well here it is chapter 2, thank you to who reviewed, and yeah i have a bad habit of missing out words and such I'll sort that out later, and as per said, this should also explain how grell survived the wound inflicted and how the chainsaw came to be

Chainsaw

Grell, stumbled and staggered making his way slowly through the empty Victorian streets it seems even the whores weren't out tonight, well who can blame them, he was Jack the ripper after all, the reaper stumbled slightly catching himself on his knee the cold of the night finally hitting him, When did it get so cold…? He balanced himself on his faithful friend, yes, that chainsaw he loved so much, the red reaper smiled tracing delicate, finger tipped touches down the machine, and then he wondered, was it him? The man in black who pronounced him a reaper, was he the same man who gave him this machine he loved so much… once more the red reaper closed his eyes and ran over his, oh so unforgettable memories…

"Grellena!" a harsh slap was delivered across the 8 year olds face "pay attention to where you're going!" Grellena stared forward following her mother and father tentatively, carrying a case almost twice the size of her, by her side carefully, her family came to a stand still as they asked directions to the nearest port, her fathers business had gone bankrupt, they were leaving Burkittsville, Maryland, to move in with there wealthy uncle who owned a few work houses and factory's in London, Grellena had already received several threat of being abandoned in one of them, suddenly something caught her eye, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 6 children walking away with a man, he then turned to Grellena who just stared in return

"Would you like to come too…" the mans voice was hoarse yet curiosity over took the girl as she walked towards the man, the children shaking there heads and mouthing to her

'Don't! Stay away stay away… go back! Turn back!' Grellena took her place at the back on the children and followed suit still holding on tightly to the case her mother instructed her not to lose, don't let it go, don't put it down, don't stop holding it for a second, or it's the work house for you! A smell suddenly hit her nose of strong alcohol, the man had been drinking… it seemed like they were walking forever, just walking and walking, the sound of crunching leaves were accompanied by small whimpers of fear and scared faces, all the scared faces belonging to the children, all except Grellena,

"stay here and don't move!" they all stopped as the man they were following started to clear a path, they were standing on rocks at what seemed to be at the bottom of a ledge a small waterfall and stream by the side of them, Grellena knew this place, it had been all over the news in the robin weaver case, they were at Coffin rock, then Grellena realised, his face she knew him, his name was Rustin Parr, they started walking again Grellena still gripping tightly to the case Rustin Parr was a hermit who lived in the woods about four hours in, Grellena was right they had been walking for hours on end, as they finally came to a closed off, tree-surrounded, house, they were taken inside as two were taken down into the basement, only now did Grellena show signs of being afraid, another two were taken down stairs as Grellena started looking around

"hey Grellena-Chan~" a dark figure of a male stood in the corner, there was something about him that she trusted so she walked towards him "open your case Grellena…" she did so, the man laid in it a chain but not like usual it was a strange shape with sharp, strong triangular teeth attached at regular intervals, there was also was appeared to be a rectangular thick sheet of metal that was rounded at the top the man then shut the case and took Grellena's hand walking with her behind her she heard the cries of the other child and Rustin,

"OI! WHERE'D THAT OTHER ONE GO, TELL ME!" Grellena was about to turn her head

"Grellena don't turn around, and grip onto that case tightly!" Grellena stared up at the man she could now see he had long silverfish-gray hair and dressed in black with a top hat which had a long sheet of fabric attached to it, probably netted lace, it was starting to get a lot lighter "Grellena, in a moment I want you to let go of my hand, look there's your parents!" Grellena let go of the man and ran towards her parents

"GRELLENA WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!" her mother shook her violently and she was smacked a few times

"I-I tripped, but look mother! I still held onto that case like you said! I never put it down"

"tch… stupid kid come on" Grellena walked forward to board the ship when she realised, the forest was far away from here, hours away, but they walked it in a matter of minutes, when she turned to look at the man who had taken her out of the house she noticed he had gone a long, long while after they arrived in London, they were taken to a rather old scary looking house, when her uncle opened the door to welcome them, he stared at her in a way which made even stone cold Grellena uncomfortable, Grellena began walked up the stairs still carrying the case to the room she was told to go to she shut the door behind her putting the case on the bed and opening it, on top of the things the man had gave her was today's newspaper she picked it up and read it

"Blair witch case brought to an end as the bodies of 7 children were found in the basement of local hermit Rustin Parr's forest home, among those bodies are believe to be Emily Hollands and Grellena Sutcliffe" the paper dropped from Grellena's hands as she just stared

"I'm already… dead"

Grell opened his eyes and lift himself up an arm going over his chest was he in a worse state then he imagined? The reaper collected himself walking on and taking refuge in a hotel he began to peel away his clothing

"…shit..." his fake chest that gave the illusion he was a man had been cut through completely leaving himself with only a cut but it would no longer function properly as his disguise he placed it on the bed "damn it all…"

unaware was Grell that a demon had placed itself outside his window, watching him with somewhat needy eyes Grell stared at the full length mirror but he shakily turned his head away, staring in a mirror was a habit, something he had done far to often… he began to untie the corset like clothing that kept his womanly-ness at bay and away from prying eyes, his seemingly flat chest pushed forward, as he stared back at the mirror "long time no see… Grellena…"

she pulled the corset all the way off inspecting her wound, extremely minor no need for concern, she left her fake body on the bed as she redressed herself, thankful of the fact she decided to take Madame red's jacket instead on letting it hang loosely off her shoulders like she usually would she pulled it on properly buttoning it up her attention jumped to the window, had she opened it? She walked over to it closing it tentatively

"well, well, well…" the red reapers face was slightly shocked as the silky voice came from behind her "Grellena Sutcliffe, welcome back~" a small laugh followed as Grellena turned to once again face the man in black, with silvery-grey hair, still under the watchful eye of Sebastian, but this time, she knew him

"Undertaker…"

"It's been a long time hasn't it."

"Seems so yes… oh, that reminds me, thank you"

"Thank you? Oh you mean for saving you and so on"

"Yeah…" Grellena crossed the room to where her chainsaw lied at the foot of the bed just as she reached out for it strong arms wrapped over her waist securing her arms to her side, Grellena was slightly shocked as she was lifted slightly and pushed back on the bed her wrists her by her sides as the undertaker smiled down at her

"I was there when you made that machine… can you remember hehe…"

Grellena took the case from under her bed, the 14 year old had been saving for about 2 years now and had managed to make something resembling and engine so to speak she carefully attached the chain to the sheet of metal she had been given long ago and she then attached that to the motor along with a hand and a switch of some sort, she didn't know how she knew to do this, it just came to her naturally, she admired her work before jumping out the window with it and running off to test it, she flicked the switch and the vibrations ran up her arm, it was a very powerful device and she began to practise with it often.

"You were watching me…"

"Yes that I was…"

"Can you let me up now…"

"Say please…"

"…please?"

"No, not yet my fair lady…"

"how long… were you watching me back then" the song played through Grellena's mind she sang it often when she was happy or excited, just like after she slaughtered her family

"Every single day, from the day you died."

"Please, can you let me up…"

"No~"

"Why not…"

"I don't feel like letting you go yet…" the cruel smile that worked onto the undertakers face sent a series of shivers up Grellena's spine.

didn't see that coming did 'ya bwuahahaha :3 what will happen! will Sebastian come to the rescue! will the undertaker become a villain! plot twists, out of characterness, and future smutt oh my!

well as you can see i decided to continue so meh~ stay posted, Chow :3