Kuroshitsuji © Yana Toboso
OCs © reaper-of-lost-souls
A/N: First off, let me put this down for you guys to know. If there's a group of words underlined, then that means they're speaking a different language other than English. Since it's hard to translate some languages and have then appear correctly on here, let's just make it easy and I'll have it in English. So if there's a sentence or a conversation that's underlined, then they're speaking a different language. While you're reading the story, I think you'll understand what I mean. If you don't know what the language is, it'll probably be talked about before they start talking, like, "This person is from Russia," or something like that.
Sorry that this is a long chapter and wasn't published till today. I'm so ashamed! I just started writing, and before I knew it I had written a LOT of words… so sorry for all the reading. Well here's my Halloween special. The first part is just a summary of what had happened. Some stuff is really graphic, if you think in a graphic mindset, but other than that I think it did its justice in telling you guys what happened. I may go into it deeper next chapter, but we'll just see. I hope you enjoy it just as much as I loved writing it! X3
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Sophie groaned, looking at the time on her watch. She was getting a massive headache from the months pervious, having to talk to the council over and over again about what happened with the demon wolf pack. The council took forever, actually locking her up like an animal in a cell and thinking she was a traitor to her own race. That is, until they saw her medical records and found out that she was a half-breed. Even so, being branded a half-breed annoyed Sophie as she got more stares then she had to when she first walked into the academy. She did have to admit, having her locked up in a jail cell was the worst experience she had so far. It brought back ghastly memories, which Sophie didn't vaguely understand. Only thing she kept thinking about as she sat alone in a damp room was how small and confined it made her feel, so much that she would start screaming in the middle of the night and try to escape like a murderous animal. It wasn't her fault; she was purely working on instinct. They even moved her into a white cell, hoping the screaming would stop. It didn't, at first, until she started to calm down. Sophie eventually would push herself into the corner, her knees against her chest as she silently sobbed to herself. After a while they thought everything was alright, until one night. They found her the next morning bleeding on the floor, sending her right to the infirmary. In her sleep, Sophie had cut herself up with her green ring and cut along old wounds, or that's what they had come to assume. The thing that almost killed her was a cut she made into her chest, causing her to faint as she made it deeper. After that she was put into the custody of Grell Sutcliff, not allowed to leave his house but assumed she would calm down if she was in a familiar place.
After a few more weeks and after meeting with the council enough times, they released her, though she was still under constant watch by an elder shinigami. Wherever she went she was followed, annoying her to no end. She had to stay at Grell's place, which didn't bother her at all. Even so, she was too distracted by the overtime they had been giving her to get frustrated about the arrangements. They were giving her so much work that she was unable to meet with Alex and Julia most nights, falling right to sleep when she was done at about midnight. Her day consisted of waking up, going to classes, doing homework, doing overtime, going to the infirmary, and then perhaps meeting with Grell to train if she had the time. Yes, what she had done took the rest of the summer away from her, but she would never say that she regretted it. Sophie just wished she could meet with Julia and Fillin and see how they were doing. As to her training with Mr. Shezmu, he would come at odd hours of the night to train her. Sometimes it was a few minutes and other times it was hours. She didn't know how he was able to go to the shinigami realm without being seen as a demon, but at least she was still getting trained by him. Sometimes it was technique and surprise attacks, but other times it was just to talk so she could talk to someone privately without being followed. What annoyed her was even though Grell was her mentor he still had to report back to the council on everything they discussed, but with Mr. Shezmu it was different. He let her be herself and discuss the memories she was regaining, the pain she was beginning to feel, and even why she had cut herself and almost bleed out on the floor. Even though all of that, she wondered how the Undertaker was doing because she hadn't been able to visit him since the incident.
Now the leaves have begun to turn colors and fall to the ground, and by then the problems she had have gone away. The shinigamis stopped following her because they had work to do and they had almost ceased in giving her overtime, seeing that she had learned from her punishment. Grell told her she wasn't being monitored by him, but they wanted to make her stay at his place until they believed she wouldn't hurt herself in the middle of the night. It was back to the same routine from before, though she had to be cautious when she went into the human realm. Sophie wasn't sure if someone was still following her, but she wasn't going to take chances on her being called a traitor. Even if they have been mean to her, she still owed them for saving her in the first place. If they hadn't brought her in to be a shinigami she would have probably died completely and her soul would have left the world.
Then the bell rang, Sophie jumping out of her seat and dashing out of the room. As if on instinct she weaved through the crowd of shinigamis leaving, just avoiding Alex as he jumped out of nowhere to pounce her. "Darn it!" he laughed, getting off of the ground and brushing himself off. "You're getting quicker."
"And you're getting slower," she smirked, still walking at a fast pace so she could get to Grell's office in time. "So what is this surprise attack for?"
"Oh!" Alex laughed to himself, "I almost forgot!" Then he grabbed Sophie's hand, slowing her down as they walked up the stairs. "Okay, so Mr. Shezmu knows that we have been working hard, especially you. You know about Halloween, right?"
"Of course I do," Sophie shrugged, "Old All-Hallows-Even. So what about it?"
"Well, if you haven't heard yet, we can dress up during the day! Not only that, but Mr. Shezmu is also hosting a Halloween party, which we are obviously invited to. Though… there is one requirement if we're going to go," Alex said timidly, a smirk on his face.
"Okay what is it?" Sophie grumbled under her breath.
"Well… oh never mind!" he chuckled to himself. "Just go to Mr. Shezmu's house tonight and he'll probably go over the details with you, but he told me to give you this letter to read." Then Alex ran off, rushing down the stairs to make it to his own mentor on time.
Sophie blinked in confusion, looking at the envelope in her hand. It was signed in red ink, or Sophie hoped it was red ink, and it said her name Sophia Serbus on the front in fancy calligraphy. On the back it was stamped with Mr. Shezmu's seal, causing Sophie to smirk. 'Must be official then,' she sighed to herself, turning the corner to Grell's office. "Hi Grell," she smiled, noticing the paperwork he still had to do.
"Oh hello dear," he said simply, concentrating on finishing his work. "Sorry about this. I asked for some overtime so I can have Halloween night off! You can sit over there and wait for me if you'd like~" he giggled, going right back to work.
Sophie nodded, setting her bag down next to her and sitting in a metal red chair the in the corner. She crossed her legs, deciding this was the best time to read the envelope. She used her small scythe to cut the wax, opening the envelope up. The letter inside was a crimson red color, the writing inside written in black and white ink.
'Please join us for an evening of mystery and enchantment…
The Masquerade Ball of Blood
on October 31, 1871
starting under the cover of the night and ending as the sun begins to rise
held at The Marquis Shezmu house, if you dare
Invitation and costume with masquerade mask required for entry
The owner of this invitation may bring one other guest'
Sophie looked inside to find another letter, this one on white paper. It was written in calligraphy, obviously by Mr. Shezmu's own hand. It was written this time in black ink, letting Sophie let out a sigh of relief.
Dear Sophia,
If you get this letter, it means Alexander has completed the task I sent out for him. I have realized from all the hard work you and Alexander had been doing that it is time for a little break. I would be honored if you and Alexander would come to our Masquerade Ball, which we host every year for Hallowe'en. We invite many different species, so do not be afraid of coming if you think it will be a party only for demons and humans. I will have friends coming in from different lands, so I expect the upmost formalities from the two of you.
Being said I have a challenge for you. Come by the house after you are done with your studies with Alexander and I will go over the details with you. Julia had selected cards with words on them out of a hat for me to give to the each of you. The cards associating with you should be inside of this envelope. Use the cards to fill in the words to the sentences below:
Your costume will compose of -1- wings and a -1- mask. Your emotion will be -2- for the day. You must act -2- the day of Hallowe'en, but you are free to stop when you are let inside the party.
Julia convinced me to come up with this challenge for the two of you. You will be given your wings when you come by the house today. I hope your cards are good cards. She would not let me read the cards so I do not know what you and Alexander got. It will be a treat to see what you dress up for the ball.
Your Mentor,
Shezmu
Sophie let out a sigh, reading the two cards that were slipped inside of the envelope. Sophie frowned, letting out a groan in desperation. "Really?" she grumbled to herself, slipping the cards back in the envelope. "Now how will I pull that off?..." she thought to herself, Grell curiously looking up from his work.
