A/N: Hi! Elle here with the next chapter! Last chapter, after Mara went to face Erican, she started to lose faith that she would even be able to do so. When she was at a low point, she was given a literal pick-me-up by none other than William T. Spears, who tasked her with making sure his daughter comes out unharmed. When Mara asked what her name was, William revealed that his daughter was none other than the girl of Mara's dreams, Amelia! After she accepted the task, William launched her over several buildings to the Grim Reaper Reform Association building, but not before subtly revealing that he knew about her demonic secret. After entering the building, Mara was met with the annoyingly arrogant Erican, who told Mara about how much she was at fault for what happened, as if she didn't already know. Then, he taunted her to the point when Mara lunged at him, ready to make him pay for what he did, only for her broken foot to be stomped on and for Erican to temporarily paralyze her! After "inspecting" her for weapons by grabbing most of her body more than he needed to and binding her arms to her sides, Erican walked down the long stairwell, our hybrid heroine in tow, to put her in a cell and have her be bait for Sebastian. How is a certain red reaper going to respond to the fate of her daughter?

Chapter Ten

Grell's POV

(Takes place the same time as Chapter Nine.)

"What the bloody hell just happened?" I mumbled upon waking up. That was one of the only things I could do because my hands were tied above my head and my ankles were tied to the cement floor. "What was in that shot?"

"If you're even able to say anything coherent, it means it wasn't strong enough." answered a gravelly disembodied voice from the darkness that surrounded me. I was filled with rage, because I knew that voice from earlier.

"Who the hell are you? Show yourself!" I demanded.

A single light by the door flickered on, and I didn't even need to adjust to it because it was so weak. I did, however, need to adjust to the sight of the blonde and buff man that was leaning on the brick wall by the door. With his hair tied back and his stubble, I would have found him attractive, had I not been so enraged.

"Who would have thought that just mentioning some demon kid would make the bright red and deadly efficient reaper, Grell Sutcliff, end up bound and down on his knees in the one place any reaper would rather die than step foot into?" the man said coming closer.

"That "demon kid" is my daughter, and you said that you knew where she is, and that you would help me find her. Anyone who's ever been a parent would know that if their child went missing and someone - even a stranger like you - said they knew how to find them, that parent would let their guard down in an instant to know where they were, so don't act like you cracked some ancient impossible code. Also, it's "her", not "his"." I explained.

He grabbed my chin and forced me to look up at him.

"It's whatever I say it is." he growled.

"You obviously know something about where my daughter is, so tell me, or I'll show you how deadly efficient I can be." I threatened.

"My son told me that she said she was half demon when she was backed into a corner when her right eye became uncovered, so he went after her. Then, he said that another demon carried her away after she fainted, and that they shared what you may call a family resemblance. Currently, the whereabouts of the both of them are unknown. All he knows is that he saw them come back to the reaper realm." he reported.

Family resemblance? It can't be him, can it? No, who else could it be?

"Sebastian…" I whispered.

"What was that?" he said, jerking my head forward.

"Why would you tell me that? What was the point?" I asked.

"So you may get an idea about why you're here." the man answered, releasing his grip.

"Why is that?" I asked.

"My son knows your daughter's weak points, and they include not being able to handle other people getting hurt because of her. One of them is also getting bothered by people whose romantic feelings for her are unrequited." he said.

"Oh, you're talking about that kid. My daughter has talked a lot about your son, and how he always ignores her personal space and is overall lacking in respect as well as any other redeeming qualities." I said. "I guess, now that I've had the displeasure of meeting you, I know where that boy got it from."

The man snarled and kicked me in the chest.

"Anyway, if she knows someone she cares about is in danger because of her slip-up, she'll come running." he explained.

"Don't you dare try to hurt so much as one hair on my daughter's head, or I swear to god you'll regret it more than you've regretted anything in your miserable goddamn life!" I hissed.

"No, no, no. It's not her that interests me, even though she definitely interests my son. No, what I want is her father, Sebastian Michaelis." the man said.

Memories of that awful night almost sixteen years ago, when Sebastian had deemed Mara and I unimportant in regards to his little brat of a master, had flooded into my mind. I was soon fighting back tears that were stinging my eyes.

"Why in the world do you need that insensitive and selfish monster so badly?" I asked, keeping my voice stable.

Don't break down. It'll only give the evil, yet handsome man more power.

"That vermin killed my wife three years ago on this very day." he said. "Did you never know?"

"I was aware of what happened three years ago, yes." I answered. "She thought I made her get demoted and tried to hurt me by kidnapping my daughter. I had heard about her being killed the next day at work, but I never put any of that together. It's not like I was saddened. That bitch deserved it."

That comment earned me a powerful kick in the stomach.

"Did I touch a nerve?" I asked. "Deal the hell with it, because that demon killing her was a better decision than any of the other reapers could have made."

"All of what's happened today concerning your daughter going missing and you ending up here is because of that demon's decision to kill the love of my life to protect your interspecies freak of a child. Is she really that important?" he asked.

"Damn right she is." I snarled. "If that woman had made it to me alive, I would have done the same thing. The second she'd come into my line of sight with my daughter, she would have been cut into ribbons, and there would have been one for every moment she made my daughter fear for her safety or her life."

He grabbed my hair and yanked my head forward.

"You're going to regret not holding your tongue about that!" he yelled.

"No! I'll never regret anything I've done or a word of what I've said to someone like you!" I yelled.

Then, I heard a sound that struck the one place I was vulnerable. I heard a cry of pain from above, and I knew exactly who it was. I had heard that three years prior, and when that happened, I found Mara on the floor crying after stabbing her eye.

Oh no. Mara, get away from here!

"No…oh my god no..." I said softly.

The man chuckled in a dark and twisted way.

"Believe me, Grell Sutcliff." he said in a guttural voice. "I'll make sure that regretting is the only thing you're going to do from now on."

"No!" I yelled before he gripped my throat and cut me off.

"Quiet down, or I'll kill that kid of yours immediately." he growled.

I stayed quiet, but I still glared at the man.

"It doesn't sound like he showed up, though." he said, gritting his teeth, listening to what was happening above ground. "Honestly, after I specifically said that I wanted both of those freaks to come here when I wrote that bait letter."

"No matter." he said, grinning, and my concern rose.

"If she just got captured, I can send another letter telling the other demon just that." the man said. "By the time he gets here, it'll be just in time to see her corpse. He'll show up just as she's being finished off if he's lucky."

"No… please… not her…" I begged.

"Don't worry. You won't be separated for long." he said. "I had to watch my love die because of him, so, he'll know how that feels when I kill you in front of him."

"You're an twisted and demented monster." I growled.

He looked me in the eye and said, "Deal the hell with it."

He looked around as if he was trying to find something.

"I don't care if I ruin my jacket." he said before ripping off his right sleeve and trying it around my mouth. I glared at him, silently cursing at him.

"Trust me, you're going to want to do much more than glare at what you're going to hear." he said. "Now, I'm going to tell my son about what to do now that he just captured your kid. I'll make sure it's particularly painful."

Then, he walked out and locked the door.

A/N: Well, that was nice wasn't it? Don't forget to R&R! By the way, please don't put reviews criticizing how I interpret Grell's gender. They will not phase me. With that said, I can't wait for you guys to read next week's chapters!