Kuroshitsuji © Yana Toboso
OCs © reaper-of-lost-souls
A/N: I'd like to say, sorry that my last note was rushed. I was on my way to a corn maze and I wanted to post it up before I went, but here's the next chapter! How did you feel about the last chapter? No one really said anything… so I'm just wondering. For me, it seemed a bit slow… or tedious, but everything (I guess) had a reason for being written. Well this time there's going to be some action and HOPEFULLY the story is going to move further. Show the character's powers and such. I want to get back into writing the romance stuff, but action isn't that bad either.
As for the Halloween special thing I said about, I'm probably just going to wait till I get around to writing anything creepy. I don't know when I will though, but a scary graveyard and a bunch of people scaring each other will be in this story =3 Perhaps it'll be a Thanksgiving special? I don't know, but it just depends on when I need it in the story. I think it'll be a lot later then right now, but I think I'll add something creepy in the next chapter. I don't know yet… still up for debate (since you guys aren't really telling me what you want and stuff) So if you want something creepy that'll be it! =D As always, enjoy the chapter!
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"What are you talking about?" Sophie grumbled to herself, taking a sip of the whisky drink in her hand.
"Mr. Shezmu is holding a contest for his next apprentices. It's like a scavenger hunt. You move out in groups of two against everyone else competing. You have to defeat all the competitors and take the item they are holding, but they have to give it to you willingly. The team that defeats the others in two days time wins!" Alex gasped, obviously excited about the event. "There is nothing in the rules that says we can't. It starts at midnight, Saturday morning, and ends at midnight on Monday morning. I know it's cutting it close with our classes, but do you think you could be my partner in the contest?"
Sophie let out an agitated sigh, staring into her half-drunken glass. "Are you sure we can? Grell wants me to train this weekend and I heard from you earlier that Mr. Tyrant wants you to train also."
Alex chuckled, "Well we'll work around that! I'll come up with something… but can you? I know this isn't incredible to you, but for me it is! To be the apprentice to a world-renowned supernatural is one of my dreams! Just think of the moves he would teach us! What do you say?"
Sophie thought for a second, before setting her whisky down on the table. "Well…" she said as she placed her elbows on the table and leaning in closer to Alex to whisper to him. "If it's that important to you… I guess I can."
"Yes!" Alex yelled happily, practically jumping out of his seat. "You will not regret this Sophie!"
Sophie smirked, "Well let's get some ground rules down before you sign us up." Alex nodded, settling down in his seat. "First off, this can't be in the way of our studies. Before the weekend make sure all your homework is done and any assignments due are turned in ahead of time or ready to be turned in on time. Second, we need to come up with a plan for our mentors. Since Grell likes his dear Will~iam~ so much, I think that won't be too hard." Then she sighed, "Lastly, I want you to promise that you'll have my back in this event. If you have my back then I'll have yours. Deal?"
Alex nodded, holding out his right hand, "That's a deal."
Sophie happily smiled, taking his hand and shaking it. "Okay, so what's the plan for our mentors?"
Alex thought for a second before showing off his sharp demon-canine teeth. "Have Grell meet us in London square Friday night. Then just leave everything to me." He smirked. Sophie nodded, taking a quick swag of her drink before setting the empty drink on the bar table.
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After an hour of detention as she went over the plan with Alex and after going to the infirmary for her Friday checkup, she walked up the stairs to Grell's cubical and was happy to find him finishing his papers. "Hello Miss Grell," she smiled happily, noticing everyone had already gone home.
"Hello Miss Sophia," Grell smiled back, stacking his papers to the side of his deck, "just finishing up some late paperwork."
Sophie nodded, leaning against the wall of his cubical. "Hey Grell… would you like to go out tonight? It's the weekend and I was wondering if you weren't busy…"
Grell looked at her suspiciously, before letting out a squeal and flinging his arms around her waist. He picked her up, swinging her around the office. "Of course dear! What's the occasion?"
"Well…" she looked away, embarrassed, "I wanted to go shopping with you –"
"Shopping!" Grell gasped, "Of course I'll go shopping! What for?"
"I'm just tired of wearing suits all the time," Sophie shrugged, "and I was wondering if you'd help me shop for some decent clothes. Perhaps some for school… though I don't know what I could wear, but also just for casual wear. Plus," she smiled at him, "we've only argued and train since we've been mentor and apprentice. I want to get to know you a bit, you know?"
He smiled, "Alright Sophia…" Then he giggled again, quickly grabbing his coat, "Let us not squander! The shops will be closed in a few more hours!... Oh you must see this cute little shop in the square. It has the perfect outfits for a young lady," he swung her around, grabbing Sophie's hand and pulling her out of the office, down the stairs, and out the front door.
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Sophie stared at the three bags she had in her hands. One was hers and the other two held the clothes Grell bought. Grell swung around, the two bags he had in his hands almost hitting pedestrians in the face. Sophie giggled, grabbing his arm. "Don't hurt anyone!"
He smiled mischievously, "Oh sorry~ officer. I didn't know I was causing trouble." The face he made had Sophie giggling again. "Look a café! Come on Sophia, let's get something to eat. I'm starving!" Grell yelled, grabbing Sophie's hand and dragging her over to one of the tables outside of the café.
As Grell ordered, Sophie looked at her watch to check the time. '8:35pm' she thought to herself, 'we only have less than half an hour to sign up for this event. Just where is he?' Sophie frowned to herself.
"Sophie," Grell said, snapping her out of her thoughts, "What do you want?"
"Oh!" she exclaimed. "Do you have any Irish whisky?"
"We do madam," the waitress said.
"Then get me some whisky then," Sophie smiled happily. The waitress nodded, leaving them to get their orders. Grell looked at her suspiciously as he evaluated her. Sophie looked at him with curiosity to his constant staring at her. "What's wrong?"
"I'm just wondering why a young lady like yourself is drinking whisky?" he frowned.
Sophie smiled, "I have a low tolerance of alcohol. Plus I'm used to drinking it other than water. I like having alcohol with my food, especially when it compliments my food. I just thought we were having a chill day," she sighed to herself, making circles on the table with her finger. "I'm just being me right now," she smiled at him.
He nodded, and then chuckled. "I wondered about you. Why don't you wear your glasses all the time, like right now? Aren't you blind?"
"No," she chuckled, "I'm not. That's the point. I can see completely fine without any glasses. I actually do a lot better without glasses on. I don't know if it's genetic or not, but I just don't need them. They're only for show." She frowned, "Can you keep a secret?"