"What's that my dear?" he wondered, Sophie giving him the crimson red letter to read. He read it over, a squeal escaping his lips. "You have an invitation to this party! You?"
"Yes," Sophie looked at him as she raised an eyebrow. "Why are you so startled?"
"You obviously don't understand what this invitation is for," he huffed with jealousy. "The Masquerade Ball of Blood is one of the greatest parties anyone can be invited to, especially for Death Gods like ourselves. You need an exclusive invitation to get in and everyone in checked at the door. I hear the party is simply di~vine if you're invited. I just don't see why a new~~bie~ would be invited."
"So this is ex~clusive?" Sophie chuckled to herself, sitting back in her seat in thought. "I never knew that…" A sly smirk appeared on her lips, "Well you can come if you want."
"Oh really?" Grell exploded, jumping out of his seat and almost knocking over the stack of papers he had on his table.
"Grell!" Sophie gasped, grabbing a few of the papers before they fell to the floor.
"Sorry dear," he apologized, picking up the papers that fell on the floor, "but really~? You're not toying with me, are you?"
Sophie set the papers down and looked over at him, noting a deep serious look on his face. "Yes Grell," she chuckled, grabbing the rest of the papers from the ground and putting them back on his desk. "Since you're my mentor and you obviously want to go, why not?" she shrugged, gasping as Grell flung his arms around her.
"Thank you!" he laughed, squeezing Sophie tightly.
"Grell…" she coughed, "What did we say about the tight hugs?"
"Sorry," he said, letting go of her slightly, still having her in his embrace, "but I'm so excited! What will I wear? How should I dress?"
She chuckled, pushing away from him, "Don't worry, we'll go shopping over the weekend. Besides I know a friend of mine will want to go shopping for costumes with me, so let's just do it together."
"Oh this is amazing!" he said, wrapping his arms around himself. "Though I do wonder, why not invite someone else? Don't you have a little crush you want to spend the night with~~?"
Sophie looked at him confused, "Well… I don't think highly of my classmates, so why would I invite one of them?"
"Not that," he said in a whisper, "but… that kid dear Will~iam is apprenticing."
"You mean Alex?" her eyes went wide, before she started having a laughing fit. "Him? No! He's just a friend. Besides, I know he has an invitation too."
"I see…" Grell said, scratching the bottom of his chin in thought. Sophie stared at him confused, not liking the look on his face. "Oh young love," he sighed, "Then who will Alex~ invite?"
"I don't know," Sophie shrugged, "everyone I know is invited already… and don't give that accent in Alex's name. That's creepy," she shuddered. "Isn't there someone you want to invite?"
"Me?" Grell asked, pondering over the thought. "Well… oh you newbie wouldn't understand."
Sophie smirked, "I think I would. Who is he?" She stood up higher on her tipple toes to be close to Grell's height, seeing that he was very tall for any normal reaper. "Spill it, please~~?" she tilted her head, batting her eyes in a puppy-like fashion.
Grell bit down on his lip, quickly giving in. "William," he said quietly in embarrassment.
"Oh," Sophie chuckled, taking the invitation from the table and putting it back in the envelope.
"Oh? Oh!" Grell practically yelled.
"It's not like no one knows Gre~ll~~" she smirked, putting the envelope in her bag. Then she directed her attention back to Grell, an all knowing look on her face, "I know perfectly well from the moment I met you. It just took you longer for you to admit it." Then she chuckled, "If you want him to come, then Alex can invite him. Simple as that… though we'll have to keep this from him so he has an awful scare when he arrives."
"But I doubt you can get Will~ to go," Grell sighed, slumping down in his chair.
"Oh trust me," Sophie smirked, "I have my ways. Plus remember Alex is his apprentice. He will probably come up with a way to get him to come. Don't worry about it," she smiled happily, causing Grell to smile back.
"I suppose…" Grell sighed, "but what am I going to wear!" Sophie let out a laugh, wiping a tear from her eyes as Grell jumped around the cubical, causing heads to turn over to them and roll of the eyes when they noticed where the yelling had been coming from.
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Sophie let out a sigh, staring at herself in the mirror. "I-I'm not sure about this Julia," she frowned, looking over her costume yet again.
Julia giggled, "Don't worry about it!" she smiled, swinging around in her own costume. "I think it looks beautiful on you. I like that black rose clip you have. It makes a nice touch." Sophie cracked a smile, still evaluating the outfit. "Now let me help you into the corset!" she giggled, helping Sophie slip on her costume. It was about 4:45am in the morning, the sky still dark. Julia convinced Sophie to have a sleepover with her so they could help each other with their outfits. While Julia's outfit was simple, Sophie's costume seemed awfully complicated. She had a black corset with a dark crimson color added in the color, the only corset Sophie was going to invest in and the most expensive of her purchases. They had raided the fabric that the shinigamis kept for their suits, which to this day Sophie still didn't understand why they have all the different types, and with the help of Grell they made costumes out of the fabric. Grell made himself his own dress, which slightly horrified Sophie that he'd wear a dress but then again it was Halloween, and he helped with picking out fabric for Sophie and Julia.
The fabric Sophie picked out was a soft black fabric for a skirt that was underneath the corset and was lengthened to flow down freely and rested slightly above her ankles. She had gotten crimson lace fabric and used it beneath the black fabric, which was seen from a slit Grell made her cut that led up to about her knees so she wouldn't stumble in her heals. Sophie was rather proud with the choice of fabric, for the skirt would flow and didn't pouf out to make her feel uncomfortable, unlike the style at the time where the dresses were poufy and too big on the wearer. She wore black high heels that looked like sandals and thus showed off her feet. She had a black choker around her neck that had a silver skull hanging in front of the choker, accentuating her neck and shoulders; for the corset pushed up her breasts and she had no shoulder covering. She had long black laced gloves, reaching up past her elbows slightly. She wore her hair down, her auburn hair combed and waved more than usual. She had the black rose clip in her hair on the right side of her face, pulling back some of her bangs from her eyes. The bangs on the left side of her face flowed in front of her eyes slightly, giving a mysterious look to her face. She had painted her nails black with one coat of crimson red on top; both her fingers and feet had been painted. She had earrings hanging from her ears, silver with crimson red incrusted jewels she borrowed from Julia. Lastly she had her green ring off of its chain and on her finger, resting on the opposite finger of her ring finger on her right hand. It fit perfectly like a glove, the green in her ring and the blue/green in her eyes giving the wearer a mysterious look to them with the blacks and reds.
Sophie turned around once Julia had helped her into her black corset and helped Julia into her own costume. Julia's costume contrasted Sophie's, as it shied away from the gothic colors Sophie had and going with light forest greens and blues to fit the color of her hair. They used the colors light green and forest green for her dress; the dress lengthened down to her ankles like Sophie's did. She straps on her dress went over her shoulders, the dress staying together with the skull belt she always wore. They added light green lace fabric to accentuate her dress, cutting the bottoms of her dress to make it look like it had been tethered. She wore white/silver high heeled shoes, designed in the same style Sophie's was. She had painted her nails with a combination of hazel and forest green, the green added at the top of her nails in a French manicure type fashion, which she had painted on both her hands and feet. She added some silver jewelry on her neck and her ears, the gemstones being the color of green. Sophie sat down on the bed with Julia in front of her on the bed. Sophie took Julia's long forest green hair and began to braid it, adding bits of flowers and leaves in her hair. The colors were mostly yellow and orange, adding a few colorful flowers they had found along their walk yesterday to put in her hair. At the end of the braid Sophie tied it with a hazel colored hair tie, adding a hazel ribbon in a cute little bow. The ribbon matched the other bowed ribbons they had added to her outfit at the ends of her dress and ties on her shoulders, which kept her dress in place.
Julia giggled with glee, spinning around in her outfit and putting on the flower crown, which Sophie helped her make. Sophie sat down at her mirror, quickly putting on makeup. "What time is it Julia?" she asked, adding foundation to her skin.
"5:20am," Julia said with a giggle, before sitting down on her bed and watched as Sophie applied makeup to her face.
"Good," Sophie chuckled, "I have forty minutes till classes start. Though I can't believe you're making me act so horribly…" she grumbled to herself.
Julia giggled, "I knew you would say that. I was hoping to draw the word 'cute' for you, but it didn't work out like that."
