grell asked and gave me the puppy dog face.

"I hate dogs so that face won't work," I said.

"Please!" Grell said and glomped me. "Please please please please! For me!"

"Fine I will if you shut your mouth," I said.

"Thanks~" Grell said. "Meet me in my office in five minutes!" And with that, he ran off. Wait, what was the experiment supposed to be?

When I arrived in Grell's office, I noticed his room was actually neat and had no posters. I bet William didn't allow him to because Grell definitely seemed like the type to put posters on his wall. Let's see, he would have Sebastian, Pluto, Undertaker, William, Ronald, and since its modern time now, I bet he would add Justin Bieber on there.

"You actually came!" Grell yelled. He attempted to hug me and I moved to the side.

"Sorry sempai* but your hugs will be the death of me," I said. "I'm too young to die."

"You're over a couple hundred years old though," Grell said. "You can be never too young to die."

"Yeah you can," I said. "If a child eats my cooking they'd end up dying in the first couple minutes. Now what's this experiment of yours?" Should I even be asking though?

"I'm glad you asked~" Grell said.

"I'm suddenly regretting about joining your experiment," I said. "Now that I think about it, these experiments are more like games and your games always end up making you more demoted."

"That's not true!" Grell cried. "I'm just making things exciting! It's all boring here since all William does is work! You're the only one here who will actually have fun with me. Ronald just ruins the games!"

"Okay I really don't care anymore," I said and rolled my eyes. "Forget I asked; now just tell me what we're doing."

"I need your death scythe," Grell said. My eyes widened.

"No I need my piggy~" I said. Yes, I did name my death scythe. It's extremely important to me so I don't want to give it up.

"Just give it to me," Grell said.

"But my death scythe is as important to me as how much you love Sebastian," I cried. I gasped as I realized what I said.

"I shall make Sebby mine!" Grell yelled. "I am queen of the fruits after all. Why wouldn't he want a woman like me?" I rolled my eyes.

"You're wasting my time," I said. "I can't believe you still want him after what- 126 years? How many times have you confessed to him?"

"So what?" Grell cried. "Every time I confess he just smashes my face into the ground. Oh I just love him so cold hearted~ Men are so hard to get. William is the same way too~"

"I'm going to go now," I said. "I have no interest in what you like, or who you like." I headed to leave.

"Wait don't leave yet!" Grell said. "I have your precious item!" I turned around, confused and my eyes widened so much I thought my eyes we're going to pop out. In Grell's hand was my special death scythe.

My death scythe was a crimson red color and had a skeleton head on the end, opposite of the pointy side. (A/N: Sorry, I suck at explaining/describing. o_o) Around the head were laces that came off, and of course they were crimson red also. Around the scythe, there we're chains everywhere. A nice side to my scythe was that it had the ability to make the chains as long as needed to help me catch the soul or human, or whatever. It took me about two months to create this and I've had this death scythe for about 100 years. My partner, Ronald, would always make fun of my death scythe, but he doesn't deserve an opinion due to the fact that he uses a lawn mower for a death scythe.

"Don't hurt my baby!" I cried. "If you do anything I'll make sure you never see Sebastian again!"

"You wouldn't!" Grell gasped. I couldn't help but giggle a bit at his face expression.

"Just get to the point," I sighed.

"Alright then," Grell said. "I want to see if your death scythe can harm its owner, now stay still." Wait, couldn't he have just tried this himself? I guess he doesn't want to hurt his pretty head.

I stood still, a bit confused and watched as Grell came forward and sliced me in the chest. I stumbled backwards a bit, tripped over a chair and fell onto the ground. I blacked out for a second and when I opened my eyes again, Grell was standing over me. He helped me up and I noticed there was blood everywhere.

"When you said you love red, I didn't think you'd go as far as making blood cover your room," I said jokingly. "Then again, you were Jack the Ripper after all. So, what conclusions did you come to, oh Mr. Almighty?" Grell didn't say anything but his face expression turned shock.

"What's with your face expression Grell-sempai?" I asked.

"You don't have a name or life-span anymore floating above your head!" Grell cried.

"What happened to it?" I asked. "Where did it move to?"

"Your name and life-span just disappeared almost as if you died!" Grell cried. He cries too much, or whines I guess.

"Heh, that's cool, now I don't exist!" I said.

"William will demote me even more once he finds out!" Grell cried.

"Quit your whining," I said. "Maybe he'll take it lightly?" My last statement sounded more like a question than a comment.