"Cross my heart and hope to die!" Grell giggled, crossing his heart and holding his right hand up.
Sophie giggled back, "Ever since I woke up and became a shinigami I've had to go to the infirmary every day."
"Every day?" Grell gasped, slamming his hands on the table. "Why haven't you told me!"
"Actually I figured you would know by now," Sophie shrugged, "since you're my mentor. I thought you had gotten my medical forms and etcetera when you were assigned to me." Grell looked at her sheepishly, obviously not reading over that material. She smiled, "Either way, I don't go every day anymore, but I have to go because of my heart. Even though I've healed form the injury, they still want to make sure I'm not pushing myself too hard and that I'm doing what I can to keep myself healthy. Also…" she chuckled to herself, "I learned something else from them."
"And what's that?" Grell asked, leaning over to the table to hear her better.
"I'm a half-breed," she said rather quietly. Then she chuckled to herself in embarrassment. "I've only told a small group of people, perhaps only three people, so I don't want word to get out that I'm a half-breed. I'm a mix between a human and a reaper, which is why I technically didn't die. I'm dead, but not. It's a bit weird to explain."
Grell smiled, "You don't have to be nervous when you're talking to me sweetie."
"I know," she sighed, "I just… don't want a lot people to know. Plus I'm still trying to figure out what I really am. How am I able to not go blind, I don't know," she shrugged. "Just something I'm finding out about myself. I know everything that I can possibly know about me can be found in my lost memories, but I just don't know if I want to find it all out."
Grell reached across the table and gripped her hand. Sophie looked up, sincere green eyes looking into her blue/green eyes, "I don't think its right to not want to find your memories. I think, through time, you'll be able to find it. Besides girl," he giggled, leaning back in his seat, "You're a fighter! If you want something then you have to takeit."
Sophie giggled, "Yeah I guess you're right," she smiled. Once their order of pastries and drinks came Sophie looked around the plaza looking for Alex. To her surprise, she noticed that Alex was walking down the street with William. As soon as Alex noticed her, he gave her a wink and walked towards the café. "Hey Grell look," Sophie said, pointing over to William and Alex. "It's Alexander and Mr. Spears. Should we invite them to sit with us?"
"Ohhh!" Grell practically squealed, "Of course. William! DearWill~iam~~ over here!" He waved, about to lunge at them if William tried to run.
William just stared in surprise, staring suspiciously at Alex who gave him a sheepish smile. "Hello Sophia, Mr. Sutcliff," Alex said, grabbing a chair from an empty table and sitting down. "We were just walking around and lollandbehold we stumble onto the two of you! What a small world, huh?"
"Yep," Sophie smiled, "Mr. Spears aren't you going to sit down?"
He let out a sigh, "I suppose," grabbing a seat and being forced to sit next to the overly excited shinigami. "Miss Ioreta, is that whisky I see?"
Sophie smirked, "Yes it is sir. Irish whisky is one of my favorites. Why? Do you want to get some?"
"No," he said gruffly, "but I would like if you put your glasses back on. It's highly undignified if you don't."
"No," she said gruffly back. "It's my time off and I'll do as I please. Right Grell?"
They all looked over at him, as he slightly shrunk in his seat. "Of course dear," he said with a giggle. "Don't be so hard on them Will~. They're only newbies," he smiled sweetly, wrapping his hands around William's arm.
William just glared at Sophie and she glared back. "Besides, aren't you blind right now? I can understand how Mr. Agon doesn't need glasses, since he's a half-breed, but you Miss Ioreta are not."
Sophie smirked, "And how do you know that?" She glared into his eyes, causing him to flinch slightly, "You haven't looked into my files, so you don't know. Besides information like that should only be disclosed between a student and his mentor, right Alex?"
Alex coughed, "Yeah sure…" He shrugged, "I don't particularly care though. Everyone knows I'm a half-breed anyways. Speaking of halves…" Alex said changing the subject, "I saw a beautiful pair of shoes in the window at about half price. I wondered if you wanted to go see them Sophie."
She shrugged, "Sure, if that's okay with Grell. Grell can I?"
"Of course you can dearest!" he giggled, "Just don't get into trouble~~"
"Now wait a second!" William said as he got their attention, "We aren't done with our training Mr. Agon. We still need –"
"I thought this was my time off!" Alex frowned. "Besides, I wanted to hang out with you so I could get to know you, not to train and go over paperwork. Just relax," he smiled. "Now Sophie," he said, turning to her and picking up her bags for her, "are we going?"
"Sure," Sophie shrugged. "Just leave those two bags here. It's Grell's," she winked at him, running off with Alex with one bag slung on her hand. "I can't believe that worked!" Alex laughed happily, grabbing Sophie's shoulder and swinging her around with him as they walked down the streets.
"I can't either," Sophie smirked. "How did you get Mr. Tyrant to come here anyways?"
"Said something about bonding, but all he wanted to do is train me," he grumbled. "That's why I was late… sorry."
"Hey no problem," she chuckled, "we still have time. Let's just sign up so I can put this bag away before the contest starts." He nodded, linking arms with her as they casually walked down the street and towards the dissolute side of town.
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"… Every team will consist of two players. Every player will be holding a colored feather, which your teammate will have its colored pair. You may stay with your teammate or not, but the goal is to collect all the feathers from the other players before time is up. There are seven teams and seven different feathers: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, and violet. The contest will start in two hours, sharp. Every team will be given a place in London in which you will start the contest. Once Big Ben strikes midnight the contest may begin. Now the groups," Albert said, looking over his list. "The Red Team will be Alexander Engjëll and Sophia Ioreta." He waited till the pair walked to the front and gave Sophie their bright red feathers. Then he gave Alex a slip of paper with their location. "Here are your feathers and your coordinates. Wait there till the clock strikes midnight." Then he leaned into their ears so only they can hear, "And good luck."
"Thank you," the both of them said with a bow, quickly walking out of the shabby building and into the empty streets of London. They looked at their coordinates as they walked down the street, "We seem to be on the edge of town, close to the cemetery."
Sophie looked at her watch, noticing the time was 10pm. "We still have two hours. Since we're in the area, do you want to go to the Undertaker's place?"
"Undertaker?" Alex asked, as they walked down the street. "You mean a mortician?... sure I guess," he shrugged. "Why?"
"Well we have two hours to kill," Sophie shrugged, "and we might as well sit and discuss our strategy. And by the way," she said, thinking to herself, "I didn't know your last name was Engjëll."