Sophie sighed, putting her attention back to her makeup. She added a light red to her eyes, putting it on her eye lids and right below her eye, rubbing the color out beyond her eyelid and slightly toward her eyebrow. Then on the outer of her eyes she added a slight hint of black eye shadow, brushing it into her eyes and combining it with the read. Then she added black liquid eyeliner to increase the shape of her eyes, causing her eyes to pop out from behind her makeup. Then she added black mascara, her eyelashes becoming surprisingly long. Then she added a mocha color to her cheeks and red lips to her mouth. Then Sophie sighed, standing up and grabbing the wings Julia had for her. They were black feathered wings, big enough to be seen as she walked but small enough to not fan out from her body too far and cause a nuisance as she moved around. "So what am I supposed to be?" Sophie asked, looking at her whole outfit in the mirror and spinning around in her costume.
"Just whatever," Julia giggled, "just as long as you have the black wings, which reminds me that I have the three masks for you. They are on the table over there."
"Thanks," Sophie said, grabbing the three masks and putting them in her messenger bag. "So what do you mean, 'Whoever displays their emotion the best will get a prize'? What's the prize? How will you even know who was displaying their emotion the best today?"
"Oh we'll know," Julia giggled, jumping up and down with glee, "Don't worry about it." Then Sophie summoned a black cape out of a black haze and wrapped it around her body, and soon after grabbing her glasses out of her bag and putting them on her eyes. Julia looked at her strangely, wondering what she was going. "What are you doing?"
Sophie chuckled, putting the cape over the front of her face so it was barely visible. She wrapped the cape tightly around her, her messenger bag slung over her shoulder just beneath the cape. "Well if I'm going to show off that emotion you're making me do, then I'm going to have to bring out an element of surprise to my audience, now won't I?" Then she looked at her watch, "It's about time I get going dearest~" she blew a kiss in Julia's direction, Julia quickly giggling.
"Oh wow," she giggled, "I wasn't expecting that."
Sophie smirked slyly, "Why do you think I went for this corset design for my costume, to show off my natural curves, of course." Then she gave her a wink, "I'll see you at the party Julia."
"Okay," she said, following Sophie out of her room and down the hallway, "I'll see you there!" she waved to Sophie, who disappeared into the rising sun.
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Alex let out a sigh, standing in the hallways in his costume. He was wearing a completely white outfit: white socks, white shoes, white suit pants, a white shirt, a white suit and tie, white gloves, and white feathered wings on his back, which looked exactly like Sophie's wings except them were white and not black. He grumbled, running his hands through his cleaned hair, hating what he had become. "I can't believe I'm wearing this," he groaned to a male shinigami whom he was talking to, "I look like an angel version of William for pete's sake!"
"That's what happens when you hang around the man all day, I guess," the other shinigami shrugged. "Well it's about time I head to class."
"Okay," Alex sighed, about to walk with him to their classroom, until the doors flew open. Light from the sun shined into the hallway, blinding all the students walking in the hallway and shielding their eyes from the sudden amount of light. Then the doors closed, revealing a person wrapped in a black cloak, hiding their eyes.
The shinigami began walking down the hall, their heels clanking loudly down the hall. All at the same time, black nails grabbed the cloak and thick glasses, throwing them off of their body. The waves in their auburn hair flew with the motion of the cloak, the black cloak and glasses disappearing into a black haze. Their outfit was revealed, her black wings seeming to the flapping along with her movements. Sophie brushed her hair away from her face dramatically, memorizing the shinigamis in the hallway. She looked over at a group of students, blowing them a kiss and giving them a wink, her one-iris blue/green eyes catching their own eyes, the yellow tint in her eyes swirling around and causing some to gasp in wonder and causing others to faint. Then she noticed Alex, and she walked over to him with her hips swaying back and forth. "Hey Alex~ander~~" she smiled, getting rather close to him.
"W-oh," was what escaped his lips, Alex still in a slight state of shock. Then he restrained himself, standing up tall and adjusting a pair of thin silver glasses on his nose. "Hello Sophia," he huffed, his voice very plain with no life hidden in them.
"Oh what's the matter Alex~ander?" she asked. "Am I fright~ening~ you~~?" Sophie smirked, rubbing her black gloves against his chest, rubbing up and down them suggestively.
"Not at all," he twitched, annoyed with her actions. "I'm guessing you were at Julia's house last night?"
"Oh what does that matter?" she smiled, "Are you jeal~ous~~?"
He coughed, "No," he turned away, looking over to the male shinigami for help.
"By the way," Sophie began, walking her fingers up his chest. "I plan on winning, so don't expect me to back down, okay?" she smirked, poking him in the nose, giggling when he rubbed it irritated. Then she pulled out a white mask, the front was rimmed with silver colors and shimmered slightly in the light. "See you later~" she said as she handed the mask to him and blew him a kiss, casually walking down the hall and mentally knowing she was scaring him.
"Come on," he huffed; noticing the strange look his fellow peer was giving him. "What?"
"What does she mean winning?" he asked, causing Alex to cough slightly.
"It's nothing," he said, pushing his glasses up as he straightened up, "just a competition." The shinigami just looked at him confused, as Alex rushed quickly to his next class.
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Sophie walked into Grell's cubical, jumping onto his desk and swinging her legs around, causing him to jolt back startled. "S-sophia?" he gasped, before a chuckle escaped his lips, "What are you doing?"
"Oh nothing~" she said simply, paying around with a cup holder of pens. "It's just about time we should head out. Are you ready~?" she smirked, her blue/green and yellow eyes staring deeply into his own green shinigami eyes, causing him to flinch slightly with her allure.
"If you can kindly get off of my desk and sit over there," he sighed, "I'll be only a minute." Sophie frowned, sliding off of his desk and walking over to the red chair she usually sat at, setting her messenger bag down. Grell watched her out of the corner of his eye, noticing that she was blowing kisses as other shinigamis walked by and simply flirting with anyone that came by. "May I ask where you learned such display?" he couldn't help but ask, never seeing this behavior from Sophie before.
She turned around in her chair and slanted her legs to the side and leaning in closer to Grell, giving him her undivided attention. "On my own," she smiled happily, "and you~" she quickly followed up, giving him a wink and a giggle right after. "I'm just acting, like you've taught me to do. Besides, it's been a fun~ day. I think everyone was stunned at my appearance and a few students and a teacher fainted from shock. A few teachers asked me to put my glasses on, but I just said that it wasn't part of my costume. Oh I love Halloween!" she giggled happily into her hand again.
He giggled with her, writing his signature on a form and putting it off to the side, "Sounds like you're having a good day."
"Yep!" she smiled happily, rubbing her eyes, though she was careful to not rub out the makeup on her face. "My eyes are getting tired though. Having to keep up the green and yellow in my eyes is giving me a horrid headache."
Grell chuckled, "Then why don't you turn your eyes back to how they are normally?"
"Because then I won't be as all~uring as I am now," she giggled, swinging her legs to and fro. "So why aren't you wearing a costume?"
"My boss won't let me wear my costume because it's unprofessional," he grumbled.
Sophie smiled, "Well then you'll be that much more appealing when we show up at the party."
He chuckled back, "Alright. Thanks Sophie." She gave him a nod and leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms and falling into a deep sleep. Having to stay up because of her sleeping over with Julia and helping decorate the house exhausted her, though she wore a content smile on her face as she dreamt. Then she felt a little nudge on her arm, seeing Grell's face leaning close to hers with his sharp teeth smiling at her. "Kawaii~ You're so cute~~!" he giggled, causing her to let out a sigh.
"So you're ready?" she asked, letting out a yawn and stretching.
"Yep!" Grell said in triumph. "Just in time too. The sun is beginning to go down."
"Oh good," she giggled, jumping out of the chair and grabbing her bag, "let's get going then. Julia won't want me late~" Her comment earned her a chuckle from Grell, which Sophie returned with a giggle. Then they walked down the hall, heading to the room of fabric where Grell hid his outfit.
