William stepped out of his portal looking along the the streets of the French dispatch of Rouen. He walked down to the elegant looking flats glancing at the reapers walking by. He made his way to the complexes trying to read the directions as best he could.
He decided to look through each the buildings looking for the exact address to the flat in her letter. After almost a full hour of searching he finally landed his eyes on the complex meant for Reapers in the Glasses Department. He cleared his throat taking a ride on the elevator getting up to the floor that he needed to.
Approaching the door he knocked on it gently hoping that the man was home. The door opened up not a minute later, as the young man answered the door. He was a rather stout reaper. Untidy jet black hair with large, circular rimmed glasses.
The younger Reaper looked up at him noticing his specific uniform looking a little confused. "I'm sorry but, are you a British dispatch Reaper?" He spoke in a mousey voice with a slight accent. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm sorry to into on your day off Mr. Rousseau. I came here looking for information about a friend of yours." William stood still expecting for this to be an easy capture. It was almost arousing to think of the redhead in his hands.
He opened the door letting him inside. "I have a feeling it has to deal with Ms. Sutcliffe. Am I wrong?" He closed the door shutting off his record player.
"Why yes, yes it does. You see, she disappeared about a week ago. She has betrayed the society and is on the run. When I searched her office I found this letter." He pulled the one he found in her desk out giving it to him.
Rousseau picked it up examining it. "I send this two months ago. She did respond with small talk. I haven't her from her since." He got up grabbing it from his stack in a small wooden crate.
William glances around the room looking for any possible sign she was there or had been there. "What you're saying is you have no idea where she could've gone?" His back straightened up taking the letter.
"Non. Last I heard she said she was planning on getting a bigger place where she could have a garden but nothing else." He sat down offering him a glass of water. "That and asking about a good recipes for Charlotte aux framboises and millefeuille caramélisé."
His eyebrow raised looking at him with slight confusion. "Pastries? That's all?" He looked through the letter for any hidden instructions.
The other man began to get annoyed crossing his arms. "Yes. I want to know why she would be considered a traitor. Sure, her methods are the not best but, she knows to stay close enough to do her work. The society here loved her. Our own head said she was the best reaper he could have asked for in Collections."
William got up handing the letter back over to him. "That's as much as I'm allowed to speak of. I thank you for your time Mr. Rousseau. Have a good day."
Without another word he left the flat opening a portal to her office. He looked around the room for any small detail he was missing. He opened her drawers seeing the make-up kits, along with a small bottle of her perfume.
He picked it up holding the end to his nose. The smell brought back a memory of a night they worked so closely together. Her body pressed against his from behind as she toyed with his tie in the usual flirtatious manner.
The smell was intoxicating. The faint ghost touches came back as her lips would press against his ear whispering lewd things. "Will...don't you think now would be a good time to show me my place? Take me as your own...please..."
A low growl came from his throat taking another deep breath. He ran his gloved fingers through his hair. "I'm losing my mind over this..." He placed the bottle into his pocket taking it with him.
He went home carrying no paperwork with him this time. He sat on his couch staring into the darkness of the room. He crossed his arms thinking of some way to get the redhead back. An idea struck him, making him summon a portal going straight through.
Sebastian shut the door to his young master's room hearing the faint sounds of snoring. He made his way down the hall hearing a noise in the drawing room. He opened the door with no need of worrying seeing the reaper there.
"Why, hello again William. To what do I owe the honour?" He moved closer setting the candle onto the desk. He looked at his son seeing the burning as before.
William moved closer trying to stay in control. "Where has she gone to? I know for a fact you know where she is." He hands balled into fists at his side.
"I do, but why should I tell you? You had quite the temper tantrum last time we spoke." He stood still studying the shaking body of the man before him.
"I did Not, have a tantrum. I was upset that she would go ask you for such a favour." He moved closer keeping his voice to an almost whisper. "Now, where is she?"
"She's with our children. A happy new mother who should be sleeping since I left earlier." A smug grin crossed his lips seeing his son's eyes widened.
"Are you seriously telling me that you produce more than one spawn? How many are there?" He glared at his father the pit of his stomach bubbling and burning, an almost nauseating feeling overcoming him. The image returned of the redhead with a swollen belly.
Sebastian stared at him, his eyes scanning his face as the younger man had his thoughts racing through him. "Indeed we did, she's the proud mother of two. I will say this again and only once more. Please leave William. You have to understand when your position of affection is no longer there. She has made her decision deciding to go with me as someone to hold dear to. Someone she could turn to in times of carnal lust, or even that of affection. I know those are concepts are completely foreign to your knowledge. They're still something that she craves. After all, you never decided to give up anything like that to her."