*Time skip after explaining everything to William*

"So do you know what happened?" Grell and I asked in unison.

"It seems that pages from your cinematic record book have been lost. You, along with Grell must find the lost pages," William said. "I will not be helping as I have too much overwork to do. They're replaced into souls that are near their death date. I guess Ronald will have to be my partner for quite a bit now."

"Why do I have to work with her?" Grell cried.

"Because it was your idea to harm her," William said. "Hence it was your fault. You only have a certain amount of time. If you don't get her memories back then she'll disappear forever. As her death date comes closer, she'll most likely feel pain and know the difference."

"How long do we have?" Grell asked. "How many souls do we have to collect?"

"That will be up to you to figure out," William said and left.

"Well that's much help," Grell said sarcastically. "But he's still awesome!"

"I got a feeling that I shouldn't know the memories that I've lost," I said. "What happens once I get my memories back?"

"I'm guessing that since it's a cinematic record, or a piece of it, that you'll get your memory back, and watch it," Grell said and shrugged. "But I don't know what will happen afterwards. I guess we're going to find out, even if it's a bad memory. Now that I think about it, I don't think I ever found out about your past."

"Well it looks like I can't tell you," I said. "Maybe next time you'll think before you go slash people with their death scythe. Speaking of which, where did you put my precious?" I gave him a death glare.

"I-It's in m-my room," Grell stuttered. I smirked at his vulnerable state. I must admit, although I'm handing on a thread of death, maybe working with Grell won't be that bad.

"You have ten seconds to take me there," I demanded. Grell quickly ran to his room and I followed. Once I got my death scythe back, I decided to scare Grell a bit.

"Should we get to work now?" Grell asked.

"I think I should cover you up in red also," I said with a devious smirk. "I mean, it's only fair right?" I charged towards him and stopped right when I went in front of him. Grell was shaking and his eyes were the size of bowling balls. "Gee I was only joking sempai."

"Analei-kouhai* you're so mean," Grell cried.

"You're lucky though," I said. "I could've tripped and then the same incident would happen to you. Luckily, karma doesn't want to pay you back for your very kind things."

"There's no such thing as karma," Grell said.

"There will be in a moment," I said, giving a death glare. "Now, let's get to work and paint the world in red~" Grell grabbed her hand and they ran off, beginning their job.

A/N:

Kesla: . Fioehgfio34hyhog;ery njsosreugoerhni;gserys;n hdo8gyo;erpibh;per9u

Me: Medusa? :3

Kesla: Who?

Me: It's that person thingy from My Little Mermaid.

Kesla: My Little Mermaid?

Me: Yeah, I don't know what it's called!

Kesla: It's The Little Mermaid. What is it, my little mermaid in a bathtub~ *singing that in tune of the My Little Pony song*

Me: Yup. Arful~

Kesla: *texts mom* now we hav to wait for a response -_-

Me: Spelling error; trash!

A/N Important Notice:

I know I said that this will be about 2,000 words but this is some-what short, if you don't include the author notes. Then again it is only the introduction. Now I must think of some title names for the chapters. Speaking of which, I like the title name, doesn't anyone else? It just randomly popped into my head. :3

If anybody reads this part, which they should because I'm going to explain something important; Anaeli only remembers the certain memories of being a shinigami along with what happened before the incident but that's all. Heh, I'm gonna try to increase my vocab, in one story I didn't even use the word 'satisfied' until like chapter 22. But yeah~

Analei's appearance/personality:

Full name: Analei Shiroi Ryuu*

Likes: Being a shinigami (obviously), fooling around (as seen with Grell)

Dislikes: cooking (trust me, she'll blow up the house), school, dragons, dogs

Hair and eyes: Crimson red hair with red eyes

Favorite color: Red and black

Phrases: 'Let's paint the world in red~,' and 'Don't underestimate me'

This is just the basics, you'll learn more about her as time and chapters go on.
Translations from Japanese to English:

*Sempai- an honorific for somebody like an upperclassman.

*chan- an honorific for somebody, usually a girl that refers to talking to them in a kind manner.

*kun- an honorific, usually for a boy that also refers to talking to them in a kind manner.

*kouhai- an honorific, like Sempai, that is used for a lowerclassman.

*Shiroi ryuu- white dragon

White dragons represent purity and the wind. They're seen as dragons of the cold and wild as the winds that they symbolize. They're interested in pure and intainted things. I choose this name for her because she isn't pure as she's a shinigami and took many lives and souls. Plus she hates dragons and loves cats.