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"Didn't I say you would have fun~ in that dress?" Sophie said with a sly smirk on her face, as Grell flipped open his black Spanish fan and twirled around in his dress. Grell wore a Spanish style crimson red dress, having black frills added around his dress to accentuate certain parts of his body. Their dresses were identical in color, but Grell had more red in his dress, which made him stand out as the fiery reaper he naturally was. Sophie had helped him put his hair up, curling his hair and putting it up in a messy bun, adding a red rose on his bun that was slightly darker then his hair for contrast. Unlike Sophie's gloves that you can see her painted nails, Grell had long black gloves on that covered his hands, though he did paint his hands and toes red to match. He wore stiletto red heels, which Sophie wondered how he could walk around in them so easily.
"I wasn't expecting this! So many people looking over at me, oh it's like a dream~~" he sighed, spinning around in his costume.
"Don't forget your mask," she smiled, Grell quickly putting it on as they walked up the steps.
"I know!" he shrieked, giggling happily along with Sophie as she just plain out laughed. The mask Grell had was red, which had a small red wooden stick for him to hold over his face. He still kept his red glasses on though, Sophie knowing he wouldn't be able to see without them. The mask had a long red feather attached to the top with a black design on the front.
Sophie smiled, putting her mask in front of her face. Her mask was black with a crimson red design added on the front. She had it on a black stick, making it easier for her to hold. It was a simple mask; showing off the color of her eyes as she saw threw them. She didn't need a lot added to the mask, since she already had black wings that caused people to look over in interest. They stood in front of Albert, who was looking at a list of names of the people who were invited. "Name?"
"Sophia Maurus Ioreta Serbus."
He chuckled, "I know that," he smiled at her, his red demon eyes looking through his black mask. "You brought a guest?"
"Grell Sutcliff, my mentor at the academy," she smiled happily. "Grell, this is Albert. He's the head butler here at the Shezmu residence."
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Grell," he said with a blow.
"Oh the pleasure is all mine," he giggled happily that he called him a she. "I'm a man though."
"I already know that," he gave him a wink, causing him to flip his fan open and fan his blushing face. "Have a good time Sophia. Julia is waiting for you somewhere."
"She is?" she asked, "Why?"
"She needs help… well she'll tell you," he chuckled, ushering them into the house and halting the next group that was waiting outside.
Once Sophie was announced in with Grell and walked into the room, she let out an exhausted sigh. "Finally!" she huffed, letting out a yawn.
"Finally what?" Grell asked curiously, gasping in awe slightly at the large room.
"I don't have to ask all~uring~~ anymore!" she giggled happily. "It's fun, but it's not me! Come on Grell. I think I need to go and talk to Mr. Shezmu and tell him I'm here."
He nodded in understanding, following closely behind Sophie as she walked through the crowd of people, seeming to know where Mr. Shezmu was. Sure enough he was standing next to a door watching the festivities, noticing Sophie as she hustled past the crowd with Grell behind her. "Sophia!" he smiled, Sophie smiling back as she came to a halt in front of him.
"Hello Mr. Shezmu," she curtsied, Grell following in pursuit.
He chuckled "You didn't have to –"
"I know I didn't have to be proper," she smiled sweetly, "but didn't you say that you expect the upmost formalities~? Well there you go," she giggled.
Shezmu smirked, Grell deciding to butt into the conversation. "Don't mind me being rude, but what relationship you have with my little apprentice?" he huffed slightly.
"Who is this Sophia?" Shezmu asked her, not really paying attention to his question.
"Mister Grell Sutcliff, my mentor at the academy," she smiled to him. "And Grell," she said, causing him to look back over at her, "This is Mister Shezmu. He is my mentor too."
"Wha?" he gasped, "You are with another man! Sophia how could you?"
Sophie giggled with his outburst, Mr. Shezmu chuckling along with her. "Hello Miss Sutcliff," he smirked, kissing his hand. Grell blushed, looking slightly away from his face, "I'm glad you're been treating my student well. You get the upmost praise from her."
"I-I do?" Grell blushed, "Well thank you," he giggled.
Then Mr. Shezmu let go of his hand, looking back between the two of them. "Have fun," he smiled, "and also don't forget that there's tricks and traps all over the hallways of the house."
"Oh did you add in the guillotine I suggested!" she gasped.
"Of course," he chuckled, "and the wine press. Go ahead and grab some wine if you want."
Sophie smirked at him, "I'm not sure if I want to drink that wine, but thank you for the offer. I'll think about it." Then they bowed to each other, Sophie and Grell walking off across the room.
Sophie looked around the room, taking in the bulk of the room. It was a rather massive ballroom, the room walls painted a light gray with the tiles on the floor having red and black colors, making exquisite designs. The room has been lit low; the only lights around the room were by candlelight. Everyone there was dressed up and it was hard to tell who was human and who wasn't. Sophie did notice a few humans, but the room was mostly composed of supernatural beings. She looked around, looking for Julia's costume. She let out a sigh, not really noticing her. She looked over to Grell, whom she could tell was enormously excited. "Hey Grell," she began to say, causing Grell to look over, "Unless you want to hang out with anyone, I'm going to go find Julia now."
"Alright Sophie," he chuckled, "and I'll come with! I don't you getting into a lot of trouble."
"But Grell," she smirked, "that's what I do best," she gave him a wink, causing him to giggle.
"Okay my dear. Lead the way," he ushered her, Sophie giving him a nod as they left the room.
They started to walk down the corridors, Sophie evading anything that may trigger a trap. They turned a corner, almost running into Julia, "Sophie!" she yelled, swinging her arms tightly around her.
"Hey look what I found," she chuckled back, hugging her just as tightly. "… okay you can let go now," Sophie grunted, coughing slightly before turning back to her. "So Albert told me you needed my help?"
"Oh yes!" she chuckled, grabbing Sophie's hand and pulling her down the hallways. Grell walked behind them, careful to not trigger a trap. "I need help with my makeup!" she pretended to cry softly, Sophie causally rolling her eyes. "And perhaps I'll fix up my hair… oh I don't know!"
"Now calm down," she chuckled, "I'll help you." Then Sophie turned around to Grell, "Hey Grell, do you want to help Julia with her makeup while I do her hair?"
Grell let out a gasp, jolting towards them and grabbing Sophie in a hug. "Of course I will!"
"Yyyes!" Julia giggled, grabbing Sophie in a hug too.
Sophie gasped, the air in her lungs quickly leaving her. "Okay, okay," she sighed, the two of them slightly letting go. "Let's head to your room now." Julia nodded, taking Grell and Sophie's hand and pulling them up the stairs and towards her room.
!#$%^&*()
Okay, let's do this!" Julia giggled, walking down the hallway and back towards the ballroom. Because Sophie had helped her with setting up a few of the traps and triggers, she knew where they were in the main parts of the house. This time they were taking a longer route, a route that would take them through an extremely hazardous part of the house. Julia took off running, pausing before she turned a corner. "Well this is it. Hopefully we won't die~ or something," she giggled, taking off past the corner.
Just as Julia made a turn, she ran onto a trigger and set off a trap. She began to fall through a hole in the floor, Julia letting out a gasp of surprise. Sophie gasped, running towards her and grabbing her hand before she fell through. "I got you," she said with a strain in her voice. Then she pulled her out, Grell just coming around the corner and noticing what happened. "Let's just do this slowly, okay?" she gasped, rubbing her eyes and helping Julia up. She nodded in response, moving closer to Sophie as they walked along.
They had walked on for a while, coming close to the ballroom. Sophie grumbled to herself, getting fed up with the way they were walking. "Okay I've had it," she said, "I'm running it!"
Julia looked over at her, a smirk coming to her face, "Finally! Okay let's go!" Then they took off in a dash, running right into a string of arrows flying past them. Julia dropped down to the floor, covering her hands with her face as she slid across the floor. Sophie did differently, jumping through the air and evading the arrows flying by, almost getting cut up in the face. Grell quickly followed after that, taking out his scythe to stop the arrows from hitting his beautiful face and costume. Then they stopped, right at a corner, and Sophie and Julia began to laugh hysterically from the excitement.
"Oh boy this is fun!" Julia giggled, grabbing Grell by the hand as he made it over. Sophie chuckled, just as they heard a rumbling sound. They looked over to see a door closing, their only way out. "Come on!" she yelped, gripping Grell's hand tightly and pulling her along with him.