"Well it is," he chuckled to himself, "I'm using my middle name at the academy, but my true name is Alexander Agon Engjëll."
Sophie nodded in understanding, "That's okay. I know I changed my name so I'm not judged. Even more so, since Serbus seems to be a powerful shinigami predecessor. Well," she sighed, "here we are."
They stood in front of the shop, Alex hesitant in going in. "Are you sure it's safe?"
Sophie giggled, "Probably! I don't know, but the guy who runs the place is nice." She smiled, opening the door and walking in. "Undertaker? Are you awake?" She let out a sigh as she walked into the dusty building, not noticing anything. "If it's a bad time, then we'll just leave –"
Sophie tried to scream as thin-boney hands grabbed around her waist and mouth and pulled her into a coffin. Alex jumped back in shock, before running across the room and leaving the safety of the nearest escape route behind. "Sophie!" he yelled, "Let her go!"
"Back for more?~" he giggled, tickling Sophie's sides. She began kicking at him and tried to get away, unable to say anything.
Alex growled, walking towards them. "I don't know who you are but –"
"Aren't you that half-breed that they let into the academy?" he asked, his grip on Sophie not wavering as he kept poking her sides.
"Why… yes," he said. "I'm Alexander Agon –"
"You mean Alexander Engjëll, right~~" he chuckled into his sleeve.
Alex eyes went wide, "Yes but –"
"How do I know? I just have a knack for knowing information," he giggled, letting go of Sophie's mouth.
"Stop it!" she kept giggling, tears coming down her face. "I'm ticklish!"
"I noticed," he giggled, poking her side yet again.
"Agh!" she giggled, unable to get free.
"Now why are two young shinigamis doing at my shop?" he said, letting Sophie calm down in his grasp.
"I just wanted to pay you a visit," she said, letting in deep breaths as she began. "You said that I'd get some biscuits if I came back," she smiled, "So here I am!"
"Oh I see~~" he chuckled, stepping out of the coffin and letting go of Sophie. She stumbled onto a coffin, quickly sitting down before she fell over. "I didn't think you would come back, seeing as no one comes by just for a chat."
"Well sorry for coming in so late at night," Sophie coughed. "We were just in the area and –"
"Say no more," he said, holding a long black nail to Sophie's mouth, "you can tell me about it in a second. I'll just get some tea for the three of us," he giggled in his sleeve, briskly walking away.
Sophie let out a sigh, ushering Alex over to sit next to her on the coffin. "What a weird guy," Alex commented.
"Yep," Sophie smiled happily, "Isn't it cool? I like him… he's not all depressing and gloomy like all the other shinigami."
"He's a shinigami?" he asked.
"Yeah," she shrugged. "I learned that the other day… perhaps on a Tuesday? I don't remember, but he's apparently retired."
"Oh…" was all he said, sitting back on the coffin. He took out his red feather, twisting it around in his hand and staring at it. "Do you think it was a mistake to join this contest?" He frowned, noticing Sophie looking at him confused, "I mean… I doubt Mr. Shezmu wants me to be his apprentice. He probably just made the contest up for you."
Sophie frowned, "Don't say that." Then she let out a sigh, looking at her own feather, "I don't know… that's probably true, but even if that's true I'm not going to leave you behind," she smiled at him. "Besides, I like the color red. Not love it, but like it," she giggled.
Alex let out a sigh, "If you say so," he said, still twisting the red feather in between his fingers.
"Here you go," the Undertaker said as he popped back into the room with a small tray full of three beakers and an urn of cookies. He giggled, watching as Sophie went directly for a beaker of tea and the urn of cookies. She dipped the bone-shaped cookie into the tea, happily snacking on the sugary goodness. Alex followed nervously, unsure about the beaker, but after taking a bit of the cookie he was hooked and was eating the cookies and drinking his tea happily. The Undertaker set the tray down on a nearby coffin, grabbing the last beaker and drinking out of it happily as he swung his legs to and fro on the coffin he sat on. "So I couldn't help but overhear that you're in a contest?"
"Oh yes," Sophie said, setting the tea down and finishing the cookie she had in her hand. "It's a contest being held by someone we know. Do you know a demon named Mr. Shezmu?"
He looked at them confused, and then nodded, "Yes I know the name. Why?"
"He's holding a contest for anyone who wants to be mentored by him," Alex said excitedly, setting the tea next to him. "I don't know if you know this, but he's a very powerful demon –"
"You could say that," Sophie shrugged, drinking some more of her tea.
"What do you mean?" Alex glanced at her as she wiped crumbs off of her face.
"Well…" she shrugged, "Has he ever come off as a demon character to you? I mean for today's society."
"Why no," Alex said honestly, "I even asked Julia and she doesn't know about it. Why? Did he tell you?"
"Perhaps," she shrugged again, "think of it this way. He has obviously been around for a few thousand years, right? Well the description of demons back then isn't one of an evildoer but as a sort of a 'demi-god'. So if he was a demi-god and a reaper is a god of death, what would that make him?"
"So he could be a death god?" Alex said, understanding her logic, "but how do you know that Sophie? Did he tell you?"
"Yeah," she said simply as she sipped her tea, "I just wanted you to get to your own conclusion on the subject." She looked over at the Undertaker, who seemed to be eying her suspiciously. She couldn't tell if he was eying her because of her knowledge or something else, but she didn't really care. Then she let out a sigh as she drank more tea, "He told me that he got tired of the rules and regulations that were created over the years. I also looked up the name Shezmu in the books he keeps." Sophie smiled, "It says that a Shezmu is an ancient Egyptian god of execution, slaughter, blood, oil, wine, and perfume. He would help Osiris to send souls into the afterlife. If he associated with Osiris… then that must mean, from the sights of a human, that he's a Death God." Then she sighed again, "It's sort of weird though. Finding out that he trained my father."
"He trained your father?" Alex gasped.
"Yes," she said blankly, "and offered me a proposition to be his apprentice, but I told him no because I like Grell already and I'm already overloaded with homework… but I think this is just a way to train me," she grumbled under her breath.
"How so?" Alex asked, drinking the rest of his tea.
"You haven't been reading his journals like I have. Mr. Shezmu has… unusual methods to train his students. He has you overexert yourself to the point of collapsing, then go beyond that point to unleash your true powers. If I train under him, sure I'll be able to fight like my father, but do I want to? I want to learn my powers on my own, but I already read them out of a book. He probably expects me to be just like my father, but that's unlikely. I don't have the willpower as he did," she sighed. "I don't know Alex… sometimes I wonder what my purpose is. If I don't have one, then why am I still alive? If I do, then what is it? That's what gets me."
