AN~ Yeah sorry I kinda lied to you guys…I tried to type this up yesterday, but my stepdad brought the laptop I started typing it on to work with him :( So you're getting it today! I think this is a short chapter, it's not the shortest one, but I don't think it's long enough. Oh well. This chapter is supposed to be sad, I also think it's a little disturbing…tell me what you think in a review. To make up for the depressedness the next chapter will be so awesome it will need two parts. I'll try to put it up on Thurday because I'm in the school's Variety Show on Wednesday! One of my friends and I are doing a comedy skit. Enough of my rambling on to the disclaimer!
DISCLAIMER: If I owned Black Butler it would be a yaoi. I'm not sure who because Sebastion would be a pedophile if I paired him off with Ciel…but it would definitely have yaoi (and more William T. Spears and his yumminess!) ONTO THE STORY!
I reaped seven more souls since that first day. I was almost ready to go out on my own…or with somebody other than William. He's so blah. He doesn't like to race, or freak out the old ladies, or stop to get a snack, or chase after squirrels…heh, just kidding about the last one…maybe. I've never really suggested chasing after squirrels or shiny things or…god, I've just noticed how easily distracted I get. Anyways, I know he'd just give me that disapproving William look and keep on walking. Basically what I'm trying to say is that William is boring.
"Today will be a test of sorts. Just to see what you're capable of, and to make sure that you can do your job," William told me as we walked out the door. I groaned inwardly, I hate tests. I especially hate physical tests. Watch, with my luck he'll make me do pushups on my fingertips or run five miles, neither of which I think I can do…but now I'm a shinigami…hmmm…I may have to try that someday. We walked out of the building and to the slums of London. Yes, they still existed.
It was poor, and filthy, and it looked just plain miserable. We stopped at the mouth of an alley with a few doors down it.
"We're here," William said. "Todd F. Strafes," he read the name off the list. I looked around and didn't see anyone except for a few kids.
"Which door is it?" I asked. William had this sad, almost pitying look on his face when he shook his head. Oh god, it's one of the kids. I have to collect the soul of a kid.
Slowly I walked down the alley, hidden by some shadows. I stopped in front of a door. A boy who looked about seven sat there with a little girl, who couldn't have been more than three. He was rocking her and she was asleep in his lap. It was the picture of innocence. I-I can't do this, but I have to. It's part of the job, it's what I signed up for.
The young boy didn't see me until the last second. Right when I shoved the tip of my scythe into his heart he looked up at me, and he smiled. The cinematic records started.
After about four years his little sister was born. She was a little flower with blonde curls. That didn't matter to his dad, though. His father was abusive. It started when he began drinking out of the special bottle he carried with him. He started hitting his mom. Then his mom left. He had to protect his little sister Lily. He had to protect his little flower. Then he decided to run away like his mom did. If he wanted to eat, he had to steal. It got really cold at night, but as long as Lily was okay, he was okay. He got sick and sometimes he would cough up blood, but he convinced himself that he would be okay. As long as Lily was okay.
When the records ended there I almost had tears in my eyes, but I blinked them away. William was stoic as usual, and he looked away. I looked at the little boy who had the white memories pouring out of his chest. If I associated a name with him, I wouldn't be able to do it. The smile was still frozen on his face and a little blood leaked out of the corner of his lips. I'm not sure who he thought he was seeing. Gingerly, as though I was afraid of causing him anymore pain, I cut the strip. The life went out of his eyes and he slumped back against the door.
The little girl, Lily, was still asleep in his arms.
I went to move towards the girl, but William put a gentle hand on my shoulder. He was stopping me. I looked up at him and he said, "We are not allowed to interfere." His hand lingered for a few seconds, then, almost embarrassedly, he pulled it back.
We were halfway back to the office when William spoke, "I had to test you, to make sure you could do it. When I was…with Undertaker I couldn't bring myself to do it. It wasn't even as sad as it was today. Undertaker lost most of the little respect he had for me because of that. I was weak. I can never be weak again."
Line break Time!
The next day I went back for the little girl.
She was lying in the center of the street, like road kill. Nobody had bothered to move her. Her body was crushed and her curls were stained with dark reddish brown blood. She was dead, but her soul was still trapped inside.
I carried her body to the side of the road and cradled her in my arms while I took her soul. I'd like to say she went to heaven with her brother, but where do the souls go after we reap them?
I waited until Undertaker arrived to make sure she was properly buried, with lilies. It was a little disturbing to see him get excited over the mangled little body, but that is why he is Undertaker.
I walked back on my own, welcoming the silence and coolness of the rooftops.
"Grell? A whole flock of sheep? And goats? And a cow?"
"They were witnesses, witnesses I tell you!" I smiled.
William: You called me yummy : (
Me: Woops sorry about that (I called him yummy in the disclaimer XD) Okay, I would like the opinion of you guys. What would be a cooler death scythe? A custom scythe…or daggers? I would like to hear your opinion. I have been absolutely obsessed with Vocaloid songs, Gakupo in particular. I listened to Trick and Treat by Rin and Len, and Bad Apple by Gakupo and Kaito while I typed this chapter up. It's one of the reasons I took so long. William, now that my rambling is over, what do you say?
William: Fine, review, there I said it
Me: Good William *pats on head* And I almost forgot thank you OneHellOvaWriter, Rorea, and Lieutenant of the BVB army for reviewing! You guys made my day!