Sophie followed behind them, jumping over a trap door that was triggered by them. They almost made it to the trap door when a guillotine was triggered, falling directly for Julia. Sophie growled, running as fast as she could towards them. A black haze appeared in her hand and she summoned her long scythe, stopping the guillotine just as Julia dropped to the floor in fright. The three of them stood silent in shock, Sophie letting out a gasp. "Stop that door!" Sophie yelled to Grell, Grell giving her a nod and stopping the door with his scythe. Julia let herself up and Sophie passed by the guillotine, letting go and letting the blade fall all the way through the floorboard. Grell held the door open for them, quickly jumping through as the doors slammed shut. They all let out large breaths as they looked around the dark room, but their rest was cut short when they heard pendulums starting to swing back and forth, the ends sharp to the touch. They went slowly, weaving and dodging past the pendulums.
They ran through the door, coming back into the ballroom. Sophie and Julia looked at each other, Sophie looking tired and leaning on her scythe. Then they began laughing, high-fiving each other. "Oh my god let's do it again!"
"Yeah!" Sophie laughed along with her, still leaning against your scythe. "Just don't get chopped up by a guillotine!"
Sophie looked over at Grell, who looked as if he was going to start yelling at her. "What's that scythe? That's not a confidential death scythe! You're going to get in trou –"
Sophie put a finger on his mouth, silencing him. "Don't give me that look," she frowned, noticing how angry his green eyes looked. "It's not really a scythe… in your terms, I guess," she shrugged. "It's something that I made out of this black haze stuff I can create."
"Black haze?" he asked, Sophie standing for a second. She concentrated on her hand, a ball of black haze growing in the palm on her hand. It drifted around Grell, freaking out Grell as he tried to move away. "Eeek! Get it away!"
Sophie smirked, the haze disappearing in a second. She let out a sigh, leaning against her scythe bored as he directed his mind back to the situation at hand. "Now what do you expect me to do?" she asked, "Call it a black~ haze~? Black~ au~ra of death~~, I suppose? I just made it up. It's not like it's a death scythe. Not made by the superiors. I can't really register this… stuff," she sighed, moving some of it through her fingers.
"Sophia," she heard her name called, turning around to see Mr. Shezmu looking at her sternly, and his gray eyes coming into contact with her blue/green with yellow tinted eyes. "What are you doing?"
"I was showing Grell my power," she sighed, "I had been found out." Sophie shrugged, letting the scythe disappear from her fingertips.
"Sophie saved me" Julia said, defending Sophie, "with her scythe. I know you told her and Alex to not show off their true potential, but it was an emergency."
"Yeah," she sighed, "sorry…" she mumbled to herself, scratching the back of her head.
Mr. Shezmu began to chuckle and then laugh out loud. They looked at him wide-eyed as he wiped a tear from his eye. "You're just going to have more overtime, aren't you?"
"Yes," she frowned, having learned to hate the word. "Oh geeze, don't tease me," she pouted.
He laughed, ruffling up her hair, "You scoundrels. Go and run along now." Then he left, leaving a confused Grell next to them.
"What do you want me to do Grell?" she sighed.
He thought to himself, before saying something, "I don't think there's much I can do," he shrugged. "I'll take your word on this, but don't complain if you run into problems."
She smiled happily, looking back over at Julia. She was looking towards the door and Sophie turned her attention to the door, which made Grell look over with curiosity too. There was Alex and William, standing at the door and being talked to by Albert. He didn't seem to be letting them in, mostly because of Alex's grim attitude. He looked into the room, seeing Julia waving and Sophie smirking at him deviously, sticking her tongue at him. "They're not letting my poor Will~iam in," Grell pouted.
"Albert is just giving him a hard time," Julia smirked, getting a giggle from Sophie. "Hey let's go do something now."
"Yeah," Sophie responded. "You can wait for Will~iam~ to come in. I'll just be around."
"Okay," Grell said, Sophie giving him a wink as she followed Julia out of the ballroom.
!#$%^&*()
A black hand gripped a coffin lid, paralyzing a couple. The hand retreated back into the coffin suddenly, the silence causing the woman to shiver in fright. Then a person popped out, holding a knife towards them, "Boo," was all the person had to say to get the couple to scream and run towards the ballroom. Sophie laughed, jumping out of the coffin. Julia high-fived Sophie and the two of them noticed Alex finally making his way there. "Finally his fluffiness has arrived," Sophie smirked, causing a grumble to come from Alex's lips. "Oh what's the matter? Still grumpy?"
"Knock it off," he grumbled, sitting on top of the coffin in defeat. Sophie and Julia looked at each other, till they started laughing. "What's so funny?"
"You're just so grim still~!" Julia giggled, causing him to sigh. "Oh don't be like that. It's over, so have some fun!"
"Alright," he said, cracking a smile as he jumped off of the lid. "So who won and what's the prize?"
"Prize?" Julia thought. "Well… the winner is Sophie and the prize is a bottle of red wine and perfume."
"Sophie?" Alex grumbled, "Why? It's never me, is it?"
"Don't be so jealous," Sophie rolled her eyes. "Just give him the prize Julia. He's so prideful~" she snickered, causing him to narrow his single-iris green eyes at her.
"I don't need it," he grumbled to himself, causing Julia to snicker.
"It's okay. You both won! It was a bit hard to decide on the winner though. Besides," she shrugged, "who cares who won! As long as you had fun, right?"
"Yep," Sophie giggled, and then she rubbed at her eyes. "Well I'm obviously tired," she sighed, closing her eyes tightly. When she opened them again they were crystal blue, a yellow tint swirling in her eyes. "Well I'll take the perfume then. Alex can that the wine and we all win!" Julia cheered; grabbing Alex and Sophie's hands and pulling her to the room were their prizes were. Oddly enough, it was in the dining room. She picked up the bottle of perfume, Sophie sniffing its fragrance. "So yummy," she sighed, putting it in her pocket for later.
Alex popped open the wine bottle, seeing that the date on it was 1683. "This could be expensive…" he thought as he found three wine glasses.
"Oh yes," Julia shrugged, "but whatever. We have a lot of those, so help yourself! It's a very tasty wine if you ferment it for a while."
Alex poured the wine into the three glasses, the three of them picking them up. "To us," he said, holding up his wine glass to us, "that we stay by each other till the bitter end."
"To us!" Julia and Sophie said, clanking their glasses together and drinking some of it down.
"You know," Sophie began, tasting the wine skillfully, "this would go well with some cheese and grapes. Maybe some olive oil and bread." She sighed to herself, trying to recall where she had something like that before.
"Well let's go back to the ballroom and finish the bottle there!" Julia smiled, Alex corking the wine as they head back.
!#$%^&*()
Sophie sat down on a couch in the ballroom, setting her plate of food beside her on a table and getting comfortable. She grabbed a piece of cheese, chewing it in her mouth as she drank some of the wine. She sighed happily, loving the sensational taste in her mouth. Alex and Julia soon sat down around the couches, eating their food as they drank down the red wine. The couches were rearranged in a small circle, so if anyone wanted to sit down they could join in conversation. The couches were made in a way that you had to lay on your stomach, which was fine by Sophie because this arrangement still seemed familiar to her. "This is really good," Julia sighed, admiring the taste in her mouth. "Say Sophie, how did you know that those products would go great together?"
"I don't know," she shrugged, eating some more cheese and wine. "Just something I picked up, I guess." Then she sighed, setting her head down on the edge of the couch. "I think it's a Mediterranean style of eating food. Either Greek or Roman… I don't remember…"
"Well either way this is great!" Julia said with a smile plastered on her face, "I would have never thought of eating this together."
Sophie nodded, closing her eyes and dropping grapes into her mouth. She wore a content expression on her face, finally happy that she could relax after all this time she was a shinigami. Sure, she had moments of rest, but just hanging out and enjoying each other's company and relaxing, well that hadn't happened since she woke up and lost her memories. Which made her realized: how much longer will it take her to regain her memories? She hoped it wouldn't be too long because she had an unnerving feeling that she'll need to know about herself soon. She felt something gently jump down on her stomach, causing her to open her eyes and come into contact with a small wolf cub with light blonde hair and gray hair. "Hello Fillin…" she smiled, the wolf whimpering as he jumped down from her stomach so she could sit up slightly.
"Hello Sophie!" he giggled, turning into a human. He was wearing typical clothes any noble boy would wear, except for the necklace around his neck. In the center was a violet feather with small sharp teeth on either side of the feather, and all of this was attached by a long leather string, which settled neatly on his chest. He put his mask on his face, letting out a yawn. "I saw you sleeping and I was going to join you."