"Hey," Alex said, rubbing the back of Sophie's back, "Don't say things like that. Everyone has a purpose and you just have to find yours." He chuckled to himself, "I have anything to be living for. I'm just a hybrid out of a love that shouldn't have been. A love that cannot exist in our world…" he sighed.
"Now who's being negative," Sophie grumbled. "There are probably half-breeds out there like you! If not that, then they were here. That's just something you need to look up. Don't say you have no purpose. Everyone has a reason of being there… or at least that's what I have believed," she shrugged. Then she looked over at the Undertaker, "Well it seems we're getting a little mushy over here. Sorry about that."
"No problem," he said, grabbing a cookie and munching on it. "Carry on. It's not a bother to me," he said as he smiled his famous Cheshire cat smile.
"Yeah well…" Sophie thought to herself, "We better devise a strategy for this thing…"
He nodded, thinking for a while. "Well from the looks of the competition most of them are demons. I saw Chaz in there though… and Julia!"
"I'm guessing the first day won't be so hard," she shrugged, "so I'm guessing they will strike at night. We'll have a few hours before the sun comes up, then we better take shifts on who sleeps and who stays awake. We don't want anyone sneaking up on us. We'll let them come after us, but let's keep an eye on things so we know how strong they are. That's probably what other teams will be planning, so we'll just see what happens."
"I can use my demon powers to constantly be on the lookout for any teams. If we need to, I can use my reaper powers to speed up and slow down time," he shrugged.
She looked at him confused, "I didn't know you could do that."
Alex smiled triumphantly, "There's a lot of things you don't know about me Sophie."
She smiled, thinking about it, "Even if you can do that, don't use those powers until they start attacking us. It'll be two long days of constantly being on our guard and I don't want you to pass out on me," she smirked. "From my own training, when I close my eyes I can see a few miles away. My eyes turn from blue to green constantly and my irises will shrink to one and double to two. I can be fast when I need to be… but that's about it. I haven't learned anything that I read about from my father, and I haven't bothered to tell Grell that I could do other things," she sighed. "I'll figure it out along the way, but isn't there a rule that we can't use our scythes?"
"Yep," Alex shrugged, "Only our physical strengths. If you can wield your own weapons, then those can be used also."
"Okay…" she thought, "because it may be difficult to not use our powers then… hopefully I can summon a scythe then. What about you?"
"Claws," he smirked, wiggling his hands, "but I don't use them often. I've tried summoning my own scythe, but it usually doesn't happen. So I'm not going to count on it," he sighed.
Sophie nodded, "Okay. So I think we have everything planned out. What time is it?"
"About 10:45," Alex said.
"What!" Sophie groaned, "We still have another hour… hey Undertaker, do you need help with anything?"
"Nope. Finished sewing up three bodies and cleaning two for their big days," he giggled to himself, "but if you need something to do, there's a coffin I need to bury. I was going to do it tomorrow, but I guess I can do it today."
Sophie smiled, "Great! Where is it?"
"You're sitting on it~," he giggled hysterically, causing Alex to jump up in fright.
Sophie laughed at him while the Undertaker continued to giggle. "Cool. Shovels are in the back?"
"Yes. I'll bring them out for you," he said, skipping towards the back and singing a happy tune.
Sophie shrugged at Alex as she grabbed one side of the coffin. "Go ahead and pick up the other side," she insisted, as he meekly grabbed the other side and picked it up.
"Why is it so heavy!" Alex cursed himself.
"Heavy?" Sophie said as they carried it, "It's not heavy."
"I thought you said you're not using your powers till absolutely necessary," he smirked.
"I'm not using my powers," she giggled. He looked at her wide eyed as she continued to giggle. "Don't give me that look! Now let's do this before midnight," she smiled, walking out of the building and towards the cemetery, where the Undertaker was waiting for them with a shovel in each hand.
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Grell giggled, clinging to William's hand. William groaned in pain, annoyed that their students left them alone. For hours they waited, but it began to get dark so they had to leave. Grell on the other hand couldn't be more ecstatic. It had been too long since they were left alone, especially on a quaint night like tonight. The moon was high in the sky, illuminating their path. They came upon the local graveyard, where Grell tried to move William away from the gate. "What is it William~?" Grell frowned, groaning as he was pulling him towards the gate.
"There's just something I want to see," he said simply, opening the gate.
It gave a 'creak' as it was opened, causing Grell to squirm away. "Let's not go in."
"Why Mr. Sutcliff. Are you afraid?" William smirked, before he went back to his monotone face.
"No!" Grell squealed.
"Then come on," he shrugged, walking into the graveyard. Grell paused, before running in after him and clinging to his arm. "Now Mr. Sutcliff, don't tell me that a Death God is afraid of a graveyard."
Grell growled at him, "No," he said with a huff, "it's just very eerie at night. And the name is Grell! I told you to call me Grell, Mr. Spears. Besides why do we have to here?"
"Shush," he said, putting a finger on Grell's mouth. "Be quiet. You're too loud," he finished, setting his hand back to his side. Grell touched his burning face in shock before following quietly behind William. William stopped, causing Grell to stop behind him and almost run into his back. He looked over William's shoulder and looked at the tombstone:
Ellen Ioreta
February 14, 1826 – December 6, 1861
Loving mother and daughter
"Today you will be with me in paradise." Luke 23: 33 – 43
"Is that your girlfriend?" Grell huffed in anger.
"No," he glared at him. "If you haven't noticed, this is your student's ancestor. See the last name?" Grell's eyes went wide, noticing the Ioreta at the end of her name. His eyes wandered, noticing another grave.
Sophia Serbus
November 25, 1852 – April 23, 1870
Daughter to the Undertaker and Beloved by all
"I won't ever forget you, little maiden." Anonymous
"Serbus?" Grell asked.
"That's Sophia's grave," William simply said, causing Grell to jump back.
"What! How do you know that!" he shrieked, quickly stopping when William sent death glares at him.
"She told me," William sighed. "Her name in our records is Sophia Maurus Ioreta Serbus, but she changed the name when she woke up. Don't you know that?" he glanced at Grell. He mumbled to himself, looking meekly away from William. "Of course you don't," William grumbled, "such incompetence."
"So this is where her body was buried?" Grell asked.
"Maybe," he shrugged, "but I've been investigating and Ellen is her mother… but her father… I can't find any records on. If there are records then I am unable to access them."
"Undertaker?" Grell said quietly.
