The Central official looked really nervous as he sat in the waiting room. This was bizarre; he was in another dimension, looking through something called a magazine, in the waiting room of death. Well, the last part wasn't entirely accurate; it wasn't like he was about to meet a skeleton in a dark clock who was responsible for judging the outcome of souls. No, he was just going to meet the head of the dispatch division of the grim reaper organisation.

Nothing to worry about.

Central had been intrigued by the report of the returning Exorcists; the claim that a world without innocence had been able to halt the Earl in a way that they could not. There excitement could not be contained about the possibility of another weapon that could bring such devastation to the horrible monsters. A few issues had been raised about the difficulty of obtaining the weapon, after all they were sifting things around in two separate universes, but the eventual decision was that it was fine if it was for the greater good.

So the traumatised Earl had been hurriedly interrogated before the rest of the Noah had come to collect him. He had revealed that in the other world there seemed to be another Organisation, a slightly better organised one, which had turned up and destroyed his Akuma almost as soon as they had been created. After a bit of research in the opposite dimension they had discovered that this other organisation apparently called themselves "Grim Reapers" and had used the information to obtain a meeting with one of the heads of department.

Finally the pretty receptionist informed him that Mr Spears would see him and he wiped the sweat from his brow as he entered the room.

Mr Spears was rather unassuming as he sat in his chair with his glasses and his strange device; but from the Earls gibbering he was not to be underestimated.

'Hello, my name is –'

'I do not care, we are not interested, and we have enough work as it.'

'Um, I'm sorry, what?'

'We have no intension what so ever in helping you get rid of the big fatty, we have our own jobs and enough over time as it is.' The man growled from behind his desk.

'Doing what?' the poor Central official asked, he was genuinely curious. In all the investigations they had never found the reason for the organisation, only its name and that they were the ones that disposed of the Akuma.

'Collecting the souls of the dead. Now that the Earl of Phantomhive is no longer cleaning them up the criminals of England are starting to get even more daring, it's horrible for the work load. Every night we have stabbings, robberies gone wrong and that's not even counting the accidents and diseases in the slums. We're run off of our feet and don't have time to go gallivanting over to a different universe just to save them. If we were meant to save your world you would have a version of us already, probably do you just won't know it until your time comes.'

'So, you refuse to save hundreds of lives just because you don't want to deal with the paper work?'

'Not our world, not our problem. Besides, we don't save lives, we take them. We are grim reapers, the chaos that would result of us leaving this world unattended would probably destroy all the hard work I have done up until now. If your God wanted the Grim Reapers of your world to destroy the Akuma he would have had them do so by now.

'Good day to you, please leave.'

The Central official blinked. 'Are you … kicking me out?'

'Yes, I am very busy and don't have time to waste on your nonsense.'

'It's not nonsense! Lives are at stake.'

'Would you rather not leave?' suddenly the pointy end of the strange device was lying against his throat. 'I could collect you early, I'm sure no one would mind since you're not from here.'

The Central official swallowed, 'um, alright, goodbye.' Suddenly he didn't care that a failure would result in a demotion; this job was not worth his life.

As the man left through the portal Ronald threw the hostage soul in after him, maybe now he would have enough free time to take the receptionist on the best date of her life.

Honour and glory of saving a different universe just wasn't worth the over time, no matter what anyone said.