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Alright, I know you are all probably wondering about what they will do about those demons and stuff… and I'll get to it I just need to keep the story line moving! So enjoy!

ACHAN POV

I stare up at the ceiling quietly. It's 3 in the afternoon, and I have nothing to do. On a Friday. I sigh, then force myself to get up. I head to the kitchen, making myself a coffee and deciding to eat a salad. As I munch on it, I glance at the clock. Its hands point out the time 3:05. William gets off in nearly 3 hours. I sigh, deciding I can't wait that long, and decide to go exploring. I remember William saying something about looking in the cinematic library for information, and I decide to go and check it out.

I pull on mostly all black and grey attire, but with a blue jacket. I pause, then go and dig around in Will's room for different clothes. If I am going to go to the dispatch, I need to blend in. I pull on some of his clothes, which are surprisingly a bit small. Will is slender after all. I sigh, then turn and put on a coat, completing my outfit. I already wear glasses, and with that I head off. I concentrate on the dispatch, my eyes closed. I feel a light breeze go over my skin, and then open my eyes to the sight of a building.

I walk around it, and head inside.

"Hello, what is your business here today?" Asks the secretary. I freeze inside, thinking she has caught onto me, before I realize that a lady in her position probably asks that all the time. I smile.

"I'm here to see a William T. Spears." I am slightly worried, wondering if anyone will recognize me as the same person who terrorized Will's office before, but I push the thought out of my mind. The woman then smiles at me.

"Do you have an appointment?"

"He'll be expecting me."

"Okay, do you want me to call him?"

"Naw, I didn't think you're kind needed to use such mundane ways of communicating."

She looks at me confused. "I-I'm sorry?"

I smile and lean forward. I know a cheesy line, but it always works. "Well, I mean, angels don't need to do that, and seeing as you obviously fell from heaven, I wouldn't want to tire you any further.

She blushes. "Um... Thanks, but I'm not that high of an angel."

"You sure? Well, then I have embarrassed myself." I give her a wide grin, and she laughs.

"Oh, no, I think you're charming."

"Really?"

"Really."

I smile back at her. "Well, then, I wouldn't want my charmingness to distract you any further."

She laughs. "Have a good day Mr.?..." Her last sentence is a question. I smile.

"ACHAN. Call me ACHAN.

"Alright, ACHAN, have a good day!"

I smile, then turn and leave. I head to… well I don't really know. If I wanted to, I probably could have teleported in, but it would probably be suspicious looking if out of nowhere, I just appeared in the room. So, with a sigh, I walk around. Some people ask me what I'm up to, asking me things like if I'm a new trainee, since they haven't seen me around before. I say things back, like I'm seeing William, or I'm supposed to drop something else. It works, and I go to a whole bunch of places. Then I come to it. A large door, and I walk in.

It is a large hall, disappearing into the distance from how big it is. "Alright… now to figure out what I'm actually looking for." I walk to one of the many shelves of books upon books, and begin picking up random ones. I flip through them, reading different scenarios and deaths, passing through many names and faces. None of them ring a bell. I sigh, then turn to leave. A voice calls out to me.

"Aww, leaving so soon? But what you do to dear old William is hilarious!" The voice laughs and I turn around.

"Who are you?" I say to the man. He is dressed in a dark black robe, along with a chain and sash. His hair is a startling greyish-white, like silver, and it covers his eyes. He is holding up the large sleeves of his robe to his mouth, and is giggling. I can't help but smile, which he returns.

"They call me the Undertaker."

"I take it you're an Undertaker… that is also a shinigami?"

"What makes you say that?"

"Right, because any random undertaker would just be here chilling." I smile. "You know what I did to William?"

He giggles. "Yes, and I found it quite enjoyable."

"I'll bet you did. Say, since you're here, would you be willing to help me?"

"What did you need?"

"Just cinematic records involving South America, humans and demons."

"Why, I do believe we have some. Just over here…" He goes, giggling and walking a ways, before turning down an aisle. I follow. "Here."

We are standing in a normal row, books on either side. I begin to pick some up at random, flipping through them.

"I can't seem to find what I'm looking for."

"What are you looking for?"

"I told you… and even then, I'm not really sure." I look at some more books.

The Undertaker giggles. "If you need more… descriptive books, there a couple shelves up." I glance up to where he is pointing. The shelves are about 15 feet up though, way too high for me. "I can get a ladder…"

"That won't be necessary," I say to him, and with a sigh I teleport upwards. When I stop, I quickly grab onto the ledge of a shelf. It wobbles, but is steady. I then grab some random books and begin throwing them down. "Catch!"

I doubt he caught them, although he seemed to be madly giggling again. I am grabbing a few more when my foot slips, and I begin to fall back. "Ahhhh!..." I shoot my hands out so I am holding the bookshelf behind me with my hands, and my feet are still supported on the shelf in front of me. My back is painfully arching.

I groan, then begin to feel the shelves slowly tip back, so they are getting farther and farther apart. "Oh no no no no…" I teleport back down quickly.

"Aww, we're in trouble now," says the Undertaker, grinning like a maniac, and I watch that, even without my help, the shelves continue to tip in opposite ways… into the next set of shelves.

BAM! And another set. BAM. And another. BAM! The noise continued for how long, as shelves upon shelves topple, books crash to the floor. I even hear glass occasionally break, flinching every time is does so. It is probably nearly a minute when all the nearby shelves that were close together have fallen like dominoes. When it does, I slowly turn to Undertaker, and we stare at each other for a long moment of silence. Then…

"HAHAHA AAHHAHAHA!" We fall onto the floor laughing as though we belong in a mental hospital (which we probably do). I feel tears come to my eyes at the hilariousness of it all, and then-.

"ACHAN? What. THE HELL. HAVE YOU DONE?" The voice belongs to a furious looking William standing in front of me, and he looks as though he wouldn't mind sending me to hell right then and there.

The Undertaker quietly giggles, and I smile sheepishly.

Well… that was it! Haha… ahhh ACHAN is in trouble… well reviews would be a appreciated please!