"Excuse me?" William glared at him.
"Just reading," he giggled, "just noticing the inscription on her tombstone. See…" he pointed.
William leaned in, noticing the writing. "Oh…" he frowned. "So she must be the Undertaker's daughter."
"Should we tell them?" Grell asked.
"No," he shook his head. "She has only been dead for a few months. Even if the Undertaker is retired he's a powerful shinigami and would probably kill us, and Sophia would not believe us… it's better to wait before they are told." He concluded. "Now let's get going. I want to sleep before my shift tomorrow," William grumbled, leaving Grell alone at the graves.
Grell was still in thought, putting his fingers on her name. Then he noticing fresh flowers laid on her grave. "Forget-me-nots?" he thought to himself, soon noticing that William ran off. "William wait for me!" he yelled, running down the dirt road and running to William as he walked out of the gate.
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Sophie let out a sigh, poking Alex in the cheek to wake him up, "It's your turn," she said as he stretched.
"It's 7pm already?" he groaned, sitting up.
"Yes it is," she grumbled. "Almost a full day down, but now the sun is going down. Do you see anyone yet?"
"Nope," Alex shrugged, "I didn't pick up anyone… We have only four feathers… right?"
"Six if we count our own," she grumbled. "The contest is almost semi-completed and we still haven't really defeated anyone."
"What about Julia?" Alex asked.
"Well she said that she was tired of this and decided to go home. That's the only reason why we have another one. And Chaz…" Sophie thought to herself, "he was just a weakling. So was his partner; couldn't even stand up to us without their precious scythes. At least Julia and her teammate put up a fight," she smirked. "It'll be about the time everyone will start to bring out their A game. We've been going easy, but so have the other groups."
"That's true…" Alex sighed. "3/7 completed… go nap Sophie. I'll keep guard." She nodded, closing her eyes and lying down in the bushes, where they were currently hiding out. Alex jumped into a tree, where Sophie had been earlier, and sat there, keeping watch from the outskirts of London. He stared off, his eyes turning from green to red. He stood perfectly still for a few hours, watching as the sun set beyond the horizon. He looked over at Sophie, who wasn't really sleeping but had her eyes closed. She was on her guard too, in between being asleep and being perfectly awake.
Then Alex heard rustling coming towards them and he jumped down to shake Sophie awake. "They're coming." She nodded, opening her eyes to show her double-iris blue/green eyes. Then out from the trees appeared a pair of demons with sharpened claws. Alex and Sophie evaded the attack, the pair separating them so they were attacking them one on one. One of them attacked Alex, who put his own claws up in a counter attack. "You're going to have to do better than that!" he laughed, throwing knifes at the other demon.
Sophie jumped back, evading the attacks. "You're going to have to do better than that to defeat me!" the demon hissed, scratching her arm.
She yelped in pain, feeling the blood drip from her arm. It was a deep wound and she cringed in pain, gripping her arm as blood came down. "Sophie!" Alex yelled, almost getting struck himself.
Sophie glared at the demon, her eyes staring angrily at the demon. "You'll pay for that," she snarled, quickly standing back up and evading the next attack. She stood tall, closing her eyes and beckoning her energy. The demon lunged at Sophie again, aiming for her chest; and then lightening struck the place, the other two in the background hitting the ground in panic. The lightning struck Sophie's hand, a scythe appearing in her hand.
Sophie held the long scythe in front of her face, stopping the demon's attack just in time. The scythe was a third taller than Sophie was, and the handle a small wooden handle like their miniature death scythes are. It was simple death scythe, but held a great aura. She pushed the demon away, holding the scythe high above her head. Her eyes glared into the demon's frightened red eyes, the color yellow swirling intensely in her blue/green eyes. The demon backed away in fright, "Okay we give up!" he grumbled, throwing his green feathers at her. "J-just don't kill me…" he whimpered.
She giggled, gladly taking the feathers, "Thank you," she smirked, the feathers disappearing in a black haze that came from her fingertips. The demon ran off with the other one, disappearing into the night.
Alex walked over to her, his eyes widened in bewilderment. "W-wha –"
"Well I guess it did work," she giggled to herself, "but I think that gave away our hiding spot… come on," she said sighed. "It's not over yet."
As soon as she said that she sensed two more groups coming in from behind, causing her to grab Alex's hand and head towards the town. "Awe shit," he grumbled, feeling the groups as he sensed them closing in from a few feet away.
Sophie let go of his hand, jumping onto the top of the buildings. A black haze followed her, disappearing as she stopped. She looked at her clothing and noticed that a black robe was now around her body, tied around her by a black ribbon around her neck. "Wow…" she thought to herself, examining the robe, the scythe, and the black haze that was coming from her hands. "Wasn't expecting this…"
"Sophie come on," Alex grumbled next to her.
"Sorry," she chuckled sheepishly, before the smile on her face disappeared and she looked stern and serious. Jumping over to him, she looked at the wound on her arm. "It's going to take a while to heal," she grumbled to herself.
"That's pretty deep," Alex frowned. Then he looked over, "Come on, I sense that a few of them turned into wolves." Sophie nodded, grabbing a piece of cloth and tying it around her arm. Then they jumped away, blending in with the inhabitants in London.
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Sophie let out a groan, gripping her arm tightly. The blood hadn't stopped flowing and the sun had begun to come up. "Well I think they're done chasing us," Alex sighed and walked over to Sophie, who was sitting against one of the buildings in an alley way. "How's the arm?"
"Still bleeding," she sighed, causing him to frown. "I guess my reaper powers in healing haven't fully developed yet," she frowned.
"Or perhaps that's as good as it'll get," Alex shrugged, "seeing as you're half human."
Sophie nodded, opening the bloody cloth to look at her wound. "I'm going to have to sew it up then."
"You can do that?" he asked, walking over to her and investigating her wound.
"Yes," she sighed, "but it won't be easy. It's on the arm that I write with, so I won't be able to sew it myself."
"Could I?" he asked, looking at her wound. The gash was deeper then it was originally, due the constant running from the other teams. There was only three teams still out there, the Red, Blue, and Violet teams. Alex grumbled to himself, "I shouldn't have asked you to do this. Now you're bleeding to death and we have four demons after us."
Sophie smiled, "It's not your fault Alex. I wouldn't blame you for this… besides I agreed to this anyways," she shrugged, "I could have said no."
He sighed, helping her off of the ground. "So what do you want me to do?"
