Memories, all my life's work flashed through my vision as i felt the cold spinning blade pushing through my organs and flesh.I screamed with pure anguish, which increased as Grell ripped his weapon from my person. I fell to the ground, vision blurred with red and a foggy black. I heard a crash at the window and a cold unknown voice yell
"Grell! what do you think you are doing?" the tilt of glasses signified William T. Spears had entered the room. I blacked out after that.
"-iss. . . . miss?. . . . miss Theodora please wake up, this is not the time you are scheduled to die"
pointless words through a cold voice matched the blackness i saw as the back of my eye-lids, not wanting to participate in reality, i reluctantly opened them to see an emotionless face that had voiced me back to the real world. "w-who?. . .uhh. .. wha-. . .* i grabbed my stomach in pain as i tried to sit up, i rubbed my eyes to see my surroundings better, and noticed i was in some kind of office. it was me and a taller man with short cut black hair and an excellent pair of spectaculars and amazing green glowing eyes.
"don't push yourself, you are lucky to even be living" the man turned the page in his book, not even giving me a glance. i sat up and relaxed as i rested against the couch i was set on, wondering where on earth i am and who the heck this this man was
"I am William T. Spears, A-Class reaper" he rolled his eyes fixing his glasses again "i hate sharing personal information with non-reapers, but since one of my subordinates tried to kill you before your selected death date, i must take over-time and suffer through explaining this all to you" he turned another page, giving me the breifest of looks from above his book. "well, i uhh. . . i am Theodo-" "Theodora Grace Jase, born March second to Cassandra and Silas Jase. born poor and grew up abused, left your village to find work in London. But all you found was a horde of prostitutes to take you in"he scoffed and raised his stare to me closing his book with one hand, continuing with "meet the famed doctor Angelina Durless two weeks prior to the "incident" her butler, reaper Grell sutcliff attempted to murder you by you by her order. He stood up from behind his desk and walked around to stand by the couch i was lounging on, finishing telling me about the "incident" watching me with cold green eyes.
"so. . . uhh. . . Mr. Spears sir, how exactly am i alive? if a death scythe kills everyone it cuts through" i asked running a hand over my corset where my wound was. "you don't need to cal me that, William will suffice, if not Mr. William is fine to. and to answer your question, we also have the power to save those who could benefit humanity" looks away the adjusts his glasses "or the ones who aren't yet meant to die, those like yourself" he continued looking at something that seemed far off. "oh. . .uhh, thank you William. you didn't need to, i'm okay with dying" i said taking a deep breath and sighed, he turned to me curiously asking "you what?"
I glanced at him, curling my feet up under me on the couch."i said I am okay with dying, the time i leave this world doesn't matter. my life isn't going to "help humanity" so im kind of confused to why you saved me anyways" i said crossing my arms, he replied surprised with. "you would give up your life willingly? you don't care how you die? or even when?" I looked down at my hands as i fidgeted with them. "why should I? we all die sometime, and since i lost my reason to live i just try to make it day-to-day" he walked towards me, sitting down next to me "i who have lived more than ten of your lives worth, don't understand humans,mortal lives are what i take and destroy everyday and yet i still don't understand it" i curl my legs up under me on the couch. "well if you have any questions, i'd be happy to. . . uhh. . . help?" i say watching his curiosity grow, lips parted to speak but suddenly flew to the window peering through the blinds. "ahh, as i expected" he watched with a furrowed brow then returned to stand by my side of the couch.
"I must move you at once, Grell has returned and must not know you are here" his eye twitched "let alone in my office, it seems that. . . "Thing" is infatuated with me and will kill you on sight if he see's you in my presence, and since I've already saved you once tonight I do not wish anymore over-time" he scoffed and closed the blinds, walking to me and motioning me up and leading me to the door. "now do you have someplace to stay? a family member or friend perhaps?" he asked peeking out the door, still holding onto my wrist. "uhh. . . no, afraid not. like i said i don't have much if anything to live for so im alone" i bit my lip as his grip hardened, tugging me out the door and across the hall. "sorry to hear that, please keep up" he said a little less than stern.
We ducked and weaved between doors and halls, making sure a certain red head psycho-path did see us, we passed several green-eyed reapers who wouldn't even give us a second glance. One, who's hair was orange ontop and black on bottom stopped us partway down the hall. Looking to will " hey boss man,any way i could get off early tonight? got a. . uhh. . . well i got plans tonight and work is such a d-" he stopped, tilting his glasses down looking over Will's shoulder to me.
"well now, who's this tall glass of beautiful behind ye boss man?" he walked around him to face me, looking me up and down. " She your "break time"? getting a little something on the side of Grell?" he laughed,pushing his glasses up as William stared at him obviously taken aback by the younger (cuter) shinigami's statement "why would you even ask a thing you foolish boy, you're just as bad as that red blemish, and no, she's not mine" he adjusted his glaces at least four times as i thought i glimpsed a blush before he turned from me,not even realizing he let go of my wrist. "then maybe she could be mine" he winked at me, quite suave with himself and a ladies man. i thought i smelled liqueur, so obviously a party goer. "well you could ask me yourself?" i said smirking "i'm no one's, i'm who ever's i choose to be. play your cards right and it could be you" i smiled and winked back at him.
"well looks like boss man found himself a spit-fire, buuut" he droned our William's attempts to convince him he had nothing to do with me. "if boss says you ain't his, then you're free game. so you want to go party tonight? i know a pub or two. we could get lost in the bottom of a few glasses of Guinness and see what happens?" putting an arm around my shoulders leaning towards me.
I lost it "i laughed, smiling sweetly at him as i grabbed his wrist twisting it up and behind his back forcing him face-first into the wall. "i'll take the free drinks, but just cus i'm a prostitute doesn't mean i'm easy when it comes to dates" i said as i leaned into him and whispered into his ear. He struggled till i finally let him go, walking back to stand by William's side as he rubbed his wrist. "defiantly a spit-fire* he grinned a little sheepishly as he rubbed the back of his neck. "I'm Ronald, Ronald Knox. Reaper to die for and a good time if you ever have a boring night alone. offer still stands" he smiled and nudged William. "don't let this one go or else i'll take her" he teased and turned back to me, kissing my hand "pleasure twas mine my fair lady, next time i'll get you on a date" laughing as he walked off.
William rubbed his temple,shifting uncomfortably. "my dearest apologies,he was just released from training. though i don't know why they'd even let him join in the first place is a mystery" fixing his glasses he turned to me motioning me forward. "please, this way" he pointed to a stairwell across a large waiting sat me down on the stairs, pacing back and forth. I watched him curiously "so uhh, you gonna let me go now?" i asked, resting my face in my hands and my elbows on my knees. not even giving me a glance, he stopped and leaned against the wall." thats the thing, i can't let you go just yet. Grell might come after you again and i will not have him killing people not on the "to-die-list" so much over time would come after" he started pacing again, almost nervously. "then what? do i just sleep in the stair well? or your office? i have a bigger chance of running into that red headed freak if i stay here" i said, yawning as i do so.
(might add more to this chapter, might not. not sure yet :P) ~Joker