I do not own Kuroshitsuji.
Also, I drew some art of Daisy, and HER EYES ARE SUPPOSED TO BE GOLD IN IT I'M SO SORRRRYYYYYY
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"It must be dealt with. We must not allow the abomination to roam any longer." An archangel spoke to another.
"Has the sire been caught?" The other questioned.
"No, not as yet, but we have identified the initial sire."
"The angel?"
"Yes."
"Who?" The other archangel was rather excited. He was so very bored. Archangels themselves never got to do anything fun, just "tell this person this" or "warn these shepherds that". Bloody boring.
"Gabriel." The first said smugly.
"Gabriel?! No, that couldn't be! He's one of the favorites!" The other was outraged.
"He met some human woman and impregnated her, and they had a son. Gabriel wanted nothing to do with them after that, so the woman raised the halfling by herself. No one knew about it until about twenty years ago, and Gabriel was punished and the other angels had to track the son down. He got away, but it turns out he had impregnated a woman and they had a daughter, who is a fourthling. We're trying to erase her now. We still have to track down the halfling, but at least we know where the fourthling is. Gabriel has been put in charge of the operation."
"I heard he passed on the command to some Ariel fellow because he didn't want to do the dirty work himself." The other scowled. "Bloody-"
"Hush, this place is holy. Do not defile it with foul words." The first chided. The other sighed, but moved on to another topic. The lion that had been listening in flew off to report to its master.
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"Things are finally back to normal, eh, Grell-sempai?" Ronald Knox leaned back in his chair at the human bar. They were taking a short rest before their next reaping duties. They had about four minutes and thirteen seconds before the next death in that area.
Grell was on the verge of complete and total drunkenness. "Naaaww, ih can't be back tah normallll until m'dear is gone." He slurred.
"Maybe she could stay and become part of 'normal'. I mean, she's totally safe in the Shinigami realm." Ronald took a swig of the cheap ale. He hadn't drank much.
"No!" Grell slammed his tankard down on the table. "She steals Will'm from me!" He raged. Then he started to cry.
"Come on, now, it's not like you had a chance anyway," Ronald patted Grell's head to try and cheer him up. He only cried harder. "Hey, you've still got that demon guy, right?"
Grell perked up. "Sebas-chan is still mine!" He paused. "Wai', no, the brat has 'im." He flopped back down again.
"Only by force. I bet that demon can't wait to get away." Ronald murmured soothingly.
"Then why does he defend that brat every time I try to kill him?" He blinked back tears. He seemed to be sobering up.
"Because he has to. Demons make contracts for souls, remember? As soon as the kid gets what he wants, the demon will consume his soul and move on to hunt for more humans. During that time you can hop in and make him fall in love with you or something." Ronald grabbed them both another drink.
"I hate waiting!" Grell flailed around, stopped and chugged his entire glass, and passed out, sliding off the chair. Ronald sighed. He pickpocketed the guy next to him, payed for the drinks, and slung Grell on his back (piggyback style). He left quickly. At least these next few souls should be easy.
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Ariel sat crosslegged, hovering in the air above a cloud. His wings flapped continuously to keep him airborne. One of his lions lay next to him, wings also flapping, gnawing delightedly on a deer from Earth.
Gabriel... How bizarre. To think that he fell in love with a human- wait, maybe not. All they really said was that he impregnated her. Who knows what his feelings were towards her? Why do we have to hunt the so-called "abominations", anyway? Just because they're part human, part angel doesn't mean they deserve death.
Oh, well. Orders are orders. Ariel sighed. Maybe he'd get to fight the fourthling and halfling himself, though surely not at the same time. That would be suicide. One fourth angel plus half angel is three fourths angel... But then again, there's five fourths of human in the two of them combined, as well. These are Gabriel's spawn, maybe that means the angel portion would still dominate the human portion.
This is too confusing. I don't like it, thinking about it makes my head hurt. Ariel paused. I'll make it go away. Then it will no longer be confusing. He grinned crazily. That would do just fine. Eliminating the unwanted.
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"Ronald Knox, Grell Sutcliff," William began with a menacing tone. "You two were fooling around and we lost two souls to a minor demon." He stepped on both of them in turn. They were on their knees at his feet.
"Sorry!" They wailed. He ground his foot into Grell's back.
"Do you know how much paperwork is added to the workload now?" His voice was quiet, but dangerous.
"It won't take you that long-" Ronald protested weakly, only to find his face suddenly assaulting the floor with a crack.
"Me? It won't take me that long? I'm afraid you are mistaken. It is not I who will be doing the paperwork. Do you know who will?" He glared down at the two.
"Us?" They asked together.
"That's right." Feeling calmer (and a bit more smug) now, he let them up.
"Sir!" Another Shinigami ran up nervously. He was new and was still a little nervous.
"What?" He glared. It was certain to be another problem that could cause him overtime if he didn't shove it on someone else.
"We have a report of multiple demon sightings in Europe. The shinigami have been having trouble f-fighting them off." The newbie shifted from foot to foot nervously.
"Major demons or minor demons?" William asked.
"Minor." The newbie glanced behind him nervously, but William chose to believe he was merely anxious to get to the door.
William turned to see if he could get Grell to go "paint the demons red", but he and Ronald were gone, having slipped away from his wrath when the messenger ran up. So that was why the messenger had glanced behind him earlier. He glanced back at the messenger, sizing him up. The new guy didn't look very experienced; he probably couldn't take a few demons, even if they were minor. William could, and now he was going to have to work overtime. He furrowed his brow irritably.
"I'll go take care of it." He sighed and went to get his scythe. On his way back he passed Daisy carrying a stack of papers from Ronald's desk to her own, adding to the tall stack that was already there. He smiled briefly, then made sure to give Ronald a death stare, who blanched. Ronald proceeded to grab a bunch of papers from Daisy's stack when she wasn't looking and added them to his own stack. He looked up at William, who had lingered in the doorway. William nodded his approval and moved on.
He arrived in England a little while later after receiving information that that was where the demons were headed. Striding down a dark alley, he caught one consuming a woman's soul. He threw his death scythe at it, impaling it and pinning it against a brick wall.
"Do you know how much trouble you pests cause me?" He glared at the trembling thing. "A lot."
"Ha." The impish demon laughed. William was about to kill it when he felt something slam into the back of his head. He tried to turn around, feeling rather dizzy, and the blunt object connected with his skull again.
The world went black.
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~Rabbit