"Go and get some alcohol. Pure alcohol is best, but vodka will do," she smiled. "I'll stay here, but do hurry back. I don't know how sneaky our competition is." Alex gave her a nod and ran off with lightening fast speed. Sophie let out a sigh, tiredly leaning against the wall. She looked through her messenger bag, seeing a needle and thread kit at the bottom her of bag.
She had made it as soon as she came into the academy, to sew up pieces of clothing that were falling apart. She didn't know why she felt the need to have that particular kit, but something in her told her that this is the best situation to use it. Sophie closed her eyes, wondering where Alex was. She felt something unnerving, leaving the safety of the alley and walking into the street. After wandering through the streets for a few minutes she saw Alex being cornered by three demons. Why they banded together to defeat them made Sophie frown, but it was probably because they held the other competition's feathers. She ran at them, standing in front of them as they came towards Alex. "We're in a crowded place in broad daylight," Sophie said with a smirk, "Shouldn't we fight where it's less crowded?"
They looked at each other with nods, "Fine reaper. We'll settle this on the rooftops, but if you don't show up in two minutes we'll come after you, with or without a crowd," the demon bared his canine teeth, jumping onto the roof.
Sophie turned around, "Are you okay?"
Alex nodded, handing her the vodka bottle. "They cornered me as I walked out of the tavern. I can't sense the last demon, so we should be on the lookout. These demons are pretty powerful… are you sure you're up for this?"
Sophie took another piece of cloth from her bag, tying the cloth tightly on her arm. "Yeah I'm sure. We can't let them overpower us while we're so close. Come on! We'll finish this thing together, alright?" she smiled.
He let out a sigh, her smile overpowering him, "Alright," he smiled, "but if you pass out on me, then it's over."
"Okay," she said with a smile, jumping onto the roof. Alex followed in pursuit, standing next to Sophie with his arms crossed. "So why are you teamed up against us? Isn't this supposed to be teams of two?" she smirked.
"We thought about that," one of them said, standing foreword, "and the rules don't say we can't team up. Besides," he smirked, as quick as lightening grabbing hold of her hurt arm, "we all can smell you from miles away," he drooled, sniffing her arm.
She kicked him a few feet away as the other two laughed. "In the first place," said the only woman demon there, "we didn't understand why reapers would be in this contest. The man is a legendary demon, not reaper."
Sophie smirked, "Then you obviously don't know the man behind the legend." Then she let out a giggle, "How primitive. If the four of you plan on being his apprentices then you'll have to get past us," she smiled slyly, summoning a scythe in her hand.
"You can't do that!" a young demon boy said from behind the woman. "The rules say you can't have scythes –"
"But I wielded it. There's nothing in the rules against that," she smirked, holding it high above her head. "Let's dance~~" she laughed, throwing the scythe down and slashing the air. A whirlwind picked up and threw the demons away from the roof, flying in different directions. Then they heard a bird above them, the raven flying down and attacking Sophie. "The missing demon…" she said to herself, dodging its attacks. The other demons had transformed into their animal forms. There was two wolves and one raven, all of their eyes beaming red with anger.
Alex grumbled under his breath, "Sophie watch out!" The wolves ran at her, teeth bearing in anger.
Sophie quickly dodged, the ravens going after Alex. He turned into a dark brown fox, breathing black fire at the ravens. They avoided the attack as he jumped into the air, almost biting one of the raven's feet off. Then they came down on him in anger, trying to peck out his eyes. Sophie slashed at the wolves, causing them to back off. She had to come up with a plan and fast, or else they will both have to forfeit or end up dying. She took out her bleeding arm, cutting the wound deeper. "You smell that demons," she smirked, licking some of the blood up into her mouth, "that's the smell of a human." The wolves immediately licked their lips, running after Sophie. Then the ravens followed in pursuit, leaving the fox with a battered up nose.
Sophie took off, the pain in her arm going numb. She was running as fast as she could, the demons gaining on her. She closed her eyes, her feet feeling the pain of her running. Then she opened her eyes in shock, hearing a neigh coming from the streets. It was a black horse, holding the same eerie aura as she did. Then she jumped down from the roof, landing on the back of the horse. They took off as fast as they could, avoiding the pedestrians along the way. "Come on…" she frowned, noticing that the ravens were gaining on them. She closed her eyes, trying to come up with a plan. "…ut est!" she realized. "You keep running and I'll take them down," she said into the horse's ear, getting a neigh in response. As her scythe disappeared a bow appeared in her hand. A container of arrows was summoned on her back, being secured by a black leather strap. She grabbed two of the arrows and aimed at the ravens. She shot at them, both of them falling from the sky. Then she looked over at the wolves, shooting two at them. She got one, but the other one was on their tail. The wolf jumped and bit down on the horse's ass, causing it to jump up in panic. The arrows and bow disappeared, replaced with a sickle. She stabbed into the wolf's back, causing it to cry out in panic and let go of the horse. Then she pulled on the reins, trotting back to the fallen wolf. She jumped off of the horse, watching as the wolf turned back into its human form. "Now," she said, her foot stepping down on the demon boy's stomach, "the feather?"
He whimpered in defeat, dropping his violet feather for Sophie to take. She grabbed it, the feather disappearing in the black haze. "I-it's been great competing with you," he sighed, coughing up blood, "but I don't think I'll be seeing you anytime soon…" he frowned, closing his eyes.
Sophie took out the sickle from his back, the sickle disappearing in the black haze. "I'm not so sure about that," she smiled sweetly, closing her eyes and concentrating.
Black haze grew in her hand, turning gray to white in a blink of an eye. The demon didn't even notice, already accepting that he was going to die. She pressed the white glow on the demon's back, causing it to cringe slightly. The wound on its back quickly healed and disappeared, leaving the demon in a pool of its own blood and a large cut on its clothing. Sophie opened her eyes and looked at where the horse was, seeing that it had vanished. Then Alex jumped down from the roof, a scratch from a bird's claw being visible on the bridge of his nose. "I got a blue feather," he sighed as he tucked the feather away in his pocket, "but the other raven escaped. Same thing with that wolf… are you okay?"
Sophie nodded weakly, "Just tired… come on. I need to sew this up before they come back with a vengeance, she said, standing up from beside the wolf.
They both looked down on it, "Will he live?" Alex asked her.
"Yeah, "she nodded, "I don't see why not," she shrugged.
"I saw you striked him with a sickle," he frowned, "and those arrows were made out of the same material as a death scythe is. The raven I took the feather from wasn't dying, but this demon looks to have bled to death."