He slammed his fist into the chair next to him. "You're saying this as if I'm the one to blame! She's the one who refused to listen to me. She could've stayed there with her usual nature at the office."
He watched as the red colour shined, seeing his son coming done completely. Under all those stern expressions, he was still truly of creature damned. He raised his hand wiggling his finger clicking his teeth to show his his disagreement with his attitude. "That's no way to act William. Your demon is showing."
He chuckled placing his arms back to his side's, seeing the younger man's eyes glowing brighter. "I am nothing like you anymore. I got away from all that. I've changed, evolved into the reaper I am now. What made you think that she was serious about this whole ordeal? I know for a fact all she ever did was flirt with you, like she did me and others. What made you be the one to finally accept her invitations? Was it the idea to get your kicks from sleeping with someone unlike your own? Was it the idea of having some creature you saw as filthy and disgusting laying underneath you? Was it the idea of one of her kind gasping your name in the most lewd fashion imaginable? Is that what broke you?"
"Have you ever once thought that I might like the game of cat and mouse? Where your power stems from intelligence, she has it in raw power. I've fought her before. If she wanted to, she could easily kill me. Besides...what's a few more siblings to add to your roster?"
He launched himself at him breaking the desk. "You bastard! It's bad enough you did it the first time!" He punched him hard across the face. His fangs bared with a mist hovering around his eyes. Sebastian chuckled looking back with the same appearance.
"You're just like me Will. If you really feel that deserving of her, fight me. Kill me and claim her as your own. Of course...that means you'd have to mark her too." He lifted William off him, tossing him across the room.
He hit the wall bouncing off on to the ground. Sebastian fixed himself repairing the damages as usual. He looked back see William pushing himself up.
"Listen carefully. I'll make you a wager. If by sundown, two days from now you find her. You can mark her. If you don't, I'll mark her. Whoever the victor will be, she'll have a demon for a mate. My only condition is that the children must be left under harm."
William stood there wincing from the sharp pain. "Why should I trust you? You really think I'll believe you?" His mind race think of the possibility of having her in his grasp.
Her in his bed. Her lips swollen and shimmering from passion kisses. Her hair sticking to the sides of her face as they would make love. Whimpers and cries of his name and ownership as he would fill her with his own seed.
His pants become much tighter being brought back from his thoughts. He glanced up at his father straightening himself out. "Fine. I'm willing to take you up on your offer old man. We'll see who has a better chance."
He opened a portal walking through to his flat. Sebastian sighed stepping into the shadows of the badly lit room. He stepped back out looking at living room of the house. The small cooing came from the room he had been in earlier, making his way to the children.
" You're here rather late Sebastian. Couldn't go more than seven hours without seeing them? I don't blame you." Undertaker came out of the kitchen holding a small plate of cream biscuits.
"I just wanted to check up. William paid me a rather unpleasant visit. He really going back to his demonic ways without him realising it." He fixed his hair going closer to the door. "I fear he plans the worst."
Undertaker nodded taking a small nibble. "He won't get far if he shows up here. I've planned an escape route for Grell to vanish with the girls. Can you believe she hasn't picked out names yet?"
He chuckled pushing passed the door. Grell sat up on the bed rocking the tiny brunette so close to her chest. She smiled seeing the father approach. "Hello Bassy darling. She woke up being so fussy." She handed her to him letting her wiggle in her blanket.
He pulled his glove off strocking her face. The child whined, stopping when her father began to rock her. "Why haven't you named them yet?"
She frowned holding her knees close to her chest without hurting the fresh stitching. "I wanted to wait on you. We could each name one. Which has more demon in them?"
He shook his head looking at the girls. "Aside from the nails, nothing has really been shown. Perhaps, later in life they will." He kissed the brow of the cooing babe. "Venita. I want to name this one Venita. It derives from Venus."
Grell paused staring at him. The expression across his face read how much he cared for their children. "That sounds beautiful. I want to name this one Adorlee. It's self-explanatory."
He nodded looking at them. He handed her back getting out of his seat. "Be careful Grell. William's still looking for you. Don't let him find you."
"I'll know when he's around. He's quite the aggressive man. Too loud for his own good." He leaned down kissing her lips. It was tender with a hint of worry. She kisses back not wanting to pull away. His fangs scraping the edges of her bottom lip.
He pulled away having his eyes glowing brightly. "I do apologise for leaving suddenly." She waved it off looking at shimmer of the hue. "It's fine. You have duties until the contract ends. Just, please visit often. They want you here too. "
He placed a kiss on each of the girls heads. He smiled seeing Venita growing sleepy. "Time to sleep for all of you. Goodnight ladies." He turned away walking back into the shadows.