Adrian twisted both of us in the air as he dodged death scythes from multiple reapers. Shouts echoed in the space, and more reapers poured into the library. With another curse, the mortician twisted me so I was on his back piggyback style. I used my knees to grip his waist so he could use his arms, and my hands got a tight hold on his shoulders.

The silver haired reaper landed on the top story of the library and took off running down a dark hallway just past a large shelf of white books. He took a larger, pink vial out of his sleeve and threw it at the men chasing us. I heard the glass shatter and several thumps as we turned a corner.

"We've got more men down!"

"Take them to the medical wing! Has someone left to inform William!?"

"After them!"

I felt Adrian sigh as the voices got closer to us. He managed to stay ahead of our pursuers as we got closer to the target. I noticed the pull of Grandpa's power down another side hallway. I pulled myself closer to the mortician to whisper in his ear.

"Take the next right! I can feel him nearby!" I was almost flung off of the mad man's back when he was forced to take a sharp turn to avoid what looked like a battle axe. The two of us ducked through the door, and my companion pulled a bookshelf down to block the door behind us.

"That won't hold for long. We need to hurry up and get out of here. Zion should be just up ahead." Adrian took off again with his arms sliding under my knees. Looking around the room we were in, I saw more books and tables with chairs all around. Running around the building made my sense of perception confused.

From the outside, the library didn't look as big as it did from the inside. I had a moment where I looked to make sure a time lord was not lurking about, and I gave a mental sigh of relief when I didn't see one. While I absolutely loved that show, I don't think I could handle dropping in the Tardis right about now.

Moving on…

Adrian ran towards a door at the back of the room. A bright orange glow was coming from the frosted glass and I felt the power grow the closer we got. Just as we made it halfway across the room, a chainsaw revved up behind us. Glancing over my shoulder, I watched the shelf blocking the door being carved up by the moving blade. The saw made quick work of the obstacle, and once more grim reapers were pouring in after us, but they were too far back. It seemed like we were going to make it.

I looked ahead again just as the mortician skidded to a stop. There was another reaper between us and the door that hid my grandfather's death scythe. With a set of pruners in his hand, the dark haired reaper pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

"That's far enough, intruders. You will be taken into custody for the crime of trespassing in the Grim Reaper Library." The tone of the man's voice was neutral. No emotions at all. Adrian set me down and pushed me to stay behind him as the other reapers blocked our escape. I clenched a fist full of the silver haired man's cloak in my hand as he stared down the other reapers.

"Oh, William! You're so stoic!~" It was the red reaper from before. He sauntered up to the dark haired man with a grin, showing those shark like teeth. He had the chainsaw resting on one shoulder as the other hand was placed on his hip.

I had to suppress a shudder as I felt bloodlust radiate from the red head. When he turned his gaze to the two of us, I felt Adrian tense. The red reaper got an excited look in his eyes as he observed us. Just as it looked like he was about to pounce, the pruning shears struck him across the head. I winced as he made a hard landing on his face.

"Grell Sutcliff. That will not be necessary. As you can see, the intruders are surrounded. They won't be able to escape." The dead voice huffed as he used his shears to push his glasses back up. The red head muttered under his breath about how William was so forceful, and I could have swore I saw a slight shudder come over the dark haired man.

Adrian took his chance while the reaper's were distracted. Quickly pulling a neon green vial, he smashed it of the ground before he turned to cover my head. A bright flash of light emerged from the tiny glass bottle nearly blinding me from my spot behind the mortician.

The silver haired man grabbed the closest reaper's death scythe. Watching him spin the staff that had a saw on one end, my eyes widened as he disarmed most of the other reapers. I backed up a bit to stay out of his way.

Grell and William were the first to recover, and both went after my companion. The red head took the silver haired man by surprise. He went after the older man like an angry dog, and the hooded man had to dodge the manic swipes of the chainsaw.

After a close call resulting in the tearing of the black cloak covering his form, Adrian pulled back to get out of range allowing the leader to stab his pruning tool in Adrian's right shoulder! My eyes widened and a gasp of horror escaped my mouth as the tool was pulled out.

Blood spurted from the wound and made me realize that the cinematic records were about to emerge from the wound. The silver haired reaper drop the scythe to grab his shoulder to keep the reel from showing. Grell went to make another slice that the mad man skillfully flipped away from. Using the redhead's momentum, he twisted his attacker to face William.

With a booted foot to the back, Grell went flying towards the stoic man. The retired reaper landed just to the right of me in a crouch. The two younger men managed not to hit each other with their death scythes, but they ended up in a tangle of body parts much to the long haired reaper's delight. The other man was forced to place a hand on the redhead's backside as he tried to get up.

"William! This is not the time or place for this kind of activity!" Grell swooned over being touched by his superior, and if the situation were any different, I probably would have laughed so hard at the short haired man's expression. With a sharp jab with the pruners, William was free and rushing toward us.

Adrian grunted as he got to his feet. Realizing this mission was a lost cause for now, the silver haired man kicked a passed out reaper toward the incoming man. Taken by surprise, William was forced to drop his scythe in order to catch his comrade.

Using this opportunity, my companion lifted his right hand in the air. The smell of burning ozone filled my nose, and a bubble bright light appeared just before his hand. I covered my eyes, but the light was so bright it didn't help. With a grimace, Adrian used his non injured arm to drag my small frame to him as he pulled us in the bubble. I gasped as the world around us disappeared in the white light.