"Don't worry about it," she said simply, "He'll be fine… just…" she closed her eyes, her body going limp.
"Sophie!" he yelled, grabbing her body. He stared at her in worry, seeing her eyes flicker open again. They were blue/green, the yellow disappearing in her eyes. They were beginning to gloss over, her body growing weak. "It must be the blood loss," he frowned, picking her body up bridle style and disappearing farther into the alley.
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Sophie bit down on the cloth in her mouth in anguish as Alex poured the vodka on her wound and cleaned it up with a rag. "I'm almost done," he said, brushing her hair and trying to calm her down. She nodded as the pain from the alcohol stung in her arm. "Now to sew you up…" Alex frowned, grabbing the needle and thread and looping the thread in the needle. He poked the needle into her arm, causing her to yell out in pain. "Sorry," he said meekly, trying again. He poked into her skin again, causing her to growl at him, anger in her eyes, "Sorry," he said again, attempting to try again.
"Just give it to me!" she growled at him as she spat out the rag, grabbing the needle from Alex's hand with her right hand and began to sew into her left shoulder. She cringed slightly, feeling the needle go into her skin, but she slowly stopped cringing, quickly sewing up the massive cut in her arm in nice, clean weaves. Alex stared at her in fascination, watching as she skillfully sewed up her arm. "You don't stab through all the skin, just the top layers. That's just dead skin tissue," Sophie said as she finished sewing up her arm. "Now tie it off for me," she sighed, handing the needle and thread back to Alex. He knotted the thread and cut it off with his teeth, putting her kit away in her bag. Then she stuffed the piece of cloth back in her mouth as Alex dumped some more alcohol on her arm. She flinched, biting down on the cloth in pain. Once he was done he cleaned all the blood from the wound, helping Sophie's arm back into her shirt. "Thank you," she said simply, buttoning up her white shirt, "I don't think I'll be able to wear this suit again," she frowned, putting her suit coat back on.
"Probably not," he laughed, drinking down some of the vodka. He handed the bottle over to Sophie, who drank down the rest of it and threw the bottle against the wall. He looked at his watch, "10pm… two more hours. You think they'll strike?"
"I don't know," she sighed, slinging her messenger bag over her shoulder, "but let's head for the academy so I can sew up that cut on your nose. I don't know if they'll follow, but we should be getting back around now."
He nodded, helping her up off of the ground as she stumbled back. "Here I'll carry you," he said, waiting for her to jump onto his back. She frowned, jumping onto his back as he carried her piggyback style. Sophie closed her eyes, sleepiness and constant blood loss taking over her body. "Just go to sleep and I'll get us there," he said over his shoulder, letting Sophie fall asleep on his back.
He walked a few miles nonstop, not coming into contact with any of the demons. Alex let out a sigh, his deprivation of sleep starting to come over him. "Sophie?" he said quietly, moving her body slightly. She didn't stir and he smiled. "Don't worry, we're almost there." Then his eyes went wide, quickly noticing a presence behind him.
Sophie jumped off of his back, pushing him to the ground. She summoned her scythe in her hand, blocking the wolf from ripping at her back. "Alex run!" she yelled, pushing the demon away.
Alex gasped in fear, quickly taking off towards the safety of the shinigami realm. As he ran he turned into a fox, gaining speed as he took off towards the white buildings. Sophie turned back, scythe at the ready. The wolf growled at her, his claws digging into the dirt, "You killed little Fillin, you bitch!" Then he jumped at her and tired to claw out her eyes.
Sophie jumped back, slashing her scythe at him. He ran around her, trying to find an opening. She closed her eyes and could feel his aura running around her. The demon jumped at her, eyes glowing red in anger. Sophie dodged just in time, grabbing his foot; she threw him down at the ground, the scythe aimed at his head. He whimpered in fright, then glaring back up at her. She glared back at him, her blue/green eyes fiercely looking back at him with a yellow haze behind it. "I did not kill him," she said simply, his eyes going wide, "you should probably check back on where you found him. He's probably sleeping, but if you don't give me your feather you're going to be seeing him in the next life."
He narrowed his eyes, "Only if you let me go."
"Why should I trust you?" she asked, keeping the scythe close to his neck.
"Because I have my word as a wolf," he said simply, "or is it that you reapers don't believe demons can be trustworthy?" After a few seconds, the scythe disappeared and Sophie stood up, still fixing her eyes at him and making sure he doesn't make any sudden moves. The wolf changed back into his demon form, letting out a sigh. "Here," he said, holding the feather out to her.
She glared, before taking the violet feather from him. "Thank you," was all she said.
Then he chuckled, scratching the back of his head, "I didn't think you would believe me. Usually your kind would kill only us, especially young and weak wolves like me."
"I don't believe in judging a book by its cover until I read the contents of its pages," she simply said, the feather disappearing in a black haze. "I can see your soul is noble, not pure but virtuous enough," she smiled. Then she felt something unnerving coming from Alex. "I have to go," she said simply, summoning the black horse.
He chuckled, "Wait!" he said, his arms crossed. She turned around, grabbing the reins of the horse. "My name is Adalwolf, but I go by Adolf now," he smiled, showing off his sharp-canine teeth.
"Nice to meet you Adolf," she nodded to him, jumping on the horse. "My name's Sophia, but I like to go by Sophie," she smiled, before cracking the reins and taking off towards Alex. The horse ran towards one of the buildings, finding Alex trying to fend off the raven.
The raven noticed Sophie and it flew towards her. "You almost killed Byrne!" said the raven, striking at Sophie's head. She took out her scythe, swatting at bird to fly away. Then it flew up towards the sky, about the dive down on her. Sophie took out her bow and arrows, aiming at the raven. It evaded her attacks, a young woman's laughter coming from its beak. "Is that the best you can do?" it laughed, diving down. As she did a pilum appeared in Sophie's hand. She gripped the handle tightly and threw it at the bird. It struck her, the demon falling from the sky and hitting the ground. Sophie jumped off of her horse and walked towards her, pushing her demon body down with her foot. "You wench!" she squawked at her, gripping her chest in pain.
Sophie knelt over her, grabbing the pilum by the handle, "Give me your feather," she said roughly, moving the pilum back and forth in the demon's chest.
She cried out in pain. "Okay!" she squawked, her hand revealing the blue feather. Sophie took it, the feather disappearing in a black haze. "You… you reaper," she glared at her, falling into a deep sleep.
Then Sophie pulled out the pilum, the weapon falling next to her and disappearing in a black haze. "Merle!" Sophie turned quickly, seeing a tall man gripping his hands in anger. "I'll kill you," he growled, "I'll kill you, you revolting shinigami!"