"Hey I wasn't sleeping," she said, putting her hands up in defense, "I was just resting my eyes –"
"Yeah sure~" he rolled his eyes, before letting out a giggle.
"Hey do you want some wine or something?" Alex asked, pouring out a glass for Fillin.
"Oh no!" he said, putting his hands up in defense, "I'm okay –"
"But we would like some," Sophie heard behind her, looking up to see two demons walking over.
Fillin grumbled to himself, one of them looking over at him and rustling up his hair. "I thought I told you to leave me alone," he groused at them, "besides father is here too. Why do I need babysitters?"
"Because your father is busy and knew you would wander off," one of them sighed, scratching his nose. "So are we getting that wine?"
"Not until you tell us who you are," Alex said rather gruffly, glaring at them as the one standing farther back backed up slightly.
"My name is Bardulf and this is my little brother Ralph. We are part of the Liulfr pack, and have been with them for several decades now. We are in charge of watching Fillin now, since Adolf left –"
"They were at the competition Sophie," Fillin said, grabbing a grape, which Sophie handed to him.
He popped it in his mouth, Sophie deciding to eat some of the bread that she had on her plate. "You were in the competition?" Bardulf asked, scratching the bottom of his chin.
"Yes I was," she shrugged, "and we had obviously won, right Alex?"
"That's right," he said, sipping some of the red wine.
Ralph gasped, realizing who she was, "So you're the shinigami that had those menacing blue/green and yellow eyes. I'm soooooo sorry for scratching you!"
He whimpered, looking up confused when Sophie started chuckling. "So it was you? I didn't know you knew Fillin." Then she sighed, rubbing her left arm. Ralph bit down on his bottom lip in shame, before she looked up at him with a smile on his face. "Don't worry about it Ralph," she chuckled to herself, "It's healed up now. It's like it never happened." He let out a sigh of relief, still having a worried look on his face. "Oh!" she realized, "I have something for the two of you then, Julia you too. I almost forgot to give you these. Just hold out your hand, alright?" they nodded, giving her a confused look.
Sophie concentrated, a black haze appearing from the ground and swirling around the three demons' hand. They looked down, seeing the feather they had lost during the competition. Bardulf and Ralph were given green feathers and Julia was given a yellow feather. Fillin giggled, looking at the feather in Bardulf's hand. "You have to find a place to put it now!" he laughed, leaning against Sophie with a smile on his face.
Alex looked over at Sophie, before taking out two glasses and filling them with red wine. "Try this. It was made in 1683 and is awfully tasty."
Bardulf nodded, grabbing the two glasses and handing one of them to Ralph. Fillin giggled, noticing that Sophie had finished off her cup and ate her fill of the food on her plate. "Well if you'll excuse me," she yawned, "I'm going back to sleep." Then she laid back down, shifting so her face was facing towards the table.
Fillin turned back into a wolf and laid down next to Sophie's arm, cuddling into her chest and falling asleep with her. Bardulf and Ralph sat down at the end of the couch, where Sophie's feet was. Sophie put a hand on Fillin's necklace, rubbing his hair gently as they started falling asleep. Julia couldn't help but let out an 'awe', close to running over there and embracing them. "So cute~~!" she giggled.
Sophie grumbled, "I'm trying to sleep you know." She continued to giggle, Sophie just ignoring her as she fell right to sleep.
!#$%^&*()
She felt a gentle poke on her side, Sophie letting out a groan in protest as she slowly opened her eyes. She blinked a few times, her crystal blue eyes adjusting to the light, and gasping as she noticed the two demons that were waking her up. "Oh hello, Byrne and Merletta. It's been a while."
"Yes it is," Merletta giggled, playing around with the wings Sophie had on her back. "I didn't know you turned into a raven while we were gone."
"Oh I need to give you guys something," she sighed, picking up the sleeping Fillin as she sat up on the couch. She laid him down on her lap, getting an 'awe' face from Merletta. "Hold out your hands for me," she said, Byrne and Merletta looking at her confused as they complied. Sophie summoned the black haze, the haze circling around their hand. Then blue feathers were placed in their hand, Merletta's eyes beaming with joy.
"Wow!" she gasped, grabbing Sophie in a tight hug.
"C-choking," Sophie coughed, "not breathing."
"Oh sorry," she giggled nervously, completely letting her go, "but thank you. Right Byrne?"
He chuckled, putting the blue feather in his pocket, "That's right. Thank you."
"You're welcome," Sophie smiled, feeling Fillin shift around on her lap. She smiled, setting him down on Ralph and stretching. "Well this has been fun, but I should probably be a little bit social with everyone else. I think that's where Alex and Julia wandered off to."
"I think that's what they said," Ralph said with a shrug, "I'm not exactly sure."
She nodded, getting up and looking at Byrne and Merletta. "Why don't you sit and talk to Bardulf and Ralph? They were in the competition too."
"Alright," Byrne said, letting Merletta sit down as he went to get them some refreshments.
Sophie let out a sigh, looking around the room and wondering what to do. She walked amongst the gathering looking for Alex or Julia, even Grell or William really. She didn't know if there were other shinigamis there, but if there was then she didn't recognize them. "Sophia," she heard her name called, walking over to Mr. Shezmu. He was talking to a few people, Sophie noticing they looked very noble in their outfits. "This here is one of my apprentices, Sophia Serbus. Sophia, this is the family of Teutas, a good friend of mine."
"Greetings," she said, giving them all a bow.
"Miss Serbus," the eldest man said, giving her a bow and kissing her hand. She smiled at him, noticing his solid light blue eyes. "If you don't mind me saying, but you have the most gorgeous blue and green eyes I've seen."
"Oh," she blushed, "t-thank you," she smiled at him, as he let go of her hand and straightened himself up.
"Does she know any Irish?" he asked Mr. Shezmu, causing Sophie to smirk.
"Cén fáth nach tú iarraidh orm féin?" she said, causing him to look back over to her in a slight state of shock.
"So you know Irish?" he smirked, "When did you learn it?"
"Well…" Sophie thought to herself, "Greek and ancient Greek was my second language. Latin was my third language. Though… I guess I learned it because English was my first language. I don't know. I don't really remember where I learned it," she sighed to herself.
"You know ancient Gaelic?" he asked, switching from Irish to Gaelic.
"Si," she smiled. "Ancient languages come easy for me. Once you get the basics, anything can be an easy language. Then you can learn the modern languages just as easily!" she giggled quietly to herself. "Though everyone understands Irish, but Gaelic is a nice language."
"Did you know, young Serbus, that we have a festival around this time too," he asked, wondering what she would say.
"Non señor," she said simply, her eyes looking at him with curiosity, "What is this festival?"
"The festival is called Samhain. It is an ancient celebration for the end of the summer harvest. It was like our New Year, celebrating a good harvest. In ancient traditions, this was also a time when we believed that our world and the world of humans would become visible to them. In other words, they would be able to see us for what we really are. Mostly it would be us Celtic fairies they would see, but there were other beings that would come to life for them. Then the Christians came and tried to change our beliefs. So what we did was change the name, to All Hallows Even and All Hallows Day. So that's where this way of dressing up in gruesome costumes and scaring each other came from," he smiled to her, wondering what her answer would be.
"Wow," she said, thinking to herself, "Eu nunca souben que… So I could technically call today Samhain and it would be correct?"
He chuckled, "Yes it would, but it's not like this is the only day for the dead. There are other cultures that have celebrations around this time for celebrating the dead."
"Seino," she smiled to him, "I just didn't know that there was a Samhain. First time hearing about this; I really enjoyed it."
"Estou feliz que fixo," he chuckled. "I will be taking my leave now," he said, giving Mr. Shezmu a bow.
He gave him a nod, watching as the family walked off. "I didn't know you knew Gaelic," he said, causing Sophie to look up at him with a smirk.
"There's a lot you don't know about me, I guess," she smiled at him, watching as another family came up to them.
"Hello Mr. Shezmu," the head of the family said, giving them a bow.
"How nice of you and your family to have made it all the way from Turkey," he smiled, nodding to his family.
The man turned his head to Sophie, quickly noticing her, "Ve kimin bu kıza?"