The demon started turning into a raven, until a young boy ran up behind him and grabbed his waist. "Don't do it!" the boy cried out, burying his face into the older demon's back.
"Fillian… h-how can you be alive?..." the demon frowned, noticing another demon showing up behind him. "Adolf…" he frowned, turning his attention back to Sophie, "Let me go Fillian. I need to kill her," he hissed under his breath, his knuckles turning white from his grip.
"J-just watch," Fillian said, "P-please…" he began to cry, Adolf coming up from behind him and rubbing the back of the younger boy's back in comfort. They suddenly heard Big Ben ring, midnight finally coming. The four demons, including Alex, turned their attention to Sophie, who was still leaning over the dead demon's body.
Sophie let out a sigh, closing her eyes. A black haze was created in her left hand, slowly turning to gray and lastly to white. Then she pressed the glow into the raven's chest, the wound on her body slowly healing. Sophie opened her eyes, her one-iris eyes showing a crystal blue with a yellow haze swirling in her soft eyes. Then the glow stopped in her hands, with Sophie still looming over the demon. Gradually the demon opened her eyes, her tired red eyes coming into contact with Sophie's bewildering crystal eyes. "Y-you…" the raven said quietly, being helped up by Sophie.
Sophie smiled at her, as she nervously smiled back. "Merletta," they heard, Byrne grabbing her in a hug.
"Byrne," she cried, burying her face into his chest. "I-I thought I was done for," she sobbed as he brushed her hair through his fingers.
"Hush it's okay," he said softly, "It's over…" Then he looked at Sophie, who had a weary look on her face. "Thank you," he said, brushing Merletta's hair to sooth her soft cries, "I didn't think you would revive her…"
"I don't judge a book by its cover, but by the contents of its pages," she smiled. "I don't know, but I could tell that her soul was a lovely soul and I couldn't let a good soul die an unnecessary death."
He nodded, "Well," he sighed, "you truly are a great being to not kill us, and I hope the best with your training with Shezmu. You deserve it."
He held out his hand and Sophie gladly shook it, "Thank you," she smiled, looking over to see Alex walking over to her and wrapping his arms around her tired body.
The other two demons waved over to them, "Well let's go home, Fillian," Adolf smirked.
"Alright," he giggled, following him back towards the human realm. "See you later, you swankers," Adolf laughed.
"Oh I wouldn't be one to talk, ass licker." Byrne smirked back. Adolf growled at him, before a laugh came from his lips and they disappeared. "Well let's go," Byrne said, picking up the passed out Merletta. "We'll see you around?"
"Sure," Alex smirked, "We'll go out for a murder sometime," he smirked, causing Byrne to laugh as they disappeared into the human realm.
Then Alex and Sophie looked over, noticing an ominous figure walking out from the shadows. "Great performance," Shezmu said, gradually walking over to them. "A shinigami helping demons, just a soul I want to train," he smiled.
"Thank you sir," Sophie bowed, reassuring Alex that she could stand up on her own.
"I want you to show up tomorrow after your training with your mentor, Sophie," he said, about to walk away.
"Wait," she said, causing him to turn around, "what about Alex?"
"You showed the most growth Sophia –"
"But he is my teammate," she frowned, "and this was his idea to sign up in the first place. If I'm going to be trained, then Alex will be trained with me," she crossed her arms, glaring at him.
Shezmu looked at Alex, who was astonished by her response, and back at Sophie, whose blue eyes were glaring intensely at him. "Fine," he said simply, turning back around. "Don't be late," he finished, disappearing into the shadows.
"W-why did you do that?" Alex asked, looking at her insecurely.
Sophie smiled at him, grabbing his hand, "Why wouldn't I?" She looked at him, leaving her red feather in his hand, "You're the reason I did any of this, and I actually grew from the experience. How can I thank you for that?"
He smiled, handing her his red feather. She giggled, holding it happily in her head. Then he pulled her in a quick kiss, her face turning as red as the feather she was holding. He chuckled, "How about you promise that we'll have each other's backs?" Sophie smirked, taking out her death scythe and slightly cutting into her arm. "W-what are you doing?" he asked her with a worried tone in his voice.
"Isn't this how you demons make a pledge?" Sophie smiled at him sweetly. "Ego pignus habere dorsum lenta sub condicionibus et latere tuo bonis malisque temporibus iuxta valent," she said, dripping her blood on the feather.
He smiled, taking out his death scythe and doing the same to her feather. "Et ego pignus habere dorsum lenta sub condicionibus et latere tuo bonis malisque temporibus iuxta valent," he smiled, letting the blood drip down onto the red feather in his hand. Then they gave their feathers back, doing the same thing to their own feather. The red feathers had turned darker color, turning red/brown from Sophie's blood and a dark red from Alex's, which turned the feathers from bright red to a dark crimson-violet color. Alex kissed her cheek, the feathers disappearing in their hands. "Come on then," he smiled, "we better get to sleep for tomorrow's classes."
"Not unless you let me sew up that cut on your nose first," she smirked, giving a quick peck on his nose before she took off, running towards the building. Alex laughed with her, running after her and grabbing her in a hug. Then they slowed down and skipped into the white building, walking to their dorm rooms for the night.
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A/N: So what do you think of Alex and Sophie? Relationship wise. I just want you, the reader's, standpoint on the subject because I'm just writing the material and I don't know what you guys are thinking… yeah. Just wondering X3 Should they become more then friends or just say friends? That's my real question =3
I know Grell and William don't know about the Undertaker till later in Kuroshitsuji, but I need them to be involved somewhat so Sophie can regain her memories. Still unsure how she'll do that, but she will! As always, I hope you love this chapter. I think it's the longest chapter yet! Sorry about that, but the battling and stuff took longer than expected ^^; Aren't you happy for Grell and William? They actually got to be alone! Hazzah! Not good for William, but Grell was definitely ecstatic =D
Engjëll – Albanian – angel
ut est – Latin – that (is) it
Fillin – English – little wolf
Adalwolf – Old German – noble wolf
Adolf – German – noble wolf
Byrne – Welsh – raven, descendent of Bran
Pilum – ancient Rome – javelin used in the Roman army
Merletta – English – blackbird, feminine pet form of Merle
Ego pignus habere dorsum lenta sub condicionibus et latere tuo bonis malisque temporibus iuxta valent– Latin – I pledge to have your back during the tough situations and be by your side during the good and bad times