"This is my young apprentice, Sophia Serbus. Sophia, this is the family Koray. They have come all the way here from Turkey, but they do not know how to speak English."
"Yani iyidir," she smiled at him, "I can pick up the language easily."
"You know my language?" he asked her, causing her to look back over at him.
"Well you are neighbors to the Greeks, right? Well Greek is my second language. I think I may have visited or something, because Turkish seems simple to me."
He chuckled heartedly, looking over to Mr. Shezmu, "You have a good apprentice."
"Biliyorum," he smiled to her, causing her to blush slightly. "Well enjoy the festivities. It's great to see you again."
"And the same with you," they bowed, leaving them alone once again.
"Oh there you are Mr. Shezmu," said someone coming in.
"Hello Earl Phantomhive. I am glad you were able to make it," Mr. Shezmu smiled as they gave each other a handshake.
"Did you meet my fiancé? This is Rachel Durless," he beamed, letting Mr. Shezmu kiss her hand.
"Charmed," he smiled to her, letting her blush slightly, "and this is my apprentice Sophia Serbus."
"Hello," he said with a bow, kissing her hand. "It's lovely to see you."
"Thank you," she smiled at him, looking up at Mr. Shezmu.
"Please enjoy the festivities Young Earl. I hope to be at your wedding when you hold it."
"Of course," he smiled, linking his arm with Rachel's and walking off into the crowd.
Sophie let out a sigh, feeling a horrible case of lethargic taking over her. Then she felt something poke her in the stomach behind her back, causing her to jump foreword and yelp in protest. "What tha –!" she paused, noticing who it was and letting out a frustrated sigh. "Undertaker, geeze…" she grumbled.
"Oh don't be grumpy," he smirked, poking her in the cheek, "I was only play~ing~~" he giggled into his sleeve as a slight smile appearing on her face, but she was still a bit mad that he surprised her. "Good evening Shezmu," he said, giving him a bow.
"Undertaker," he smirked, "I wasn't expecting you to come."
"Well… I was in the neighborhood," he chuckled, "also I wanted to meet a few people here. You know this is the only time I can now," he giggled into his sleeve.
Mr. Shezmu smiled at him, noticing the Cheshire cat smile on his face. "You seem to be having a good retirement."
"Yes I am, thank you," he smiled, turning his attention back to Sophie. He poked her on the nose, giggling when she rubbed it in discomfort. "I'll be seeing you around~~" he chuckled, walking away from them and into the crowd, the sea of people quickly separating as he walked by.
Sophie let out a sigh, rubbing her tired crystal blue and yellow eyes. "I think it's about time I head home and get some sleep."
"Alright," he said to her, "go and sleep. You need the rest." She smiled at him, giving him a slight bow as she walked back into the crowd, trying to make her way to the front door.
Suddenly someone walked in front of her, blocking her path. "Hello Miss Serbus," he said with a bow.
Sophie smiled to him, giving a curtsy, "Hello."
"My name is Patrick Teutas," he said, kissing her hand, "the eldest son in the Teutas family."
"Oh I see," she smiled, about to walk around him.
"There was something I wanted to warn you about," he said, not letting go of her hand.
She looked at him unsure, turning back to him and crossing her arms. "Yes, what is it?"
He leaned into her ear, frightening her slightly. "Watch out for demons, shinigami. They will be coming for you soon enough," he whispered into her ear, causing her to step backwards slightly.
"What do you mean by that?" she growled slightly, not liking his comment.
He chuckled, giving her a courtesy bow. "I'm just warning you. I can tell by your aura that you will have a problem of demons coming after you soon enough. Just watch your back," he smiled to her, "and by the way, you do~ look like a Celtic fairy, especially with those wings of yours." He chuckled, Sophie frowning as she rushed for the entrance and walked out.
She rubbed her head in frustration, not liking what had been said. 'Geeze, I forgot to find Julia and say goodbye. I should better wander back in,' she sighed, about to turn around back for the mansion, until she heard commotion just outside of the gate. She walked around, a frown covering her face.
"What does that demon think he is?" Chaz growled, turning back to his group. "Not letting us in, I even have an invitation! It's all your fault Skyler," he hissed, the woman stepping back with panic on her face.
"I-I'm sorry!" she trembled, "I figured we could all get in. I-I heard about the party from my roommate and –"
She gasped, tears filling up her face as a hand flew onto her cheek and slapped her. She looked at him frightened, the group just standing back and watching. "You little bitch," he hissed, about to slap her again. As his hand flew down it was stopped, Chaz turning around to see Sophie glaring at him with anger in her blue/green and yellow eyes.
His eyes narrowed as Sophie glared back at him. "If you were a proper gentlemen, then you wouldn't be going around and slapping poor, defenseless ladies," she growled at him, flinging his arm away. Then Sophie crouched down to Margaret, who was crying on the ground. "Here, let me help you up," she gave her a sincere smile, Margaret's eyes widening before she accepted the hand and was pulled up.
"Why you…" he growled, taking out his death scythe, "I'll kill you for that!"
He ran at Sophie as her back was turned, Margaret gasping in horror and pointing to Chaz as he ran at her. As Sophie took out her own student scythe to defend herself from him, Albert stepped in out of nowhere and grabbed Chaz' weapon that caused him to widen his eyes in horror. "What a disrespectful young boy," he shook his head as if this was all a nescience, talking over to Sophie and not at Chaz. "You say you have an invitation?"
"Y-yes," he said, handing him the invitation in his hand.
He read over the name, looking at him cross. "You're Gregory Felipe, huh?"
"Yeah," he said with confidence, causing Sophie to roll her eyes.
"I'm going to go back inside. Come on Margaret," she said, grabbing her hand.
"W-wha –"
"Just do it," she sighed, pulling her with her. Then she whispered in Albert's ear. "They're phonies. You better not let them in," she said gruffly as she began to pass by.
"I know," he chuckled, causing Sophie to smirk, "I'm just going to toy with them for a while."
Sophie nodded, pulling Margaret along with her. "Come on inside. I'll clean up that bruise on your face." She nodded, accepting that it wasn't the time to argue and walked in with her, Margaret keeping her mask on her face and covering her cheek. They walked through the halls, Margaret astounded that she knew the place so well. Then they stopped at a door and Sophie pulled out a key with a grimacing looking skull on the end. "Mr. Shezmu wanted to keep some of the doors locked, but he won't mind if we come inside and fix you up," she smiled at her, letting Margaret walk in first as she turned on the light. Margaret gasped, looking around the room.
It was a large room with bookshelves lining the room and an office table at the end. Sophie chuckled and locked the door behind her and walked in, walking to a bookshelf and pulling on a book. The bookshelf opened, causing Margaret to jump back slightly. Sophie smirked, grabbing a torch and lighting it with her black haze. Margaret was just in shock. After knowing her for about a year, she never knew about Sophie's connections or her powers. She had recently heard she was a half-breed, but that was all she had found out about her. They just kept to themselves most of the time, though Margaret had wished to get to know her more. Margaret would keep to herself nowadays, not allowing Sophie to know her troubles with Chaz and his group. She followed Sophie down the hallways, keeping rather close to her. "I-I didn't know…" she sighed, causing Sophie to glance over at her a smile.
"I guess I have been neglecting you. I'm not usually home because I'm training here and spending the night." Then she looked back at Margaret, who was looking at the ground timidly, "How are you Margaret?" She bit down on her bottom lip, keeping her eyes away from Sophie. She sighed, "It's okay if you don't want to tell me. Even if you don't think so, I do care." Margaret looked up at her, a tired smile starting to grow on her face. "Oh here it is!" Sophie paused, almost passing the door. She opened it, walking into a bathroom. Margaret blinked in confusion, walking in as Sophie set the torch on a stand right outside and turned on the light, the room being illuminated in its red and white color. She had Margaret sit down on the white toilet lid as she went through the medicine cabinet, grabbing some ointment and a band aid for her cheek. "I usually don't come in here. I just don't like the color combination," Sophie shrugged, "but since you're here and I don't want to disturb anyone, I'll just be in here just this once," she smirked, letting a sigh escape her lips as she cleaned up her face.
They sat there in quiet, a frown on Sophie's face when she noticed the deep scratch Chaz made on Margaret's face. Now that she looked harder, she noticed a few other scratches and bruise marks on Margaret's body, but she decided to not comment on them. Once she was done she washed her hands and put the stuff back, Margaret watching her as she did. "I-I'm sorry if I'm a nescience," she sighed as she looked to the ground.
"You're not," Sophie said, a chuckle soon escaping her lips, "I'm sorry about how I treated you when I met you, Margaret. I had all my memories taken and was very frustrated about having to be a shinigami. I just don't like it, the shinigami realm. Everyone is stuck up and annoying." She smiled at her, "but I'm sorry for treating you badly. I shouldn't have, and I know that now. I've barely noticed that you have been having problems. If I had known, maybe I would have done something to help you… anything…" she sighed, noticing Margaret wasn't giving her eye contact. Then she knelt down, so they could see eye to eye. Margaret's green eyes looked tired and depressed, her eyes slightly warming up when looking at Sophie's eyes. Her crystal blue and green eyes looked sincere, with the yellow tint in her eyes just mystifying her and pulling Margaret in. "No one should be treated that way, even you," she said, a smile showing up on her face as she took Margaret's hand. "I've never told anyone this before, but I remember when I was a human that I was abused once. Kept in a confined place and beaten every day… every hour. It is one of the reasons why I died, but I made it through and survived, and I know from the first time I met you that you are a fighter. So why don't you put a smile on your face, alright?" she smiled, Margaret's eyes beginning to water.
"Y-you were beaten? By whom?" she looked at Sophie with a hopeful look on her face.
"I don't know," she sighed, "I'm still trying to uncover that mystery, but it was the kindness of others that got me out of there. You see what I'm trying to say?"
Margaret blinked for a few minutes, tears beginning to stream down her face. "Y-yes…" she bit down on her bottom lip; Sophie looked at her with a sweet smile on her face.
She grabbed her in a hug, rubbing her back as she began to sob. "It's okay," she said quietly into her ear, "Let all the tears out. It's okay…" Margaret gripped Sophie's clothes, making her shoulder wet with her crying. Sophie just knelt there rubbing her back, humming softly to her as Margaret cried her heart out.
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"Well I guess I'm back at the party," Sophie let out a sigh, Fillin jumping up when he noticed her come in.
"Oh you're back!" Fillin giggled, turning into a wolf and jumping into her arms.
Margaret yelped back slightly, surprised by the sudden transformation. "Who's the square?" Merletta asked, chewing loudly on some pumpkin seeds.
"Margaret Skyler," Sophie smiled as she ushered her to sit down on the couch, and Sophie sat right next to her, setting Fillin on her lap as she sat. "She's my roommate at the academy, but I really don't know much about her so…" Sophie thought, before she came up with something. "I know she wants to go into General Affairs, is that right?"
"Y-yes…" she said softly, looking timidly at the ground, "but I won't be able to pass this semester. I missed a test, and they won't let me pass unless I ace my final exam in order to graduate, but… I don't think I will be able to meet the quota." Margaret sighed, fiddling around with her fingers as she waited for a reply.
"I didn't know that," Sophie said quietly, leaning back on the couch.
Fillin jumped onto Margaret's lap, freaking her out as she flew back into the couch. "Sophie will help you!" he giggled, wagging his tail about. "W-on't you?"
"Of course," Sophie smirked, "I can help you with the work. You just have to buckle down! Hey I can also find someone who's in general affairs to help you. I think I may know some people," she thought to herself.
"That's okay," she said nervously, "I-I don't need special treatment –"
"Nonsense!" Sophie interrupted her, "You need a tutor and you're going to get it. You want help, right?" Margret gave her a slight nod, a smirk coming to Sophie's face, "Well I'm going to give it to you! Plus I expect you to graduate next year, got that?"
Margaret looked down, before a smile came to her face, "O-okay," she smiled meekly.
Then Sophie let out a sigh, scratching the back of her head. "Weren't you going to go and sl~eep?" Byrne smirked, causing Sophie to let out a groan.
"Well yeah, but I can't seem to find Julia…" she said quietly, looking around the room. Just there at the other end of the room was Julia and Alex, talking amongst themselves. Sophie smirked as she got up and quietly walked across the room, starting to jog towards them and slide against the floor. Then she jumped and grabbed Julia from behind, causing her to yell in fright and freak out Alex in the process. "I finally found you!" she giggled, poking her in the cheek. "Geeze… where did you run off to?" she sighed, letting her go.
Julia looked at Alex, "Well…" she shrugged, "you were sleeping so we didn't want to bother you. Plus you looked so cute!"
Sophie grumbled as she crossed her arms and pouting dramatically, "No I don't," she huffed.
"See! There it is again!" Julia clapped, hugging Sophie in a tight hug.
"Agh!" was what escaped Sophie's lips as she was gripped a little too tightly around her waist. "C-hoking, not breathing," she huffed, Julia letting go and Sophie stumbling backwards, getting caught by Alex from behind.
She was starting to get very dizzy, her insomnia finally catching up with her. "You look like you need to sleep more."
Sophie groaned as she stood up and rubbed her head, before letting out a cough. "Well I was, but I needed to find you two to say goodbye. Also I need your help~" she smirked, Alex and Julia raising an eyebrow.
"And what would that be?" Julia asked, a giggle escaping Sophie's lips.
"I'll show you in a second, come on," she grabbed her hand, pulling Julia with her across the room. Alex followed behind them, coming to the couches they were previously sitting at. "Margret, this is Julia Shezmu. Her father is the one who organized the party," she smiled at Margaret, a smile escaping her lips, "And Julia, this is Margret Skyler. She's my roommate at the academy."
"So this is your roommate…" Julia thought, sitting down next to her, "what happened to your face?"
"Oh that," she said, shrugging it off, "I-it was nothing…"
Alex sat on the other side of her, letting out a sigh, "It was Chaz, wasn't it?" Margret's eyes went wide, before she gave him a nod. He let out a sigh, having noticed her nervousness, "I don't see why you hang out with him. Why don't you hang out with us for a while?"
"Yeah!" Julia giggled, "Do you like pubs?"
"P-pubs?" Margret said, twiddling with her fingers, "Y-yeah I do."
"Well good! Just meet me at this house every day. Alex and Sophie always come over about the time it gets dark, so you can come with us too. How does that sound?" They all looked at her, wondering what her answer would be.
Margret cracked a smile, giving them a nod. "Y-yes, that sounds nice."
"Good," Sophie sighed, leaning over the couch. "I think it's about time I head back. I'm so…" Alex rolled his eyes, snapping a hand in front of her face. "So tired," she finished, making Julia giggle. "Well have fun Margret. Julia, show her around a bit."
"Of course," she said giving her a salute, before a giggle escaped her lips. Sophie nodded to them, leaving them to talk amongst themselves. Then she sighed, walking out in a drone like state back out the front door, passing by Albert and disappearing into the London fog.
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A/N: I think the reason it got long was because of the things I wanted to add: such as a haunted part of the house, explaining everything and tying everything together, describing the costumes, and etcetera. I felt the need to introduce Margaret back into the story. I talked about her perhaps once and never got back to her. I feel so horrible about that! Just because I needed to do that, this story will extend into the next chapter, but won't be the whole chapter. The Halloween part of the story is mostly done with anyways, just some mushy stuff to be said and things to discover.
I hope you guys had a fun time on All Hallows Even! What did you do? Did you trick or did your treat? Comment of course and tell me what you think. Once again, sorry it took sooooooo long to finish. Was just a lot to write and I got busy on Halloween. Didn't have time to finish it, but that's okay. You guys don't hate me for that, right? =S… =D
Ralph – English – wise wolf
Bardulf – English – bright wolf
Teutas – Celtic – Thoth, Mercury; essence of all things
Cén fáth nachtúiarraidh ormféin? – Irish – Why do not you ask me yourself?
Si – Spanish/Gaelic – Yes
Non señor – Spanish/Gaelic – no sir
Eu nunca souben que – Gaelic – I never knew this
Seino – Gaelic – I know
Estou feliz que fixo – Gaelic – I am glad you did
Koray – Turkish – ember moon
Ve kimin bu kıza? – Turkish – And who is this girl?
Yani iyidir – Turkish – That is okay
Biliyorum – Turkish – I know
Patrick – Latin – patrician, noble